Dark Duel, as the chairman, I have no choice but to take part in it myself!

Or rather, it seems a bit too good.

It was so good that Youxian couldn't recognize what he had built.

Not many days had passed yet, and You Xian was not forgetful. He still remembered that Xiaomi's house looked normal at least during the day.

However, the building in front of You Xian had an eerie feeling no matter how he looked at it, as if it was not a sacred church but a gloomy mass grave.

But if you look closely, this building is very ornamental and has a unique sense of art.

It is hard to imagine how Filkin managed to turn the church into this state in just a few days. You Xian could only think that there really were civil engineering geniuses in this world.

Firkin, who was originally scolding the worker, immediately left the worker behind and ran to his side as soon as he saw Youxian coming. He bent over and said respectfully, "Sir, I will do my best to complete the task you have assigned me."

He didn’t know if it was Youxian’s illusion, but he always felt that Firkin’s mental state was much better than before.

Although he looked quite imposing when he came to attack me before, he looked so weak after being caught. He was like an autistic person who had not gone out for a long time and spent the whole day studying how to play cards in the red pit, just like Malik.

But now, after moving bricks for a while, he seems to be more cheerful? Even his body seems to be getting healthier.

What's this? Proper 'exercise' is good for the duelist's health?

So, if we catch other Dark Duelists in the future, can we do the same thing to them? This will be good for everyone.

The physical condition of those dark duelists has improved, and the reconstruction of my church has become faster. It's a win-win situation.

"This guy looks disgusting."

Midrash tugged at Youxian's sleeve and buried his body behind him, leaving only half of his face exposed.

Since the church matter is essentially for Midrash, You Xian brought her along this time.

Moreover, You Xian thought that Xiaomi was the elf who was most familiar with this church, and if she felt something was wrong, he could ask her to speak directly on the spot.

After all, Midrash herself is the 'owner' and 'Party A'. Even if she wants to make the church a little squarer and a little rounder at the same time, Youxian has no objection, because it's not Youxian who is doing the work anyway.

However, Xiaomi seemed to have no objection to Firkin's work, even though Firkin had changed her church beyond recognition and it no longer looked like it used to.

Xiaomi was just a little disgusted with his attitude.

"Um..."

You Xian dealt with Xiaomi's "condemnation" of Firkin somewhat vaguely, and brought up another topic.

"Has the bald eagle come to see you in the past few days?"

"No, Bald Eagle is a very timid person. She must have known that I am in this church by now, so there is no way she would come to find me."

"She would think that I was a bait thrown out, and once she showed up, she would be caught by the ambushed people on the spot."

"So the more times like this, the deeper she hides."

Filkin speaks with confidence, even though he has never actually met a bald eagle.

But when he got to this point, he suddenly changed the subject: "But she definitely guessed one thing wrong. If she came to find me, the first person to catch her would not be the non-existent ambush, but me."

"You don't have to do anything. Once she shows up, I will find a way to send her to you, even if it means using some despicable means."

As he spoke, he bowed again, still looking respectful.

"..."

You Xian really wanted to cover his head and let out a sigh of relief, but after thinking it over he decided not to.

"How long will it take for this church to be completed?"

"If the magic circle on the mural is not involved, it will probably take a few more days."

"The front hall is almost complete, except for a few individual rooms inside the church."

"This is also thanks to the help from the people you sent over there."

"As for the magic circle on the mural, I still recommend that you find a way to capture the bald eagle and let her paint it."

“She’s really an expert in this area.”

You Xian couldn't stand his enthusiasm, so he subconsciously took another step back.

"Well... OK, you should clean up this church as soon as possible."

"As for the mural, I don't care about it for now. I also want to catch that bald eagle, but she's hiding too well."

"otherwise..."

"Otherwise she would have succumbed to your power long ago. How could such a stupid woman pose a threat to you?"

Licking too much...

You Xian felt like he was getting goosebumps. This Firkin was just like a useless guy who had passed the speed test. It was so smooth.

It's not that he hates people praising him, the point is that this kind of praising sounds too...

It feels as strange as adding a lot of sugar to salty tofu pudding.

"Ahem, anyway, if you have any news about the bald eagle in the future, remember to inform me as soon as possible."

"Of course, your will. I'm sure that after seeing your Pearly Tear Sorrow Tribe, the Bald Eagle will definitely submit to your power."

"Alright, alright, stop blowing it."

Youxian waved his hand impatiently, so Firkin immediately shut his mouth tactfully.

After looking at Filkin, who still had sweat on his forehead, for a while, Youxian spoke again: "Do you want to get your deck back?"

"Of course! After I get the deck, I can serve you better."

"Well, since you are so loyal, I can give you a chance now..."

“A very good opportunity.”

As You Xian spoke, he looked at the church in front of him and gave a strange smile.

