I studied beheading in a mental institution

As Taylor's palm fell, there was a deafening loud noise in the hollow below the echo gallery!

clang--! !

When Shen Qingzhu and others came in before, they had seen the structure on the echoing corridor. In addition to the suspended circular corridor, there was a huge copper bell below, which weighed at least a dozen tons by visual inspection.

At this moment, following Taylor's movements, the copper bell rang violently. The roaring bell sounded like thunder in the ear, echoing under the circular dome. I don't know what is so special about this bell sound, it can make Shen Qingzhu and the others' brains suddenly went blank.

By the time Shen Qingzhu came back to his senses, Taylor's figure had disappeared.

"It hurts..." Wu Quan covered his ears, and blood slid down his cheeks. He frowned and looked around, slightly taken aback, "We... where are we?"

Shen Qingzhu turned around and looked, and saw that the environment around them had completely changed, except that the corridor was still the same, and the murals that were originally carved on the surrounding walls and the dome were all blank, as if they had been erased with an eraser average.

"Is it an illusion?" Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly.

"No, the moment the bell rang just now, the surrounding time and space changed slightly." No. 27 shook his head, he turned and walked to the edge of the echoing gallery, grabbed the doorknob, and pulled hard.

The door opened, but there was only a pale wall behind it... And here, it was supposed to be the room where they temporarily put the sleeping Lin Qiye.

"These knights can actually cause changes in time and space?" Shen Qingzhu asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid it's not their power, it's the dark thread arrangement that already existed in this church. These knights can survive in the misty ruins for six years, and the means are probably more than it seems." No. 27 gently rubbed the pale the walls, muttering,

"Could it be that this is also her masterpiece? If so, then it will be tricky..."

"Who? Chloe?" Shen Qingzhu walked to the edge of the corridor, lighted a cigarette for herself unhurriedly, and said lightly, "Even if she is 001, she is just an agent, not Yelande in person ... The layout here is dead, but the people are alive, I don't believe that she can trap me."

No. 27 shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate her. If I was in full victory... No, if I had one-tenth of the original strength, I could easily tear this barrier, but now I am not as strong as you. Not much, it may not be so easy."

Shen Qingzhu glanced at him suspiciously, "I said, who are you? Are you talking so loudly?"

No. 27 didn't answer, he pulled down his hood silently, and began to search around along the echoing corridor.

"Brother Qingzhu, did you hear any sound?" Wu Quan asked with some uncertainty as his ears moved.

"sound?"

Shen Qingzhu was startled, and listened carefully for a moment, "It seems that there is indeed, it seems to be cutting something..."

Before Shen Qingzhu finished speaking, the dome of the echo gallery suddenly shattered, and an exaggeratedly large Western knight sword pierced through the top of the church, stabbing down from the night sky, and directly inserted into the ground!

Wu Quan's pupils shrank violently!

This Western sword was at least 40 meters wide. When the sword came down, it directly split half of the church in half. The sword spread infinitely towards the night, as if there was no end!

"Be careful!" Shen Qingzhu's voice sounded from behind Wuquan, a powerful palm grabbed Wuquan's back collar, and then the wind blew up, directly flying out of the church with his figure, the next moment, the giant sword rushed Slash open, and easily cut hundreds of meters of sword marks where they were originally standing!

Seeing this, Wu Quan turned pale. He looked back and saw Shen Qingzhu flying under the night sky with six huge gray wings on his back.

At the same time, on the top of the wreckage of a clock tower hundreds of meters away, the figure of No. 27, like a smog, was outlined.

"This is the knight's sword." No. 27 stared at the great sword that fell from the sky, and said in a deep voice.

"His sword, can it become so big?"

"It's not that his sword has grown bigger." Shen Qingzhu frowned, and then said,

"We have become smaller..."

……

at the same time.

church.

In the empty echoing gallery, Taylor, covered in blood, held a sword in one hand and pierced into the wall of the corridor full of murals, his eyes full of murderous intent!

On the mural in front of him, several small figures flew rapidly in the two-dimensional painting. Taylor roared, and chopped off the Western knight swords piercing the wall one after another, leaving a series of hideous cracks on the mural!

A figure appeared outside the Whispering Gallery.

"Taylor! Are you crazy?!" Charles said angrily when he saw the scene in front of him, "You actually locked them into the Whispering Gallery?"

"Why can't it be closed?"

"The Holy Lady left these barriers to prevent the church from being breached by malicious foreign gods or extremely strong 'mysteries'! Disrupting her sleep...but they have no hostility at all! It is the Holy Lady who appeared mistake..."

"A mistake? When did the Holy Maiden make a mistake? She took the initiative to attack these people. Don't you understand the intention?" Taylor directly interrupted Charles.

Charles froze in place, "You mean, the Holy Maiden regards them as enemies?"

"Otherwise, how do you explain all this?" Taylor's voice gradually turned cold, "The enemy of the Holy Maiden is our enemy... Today, these people must die!"

Taylor's knight sword sliced ​​through the murals, directly cutting off the entire wall including the paintings. Amidst the smoke and dust, only a six-winged figure and a smoky shadow were seen flying across the wall.

"Damn, why are they so tenacious?" Taylor growled.

Standing by the echoing gallery, Charles looked at the scene of Taylor slashing wildly in front of him, and wanted to stop it, but stayed where he was tangled.

At this moment, a low creaking sound sounded from not far away.

Taylor's frantic slash suddenly stopped. He and Charles looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw a figure in a crimson cloak slowly walking out of the door.

"It's him?" Taylor turned to Charles and asked, "Didn't he pass out?"

Charles looked at Lin Qiye's face that had just woken up, and didn't know how to answer for a while...Lin Qiye had indeed passed out before, and they didn't expect him to wake up so quickly.

Lin Qiye shook his drowsy head and looked at the two people in front of him. When he saw the Western sword piercing the mural in Taylor's hand, doubts appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell on the wall full of cut marks, and he saw the three tiny figures moving at high speed.

His brows were tightly wrinkled, and a killing intent rose from his eyes:

"You...you better give me an explanation?"