Excessive ferocity due to caution

As soon as I stepped through the giant gate, it closed rapidly behind me.

That terrifying aura vanished in an instant.

Chris bit her lip, hopped on one leg to Zhao Yi's side, and said pitifully:

"Owner……"

"Their leg is broken and won't grow back, so they can't walk..."

"Could you carry me on your back...?"

Zhao Yi looked at her broken leg, lost in thought:

"If that's the case..."

"Someone is using this tomb to weaken our forces..."

Chris was very eager:

"Master...legs..."

Zhao Yi stroked his chin and continued:

"That's right..."

"Physical parts lost through sacrifice cannot regenerate. If similar things happen again..."

Chris:

"Owner……"

Zhao Yi patted Chris on the shoulder, and the latter stumbled and almost fell to the ground!

"You're right, Chris... we should try to launch a counterattack that they won't expect!"

Chris:

"?"

Her eyes widened as she stared at Zhao Yi in disbelief.

So, he didn't hear himself speak at all?

Does he not care at all whether he lives or dies?

hateful!

I am a great evil god!

You damn thing... never mind.

This evil god is magnanimous; how could I possibly stoop to the level of a mere mortal?

Chris recalled the terrifying experience she had when she attempted to devour Zhao Yi's bloodline, and in that instant, most of the depression in her heart dissipated...

Just as she was about to skip and hop away, she saw Zhao Yi take out the Taotie and cut open his own palm.

Blood seeped into the Taotie's blade.

An incredibly generous gift.

The gluttons enjoyed the meal with reverence and devotion.

Immediately afterwards...

Chris was shocked to discover that the leg Zhao Yi had severed had actually... regenerated!

Her life's core is attached to Zhao Yi's soul weapon.

If Zhao Yi is willing to share some of his life force with her, then external barriers will be almost useless.

"Master...you're so kind!!"

Chris's eyes welled up with tears.

woo woo woo...

I can't believe I just made such malicious assumptions about my master...

Chris...

You have no heart!

Before her self-pity could end, Zhao Yi said:

"Am I okay?"

Chris nodded, her eyes full of little hearts.

I don't know if it's true or not.

Zhao Yi raised his hand, pointed, and smiled slightly:

"In return, you go first."

Chris turned her head and looked in the direction Zhao pointed.

The smile on her face disappeared.

The little heart in her eyes disappeared.

Ahead was a long corridor leading to the main hall.

In this long corridor...

It's full of all sorts of ancient mechanisms.

The mechanism was imbued with mysterious power.

Take this road...

If you're not careful, you might end up missing some parts...

Seeing the harmless smile on Zhao Yi's face, Chris gave him the middle finger:

"Flower Q!"

As one of the first evil gods, Chris inherited a portion of the evil god's memories.

She recognized many of the incantations on these mechanisms and knew how to break them.

Ok……

There were also many she didn't recognize.

So, after Chris paid the price of being covered in wounds... Zhao Yi finally stood safely and calmly at the entrance of the long hall.

Push open the door.

Behind the door is a chapel for prayer.

The interior was packed with people.

On the altar, there is a huge clock that has stopped working.

A blood-stained piece of paper drifted down in front of the two of them.

Zhao picked it up.

Find the priest in the crowd within ten minutes.

[Or sacrifice an eye.]

"Another sacrifice."

Zhao Yi glanced at Chris beside him.

The latter quickly took a step back, politely declining:

"Master... I think you should consider seeing a priest first!"

Zhao Yi comforted him:

"Don't worry, I won't gouge your eyes out for now."

Chris breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"The prayer church was crowded, and everyone was wearing the same clothes..."

Zhao Yi scanned the room of everyone in the shortest amount of time.

They sat in their seats like statues, quietly watching the Catholic altar.

These people have very oily faces.

Like a wax figure.

His eyes were vacant, and his smile was eerie.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao and his companion could always sense that these "people" were secretly observing them.

"The resentment they carried was even distributed in exactly the same way..."

Chris used her power.

But I didn't see any difference.

She randomly picked someone to kill, but the person was reborn in her seat the next moment.

This road is not a viable option.

Zhao Yi arrived at the Catholic altar, where a scripture was opened.

The priest who presided over the prayer has disappeared.

Where did he go?

Zhao Yi stood on the Catholic altar, carefully examining the shiny mannequins in the seats below.

It is indeed somewhat frightening.

They all wore the same eerie smile and were staring at Zhao Yi.

It seems to be a sarcastic remark.

Or perhaps it's a provocation.

There was nowhere to hide in any corner of the prayer room.

The Evil Eye was not found either.

"There is no priest at all..."

"Or rather..."

"I am the priest."

Zhao Yi rubbed the scriptures on the chanting platform with his fingertips and began to recite them aloud.

Soon, the deathly silent church began to echo with prayers...

The motionless mannequins began to pray along with Zhao Yi.

Until... that last verse.

Zhao Yi suddenly stopped.

Then the other false men who had been praying with him also stopped.

The way they looked at Zhao Yi changed.

It was no longer the same mockery as before.

Rather, it was a feeling of fervor and urgency.

Zhao Yi exchanged a glance with the mannequins and smiled slightly.

"Did you all think... I would choose to become a priest myself?"

No one responded to him.

Chris, standing to the side, also didn't understand what Zhao Yi was up to.

He continued:

"I was just kidding you guys."

"You want me to be this priest... I won't."

After saying that, Zhao Yi took out the body shredder in front of them.

That scripture... was thrown directly into the shredder.

A loud roar.

The scriptures were reduced to a pile of fragments.

Instantly, the prayer room was filled with a chilling murderous aura!

The mannequins sitting in place completely changed their expressions!

The smiles on their faces vanished, and their expressions became increasingly ferocious and terrifying!

Blood seeped from the corner of his eye!

Cracks appeared on the skin of the body, from which black hair grew, just like the corpse Zhao Yi had seen outside the tomb!

They staggered to their feet and walked towards Zhao Yi in contorted postures!

Chris blocked Zhao Yi's path, lightly touched her red lips with her fingertips, and blew a kiss to the mutated mannequins.

Their bodies began to decay and decompose...

however……

Same as before.

The dead mannequins will come back to life in their seats!

And with each resurrection, their power grows even stronger!

"Master, how about we just gouge out their eyes instead?"

Chris licked her lips, her tone carrying a hint of excitement.

This is completely contrary to the previous attitude.

She discovered the problem.

When faced with this choice, most people would choose to keep their eyes.

After all, who would want to lose a few parts of their body for no reason?

Zhao Yi took out the Taotie.

Chris is ready.

Zhao Yi smoothly gouged out one of her eyes and placed it on the altar.

Chris did not suffer from the pain.

Zhao Yi's technique was too smooth.

Even though they were gouging out her eyes, she felt a special tenderness from them.

wonderful.

She was actually quite fascinated.

As Chris's gaze fell upon the altar, all the mannequins in the prayer room stopped moving.

On the altar, the giant bell overhead began to spin violently in the opposite direction...

P.S.: My darlings, go to sleep early, goodnight!!

I haven't been feeling really energetic these past couple of days, but I'll try to get back into it by having an ice cream tomorrow!