The Trial Game of Life

On the ground, the war is imminent.

Ten minutes ago, Jin Cheng said that he would cooperate with Tang Cuo's actions, so he asked Celtic to find red paint, just like the paint used for painting in Lisa's house, it was inferior and full of pungent odor.

He didn't use the pigments for other purposes, but let people paint on the outer wall of the church, and hand-painted a huge magic circle, which was so big that it almost covered the entire outer wall.

This magic circle is the same as those found by the Ivy League. Although Jin Cheng specially asked people who don't know magic to draw it, the drawing has no specific effect, and there may be some mistakes, but this picture The painting is so red and so eye-catching. When the first stroke was drawn, it firmly attracted everyone's attention.

The turmoil breeds in every hidden corner.Countless pairs of eyes stared at the church, staring at the almost sacrilegious behavior of the Ivy League, each with their own agendas.

Celtic has been breaking out in a cold sweat. Although he has some authority in the Ivy League, he can't hold back Jin Cheng who is so good at making trouble.Fortunately, the Ivy League is a bounty hunter organization, not a fan of God.

But even so, Celtic's head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't even remember how he was bewitched by Jin Cheng and agreed to his outrageous plan.

"Lancelot, I will be punished by the headquarters." He couldn't help complaining to Jin Cheng.

"In order to eliminate evil, Celtic, are you willing to make a small sacrifice for this?" After the magic circle was finished, Jin Cheng picked up the remaining paint bucket and walked leisurely to the attic of the church .

"They might think we're evil."

"Wow, that's really interesting."

As Jin Cheng spoke, he kept walking. After walking a few steps, he turned his head to look at Celtic, leaned on the railing of the stairs, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Celtic, I will write a hymn for you. All bards in the mainland will sing your poems."

Celtic: "...Thank you."

After a while, Jin Cheng stood in front of the window of the attic, and opened the window to overlook the masterpiece on the wall. From this angle, the entire wall was glowing red, which was very spectacular.

But Jin Cheng still felt that he wasn't popular enough.

So he picked up the paint bucket and poured the remaining paint down the wall with a "crash".

"What are you doing!" Celtic was shocked, and hurriedly rushed to the window to look down, only to see the red paint washing away the magic circle like a waterfall, like the blood of sin, shocking.

The people who were watching downstairs were also shocked and stunned. The commotion in the dark suddenly exploded, turning into sparks on the bright side, connecting them together.

Don't be so surprised.

Thinking so, Jin Cheng tapped his head with his fingers, and the system played the notification sound for him again.It seems that a kind bard shouldn't do something that dangerous people do, so Jin Cheng decided to restore his personality.

For example, after pouring red paint on the Rosary, give them a warm tune.

That's right, Jin Cheng was pouring red paint on them.He couldn't find where the door of the Rosary Church opened, so he could only draw a magic circle instead, and pour a bucket of paint on it for you.

For a sect with fanatical beliefs, this behavior is probably more uncomfortable than killing them.

"This way your headquarters won't think you are evil, and everything that opposes evil is light." Jin Cheng explained to Celt confidently.

"I feel that something is not right." Celtic swallowed hard.

"Don't worry, Celtic." Jin Cheng patted Celtic on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "This church is Pastor Peter's church. Peter took refuge in evil, and the church must have been polluted by evil. We do this , in order to catch them faster and prevent more people from being harmed by them."

At this point, Celtic can only think so.

The next second, Jin Cheng really took out his little harp again, leaned on the window sill with one arm propped up, and played a tune with the harp in his arms.He thought for a while, and finally played a "Requiem".

A pure requiem without sonic attacks, used to save dead souls.

The sound of the Requiem soon spread from the attic of the church. Whether it was ordinary people in the White Leaf District or members of the Rose Sect hiding in the dark, they couldn't help but look up in the direction of the sound.

Confusion, fear, anger.

Some people lowered their heads uncontrollably, some people held the sword hilt tightly, and at this moment another person came from the attic.With fluffy red hair, it looks like Buzz from a distance.

Celtic looked him up and down, and then asked Jin Cheng, "Are you sure this will work?"

Jin Cheng said: "He doesn't look very much like him, but he only needs to hang around this window a few times. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout. The only thing to worry about is - if you come later The enemy is too powerful, how can we survive."

