The surrounding plants withered, the square became dilapidated, with bloody feathers scattered on the ground, and the figure with his back facing him was kneeling on the ground, his body shaking, and something seemed to be tearing from his mouth?

The white church became mottled, and large stains and cracks appeared on the surface of the wall, and vines as thick as blood-red fingers in the gaps.

Dangdangdang.

The dull bell kept ringing, and the sound penetrated the eardrum and penetrated deep into the brain, making people feel irritated.

Sigmun walked forward, and the figure kneeling on the ground seemed to have not heard the movement behind him until Sigmun passed by the other party.

At this moment, the figure suddenly rose like a wild beast, with his jaw wide open, and his protruding eyes were full of madness.

Bang!

He kicked it casually, his collarbone shattered, and his beast-like figure flew out nearly ten meters away and fell to the ground without rest. The next second, the other party's body turned into a wisp of black smoke, and was plucked into the depths of the church.

Walking forward, Sigmun arrived at the gray-black Corrupt Church. The steps were covered with fallen leaves, and the passage behind the main entrance seemed to lead to the underground abyss.

The horse's hooves were brisk, and two horses pulled the carriage to Sigmun, took out the weapon from the carriage and carried it on their bodies.

This is the edge of the nightmare of Red Neck, which is equivalent to a strange spiritual world. Normally, Sigmun's weapons cannot appear as a spiritual carrier.

But with the transformation of the Nightmare Carriage, Sigmun could actually make his weapon appear on the edge of others' nightmare.

Holding a gun in his left hand and a guard in his right hand, he walked into the black passage.

I heard a low and vague whisper, the passage was not completely dark, and rows of exquisite murals hung on the wall next to me.

He saw the birth of a child, baptism, growth and study in a country that believed in the goddess of dawn, and then naturally became a clergyman.

The child grew up, completed enlightenment, and became an extraordinary person. As his strength improved, he began to gradually get in touch with the truth of the world.

The darkness before the dawn is so pure that there is too much evil hidden in places where the dawn cannot shine.

Faith collapsed. Faced with all this, a devout believer looked at his heart for the first time, and two paths appeared before his eyes.

It is unconditional belief.

Still stay awake and go crazy.

He chose the third way, completely closed his heart, and before he thought about this problem, he allowed his body to live like a walking corpse.

Seeing all this, Sigmun also guessed the cause of the incident.

Before this, he had been exposed to many extraordinary out-of-control events, Bennett's hysteria, Albert's struggles of desires, and Babro, who was eroded by evil forces.

But the person in front of me is different from them.

He is sober and crazy.

Because his loss of control did not come from the accumulation of his own negative emotions, but the light of pursuit that he had always believed in was extinguished.

That is the collapse of faith.

Walking through the long dark corridor, what appeared in front of Sigmund was a standard church of the goddess of dawn. A man in a torn red robe knelt on the ground. No, it was not a red robe, but a white robe stained with blood.

The chaotic whispers that Sigmun heard before came from the man in front of him.

He knelt on the ground, his back was exposed, and raised his hand. With the sound of friction, the bone whip slapped his back, and blood and flesh splattered out the thick white bones.

One exhale and one inhale.

The injury on the spine was slowly merged, and the next round of slap came. After this repeated, the man was always in extreme pain.

On the floor beside him was a large pile of long whips made of various materials, densely packed with amazing numbers.

In front of the man stood a stone statue of the Goddess of Morning. Like an ordinary church, the Goddess of Morning was blurred, but the original position of his eyes was chiseled through, and turbid blood oozed out from it.

"Dawn, faith, light..."

The man muttered in a low voice, sometimes happy and sometimes painful, but more confused.

The oracle church in this world is completely different from the religious organizations in Sigmon's previous memory.

In the final analysis, this is a powerful extraordinary organization, and extraordinary represents the trampling and destruction of rules. What they believe in is not a certain noble concept, but a... God.

Gods really exist in this world.

As if he heard the footsteps behind him, the man stopped destroying himself. He slowly turned around and showed a strange face.

My face was crazy, but my eyes were as calm as a lake.

Red Neck Tep.

Who would have thought that it was himself who caused the red neck to lose control.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my world?"

"Go out, get out of here. I'm not ready yet. I'm not ready to spread the goddess's glory..."

"You can't do it." Sigmun sighed.

"No, it's because my heart is not calm enough, I haven't figured it out yet!" He knocked his head hard, and a half-cut candlestick appeared in his red neck's hand. He used force hard, and the sharp tip on the candlestick pierced the temple and nailed it deep into his brain.

"I need to calm down, get out and don't bother me!"

"Since you have realized the mistakes of the church, why not correct them? Should you believe in the God given to you by others, or the God that belongs to you in your heart?" Sigmun asked word by word before red neck.

"I said it, get out!" Red Neck was stunned at first, but then the last trace of clarity in his eyes completely disappeared. His body suddenly swelled to three meters high, and the blood-colored robe behind him turned into a skin like a membrane.

After shaking slightly, the blood beads on it hit Sigmun like bullets.

Sigmun took a half step back, and while completing the hardening, he swung his right hand lightly, and the cane transformed into a long whip form, pressing against the ground and walking behind the red neck. At the same time, he raised his left hand and his spiritual power flew into the rose pattern.

The blue rose roared angrily, and the bullets infused with spiritual power tear apart the defense of Red Neck's body, and created two deep pits in his chest.

It hurts! It hurts!

He let out a scream, and at the same time, there was a dense impact on Sigmun's body surface.

Wow!

Red Neck screamed strangely and raised his hand to slap Sigmun at Sigmun, but before Sigmun could react, a severe pain came from his body and his whole body was slapped out by violent force.

"What's going on? His attack... isn't right. It's not his attack, it's something wrong with my perception."

【Sensation Shackle】

Put spiritual shackles on the target and reduce its perception of the outside world, including but not limited to hearing, vision, smell and prediction of danger.

"Yes, this guy's out of control is completely different from others, calmness and madness coexist, so most of the abilities of the spiritual mentor can be used normally."

"It's really difficult!"

While thinking, because of the dullness in perception and misleading the senses, Sigmun made a mistake in judgment again and was repeatedly slapped on his body by the attack of the red neck.

The hardening defense on the surface of the body has reached the brink of collapse.

"Since that's the case, I can only try to make you really go crazy."

【ignite】

Suddenly, the mental shackles disappeared, and the red-necked body stiffened. He struggled to release a dispersion to himself, and Sigmun had already completed the accumulation of energy.

The power of the ancient god was activated, and the blood mist of blood poured into the blue rose pattern.

Bang!
Chapter completed!