The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 112 The Ghost Cathedral (Part 8)
However, the most important thing now is to deal with the Convergence Throat.

She is too weak; her summoning time must be very short.

Bai Ze's divine soul entered Aoli's body, and Aoli's body suddenly grew taller and larger, his red fur turned completely silver-white, and his body was surrounded by dazzling ancient runes.

The spiritual energy was instantly drained, forming a vacuum vortex. The runes that shook the heavens and earth solidified into physical form, like a galaxy pouring down. Countless glowing runes condensed into a rain of arrows, completely enveloping the body of the Gathering Throat.

The moment light collided with flesh and blood, the entire space echoed with incomprehensible language, like a divine revelation, making people's minds clearer.

The Throat of Aggregation let out a soul-piercing wail, and thousands of tumors burst open one after another, freezing all the tentacles in place before turning into dust.

As the light faded, the embryo that had been entrenched in the center crumbled into countless pieces of flesh.

With a single, seemingly effortless strike, the Gathering Throat was crippled, leaving only its weak, pulsating veins barely clinging to life.

Su Ninglong looked at Bai Ze as if she were looking at herself in the Mahayana stage. He was incredibly handsome. No wonder so many cultivators from the Beast Sect considered it an honor to summon divine beasts.

Everyone was stunned, completely unable to react, and didn't know how to react.

Where did this beautiful battle pet come from? It's as powerful as a guardian beast from mythology.

Bai Ze sneered at the Throat of Gathering, "It's not an evil spirit, but just like an evil spirit, it makes me uncomfortable."

It raised its claws again, grabbed at the air, and annihilated the parasite.

Oh no, it's that feeling of being smitten.

Bai Ze's aura is clean yet powerful, and its thick, silvery-white fur is spotless with a pearly luster, making it the ultimate dream for fur lovers.

This is my first time summoning Su Ninglong, and I really want to play her.

"It's a pity, you're still too weak, this is the best you can do. This little spirit beast has good potential and can be trained."

After Bai Ze finished speaking, the illusory figure dissipated and separated from Aoli's body, leaving a soft whisper in Su Ninglong's ear: "When you become stronger, you are welcome to summon me again."

Being stronger doesn't necessarily mean being at the Foundation Establishment stage; Su Ninglong understood that Bai Ze needed her to reach the Core Formation stage before summoning him.

Bai Ze possesses a long, almost eternal lifespan, and it doesn't care about waiting.

After the mythical beast's phantom completely disappeared, Ollie returned, with a wisp of pearly white fur on his head.

It jumped up happily, sticking out its tongue, and circled around Suninglong. It was an unparalleled experience.

As an adult navigator dog, its strength will increase slowly, but it won't become too strong. However, in order to ensure a smooth next descent, Bai Ze gave it the opportunity to practice magic.

Leading dogs are born alone, they don't know when they were born, they don't know their parents, they have no one to support them, they can only rely on themselves.

After Bai Ze arrives, he will stand out among the navigator dogs. What he will become in the future is unknown, but he will definitely be a pioneer among navigator dogs.

Song Hu and Ying Gu exchanged a glance. They didn't know who was behind Su Ninglong, but they were sure that the person loved her very much and was willing to let her hold such a trump card.

If Su Ninglong could hear their thoughts, she would definitely answer, "Of course it's myself. I love myself the most."

"Oli, go help Yunfei."

Su Ninglong was unable to move, her dantian was depleted, and because she had borrowed soul power to summon Bai Ze, she had temporarily become a useless person.

Upon hearing this, Ollie teleported to Yun Fei's side and then teleported with him, barely avoiding the dreadlocked hunter's shot.

This wicked two-legged creature wanted to take advantage of everyone's momentary daze and kill their strongest member.

The Mystic Spirit isn't quite dead yet, and the Dreadlocks Hunters are still thinking about infighting.

The armless hunter had collapsed to the ground; only the parasite had been cleared away by Bai Ze's phantom, otherwise he would have been dead.

"Lian Xinyi, go get the divination board. I'll cover for you," Song Hu whispered.

The divination board fell right onto the podium, in the most conspicuous spot.

Ollie's help in dealing with the dreadlocked hunter is a perfect opportunity.

"Wait." Lian Xinyi tiptoed around. The prayer room was covered in wood and ashes from their destruction. He glanced at the chunks of flesh from the Gathering Throat at his feet.

The chunks of flesh rolled and tumbled, the two faces shifting back and forth, trying to reassemble into a tumor.

Lian Xinyi suppressed his urge to attack and continued to approach the podium. Luckily, Lian Xinyi managed to grab the divination board, but the board was connected to a "blood vessel" that he couldn't break.

What to do? He pulled out the dagger tucked into his waistband. The knife was very sharp, but cutting "blood vessels" was like cutting through a hard water pipe.

