Chapter 111: Attacking the Small Temple, the Light of Career Upgrade

"Qi Sui, is there something wrong inside?"

Gu Xiyue didn't dwell on the previous question for too long. She followed Qi Sui's gaze and looked at the quiet castle.

In the dark night, it was like a ferocious beast entrenched in the wilderness, ready to devour anyone at any time.

"It smells like blood!"

Qi Sui's nose twitched a few times.

Gu Xiyue's pretty face was full of doubts. She also followed suit and twitched her nose a few times, but there was no smell of blood. All she could smell was the fragrance of the grass and trees in the manor, and... the smell of Qi Sui beside her.

Qi Sui didn't explain much.

He looked around and luckily found a few dandelions in a corner. He then raised one of them and blew it in the direction of the castle.

Driven by the evening breeze, the snow-white fluff successfully passed through the windows and the gaps in the door into the castle.

Then, Qi Sui closed his eyes and attached his spiritual power to these fluffs, just like the eyes growing outside his body, which could spy on the scenes happening in the castle.

Gu Xiyue's pretty face was even more puzzled. After a little thought, she also raised a dandelion and blew gently at the castle, and then closed her eyes in a serious manner.

Compared with the darkness in the girl's eyes, Qi Sui's vision gradually became brighter.

The interior of the castle is spacious.

There are two lighting methods: lights and candles.

The overall decoration is retro style, and ancient objects can be seen everywhere. Among these objects, there are also some mysterious runes engraved with strange patterns, and the patterns outlined are contrary to normal people's perception.

Just one more look will give people some nausea and discomfort.

The floor is covered with carpets, which are completely red, but this red is a bit unusually dazzling, as if it was soaked in blood.

The whole castle is divided into two floors.

There are about forty people on the lower floor.

Men, women, old people, and children can all see it.

They are dressed in different clothes, but without exception, they all kneel on the ground, with pious expressions on their faces, muttering something in their mouths, as if they are in a state of madness.

There are only eleven people on the second floor of the castle.

They are all wearing bright red robes, decorated with various bone-like objects as mysterious decorations, and they all kneel on the ground, doing the same actions as the fanatical believers on the first floor.

The difference is that there is a very faint scarlet breath around them.

They call this breath the "power of God" bestowed by the God of Flesh and Blood.

Looking deeper into the second floor, there is a quiet and dark corridor, which seems to lead to an unknown area.

Qi Sui still wants to use his mental power to control Dandelion to continue flying into the corridor, but there seems to be an invisible aura outside the corridor, making it difficult to break through. He can only vaguely see a sculpture-like object by the weak candlelight inside.

After several failed attempts, he had no choice but to continue to float the dandelion fluff in the direction of the bloody smell.

This is a dark room on the second floor.

The dark room is more than 1,000 square meters, and the innermost is a super-large cage. More than 30 ordinary people who have just been captured are imprisoned in it like livestock. Lu Xin's slightly panicked and helpless face is also in it, kneeling and collapsing on the ground.

In the center of the dark room is a small altar.

The altar is similar to the one in Qinhai City. It is also cast with strange red and black materials, and a sharp black strip is inserted on it.

It doesn't look like a broken bone, but more like a broken claw of some monster!

At this time, the picture fed back by the dandelion showed that there were two burly middle-aged strong men in the dark room.

They joined forces to throw one of the unlucky guys who was picked first into the sharp broken claw.

The broken claw pierced through his chest.

A strange scene appeared.

The man's flesh and blood body collapsed at a very fast speed, and the black broken claws showed dense and dazzling red veins, as if they were alive, devouring the man's flesh and blood.

A few seconds later, the 1.8-meter-tall, 200-jin strong man's flesh and blood were gone, leaving only a thin layer of skin, and his face still had resentment and fear.

At the same time, the fanatical believers who were worshiping in the castle seemed to have been injected with some wonderful drugs, and their faces showed morbid joy.

The strong man in the dark room was very efficient.

They opened the cage door again and reached in.

These ordinary people were terrified and could only dodge backwards. In the chaos, Lu Xin, who was the smallest and thinnest, was squeezed to the front, and then the strong man took advantage of the situation to grab her by the neck and lifted her up.

"Hey, where did the fluff come from? Is there wind in the room?"

The burly man touched his neck, with a puzzled expression on his face. He looked around and found no accidents, so he took Lu Xin to the altar.

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We can’t delay any longer!

“Sister, I’ll go in first to attract the attention inside, and then you go directly to the dark room on the second floor and rescue Lu Xin!”

Qi Sui simply drew a few strokes of the map in the mud.

Gu Xiyue looked surprised, but didn't ask any more questions. She just memorized the distribution of the rooms silently.