This can be said of Celtic's strengths, he patted his chest, and said: "Don't worry, I have already set up magic circles and traps everywhere, unless there are people of the level of the rebel Aesop or the red priest." Come, otherwise they will definitely come back and forth."

Hearing this, Jin Cheng suddenly remembered something, "You said that His Excellency Roger Reid is following Aesop?"

"Yes, Aesop's danger is probably greater than the two red priests combined, but he is elusive, and this time he managed to catch his tail. Your Excellency Roger Reid will never give up."

Because Jin Cheng had positive contact with Aesop, Celtic did not hide the news.He was also observing, observing Jin Cheng's reaction when he heard the name, to judge his true position.

Jin Cheng was relieved when he heard the news. Aesop was held back by Roger Reed, at least he would not suddenly appear again, but what about the other priest in red?

Hope he doesn't show up in the tunnel.

And just when Jin Cheng's worries surfaced in his mind, the priest in red who he was thinking about was in a certain wine estate outside the city.The scorching sun above his head made him curl up on the ground, holding his throat and coughing, and the red priest robe was covered with dirt and blood.

One of his faces had also lost its original appearance long ago, his cheeks were swollen, and a few teeth in his mouth had fallen out.

"Giggle!" The ugly and funny puppet was laughing, jumping vigorously on his painful body, and kept poking him with the black umbrella in his hand.

The owner of the puppet sat under the parasol in the courtyard, resting his chin in one hand and shaking the wine glass in the other. The tassel earrings were blown by the wind, revealing a golden luster in the sun.

After a while, the priest in red had taken in more air and released less air, so he put down his wine glass and stood up slowly, walked to him with an umbrella, bent down to look at him, and said with a smile: "Now you know that you have offended me." Is it over?"

"You, Aesop...don't be too rampant...the bishop will not let you go, cough, cough..." The red priest opened his eyes with difficulty, and said intermittently: "You are obviously rebelling by doing this! "

Aesop was laughing, "I was originally Aesop the Rebel, wasn't I?"

"You, you will be punished..."

"So what? Did I warn you not to interfere with my actions, because of you, all my plans were disrupted. Assassinate the Grand Duke? You thought you killed him, and supported the prince whose brain was only as big as the tip of a needle Can your Highness control Frank in the palm of your hand? How terrible is stupidity, it can make you do it under the nose of Roger Reed and make such a joke."

The priest in red was gasping for breath, unable to speak.

Aesop continued: "I know your plan. You know that my experiment was successful, so you want to take the credit in advance, so that you can get it on your own head, right? I know that you people have always Treat me as a heretic, and even want to get rid of me, the bishop has already told me, let me not care about you."

"But why don't you listen?" Aesop was puzzled, and his smile became more surly. The tip of the umbrella was on the red priest's heart, and as long as he moved, he could pierce the other's heart.

Life and death are only in his mind.

"If you, kill, kill me... the bishop will not let you go!" The red priest was going crazy, his red eyes were fixed on Aesop, with hatred and fear, "Aesop, sooner or later you will be crucified!"

"I hate people threatening me the most." Aesop passed the umbrella tip forward, and the red priest curled up in pain, screaming.However, at this moment, Aesop suddenly turned around.

"Roger Reed." He pronounced the name.

so annoying.

It's just haunting.

At the same time, Tang Cuo took Baz into the depths of the passage.They turned a few corners, and slowly walked further and further away, and the surrounding temperature gradually dropped.

But Tang Cuo kept remembering the path he had traveled, and there was an automatically generated map in his mind. If he drew the map correctly, they were still going around the Baiye District.

Ten minutes later, the four came near the church.

Tang Cuo remained calm, pretending that he didn't see anything, and asked with a frown, "Where are you taking us?"

"You will know when we get there. Be patient, we have to walk for a while." The magician walked ahead, and the further he walked, the faster his pace.Although this speed increase is not obvious, it can't be hidden from Tang Cuo's eyes.

It was a dead end, with a solid wall ahead.As the magician approached, a passage appeared unsurprisingly on the right wall.

This is generally the same as the previous situation, the passage always appears suddenly like this.But now this position made Tang Cuo alert. This place is almost directly under the church. Are they really still some distance away from their destination when they come here?

Or is the destination ahead, and the magician is lying?