Lian Xinyi's expression was ferocious as he used the knife as a saw and went back to sharpen it.

Su Ninglong couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she reluctantly raised her hand and pointed to the small knife hanging on her belt.

"Take it."

Song Hu, who was keeping a close eye on her condition, glanced at the knife sheathed and drew it without hesitation. "Canary, catch!"

Lian Xinyi seemed to have gone mad and didn't hear Song Hu's voice.

"I'll do it." Eagle Bone snatched the object, aimed at Lian Xinyi's head, and threw it.

With a dull thud, Lian Xinyi felt dizzy and disoriented. "Ouch! Who threw this at me?"

At this moment, his eyes cleared, and he saw the knife at his feet. He squatted down to pick it up.

A flash of fire just passed over his head. Lian Xinyi touched his head and felt a bit hot and smelled a bit burnt.

The armless man's last-ditch attack was somehow dodged.

Lian Xinyi stood up nonchalantly, drew the scabbard of her dagger, and could feel its sharpness just by looking at it. She recklessly brought her finger close to the blade, and her nano-glove was cut open from a distance, causing her fingertip to bleed instantly.

His teammates were all worried for him, "Lian Qiuqiu, hurry up."

Lian Xinyi got goosebumps. He slapped his forehead, wondering how he could have forgotten the important matter. He refocused on the divination board.

He grabbed the fortune-telling board and went back, completely forgetting to cut his vein.

Funi knew that the mental pollution from the Throat of Aggregation still existed, so she commanded the plant to step forward and slapped it hard on Lian Xinyi's face, "Quickly cut it off."

Song Hu saw that the armless hunter was about to use the Word of Power again to remind the dreadlocked hunter who was being chased by Yun Fei and Ollie.

"lonely."

The armless hunter instantly lost his five senses and was unable to lock onto Lian Xinyi.

Song Hu instantly felt his internal energy rapidly draining away. The Armless Hunter's star rating must be very high; using it just once had consumed more energy than he had previously.

But they cannot leave their current location; Su Ninglong needs someone to guard her.

Su Ninglong did not want to become a burden. She held a quasi-spirit stone and absorbed a trace of spiritual energy from it, but it was not enough to satisfy her parched dantian.

She tried her best to gather that little bit of spiritual power, hoping to draw some spiritual energy into her body, but Bai Ze's attack had cleared out the spiritual energy in the vicinity.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and got up, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the scattered "parts" of the Throat of Convergence not far away.

The parts wriggled blindly, trying to find their companions. "Lian Qiuqiu, come here, carry me to the podium."

Lian Xinyi immediately put down the divination board, returned, and picked her up.

He couldn't resist the murmurs that came from behind the podium, where a terrible force prevented him from taking the divination board.

The moment Su Ninglong was picked up by Lian Xinyi, everyone moved with her, as if she had become the core. It was impossible for her not to become the core; she was a treasure, an ancestor. In case they encountered a powerful secret spirit in the future and needed someone to save them, she would be the best candidate.

Upon arriving at the podium, Yunfei, in coordination with Ollie, put the dreadlocked hunter at a disadvantage, failing to notice the situation of others.

"Give me the knife."

Lian Xinyi returned the dagger to Su Ninglong, who then grabbed the divination board.

The moment she touched the divination board, a consciousness invaded her mind, and all sorts of human sorrow and grief flooded in.

Some people go to church seeking relief after arguing with their families; others pray to God to help them find work quickly after losing their jobs; still others feel they must have committed grave sins in their past lives and are here to pay off their debts, so they hope to be reincarnated into a carefree family...

Su Ninglong seemed to have positioned herself at the throat of aggregation, sitting on a high throne, overlooking the troubles of humanity, which were woven together by money, power, and desire into a complex and intricate web.

They tried to control her thoughts and confuse her mind.

Su Ninglong's eyes remained indifferent. Without any hesitation, she plunged the knife into the most vibrant red spot on the "vessel," and blood flowed out like a fountain shooting into the sky.

The divination board fell down automatically, and Funi caught it.

As the fountain gradually diminished, the fleshy pieces on the roof turned gray and gradually peeled off.

The prayer room seemed to have been suddenly cleansed, and the spiritual energy exploded like an invisible bomb that had been condensed for a long time. Su Ninglong gestured for them to put her down, and she sat cross-legged on the ground, becoming a spiritual energy absorber, frantically absorbing spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy storage device on his wrist was also activated, forming a vortex.

The dreadlocked hunter noticed something amiss in the prayer room. Covered in wounds, he turned around and saw Funi holding a divination board. He glared at her fiercely.

He glanced at the armless hunter, then looked away, spun the pyramid, and the armless hunter's eyes widened in fury.

"Take me with you, take me with you, you can't run away now..."