"Then now, shoot arrows at the two positions on the upper left and right corners of the castle gate!"

Looking in the direction pointed by Qi Sui, there seemed to be two tiny objects there, which were completely integrated with the night. If you don't look carefully, it's easy to ignore them.

This is an ultra-high frequency laser pulse transmitter.

In Qi Sui's simulation just now, he was shot through the chest as soon as he walked to the door, and his health was almost zeroed.

"Okay!"

Gu Xiyue put two arrows on the string at the same time.

Her muscles were tense, and her body was like a bow that was pulled open. When the power was accumulated to the extreme, the crisp sound of the string burst under the night.

The two arrows were like two black lightnings that cut through the night sky, accurately splitting the two transmitters.

"Good archery!"

Qi Sui gave her a thumbs up, and after confirming that it was safe, he rushed out like a fierce and agile cheetah, and before anyone could react, he used brute force to force the castle gate to break through.

He calmly patted the dust off his clothes, then smiled and waved to all the fanatical believers in the hall who were startled and looked over.

"Um, hello, everyone, excuse me first!"

A middle-aged woman in the hall on the first floor asked sternly: "Who are you and why are you here? Can you bear the responsibility of disturbing the Lord God?"

Others were also full of anger.

They spent a lot of money to get a chance to come to the temple to worship the gods.

Before they had time to feel the power of the gods, they were forcibly stopped.

"Well, I'm from the National Security Bureau. I came here to inform everyone that you have been surrounded. Um~ If you don't want to die, all of you should squat down with your heads in your hands."

The young man smiled brightly and spoke in a gentle tone.

But the words he said made all the believers in the field change their faces wildly.

Several missionaries on the second floor looked over, and some of them said in surprise and anger: "It's you! You are still alive!"

"Oh, yes, it's me, we meet again."

Qi Sui looked up and smiled at them.

Some of these missionaries were the ones who attacked him in the Starlight Building, and they hid here after escaping by chance.

At the same time, Gu Xiyue entered through the window like a clever night cat, with her forefoot lightly touching the ground, without making any noise.

While everyone was distracted by Qi Sui, she climbed up to the second floor and entered the secret room.

Seeing this, Qi Sui began to slowly turn his neck, move his wrists and ankles, and his bones made a "crackling" sound. His muscles, which had just fought in the building and had not yet completely cooled down, became hot again.

His eyes were filled with a faint red blood mist.

"Well, I'll count to three seconds. After three seconds, friends who haven't squatted down with their heads in their hands will be...punched to death by me!"

Indeed!

The profession [Berserker Tyrant] gave Qi Sui the bloodthirstiness and desire for fighting from his bones, allowing him to quickly accept the mental discomfort brought by blood.

But with the memory of his previous life, he could barely restrain the murderous intent in his heart.

He was not a person who was willing to kill indiscriminately just because of his strength.

Three seconds was the last chance he left for these believers of the cult to survive.

As long as they were still afraid of death, it meant that they still retained the last bit of humanity.

If the other party continues to be stubborn and is willing to sacrifice his life for the illusory old god, then he doesn't mind fulfilling their wish.

However, Qi Sui is destined to be disappointed.

Believers who are qualified to enter the small temple and worship the gods are absolutely loyal.

After seeing Qi Sui's "heretic" behavior of blaspheming the gods, the fanatical believers in the hall on the first floor rushed over first without caring about the difference in strength between each other, eager to show their loyalty and faith under the attention of the gods.

"Okay, then I, Qi Sui, will do a good deed today and send you to see the god of flesh and blood, Amaimong, so that it won't be lonely in hell!"

Qi Sui's eyes were cold, he laughed grimly, and his moves were merciless.

The fist that was swung out casually exploded the head of an old woman into a bloody mist.

The raised right leg chopped down like a battle axe, smashing a graceful young woman into meat paste.

"Battle settled, killed, weak special energy detected, will be converted into experience points, professional [Berserker Tyrant] experience +20..."

Only 20 points?

It seems that missionaries are the ones who get the most experience!

Qi Sui looked at the second floor, and those people were much more sober. They let these ordinary believers rush up to die, and he quickly cleaned up the various artifacts engraved with strange runes in the castle.

"Want to run?"

He threw two more punches, killing the two middle-aged men who rushed over. The light and shadow of the internal energy appeared on his legs, combined with the strong flesh and blood, bursting out with terrifying jumping power.

The whole person was like a dragon out of the sea, and he jumped to the second-floor hall ten meters away.

"The four of you hold him back, the rest of you take the talisman and evacuate quickly, the National Security Bureau is coming!" The gloomy man with a higher status shouted.

