Haven't asked for the exit yet.

Space is turned upside down.

A huge castle appeared in front of Mu Fan.

It was vaguely able to tell that it was indeed the castle that looked very good.

"It doesn't look like it. The castle I went to was full of obsidian. I don't know what material this one is, but it is definitely not obsidian."

Mu Fan, who was in a deep night, touched the surface of the castle and murmured to himself.

A funeral seems to be held in this castle.

A black funeral, everyone was wearing black clothes and a bouquet of flowers, either black or white.

There are adults and children, and their expressions are extremely sad.

A little boy was lying there quietly in the crystal coffin, his face pale. It seemed that he was the protagonist of the funeral.

When he felt that everyone could not find him, Mu Fan quietly observed the little boy.

There was no wound on his body, but there was a strange energy, which seemed to be the sacred land of light burning his soul.

Moreover, after observing everyone around, the men's faces were extremely similar, and it is not difficult to see that this is a huge family.

What's going on? Is it necessary to absorb the soul of the funeral?

This little guy's soul doesn't look strong, and how could it be useful for the resentment of witch spirits when he is swallowed?

Mu Fan shook his head and began to listen carefully to some of the discussions around him.

Through the eulogy and the discussions around, Mu Fan gradually clarified his ideas.

It turns out that this is a family that believes in the Holy Light. To be precise, the family lived in this fortress for generations, and everyone believes in the Holy Light.

But one day, the Lord of the Holy Temple in the distance forced the little boy away. When he was sent back, he was already a cold body.

There was no reason, no apology and thanks, but I just threw the child in front of the castle like throwing a sack.

According to the old patriarch's multi-faceted inquiry, he got a little information. He recognized the wrong person and mistakenly thought that he had an affair with the abyss. He should have been released long ago, but for some reasons...

The children's parents went crazy, and the holy light broke before their eyes at that moment.

Everyone in the family attended the funeral.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe came in.

"Your family has an affair with the abyss, and I need to investigate you one by one."

A simple sentence makes everyone excited.

The old patriarch rushed out with a crutch, looking angry: "We have respected the holy light for generations, how can we have an affair with the abyss?"

The man in white robe didn't listen at all, and waved his hand directly. A group of white robe knights in armor appeared in four weeks, controlling everyone.

Then the men and women separated.

The old and the young are separated.

Under this pressure, everyone remained silent. The men were pulled out of the castle by them and slowly reached a deep pit.

“Down all.”

The white-robed paladin said that the language was extremely cold and had no emotions.

"We did not make any mistakes, why did we get into a trap?"

One of the men argued that they were stabbed into the chest with a sword, and then the white-robed knight waved his hand, and a long shadow sword pierced through the chest.

The men who originally wore mourning clothes to hold funerals for their tribe members roared one by one and were pushed into the pit.

None of them are spared.

These knights were like doing something trivial, rubbing their blood and leaving.

The inside of the castle is even more tragic.

The paladins and the man in white robe who were caught off guard started a massacre against the people who were powerless.

Even the boy who is less than one year old has not let him go.

The old patriarch looked at the middle-aged man fiercely and knelt under the Holy Light Group. It was a huge cross with a white-haired man hanging his skull and nailed his nails in front of him.

"O Holy Light, save your most faithful believer."

And the holy light seemed to understand his summons. A holy light appeared at the top of the entire castle. Everyone stopped. The old man's tribe members thought they were saved, so they hurriedly rolled over and crawled to the old man.

"Thank you for the Holy Light, thank you for the Holy Light."

The old man was so excited that he could not express his words. He knocked his head out of blood and wrote it first, spreading down the steps, and integrating with the blood of his tribesmen.

Mu Fan's face changed.

Meeting the Holy Light is not a meaning of salvation, but expulsion.

Mu Fan clearly felt the expulsion from the holy light, but he couldn't help at all.

He could only be a bystander and watched the group of people being lifted from the altar by the holy light.

The middle-aged man in white robe has become a middle-aged man in blood robe, and he smiled grimly as he looked at the old patriarch who was swept down by the holy light:

"The Holy Light has abandoned you long ago. If you want to blame, you can only blame your talent for being too good. A holy son-level figure appeared."

"Do you know how that child died? He was a broken meridian, and everything could be seen on the surface, but the holy light had destroyed all his meridians."

Before the old man could rush forward angrily.

A spear penetrated his chest.

The old patriarch held the gun handle with unwillingness, and it may not be able to stop the passage of life.

The massacre continues, and screams and howls appear even more sad in the mouths of the elderly, young, women and children.

Blood splattered in the coffin.

A huge air is condensing.

It seemed that after the coffin broke, a resentment appeared.

"Here, come, I'm sure, I can't even die from the meridians. Now he finally draws out his soul."

The burning golden soul floated in the void. When you look closely, it was the child's soul.

There is also a holy fire above, which is constantly burning the soul.

"Catch the soul." The middle-aged man in white robe waved his hand and his paladins surrounded him.

The middle-aged man in white robe stared at his soul: "Don't let the torch burn the soul away, then we will come here in vain."

The Paladins set up a huge net from somewhere, and it seemed that they wanted to capture this soul directly.

Just as they were using a golden net to take away the soul, the soul suddenly opened, and the sacred fire burning around the net, the golden net was burned to pieces.

"It's indeed the Holy Son. Change the Mercury Net, don't care about his injuries." The middle-aged man in white robe was amazed behind and ordered.

The Paladins took out another bottle of strange liquid, which should be mercury.

Splashed mercury in the sky and supported a net with their weapons, which rushed towards the soul again.

The holy fire of light next to the golden soul once again came forward, but this time the silver net was not swallowed up.

Just as the silver net was about to touch the golden soul, a black energy exploded from the roof.
Chapter completed!