No matter how loudly he shouted, the dreadlocks hunter had already disappeared from the spot.

He was left alone, helplessly pressed against the cold ground.

Yun Fei didn't chase after him. He shook off the blood on Wu Lie's body and went to the armless hunter's side, just in case the dreadlocked hunter came back and took the man away.

They knew the secrets of the pyramid's instruments, and having witnessed the dreadlocked hunter's mysterious disappearance, they knew they could not let their guard down.

“We can’t stay too long.” Yun Fei had just finished speaking when a colorful stone fell from the roof.

This neglected church, built on water, had its construction quality issues mentioned in intelligence reports when it entered the rotation mission phase.

The purpose of building the cathedral was to swindle money from the people of Youmuxing. It was a shoddy project built using high-tech methods and could be completed in less than two months.

The result was so beautiful and magnificent, like a place of divine miracles, that it not only became a place for believers but also a tourist hotspot.

More than half a year ago, the original builder, fearing that the building would suddenly collapse, fled. Coincidentally, another group of unknown religious groups wanted to buy it, so the builder sold it cheaply and ran away.

The cathedral subsequently became the lair of the Throat of Convergence, and rumors gradually spread that it was haunted.

Thus, the Ghost Church became the Ghost Church.

Su Ninglong was still meditating when Yun Fei said, "Carry her and run away. We can't stay here."

Lian Xinyi said to Su Ninglong, "Little ancestor, I'm going to carry you away, don't hit me."

Su Ninglong glared at him angrily. When did she ever hit people on a whim?

Eagle Bone, standing beside her, scooped Su Ninglong up with both hands and placed her behind Lian Xinyi. Su Ninglong's eyelids were tightly closed, but she instinctively hugged Lian Xinyi's neck.

Lian Xinyi carried her on her back and looked around, "Where's Ollie?"

Ollie is missing? Everyone's expression changed drastically. Could that guy have gone after the dreadlocks hunter?

“Don’t worry about Ollie, it’s easier for him to escape than we are.” Yun Fei had a map of the church in his mind and knew roughly where they were. The only problem was how to drag the armless hunter away.

“Tie it up with a leather belt, then drag it along.” Lian Xinyi showed off the three leather belts around his waist. “I have leather belts, I’m proud of it!”

Thanks to Su Ninglong for letting him go naked before, he doesn't lack belts.

Song Hu: "I've always wanted to ask you, why do you wear more than two belts with your pants?"

"Because something terrible happened, I don't want to talk about it." Lian Xinyi glanced at Yun Fei, who knew the inside story. Fortunately, Professor Yun was aloof and had no interest in small talk.

Song Hu helped him remove the two extra belts and gave them to Yun Fei.

Yun Fei gave the armless hunter an anesthetic injection without any hesitation, tied his armpits with a leather belt, and then dragged him along with another leather belt.

Eagle Bone led the way, and he leaned close to the door to listen to the sound. "It's ready."

The black swamp disappeared, revealing a corridor. Song Hu turned to look behind him and saw gray stones falling continuously from the prayer room. The seemingly magnificent murals were actually a carefully planned deception.

He studied art appreciation and realized that art is the least valuable thing, but because people endow it with spiritual value, it possesses unparalleled wealth.

The murals here are all soulless, mass-produced items, not even as good as the beaded bracelet that Su Ninglong wears on her wrist.

From its vibrant, multicolored appearance to pure white, Song Hu could almost guess that it was also a sacred artifact, though he wondered what its purpose was.

The little girl is shrouded in mystery! Who is her backer, capable of summoning such a near-divine creature? Her strength might even surpass that of Principal Yan.

Su Ninglong also knew that she had exposed too much in this battle.

While secretly cultivating his skills, he pondered how to resolve this predicament.

She had actually thought about this problem a long time ago, and today's situation forced her to prepare in advance.

She can't let herself be the center of attention; she needs a representative figure to stand in front of her.

This person must possess some of her weapon-forging abilities, understand her own thoughts and ideas, and be completely under her control, just like another version of herself.

As more and more gray stones fell from above, the magnificent building, now without the binding and support of the Throat of Aggregation, exposed its decaying interior.

It was as if the world had changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Yun Fei contacted Tong Zi.

"After passing the dining area, we will reach the forecourt veranda."

“We still have 10,000 parasites here.” Tong Zi gestured to his teammates to evacuate the cathedral and return to the outer defensive line area.

Yun Fei: "That's an exaggeration, at most three or four thousand."

Isn't three or four thousand spectacular enough?
"I sent someone to meet you, but you've been taking a long time to resolve this. After being out of contact for so long, I thought you were going to die."

The Gathering Throat is dead, but the parasites haven't been dealt with. These things, no longer under the Gathering Throat's control, have become even more insane. Without "faith," they spontaneously call for a new faith to descend.