He stared at Qi Sui with murderous eyes, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this face in his mind.

The removal of a small temple was equivalent to the destruction of their decades of hard work in Tianfu City.

If it was in the last era, someone dared to break into the temple of a cult, then no matter how much it cost, they would kill the "heretic" who dared to blaspheme the dignity of God!

But now the times have changed, they have become rats in the gutter, and can only endure humiliation and try to recover losses as much as possible.

These people acted quickly. In just a few dozen seconds, they took away most of the talismans they could take in the castle, and then fled to the outside of the castle.

"Qi Sui, I will remember you. The Oracle will make you pay the price. Your skin will be peeled off and used as a rag to wipe the dust of the statue day and night. Your head will become a sweet sacrifice and be placed on the altar until it rots."

The leading missionary left a harsh word, broke the window and fled into the night.

Qi Sui wanted to stop him, but the four missionaries who came to cut him off were fighting desperately.

His current combat power is probably around the "February" realm, and these four missionaries all have the strength of "January". After detonating the "Power of God", each of them is not much weaker than Qi Sui.

In just a few rounds, he suffered a lot of injuries.

Qi Sui's face was as gloomy as water. He dared not be distracted anymore. He could only fight with the four people with all his strength. The stalemate between them instantly fell into a white-hot state.

Blood and sweat splashed in the air.

But no one noticed that when the blood from Qi Sui's wound rolled onto the carpet, it would be quickly swallowed up and then returned to normal, except that the color of the carpet became more red.

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At this moment, the missionary who had just escaped was knocked back into the castle at a faster speed.

Not only him, but all the other missionaries who had escaped retreated again. Each of them was severely injured, and the talismans in their bags were scattered all over the ground. Their eyes were full of panic, and they were trembling with fear as if a disaster was about to happen.

"It's over, it's over, we are surrounded!"

"There are people everywhere outside, and we can't escape!"

"Lord God, please show up and save your people!"

"…"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Luoyan, wearing a blue martial arts university uniform and holding a two-meter heavy gun, rushed in from the gate.

Her eyes were cold, and the tip of the gun was still dripping with blood, adding some indescribable murderous aura to that pure and beautiful face.

"Students below the level of martial artists, stay outside. No one in the castle can be let go. Everyone else, come with me and take down all the believers of the old gods. If anyone insists on resisting, just kill them!"

After she said this, the more than 200 martial artists following behind her could no longer hold back the hot blood in their chests.

They rushed in one after another, howling.

In any case, being able to clear a small temple, along with more than a dozen missionaries and dozens of ordinary believers, is enough to meet the standards of Xiaguo's special honors, and can be exchanged for a large number of contribution points.

The martial arts college students who have been struggling for contribution points for a long time, like wolves that have been hungry for many days seeing fat lamb, drowned the "missionaries" in just a few seconds.

The ending can be said to be doomed from the moment Shen Luoyan broke in.

More than 200 martial artists and thousands of high-ranking martial artists are an extremely exaggerated force no matter where they are placed. They can directly match the sum of the martial arts background of a province, including the military, politics and martial arts.

Qi Sui did not join this large-scale melee, but slipped into the second-floor secret room.

Some ordinary people in the cage have been rescued by Gu Xiyue.

Because the action was fast enough, Lu Xin did not suffer any substantial damage, but the mental impact was a bit great. Her white and tender face was full of fear and tears. She curled up in the corner and her body kept shaking.

Gu Xiyue stood by her side with a confused face.

It was just a trip to the Divine Cult... Why are you so scared?

Seeing that the two women were safe and sound, Qi Sui was relieved. He took advantage of the chaos outside and went directly to the altar and reached out to hold the sharp claw.

"The homologous energy of the profession [Berserker Tyrant] is detected. Do you want to absorb it and convert it into experience points?"

"Yes!"

Similar to the situation when absorbing the first "broken spine", this claw seemed to sense danger and released a deep black light, trying to bounce Qi Sui's palm away.

Qi Sui's body was majestic and immovable.

A large amount of experience scrolling prompts appeared on the profession panel.

"Professional [Berserker Tyrant] Experience Points +1000..."

"Professional [Berserker Tyrant] Experience Points +1000..."

...

As the experience points rose rapidly, Qi Sui could feel a warm current growing in his body, further strengthening and nourishing the blood and flesh cells.

A few seconds later.

The energy contained in the sharp claws was sucked clean, and they quickly became worn out and decayed, and finally scattered into debris on the ground.

The whole process was blocked by Qi Sui's large body, and was not seen by ordinary people in the secret room.

Suddenly, the system panel lit up with the unique brilliance of the upgrade.

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