Chapter 1310 The Church of Witches (Third Update)

Before entering the third realm, even those who knew the truth had no idea that the reality that awaited them next would be so cruel.

It wasn't until a long time ago that some people suddenly realized that they were just cannon fodder.

They were abandoned.

But human beings are like this. They will always find a glimmer of brilliance to strengthen themselves in worrying about gains and losses.

There will always be a few people, like the sun, emitting dazzling light, guiding you, leading you, and thus breaking through your desires.

Faith is undoubtedly the most terrifying power that humans are born with.

Although it cannot be invincible, it can make people fearless of death. The most frightening thing is that it can be passed down and accumulated.

The first batch of spiritual leaders died, and what ushered in was not the destruction of faith, but the birth of new spiritual leaders.

This goes on and on and on and on and on and on.

More than thirty people are scattered throughout this mountain stream. Some of them are leaning on the blood-smelling rocks, like frogs at the bottom of a well. They raise their heads and look through the eye-like gap above, trying to penetrate and rise above. The ghost spirit.

There were also three or five people sitting together, chatting with each other with numb faces, but as they chatted, they all fell into silence.

Of course, there are also some people sitting together in pairs, drinking happily.

Long before they entered the third domain, enough food to last them for three years was transported here.

As more and more people died, food was undoubtedly left behind.

“Who are we drinking for this time?

We have already paid our respects to everyone who deserves our respect. "

An old man with thick golden hair raised a wine glass and asked the old man sitting opposite him.

The old man thought for a while, then looked at the people not far away, and then said solemnly:

"To those of us who are still alive."

"No, no, no, I don't think we deserve to be respected as people."

The blond old man shook his head and did not agree with this view.

Hearing his words, the old man sitting opposite him suddenly cursed angrily:

"Hawkins, if you think the reason I gave you for drinking is not good, just go ahead and find it, and always let me find it. After searching, you still don't agree. Do you think I, Xia Chun, have a good temper?"

"Lao Xia, don't be so excited. You should listen to me and tell me the reasons for my objection."

"No one listens, so just drink and find some excuse."

After Xia Chun finished speaking, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

After drinking, he grinned and said:

"I don't like drinking your foreign wine, it smells like stinky feet."

“You said I can, but not insult our culture.

The wine in your second domain is not that good either. "

After hearing this, Hawkins also lost his face and made a serious statement.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to say anything to you lunatic. Just look at the rest of us. Who else is drinking with you besides me?"

"Dead people can't drink," Hawkins emphasized.

"Really? Go over and tell them face to face that they are dead and see if they beat you."

"I mean their hearts are dead."

“It’s not that they are dead-hearted, they are thinking about how to live tomorrow, how to live the day after tomorrow, and how to live the day after tomorrow.

I would say that you foreign friends just like to speculate. "

"Lao Xia, am I right?

In the second domain and the foreign domain, an army of ten thousand people came here, and in the end only about 30 of us were left.

And we did not win. You can see that the passage is spreading bit by bit, clearly heading towards the second domain. The other world is still brewing for a more crazy invasion.

Since this day will come sooner or later, what is the point of our entry?

Why don't we spend time with our families and sleep with beautiful and energetic girls? "

“Our mission is to stop the ghosts until the third domain is reopened.

This is God's command.

Don’t you all believe in God? "

"But this thing doesn't make sense."

"The distinction is illogical. Does it make sense now?

Why not talk about your favorite young and energetic girl. "

After Xia Chun finished speaking with some melancholy, he filled another glass and drank it again.

Upon seeing this, Hawkins also filled a glass, but he held it in his hand and did not drink it immediately. Instead, he said to Xia Chun:

"Lao Xia, give me another reason to drink."

"I asked you, are you going to suffer from Alzheimer's disease? If you drink, just drink. For whatever bullshit reason you want, drink if you like or not!"

"Lao Xia, I think you are very incompetent and disrespectful of your friends. You should have rejected me like this."

"I'm worried right now, don't wait for me to explode."

"Okay, let's have a drink for the trouble."

"Old Huang Maozi, thank me for killing you with a forbidden spell!"

Xia Chun was a little embarrassed by Hawkins.

"You have forbidden spells, and I also have soul bombing. The most we can do is one or the other.

But it doesn't matter if I die, I don't have any family anyway, but Lao Xia, you still have one.

How about we talk about your grandson. "

"That little kid has nothing to talk about. I don't know if he's dead now."

"Isn't he your grandson?"

"Fart, it's not my grandson but your grandson?"

"Then why did you curse him."

"My grandson, I can say whatever I want, it's none of your business."

"Lao Xia, I think you are in danger now. How about I show you your soul to see if it has been infected by ghost energy."

"I am an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner myself, so I don't need you."

When Xia Chun said this, he suddenly became weak, and then said to Hawkins:

"Lao Huo, let me tell you the truth, I really hope I die here."

"Why?"

“Because I don’t know how to face my grandson.

As a grandfather, I can't even protect him, and I'm still here protecting the fucking world.

Just thinking about it makes my old face feel hot and painful. "

"How is your son? Why haven't I heard you talk about him?"

"I don't have a son! Don't mention him to me!"

After hearing Hawkins mention his son, Xia Chun walked away angrily and stopped talking to him.

On the other side, two people were carrying a cloth bag each, picking up pieces of human corpses on the ground.

"Are you sure that just the two of us can pick it up?"

One of them stopped and said after picking up a few pieces.

"Let them return to their roots as much as possible. I hope someone will do the same to us after we die."

After saying that, both of them looked blankly into the distance and became silent.

That's the direction of home, but I don't know when the door to my hometown will open.

At the same time, in a foreign land, the city of Vail.

There is one Witch Church in the five major cities, and its predecessor was the exorcism temple of the Exorcist Guild.

Under every exorcism temple, there is a body of ghosts and gods sealed in dust.

With the rise of the Ministry of Witchcraft and God and the decline of the Exorcist Guild, this exorcism temple became today's Church of Witches.