This second dimension is too immortal

The young man led the cursed children out of the church, and the raging flames automatically separated a path for them to walk on.

Finally, the black-haired young man looked back at everyone in the church with a cold look.

"Wish ya'll good luck."

Everything that just happened was replaying in my mind.

The priest slumped on the ground with a dull look in his eyes.

Is this, God?

But why didn’t he appear earlier, but appeared at this time?

And it's because of those cursed children...

The sea of ​​fire was raging, and the scorching heat enveloped everyone.

After Zhao Si left, these people had regained their ability to move.

But surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, they had no way to retreat.

At this moment, they were crying and wailing, moving around in the small space of the church in a disorderly manner.

"Oh my God! Why on earth is this happening?!"

"Why! Why would God help the cursed child? This isn't God! This is the devil!"

"Who can help me!"

People roared with all their might, and noisy waves rose one after another.

Suddenly, a believer with red eyes looked at the priest.

He took out a knife and rushed towards the priest.

"puff!"

"what!"

Amid the others' screams of terror, the church stabbed the knife into the priest's body again and again.

While stabbing, he shouted madly: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, God wouldn't have punished us. It's you who led us down this road of no return! I'll kill you! Kill you!"

"Ding!"

The knife fell to the ground and the believers knelt on the ground, heading towards the gate.

"My Lord God! Please, I have already killed the culprit and I have recognized my sins. Please, let me go!"

He spoke in a trembling voice while kowtowing repeatedly.

When the others saw this, they also came to their senses and followed the believer's example, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and chanting.

The priest collapsed to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and a pool of blood spread under him.

He looked at these people with a dazed look, their shadows reflected in his eyes.

Gradually, their figures began to overlap with a scene in their memories.

That was when he was still a priest in the church.

At that time, the gastrula had just invaded, and outside the church were fleeing people and killing gastrula.

An event was being held in the church.

At this time, in order to fight for the chance to survive for his family.

The priest deceived the believers, saying that these monsters were messengers sent by God to clean up the filth of the world, and as long as they prayed sincerely, these messengers of God would not harm them.

Most of the believers are fanatical, and they believe what the priest says.

Then, when the priest was running away, he looked back and saw the figures of the believers kneeling on the ground devoutly in front of the gastrula.

Just like this moment.

In the end, he was the only one in the priest's family who survived.

The priest grinned silently.

This is all God's punishment for me!

Thinking of this, the light in the eyes of this priest who had abided by the church rules for half his life, and finally fell into a quagmire and got deeper and deeper into it while trying to escape, finally completely disappeared.

The believers were still praying when a piece of burning wood fell from the roof.

Two or three believers under the wood were directly crushed to death.

"what!"

The fear of death spread, and people finally realized that prayer was useless and only death was waiting for them ahead.

At this moment, they panicked again.

Some people wanted to find a place to hide, but where else could they hide in the sea of ​​fire?

Some people also wanted to fight to the death and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire.

But the people inside only heard terrible screams, and then nothing else.

Everyone in the church fell into despair.

At this moment, a group of fully armed men suddenly appeared outside the church.

They looked at the raging fire and the faint screams coming from the sea of ​​fire.

"Captain, are we late?"

A soldier came up to the leader and said.

The captain frowned and listened attentively to the sounds in the sea of ​​fire.

"No! These people's voices aren't childish, they're not our target!"

"Everyone! Bring your fire protection equipment and go in to see if you can find a few who are still alive and ask about their situation."

The captain waved his hand and directed several soldiers to put on fireproof clothing and rush into the sea of ​​fire.

The others were waiting outside quietly.

They don't care about the lives of these people. On the contrary, these guys cause a lot of trouble to their work.

They belong to a recently established international organization called "IISO", which stands for International Initiator Supervision Organization.

The so-called initiator is actually the cursed son.

Because of the protostomia virus, the cursed children possess power that is comparable to or even surpasses that of protostomia. If these powers can be controlled by humans, it will be a powerful help to humans.

"IISO" was born out of this. They are dedicated to training the Cursed Children and providing recently developed inhibitors that can suppress the erosion rate of the Cursed Children.

These cursed children are then assigned to a "facilitator", and the two work together to be responsible for the cleansing of the protogastrics.

They called this type of combination "police officers."

Of course, all this is still in the planning stage.

That's why these people take in cursed children everywhere.

These people want to kill the cursed child in order to achieve their so-called revenge.

Although some people didn't care and even welcomed it, after all, most people were those who survived the war against the gastrula.

But these people are now hindering their work.

That's different. Cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents.

This sentence applies everywhere.

Soon, the soldiers who had rushed in earlier ran out dragging a big man.

It is not known whether it is fortunate or unfortunate that the big man who first faced Zhao Si was the only one who survived the sea of ​​fire.

The soldiers took the big man and threw him in front of the captain.

"What's the situation? Have you found any trace of the target?" asked the captain.

The soldiers shook their heads, and one of them replied, "We only found about twenty adult bodies, and no target. This guy is the only one who's still alive."

A medical officer stepped forward and examined the large man. Then, with a strange look on his face, he said, "The target doesn't have many burns, and the fainting wasn't caused by lack of oxygen."

"More like, he fainted from the immense pressure and shock."

"Is there any way to wake him up immediately?" asked the captain.

"No problem, just a simple fainting. There are many ways to deal with it." The medical officer replied.

The captain nodded and made a gesture.

"Snapped!"

One of the soldiers who had brought the big man out earlier slapped the big man in the face.

The big man didn't wake up, so he slapped him in the face again.

After a while, the big man felt a burning pain on his face, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I am, still alive?"

He muttered, and then he felt himself being held up.

A fully armed soldier appeared before him.

The captain stepped forward, stared at the big man, and said, "Where are those cursed children you captured earlier?"

"Cursed Child?"

The big man looked confused, and suddenly remembered something. His eyes widened and his expression suddenly changed.

The others who watched were curious.

After a while, the big man said in a hoarse voice with lingering fear: "They were taken away by the 'God'."

god?

The others looked at each other.

What does it mean to be taken away by God, to die?

Chapter 49 Best of the Match: Xiao Xi

the other side

High in the sky, a huge flying sword was flying through the clouds.

On the flying sword, the cursed children sat on the sword, looking around curiously and exclaiming from time to time.

Zhao Si sat cross-legged in front, thinking about where he should go to open the world channel.

There is no need to think about it within the city, not to mention whether there is any place to accommodate these cursed children.

Simply because of the humans Zhao Si has encountered so far, Zhao Si doesn't want to associate with them.

So where should the channel be opened?

"System, if I open the world channel, in what form will the channel exist in this world?" Zhao Si asked.

If it is just a small door, then there is a lot of room for choice.

If it is something like a teleportation array, then you need to think carefully about it.

[The world channel opened by the host will be connected to a door in the host's mansion in the portable world in the form of a door.]

That's it!

In that case, all we need to do is find a place. After all, these children will live in Zhao Si's fantasy land from now on.

Of course, you still have to find a more secluded place.

Then, Zhao Si took the children around and finally found a rather secluded place.

This is a waterfall with a river below it and surrounded by trees.

Behind this waterfall, there is a cave that is neither too big nor too small.

The cursed children ran around curiously.

The children, who had always lived in ruins and sewers, had never seen a large forest or a river falling from a high place.

He was a little reserved at first, but soon relaxed, his playful nature as a child coming to light.