I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

It had been a few days since Li Read had stormed the church in Iron Mine Town, and with the domino rain of last night, the defenses of the New Church in Copper Mine Town were not tight, and everything seemed loose.

But the identical altar still alerted Li Read.

Li Read was even sure that this altar was the one from the underground of Iron Mine Town.

Had it been moved to Copper Mine Town?

Two priests stood next to the altar, equally astonished to see Li Read, and slapped the cage with their palms...

The heroes in the cage were like wax figures breaking out of their shells, shaking off their white slurry and rushing out to meet Li Read.

Their movements were stiff, and they looked like they had just been fished out of the Source; every time they blinked or lifted a foot, they would shake off white slurry, which would then form slightly glowing footprints.

The priests flung out viscous white substances from their sleeves, like throwing mud, trying to smear this New Church Source onto Li Read to purify the Shadow Demon.

When the cage was opened, Li Read noticed that his shadow quickly swept across the floor of the admonishment hall, abstractly reproducing everything that had happened here.

It was hazy, very fast, and not very clear.

And at that moment, Sun An's movements stopped.

A cube perpendicular to the ground suddenly appeared, superimposed on Sun An's escape route, covering the center of the admonishment hall and the soil layer.

That sense of security far exceeded what the priests threw out from their sleeves, as if it were infected with disease.

However, this whip seemed lifeless, coiling down my body from Sawyer's broken arm and tightening around my neck.

The white slurry recalled some details of "this war".

Sun An avoided the heroes wrapped in the Source and dodged the priests' flinging slurry, trying not to get contaminated, but suddenly noticed a whip coming from behind as he advanced.

Was he about to be surrounded?

And realizing that he was being respected, the priests chanted incantations, and among the glowing footprints trampled by the heroes, figures began to gradually take shape.

As long as he could escape the range of the white slurry whip, he should be able to escape.

Sawyer didn't even understand why he was so familiar with this kind of work.

Biting your butt... even that can be seen?

And just as the white robes were about to take action, tentacles stretched out from Sawyer's wound,挟裹着my body and severed limbs, and burrowed into the ground together!

For him, the New Church was just like the Veiled Ones and the Red Oil Cult, all trying to win over believers and篡改our beliefs in some way.

Incidentally, a piece of ground was scooped out, revealing the fresh soil underneath.

"Why so eager..." Sun An muttered softly, separating his arm and leg, pulling the whip's tip apart to pull his head out, trying not to be locked down.

Light also circled around his body and severed limbs, revealing Sawyer, who was crawling in the shadows with countless tentacles.

Since that was the case, Sawyer certainly didn't bother fighting the priests and a group of mindless heroes, and turned to leave.

It would be good if you couldn't see me...

Thinking this, Sawyer suddenly felt his whole body starting to become transparent, his whole person and shadow merging with the light.

This was a very pure and intoxicated thought, just like the Source was holy dew, a holy meal, irrigating their wills day and night, gradually bringing their souls closer to the only light.

The key to lighting the punctuation marks was to help the shadow sweep through these closed spaces?

The white slurry's flesh was similar to Jessie's, yet emanated an aura that the shadow feared; Sun An couldn't embrace the white slurry with his shadow like he embraced Jessie.

Sawyer found it difficult to answer this question, but suddenly remembered...

"Damn... my head hurts... why..." Seeing Sun An waving his tentacles and sinking into the soil layer, the white slurry stiffened, and distant memories floated in his mind.

A piece of land was dug open, the surrounding footprint magic had taken shape, and a large number of white-robed priests filled the admonishment hall; two figures also emerged in the center of the altar, the New Church priests from Iron Mine Town, Rufus and Viges.

When his body was cut off by Jessie, Sun An, in addition to discovering the shadow, also discovered that between the bones and skin, there were条又一条broken tentacles!?

But it was blocked by the shadow.

Sawyer realized he could use earth遁.

If he didn't leave now, it would be too late; Sawyer, like in the dungeon, erupted with shadow,挟裹着particles and erasing the ground, forcibly severing the connection between the white shadow and the footprints.

"You are not Nolaymore, who exactly are you?" The white slurry's whip was stained with a morbid white, attempting to invade Sawyer's body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the emotions of the heroes and priests.

But obviously, the white slurry had a full understanding of Sawyer's hand strength, and never let me approach any wall, firmly fighting in the center of the admonishment hall.

What's the difference in essence?

What does this represent?

"Let the狂暴belief... cleanse the heretics..."

It's just that some people want to wear different masks, some people want to be close to the white light, and some people want to produce red oil...

"I am stronger than him, I can directly twist you into a meatball." The white slurry didn't mind acknowledging the shadow demon's strength, "Nolaymore is a demon who can lift the Demon King's City..."

"I've said it before, I'm Don Quixote." Sawyer dodged the white whip, exchanging blows with the white slurry.

But Sawyer was peeled away after a moment of immersion, and "saw" that the punctuation mark of Copper Mine Town had been lit on the brain map.

The white slurry didn't want to solve Sawyer alone, but was waiting for New Church reinforcements.

If Li Read hadn't experienced the battle with Jessie, he might not have noticed the strangeness of the shadow, but after being called "Shadow Demon" and "Nolaymore" several times, how could Li Read not pay attention to his shadow?

"Then I really hope I am Nolaymore, at least I don't need to waste too much time with you, twisting those New Church idiots spitting Source and white foam to death and then亲leaving." Sun An was always looking for a chance to break through the wall.

It seemed that most of the darkness on the map was related to Li Read?

"You have nowhere to escape." But there was still a voice blocking Sawyer.

Li Read had always wanted to understand the logic of the cheat.

Although Sawyer found it difficult to understand how to "lift" the Demon King's City, he was even more certain that he was not the shadow demon beside that red-robed skeleton—if he was Nolaymore, even the town hall and the church... would have been twisted to pieces, right?

So after the punctuation mark in the admonishment hall was lit, Sawyer's mind became active, and he put it into practice now.

"Do you know Nolaymore?" If the white slurry hadn't said it so firmly, Sawyer would have even believed that he was really the Shadow Demon in everyone's mouth.

These tentacles seemed to have been sleeping for a long time, usually just helping Sawyer control his movements as muscles; but when Sun An's entire body passed through the holes in the dungeon, it was like fish fins falling into the water, everything became natural and soft.

The white slurry wasn't even sure if this memory was its own.

The corpse oil in Red Oil Town was Li Read, the altar under Copper Mine Town had Li Read, and the New Church also had Li Read...

And as the whip shadow and the shadow intertwined, the heroes and priests in the admonishment hall couldn't go forward for a while.

That was also in a地洞?

As for the altar, priests, heroes,灌信仰and so on, Sawyer didn't care at all.

The next second, the Source in the light rhombus turned into frost, flames, and thunder, causing an elemental storm.

White slurry.

Rufus on the altar raised his hand, and all the white robes raised their hands together; the power of the believers in the cage seemed to be absorbed by the altar,抽离into a rhombus-shaped cube of light.

As soon as the whip wrapped around his arm, Sawyer immediately卸下his arm along the wound Jessie had cut, to avoid being缠下by the whip.

"Not Sun An... Don Quixote, what exactly is your purpose?" In the battle with Sun An, the white slurry noticed that Sawyer always avoided the Source sprinkled by the priests, and rarely approached the heroes who had been灌输with the New Church's beliefs.

Sawyer felt that the white slurry might have hit the answer, but now was not the right time to think—the light投来的from the stained-glass window was greatly加弱, and the glowing footprints in the admonishment hall were gradually showing figures wearing white robes...