Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

Chu Yan shrugged helplessly and innocently. He felt the feeling of being stared at by the Cursed Witch becoming stronger and stronger.

His eyes fell on his arm, and he was not sure whether the contract with the Dead Blood Demon could lead the Cursed Witch away.

To be on the safe side, Chu Yan skillfully performed the art of summoning the dead, but unfortunately, he summoned a headless knight of mediocre strength.

Then he summoned the "key" again. If he found that the contract of faith was useless, he would be prepared to flee.

Chu Yan prayed quietly: "I hope the curse witch will not seal my [Heavenly Spirit Realm]. Sister Alice, please don't fool me..."

While waiting in silence, the Pope of Discipline kept watching Chu Yan to see what tricks he could come up with.

Just as she was about to question again, a soul-shaking fear grew from the bottom of her heart and spread without warning!

There is some kind of existence approaching this side rapidly, with its invisible sight locked on this side.

This is a powerful pressure that no one can resist with composure!

The face of the Pope of Discipline turned pale, and she almost forgot to breathe.

"What's this?"

"This is what I called danger, right?"

Chu Yan has more experience

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, barely able to maintain composure, but his voice trembled uncontrollably because his body instinctively feared the impending madness.

Finally, the cursed witch appeared!

The space where Chu Yan and the Pope of Discipline were located was instantly plunged into endless darkness. The darkness was viscous, flowing like plasma that was about to solidify.

A drop of black blood dripped from the sky, revealing the miserable and crazy appearance of the Cursed Witch as it squirmed and changed.

Upon seeing this terrifying existence, the Pope of Discipline unconsciously clenched his teeth, his expression solemn and dignified as if he was facing the true face of death.

She looked at Chu Yan, hoping that he would come up with a solution quickly. The headless knight alone would not be able to deal with this existence!

"Chu Yan, what are you waiting for?!" The Pope of Discipline called out his name anxiously.

"I am waiting to die..."

Before Chu Yan finished talking about the “Dead Blood Demon”, the Pope of Discipline looked at him in disbelief.

"Waiting to die?!"

"..."

Chu Yan was speechless. His attention was always on himself, and he noticed something strange about the Cursed Witch.

——She didn’t pounce on me immediately!

In the previous few situations, the Cursed Witch had caught him without saying a word, but this time she just stared at him intently.

Those empty eyes flowing with black blood did not reflect Chu Yan's figure.

The Cursed Witch appeared unusually calm as she slowly approached Chu Yan. Chu Yan was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva. The sound of swallowing almost scared him, for he was afraid of alarming the Cursed Witch.

Just when the Cursed Witch was ten meters ahead, Chu Yan was ready to use the [Heavenly Spirit Realm] to escape, but she suddenly changed direction and left!

"The Curse Witch's visual perception is abnormal, but she can capture the invisible thread between the contract master and servant. Is she now following this thread and killing the contract master?"

Come on, Dead Blood Demon!

When I leave the nightmare space later, I will have to rely on you to continue attracting firepower!

Chapter 6 Dream of Original Sin (-)

The world around him gradually became clear, and Chu Yan suddenly discovered that the mark on his arm had disappeared!

The contract of faith that the Dead Blood Demon had signed with him was actually cancelled!

Chu Yan couldn't believe it. Belsa had been tortured so badly by this contract. She had been irritable and insane for several years. Now it was over so easily? !

Could it be that the Dead Blood Demon was killed by the Cursed Witch...

Wouldn't that mean they would come after him again? !

Thinking of this, Chu Yan really panicked, but he soon realized that he didn't have the aura of being watched.

I'm afraid that the aura that was accumulated before has been transferred to the Dead Blood Demon, which is equivalent to Chu Yan's side being directly emptied and has to be accumulated again.

The Pope of Discipline felt relieved at this moment. The large and conservative Pope's robe was soaked with cold sweat. It stuck to her skin, showing her plump and voluptuous figure. The full lines below her waist were even more breathtakingly round and smooth.

If you don’t know, you might think that the Pope of Discipline just fell into the water.

Chu Yan did not laugh at or ridicule him, he could understand the mindset of the Pope of Discipline.

The fear brought by the Cursed Witch is far greater than the threat posed by life and death. It seems that the resentment and hatred that have been accumulated for thousands of years cannot be quelled even by death.

Shanuoya was so scared that she yelled at him before...

"Now... are we safe?" The Pope of Discipline breathed in a slight gasp, the solemnity on his face not yet dissipated.

"Yes, it's safe for now. That was one of the witches just now, a witch respected by the Witch Club. She has left."

If the Pope of Discipline had a cool head, he would have noticed that he said "temporary safety", which meant that the witch was very likely to return later.

But the Pope of Discipline's mind was suddenly occupied by many thoughts.

Is this the existence that the Witch Club believes in? To believe in such a terrifying existence, is this a death wish?

While sighing, the Pope of Discipline became alert again. The witch really existed and not just existed in the past. She just appeared in front of her.

If the Witch Society invites out these beings that they believe in, even if they only appear temporarily, it will be enough to cause a huge disaster.

"How did you get involved with this kind of existence? Has the Witch Society also appeared in this nightmare space?"

Facing the questions from the Pope of Discipline, Chu Yan remained silent, because he couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, and if he continued to stay where he was, the Cursed Witch might really come to kill him.

I must quickly enter the dream related to the Sanctuary of Discipline to get a glimpse of what kind of existence is behind this power.

"The question is difficult to explain. Now please focus on the present, Your Holiness. There are still many unclear points in the nightmare space that you and I have entered this time..."

Chu Yan briefly mentioned the things in the dream. In order to facilitate understanding, he used Sister Josephine and "virtue" as examples to explain it.

