"how could I know?"

After observing carefully, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his temples painfully.

"Emmm...they didn't leave any marks..."

"Then what's there to worry about? Just choose one!"

Following Su Lingyi's command, the young man randomly chose a passage that suited his eyes and rushed in, only to find that the tunnel was still extending downward.

"Where did he get the manpower to dig out such a huge underground mystery..."

The muttering to himself stopped abruptly. Thinking of those deformed and twisted ghouls, Zhao Yinshun felt a trace of evil fire in his heart.

Once upon a time, they were all Damin people, right?

In other words, the number of people Jack Jory secretly murdered is probably far beyond everyone's imagination!

It's just that under the cover of Su Mingwei, these scattered disappearance cases did not attract people's attention...

Grinding his teeth, Zhao Yinshun involuntarily quickened his pace, his figure flickering like an afterimage in the dark tunnel.

At the same time, the two diligently practicing "multiple selves" in the sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly stopped moving, quietly melted and returned, and all the power was reunited in the main consciousness!

Zhao Yinshun's dark eyes once again lit up with tiny divine light, as if there were stars flowing in his pupils, releasing a terrible sense of oppression.

"Huh?"

Raising her head suddenly, Su Lingyi stared at the young man's chin for a moment, feeling that the stupid junior brother suddenly "woke up"!

Taking a deep breath, a mysterious energy was compressed and brewed in the body and soul. Zhao Yinshun looked straight into the depths of the tunnel, with a sinister smile on his lips.

Not far away from him, Iris was squatting on the ground, looking solemnly at the "film carpet" covered with flesh and veins.

"It's [Dark Holy Egg]. He wants to create a mythical demon and then devour it to replace his personal bloodline?"

Standing up, Iris looked into the darkness and murmured to herself in disbelief.

"It is very likely that the blood of the Demon King purified through the secret ritual of [The Relative Eater] is the promotion material that all cultists dream of!"

Nelson Craigie also had a solemn look in his eyes, and in his heart he regretted coming to this muddy water!

How great it would be for me to save some depraved children in Lanzhou Prefecture!

Why do you have to face a mythical demon with this little girl?

"Then we can't let him get his wish. Even if we sacrifice our lives, we have to prevent the completion of the ceremony!"

Taking off the huge cross sword, Iris looked firmly into the void, and golden threads drilled out from the depths of her pupils, gradually dyeing her eyes into pure gold.

Nelson Craigie followed her with a bitter look on his face, crossing himself painfully.

Lord, just sacrifice her alone. This is her personal behavior. Don’t take me with you!

Damn it!

Let this archbishop be whoever he loves from now on...

I just want to go back alive and save those lost little lambs!

As the two of them went deeper, the flesh and blood on the tunnel walls became thicker and thicker, the blood vessels and meridians like tree roots wriggled rhythmically, and the smelly acidic corrosive gas filled the tip of their noses, as if they had entered the body of some monster.

"Sir Nelson, can you tell which demon king this is from?"

Looking around, Iris frowned heavily.

"We have entered its territory and my perception has been disturbed."

Nelson Craigie looked around and shook his head bitterly.

Anyway, it’s great!

"In my opinion, it's probably [jealousy]."

Nelson Craigie was startled and looked around again. The more he looked, the more they looked like each other.

"Leviathan?!"

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Chapter completed!