It could sense that there was a group of believers chasing Anita from behind, including the pastor's evil spirit.

But what it wanted more was to see Anita, after getting hope, brave the cold and rain and go to Mandala Apartment with the last hope.

The despair that came with seeing the shepherd and those zombie followers.

That's the fun of it.

Let it feel the most pleasurable performance besides eating and committing sin.

Anita kept encouraging herself in her heart, telling herself that she would be saved soon, holding the amulet that her father gave her.

If possible, she would take revenge, eradicate these evil guys, and question why they did this and treated her like this.

It was silent and quiet in the rainy night.

The only sound was the clattering sound of rain boots stepping on the muddy ground.

After Wu Heng dealt with the monster, the sound of the ritual chanting in the secret room on the 15th floor suddenly accelerated.

In this apartment building, all the residents who had joined the Satanist gathered there, prostrating themselves on the ground with their faces on the ground and their hands clasped together and raised above their heads.

Their bodies are losing temperature and have exceeded the limits of the human body.

But his mouth was still opening and closing, making sounds; he was not dead. Along with the sounds, the breath coming out of his mouth turned into bursts of cold mist.

The temperature here has dropped below 0 degrees.

Water mist condensed on the surrounding pillars at some point. In the entire secret room, only the brazier at the altar was burning. The flames were constantly flickering, casting the shadows of everyone on the wall. As the shadows swayed, strange shapes were formed.

Eighteen dried corpses were nailed to the walls around.

Amidst their constant mumbling, almost dried black blood flowed from their eyes. It was extremely thick, like paste, and hung on their cheeks, refusing to fall.

The air in the room became humid, and a strange pungent smell appeared.

In front of the altar, a woman in a white robe whose face could not be seen took out a ritual dagger and carved a symbol similar to an ancient snake on the palm of her hand.

Blood continued to drip onto the altar along with the dagger.

There were seven human heads placed on the altar. Looking at their lifeless and haggard faces, one could tell that these people were definitely not rich.

They should be civilians nearby.

As the blood dripped, the flesh and cheeks on the head melted quickly, revealing the pale skull.

There seemed to be long shadows constantly moving in the skull, like several dark snakes.

The distorted human figure reflected on the wall gradually broke free from the control of the flames and seemed to have come to life.

They continued to twist on the wall, gradually forming strange human shapes such as goat heads and snakes.

And it became clearer and clearer, as if it wanted to walk out of the wall.

But it seemed like something stopped them, and finally they stopped when they were almost one step away.

The residents of these apartments are kneeling on the ground.

Along with the cold mist they continued to exhale, there seemed to be streams of white mist flowing out of their bodies, constantly condensing in the air, gathering into one, and falling into the altar as if being pulled.

The flames on the altar grew larger, burst out of the brazier, and transformed into dozens of fire snakes, which flowed toward the wall out of thin air and were absorbed by the shadows.

When the flames in the basin were completely absorbed.

The shepherd in white had disappeared without a trace, and the shadows around him gradually became dormant.

The cold climate in the secret room was continuously infiltrated by the air from outside, and the temperature rose by several degrees, but it was still much colder than outside, and it continued.

This is a place where sunlight never reaches all year round.

However, it also awakened the apartment residents who were kneeling on the ground. They seemed to be thawed, their fingers gradually became movable, and then their eyes slowly opened.

Everyone looked dazed and didn't quite remember what had happened. But they knew one thing: they had just participated in the organization's ceremony and made a contribution.

At this moment, everyone felt a feeling of suffocation and pain.

They are obsessed with this feeling and think it is a gift.

In fact, among the human group, 80% of people enjoy the feeling of suffocation when being strangled by the neck, let alone those who are controlled.

Redemption after suffocation, rebirth after freezing to death.

These pleasures after experiencing torture brought them physical and mental relaxation, allowing them to temporarily forget the sufferings of reality.

The residents of these apartments quietly returned to their rooms.

When the old lady was returning to Room 202, she suddenly saw a woman in a white dress, with a pale forehead and a veil, standing outside Room 206 in the corridor. She could not see her face clearly.

This is the Shepherd!
She hurriedly prostrated herself on the ground, muttering to herself that it was a great disrespect to see the shepherd in this state.

She was hoping for the other party's understanding.

After chanting the Satanic Sutra twice, she felt that there was still no movement around her, so she slowly raised her head and saw a dark corridor.

The rain outside was getting heavier at this moment, and a flash of lightning flashed across the hallway, leaving no one in the hallway.

Just as the old lady was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a cold breath blowing on the back of her neck.

His body trembled suddenly and he turned his head slowly.

A rotten and terrifying nun's face came towards her. She couldn't describe what kind of face it was, but she knew it was the shepherd's.

Then he completely lost his voice.

Wu Heng felt the strange aura under the apartment, which seemed to be even stronger and lay dormant again.

And in this world, he noticed that there were a total of 666 places where the same thing was happening.

The time now has come to 23:12.

23 is considered by the occultists of this world to be associated with chaos and conspiracy, while 11:11 represents the time when the 'portal' opens, and is known as the best time to summon the devil.

The commotion just now also ended after 11 minutes.

"The time when the portal will open?" Wu Heng sorted out the information he had sensed.

He also noticed the woman in the white dress who was standing outside the door. Her body was now emitting a huge and strange aura, which was comparable to the sum of the auras of all the residents in the apartment.

And it has always been connected to the underground.

After the old lady's soul was taken away, the other party came to the door again.

Lightning roared continuously.

The entire apartment building was lit up with flashes.

Anita, who was running in the woods, could also see the Mandala Apartment from afar in the dark night against the backdrop of lightning.

She is lucky.

In this horrible weather, except for some big snails, other ferocious beasts are too lazy to come out.

Otherwise, the animals and poisonous snakes in the forest alone would be enough to take her life.

"finally reached!"

Anita's nerves were so tense that they were almost numb. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a sudden panic-stricken heart palpitation.

The heavy rain washed her breath away even faster. (End of this chapter)

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