Now it is uncertain whether this is just a normal meeting with a certain existence, or whether it is participation in a dream of a certain memory.

If possible, Chu Yan would rather it be the former, so that he can meet more directly, ask for information, and get what he wants to know.

The latter is actually not bad, because you can directly participate in the dream of that memory, the local customs, the times,

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The faces of all previous generations can be presented in front of you, and you can even use the monsters there to hone your own abilities.

The only drawback, and the most unacceptable one, is probably that security is difficult to guarantee.

After listening to Chu Yan's statement, the Pope of Discipline was stunned by the huge amount of information.

She was already one of the people sitting at the top of the pyramid in the current situation, and had access to a wide range of information. Yet, there was actually such a major event that she had never heard of.

"Let's go. No matter how much we say, it's not as good as actually confirming it." Chu Yan interrupted the Pope of Discipline's deep thoughts.

In front of us, light appeared in the blurry space, and the outline of a low building could be vaguely seen.

A strong woman like the Pope of Discipline doesn't like the feeling of things being out of her control, but at the moment she has no control over the rhythm at all. She can only remain silent and follow the pace of Chu Yan, her "tour guide".

She quickened her pace and caught up with Chu Yan, staring ahead with a slightly frowned brow.

The two took a few steps towards the light, and it engulfed them, leaving their vision filled with a vast expanse of white.

The Pope of Discipline subconsciously moved closer to Chu Yan, as if this guy was the only one who could bring him a sense of security.

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When the light faded, the Pope of Discipline looked at his surroundings with a slightly dazed expression.

The two were in a mountain range with abnormally dense forests. Also in the forest, the secluded place of the Tianling tribe's town exuded tranquility and peace, but the sky here was deep and dark.

The branches of the tree grow in a twisted manner. They are straight near the roots, but the trunk becomes more and more crooked as it grows, much like someone trying to escape in a certain direction.

The mountain breeze that occasionally swept through the forest seemed to be black, emitting an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

The Pope of Discipline was a little confused about where he was. The environmental information here was too real. His sense of smell could capture the odor of decaying dead leaves in the forest, and he could even feel a slight difference in the breath of magic.

Is this the dream Chu Yan was talking about? !

Are you sure you weren't teleported to some real space?

"Where is this?" she asked hesitantly.

After careful consideration, Chu Yan gave her a mature answer:

"I do not know."

The current situation is really hard to describe as optimistic. I just wanted to have a simple meeting with the existence behind the Sanctuary of Discipline, but it triggered the second situation.

No matter how reluctant he was, Chu Yan quickly searched through the experiences he had gained in the past.

"Pope of Discipline, we are about to participate in an ancient event. The protagonist of this event is the founder of the Sanctuary of Discipline, who is also the original creator of the power you control. This dream has certain risks."

The Pope of Discipline frowned. She did not raise any fuss and ask questions. Instead, she compared the partial information she had gotten from Chu Yan before and roughly understood the current situation.

Could this be the way he was talking about, helping the forbidden ones gain enlightenment?

"Can I understand it as a test? After successfully passing the test, I can gain enlightenment about my power?"

Chu Yan suddenly remembered his initial judgment of these dreams - this was a major event that the ancient beings cared about, with regrets and sorrows, and it became a knot in their hearts that they were worried about.

Although participating in these dreams cannot really change anything, it can still provide comfort to the dream owner and gain his or her recognition.

This kind of cognitive judgment is actually generally correct, but the Curse Witch is an exception. When she takes a nap while unconscious, she will dream about many past events. Sometimes she just simply goes out and observes the monsters' attacks and hunting.

And the Pope of Discipline’s understanding is generally correct.

"It's okay if you understand it this way. That's basically what it means."

"So what are we going to do now? What's the goal of the trial?"

"I don't know." Chu Yan was still so honest and didn't say anything false.

The Discipline Pope paused, and looked at Chu Yan seriously for a while. After realizing that he was not joking, her tone finally changed. She asked in disbelief:

"do not know?!"

"Yes."

"You should have experienced this more than once, how could you not know? If it is a trial, you don't even know the trial target and possible enemies. How is this different from recklessly walking into danger?"

Chu Yan didn't answer immediately, giving her some time to calm down.

He could understand the Pope of Discipline's feelings. This kind of thing was indeed hard to accept and was equivalent to fighting an unprepared battle.

Moreover, the brush with the Witch of the Curse just now deepened the Pope of Discipline's assessment of the degree of danger here.

In Chu Yan’s opinion, this dream was good enough.

Last time, the monthly fee group 694936135 experienced the dream of the God-era Nogma City with Shanoya. Poor Shanoya was in the death row cell at the beginning and almost died as soon as he landed.

Now, at least he and the Pope of Discipline can still meet normally, act together, and take care of each other.

It's already in very good condition.

"Every dream is different. I can't know everything. Maybe you, the Pope of Discipline, know this place better than I do."

The power system of the Dream Master and the Sanctuary of Discipline is highly related.

It is possible that the answer is already contained in the ancient books handed down in the Sanctuary of Discipline.

But Chu Yan would not hold too high expectations, because the Gospel Church and "virtue"

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This is an example. The gods of the church took other people's knowledge and abilities, classified them, and regarded them as a power system of their own creation, while the clergy who were under their protection knew nothing about "virtue".

Chu Yan observed the reaction of the Pope of Discipline, and it seemed that the same was true on the side of the Sanctuary of Discipline.

The Pope shook her head: "The teachings of the Sanctuary of Discipline were all established by God. There is no written record of another owner."

Chu Yan hid his disappointment and sighed in his heart. He really couldn't count on the people in the church system. They were of no use at all.