"I spent seven years here. Although life was monotonous, it was very peaceful." Aifelar introduced his memories here to Xu Yichen along the way: "This place is far away from the center of nuns' rights, and the clerical nuns in the monastery are obsessed with the secrets of chaos and are very tolerant of us."

It’s a pity that there is no slight peace here now, even the plants outside the monastery are twisted in all kinds of weird appearances.

The temple monastery looks dilapidated from the outside, with deformed plants huddled along the gaps of the building, with a large number of blasphemy symbols and evil signs adorned on the gates of the monastery.

After that incident, Ephiral lived here alone for a long time. Her psychic power protected her and allowed her to avoid all possible dangers, but it was still not a pleasant memory.

However, at least in that memory, the entire monastery had not so many blasphemy except for the sisters whose basements were sewn together, and the environment of the entire island had not been alienated to such an extent.

Aifelar could sense that a large number of corrupt creatures on the island were active in the dark. Because of Xu Yichen, those strange creatures were like frightened birds, fleeing far to the other end of the island, as far away as possible.

Xu Yichen's projection on the sea of ​​psychic energy is like a burning flame giant. Wherever he passes, all the ghosts and monsters that cannot dodge will turn into ashes.

The nuns who converted to Slaanes in the monastery were just a group of incompetent worshippers. The few who awakened their spiritual talents were also because Xu Yichen's spiritual energy projection was too huge and he did not realize that he was in the shadow of the other party.

Aifelar couldn't help but smile bitterly. In order to come back to complete revenge, she curbed her psychic energy in the black tower, trained her spirit, and restrained her desires all year round. In the end, the enemy she once thought was invincible was completely ineligible.

Xu Yichen and the witch arrived at the entrance of the monastery like an outing, without any trouble.

Based on the special duties of the Temple Monastery, the gate of the monastery is made of pure metal, and symbols representing purity, exorcism and other meanings are engraved with complex dark patterns. However, now it has been completely covered with blood, and the corrupters have redrawn symbols symbols symbolizing smearia on the dirt.

Before the tragedy that affected the entire monastery had happened, the gate required four combat nuns to operate the winch at the same time to open.

Now, Xu Yichen opened his broad arms and directly pushed the door open with brute force. The rusted door shaft rustled due to lack of maintenance let out a harsh scream, which then deformed and broke, but could not stop the brute force of the door pusher.

When the door was pushed open, Xu Yichen was greeted with dense crossbow arrows. In the small square at the door, a small team of fallen nuns vented their anger with their only ranged weapons.

The crossbow arrows were decorated with human skin, and accompanied by the user's excitement, constantly wailing, causing the crossbow arrows to be accompanied by curses that can harm the soul.

Xu Yichen protected the witch behind him, raised an arm to block it, and the crossbow arrows hit the armor with crackling sounds, just like a child provoking a fully armed knight with stones.

Alder French Seal!

Xu Yichen opened his hand and slapped forward. The degenerate nun's formation seemed to be stepped on by a giant. Half of the people turned into flesh and mud, and the nuns near the edge flew in a huge impact, either hitting the wall or rolling on the ground for dozens of times before stopping.

"They are sisters of the Blood Rose Monastery." As a nun who grew up in the monastery, Ephiral only needs to look at the marks on the pieces of nuns' armor to know where they came from: "The people of us who are specially used to clean up the fallen people, they must have been lured here by those mages and eventually corrupted by the evil here."

"The reason for corruption is not important, Aifeilar." Xu Yichen advanced along the original speed and used his psychic energy to kill the injured: "This world is on the verge of corruption, and we cannot save them. Death is the greatest forgiveness."

"I understand, I just feel sorry for their fate." Aifelal sighed: "It is my fault that they become like this. I promised my tortured sisters to keep the secrets here. They don't want anyone to come here to become victims, but I broke my promise and I can't deceive the Witch King."

"Don't let Chaos take advantage of your guilt." Xu Yichen pulled out his [War Disaster] sword and smashed through a wall. He saw the ugly soul behind the strong wave in the sea of ​​psychic energy. Obstacles in the material world could not stop his perception.

The one-eyed nun behind the wall screamed and fled to the depths of the monastery. She kept using the power of her psychic energy to speed herself up, but the psychic lightning behind her caught up with her at a speed far beyond her, and instantly took her life away.

Unless it is necessary, Xu Yichen will not torture his enemies.

Xu Yichen made a gesture of inviting Efilar, and the two walked into the interior of the monastery from the broken wall.

"This is the Great Hall, and the gate to the Great Hall is only twenty meters away from the place where you open the hole." Efilar said in a subtle voice.

"Sorry, I'm more used to walking straight lines." Xu Yichen responded with an apology smile.

Deep in the monastery, the ‘Master Balls’ are discussing how to deal with the accident that happened here.

"The big demon who signed a contract with us has run away."

"Indeed, it ran away and threw everything here, so we were in trouble."

"No matter what comes, it scared away a big demon. If I hadn't been fixed on a dull orb, I would have run as fast as I could!"

"The question is what solutions do we have now?"

"We can release a teleportation spell, go to the black soil, or go to the old continent."

"Are you crazy? Can't you feel the fluctuations in the Psychic Sea? It's almost boiling here! Our spells can't be done at all."

"surrender?"

"What kind of enemy will accept our surrender? It's impossible, a fire is our final outcome."

"What flame? Yellow or blue?" Donald, who was half-crazy in the mage ball, interrupted vaguely: "I like silver flames, I have seen them in my dreams..."

"Give us aside, Donald, let us be quiet while we are not burned to death!"

The souls of other mages were clamoring and wanted to discuss a way to survive, but Donald was the strongest of these mages. When he started to think about it, the collective consciousness of the entire mage ball began to deflect.
Chapter completed!