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo quietly opened the skill panel and took a look. He glanced at the Nightingale ring on his hand from the corner of his eye, thinking about it.

He stopped, turned his head to look at the swordsman following behind, and said coldly: "Go ahead."

The swordsman frowned, "Don't play any more tricks, we have already shown enough sincerity to bring you here."

Tang Cuo ignored it, and directly tightened the sword in his hand.Buzz suffered from the pain, and his face became paler and paler.

The swordsman's face darkened, but he still remembered the instructions from his superiors, so he had no choice but to walk forward as Tang Cuo said.The magician exchanged a look with him, and the sternness in his eyes flashed past.

At this time, Buzz was almost numb from fright.He stared wide-eyed at everything in front of him, the wound on his neck was still bleeding, pain became his only way to stay awake.

By the way, he still believed in Theodore.

He told himself over and over again that Theodore would not harm him, so he walked forward boldly.

Just at this moment, Tang Cuo's deliberately lowered voice sounded in his ears, "As soon as I let go later, you run back."

Hearing this, Baz wanted to answer, but Tang Cuo's warning voice stopped him immediately, "Don't move, don't say anything."

Buzz closed his mouth tightly, not daring to move.

Tang Cuo looked forward again, his eyes were cold.

The magician had already stepped into the passage, and the swordsman had already stood at the entrance of the passage. From Tang Cuo's perspective, he couldn't see what was going on inside the passage.

"What's the matter with you? We're almost there?" the magician reminded him.

"How do I know if there is an ambush ahead?" Tang Cuo said.

"If we were going to do it, we would have done it long ago, not to mention—" the magician looked at Buzz, "he's still in your hand, isn't he? You are the most special knight I have ever seen, who dared to use his companion's Threatening the life of the enemy. Don't worry, my companions will never be like you."

Tang Cuo was silent for a moment, and then he led Buzz forward.

Seeing him following, the magician and swordsman continued to move forward. Soon, Tang Cuo reached the entrance of the passage.And at this moment, he suddenly let go and pushed Buzz back.

Buzz kept Tang Cuo's words in mind, he didn't dare to look forward at all, and ran away.But at the moment when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the densely packed figures in that passage, and the gorgeous light of the magic circle layered upon layer.

His heart jumped violently, and he tried his best to restrain the impulse, so he didn't look back at Tang Cuo.

But Tang Cuo just raised his hand.

"Boom—" The nightingale ring shone brightly, and a torrent of magic rushed into the passage, sweeping towards the astonished eyes of the magician and others.In an instant, the brilliance of the moon covered up the light of all the magic circles.

Whether it's the red of fire or the blue of water, they all vanish into nothingness under the graceful moonlight.Those densely packed figures returned to dust before they could even utter screams and exclamations.

Moonlight tides.

Tang Cuo never intended to pretend to be an undercover agent. It was Jin Cheng who had the acting personality, not him. He had always been a warrior who liked to slash people with a knife.

The cooldown of the moonlight tide is 24 hours. 24 hours ago, Tang Cuo escorted the Grand Duke through the tunnel and used it for the first time. After 24 hours, the cooldown ends, and he also happens to be in the tunnel.

perfect.

"Theodore?" Buzz heard that there was no movement here, and called him cautiously from a long distance.

"Wait a little longer." Tang Cuo was not sure if there were any enemies in the passage, so he held his sword to explore the way first.Facts have proved that all the enemies inside may have come to this passage to block him, and he didn't meet any of them after walking for a few minutes.

At the end of the passage is an open circular chamber.Paved with black bricks, one after another magic lamps illuminate the place brightly, and its entire ground is a huge magic circle.

There is a high platform in the center of the magic circle, and a person is lying quietly on the high platform.

Tang Cuo took a closer look, and based on her attire and appearance, he had reason to suspect that this was the Lisa that Jin Cheng met in the side mission.Before she died, she left a letter to Pastor Peter.

Looking around, there are many iron cages stacked around the wall.There is a corpse in every iron cage, stiff, about to rot, and alive for no reason, pale and growling like a zombie.

Is this what the magician said, the eternal life bestowed by the immortal king?

This undead king is probably not a necromancer.Tang Cuo thought.

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Aesop: Jumping repeatedly on the verge of rebellion.