Mysterious country.

Chapter 1310 The Church of the Witch (Third Update)
Before entering the third domain, even those who knew the truth never imagined that the reality that awaited them would be so cruel.

It was not until a long time in the past that some people suddenly realized that they were just cannon fodder.

They were abandoned.

But human beings are like this, they will always find such a trace in the worries about gains and losses, and strengthen their own brilliance.

There will always be a few people, like the sun, exuding dazzling brilliance, guiding you, leading you, so as to break through your desire.

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

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

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

So repeated, so cycled, and so cycled.

More than 30 people are distributed in this mountain stream, and some of them are leaning on the bloody stone, like a frog at the bottom of a well, looking up through the eye-like gap above, trying to penetrate the rising water. ghostly.

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

Of course, there are also some people who are sitting together in twos, enjoying a drink.

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

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

"Who are we drinking for this time?
Those who deserve our respect, we have all respected. "

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, I don't think we deserve to be respected."

The blond old man shook his head, not agreeing with this point of view.

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

"Hawkins, if you don't think the reason I'm looking for for drinking is good enough, you can fuck me and always let me look for it. If you don't agree after you're done looking for it, do you think I'm Xia Chun with a good temper?"

"Don't be so excited, Lao Xia, you should listen to me explain the reasons for my objection."

"No one listens, just drink when you drink, and find a fart reason."

After Xia Chun finished speaking, he directly drank the wine in the glass with his head up.

After drinking, he bared his teeth and said:

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

"You say I can, but I can't insult our culture.

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

Hawkins also pulled his face down after hearing this, and made a serious statement.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you crazy, just look at us, who else will drink with you besides me."

"A dead man can't drink," Hawkins emphasized.

"Really? You go and tell them in person that they are dead, and see if they beat you."

"I mean their hearts are dead."

"It's not that they are desperate, they are thinking about how to live tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.

If you want me to say that you foreign friends, you just like to think about it. "

"Old Xia, am I wrong?
In the second domain and foreign domain, an army of 30 people came here, and in the end there were only more than [-] of us left.

And we didn't win. You can see that the channel is spreading a little bit, and it is clearly going to the second domain. Another world is still brewing with more crazy invasions.

Since this day will come sooner or later, what is the point of our entry?
Why don't we stay with our family and sleep with a beautiful and energetic girl? "

"Our task is to block ghosts until the third domain reopens.

This is God's command.

Don’t you all believe in God? "

"But this thing is not logical."

"It's not logical anymore, does it make sense to say this now?
How about talking about your favorite young and energetic girl. "

After Xia Chun finished speaking with some melancholy, he poured another glass, raised his head and drank it again.

Seeing this, Hawkins also filled a glass, but instead of drinking it immediately, he said to Xia Chun:
"Old Xia, give me another reason to drink."

"I said, are you going to get Alzheimer's, drink as you want, drink for any shit reason, drink or not!"

"Old Xia, I think you have no quality and disrespect your friends. You should reject me like this."

"I'm annoyed right now, don't wait for me to be rough."

"Okay, let's have a drink for upset."

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

Xia Chun was a little bombed by Hawkins.

"You have taboo spells, and I also have soul bombing, the two of us will die at most.

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

How about we talk about your grandson. "

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

"Isn't he your grandson?"

"Fart, isn't it my grandson or your grandson?"

"Then why did you curse him?"

"My grandson, if I want to say it, I don't care about your business."

"Old Xia, I think you are very dangerous now, why don't I show you your soul, is it infected by ghost energy?"

"I am an old Chinese doctor myself, so I don't need you."

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

"Old Huo, to tell you something from the bottom of my heart, I really wish I could die here."

"why?"

"Because I don't know how to face my grandson.

As a grandpa, I can't even protect him, I'm still fucking here to protect the world.

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

"How is your son? Why haven't you heard about it?"

"I have no son! Don't mention him to me!"

Hearing Hawkins mention his son, Xia Chun angrily walked aside and stopped talking with him.

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

"Are you sure, only the two of us can pick it up?"

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

"Do your best to let them return to their roots. I hope that after we die, someone will treat us like this."

After finishing speaking, both of them looked into the distance blankly and became silent.

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

Meanwhile, the foreign land, the city of Vail.

The Church of Witches has another one in the five capitals, and its predecessor was the Exorcist Temple of the Exorcists Guild.

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

With the rise of the Ministry of Witch Gods and the decline of the Exorcist Guild, the Temple of Exorcism has become the Church of Witches today.

(End of this chapter)