=================Dividing line================

The moonlight passed through the transparent bay window like a silk thread, sprinkling on the man's face, and his cold expression seemed to blend in with it.

Adam sat alone by the window, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and his soft sighs drifted away with the night wind. The whole room was filled with such silence, as if time had also frozen with this silence.

He leaned back in his chair, picked up the fragrant coffee on the table, and still looked at the silver moon outside the window.

On quiet nights, he often liked to admire the pale moon alone in front of the bay window.

Whenever this happened, he would feel lonely and isolated at high altitudes, but he enjoyed this feeling immensely.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a strange figure.

Under this moonlit night, a figure crossed the street in a strange way, leaving only a few fallen leaves rustling in the wind.

.

The figure was like a ghost floating on the street, between reality and illusion. Only someone as meticulous as him could discover the other party's trace.

While being ethereal, it also made him seem incredibly... tempting.

What is that? A ghost? A legendary ghost? Or is it the resentment left behind after the card was discarded?

Adam didn't know the answer.

But he knew very well that no matter what it was, the appearance of this mysterious character in various stories often meant the beginning of an epic.

And Adam would never miss such a great opportunity for investigation.

So after hesitating for a moment, he put down the cup in his hand and stood up from the chair.

Adam hid in the darkness and carefully followed the direction the shadow was walking.

Fortunately, the shadow didn't move very fast, and after spending some time, he finally found the trace of the shadow.

He did not act rashly, but tried his best to hide his figure and stayed far behind the shadow.

Following the trail of shadows all the way, he finally came to a place that was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

but...

what on earth is it?

What appeared before him was a church, but this church was completely different from what he remembered.

The building looks like it was put together from a pile of bones.

But when he looked closely, he found that the bones were actually carved from stone, and each piece of stone was carefully carved to form an extremely exquisite picture.

The door of the church was as white as snow, decorated with some ancient and mysterious symbols. On both sides of the door stood two people in black robes, their faces were gloomy and severe, without a trace of smile.

Pale flames burned in the hands of these two 'men', like occasional phosphorescent flames in a grave.

Behind them, there was only a dark sky, no moon, no stars, as if the huge shadow of the church had swallowed everything.

If he looked closely, Adam discovered that the two 'people' were just two lifelike statues, but under the cover of night, they became extremely real.

"How can this be..."

Adam looked at the building in front of him with some disbelief and subconsciously took two steps back.

He knew this place. It was supposed to be the Church of Saint Hua. Although students were not allowed to enter after it was closed, he still came here once out of curiosity.

At that time, he saw only an ordinary building, but now this...

What is this? A church of bones?

Do you want to go in and take a look?

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Adam's mind, and it kept tempting the curious young man, just like the legendary devil tempting a greedy and depraved person.

But what if there is danger here? Just from the appearance, this place is already weird enough. And the destination of the black shadow is obviously this place.

It disappeared immediately after running to this vicinity.

But...if I really give up this opportunity, maybe the church will return to its original state tomorrow, and I will never have the chance to find out more.

Although his mind was still thinking, he involuntarily walked to the front of the stone gate and placed his hands on it as if possessed by a ghost.

Never mind, it’s a rare opportunity to come across such a good one, I must see what’s going on.

Besides, I'm a high-level duelist, what do I have to be afraid of?

If there was some mysterious person who wanted to cause trouble inside, and his impulsive action this time revealed his or their conspiracy, then after being exposed by himself, they would have no choice but to confront him head-on in this bone church.

Finally, their conspiracy was crushed head-on through a duel in the church at dawn...

Although he knew that everything was just his imagination and guesswork, Adam still felt an indescribable excitement.

Where has there ever been such an opportunity in the past?

He increased his strength and pushed open the heavy stone door with both hands with difficulty.

The world behind the door was not as dark as Adam had guessed. Pale torches flickered in a weak light. The firelight illuminated the dense patterns on the stone wall, dimly lit up the complex dome above, and finally shone on the black robe of the man in front of Adam with his back to him.

The man with the magnificent crown on his head was not sitting on his throne, but standing beside it.

But just by standing there, Adam felt that the man was so tall and noble, as if the person in front of him was not a mortal but a great god walking on the earth.

Just the existence made Adam feel suffocated.

He had no doubt that this man could completely erase all traces of himself in this world with just a wave of his hand.

Adam suspected that he was crazy for having such thoughts in his head.

But this premonition seemed extremely real to him, and his intuition told him that this man was so terrifying.

Beside him, there was a man and a woman guarding the man like wings, and they wore metal masks with intricate patterns on their faces.

The man on the right wore a golden mask, and the woman on the left wore a silver mask. They all leaned slightly, as if they were surrendering to the "god".

When Adam entered the bone church, he immediately attracted their attention.

But before the man in the main seat could speak, the man in the golden mask immediately bowed to the man and said, "I'm sorry, great Lord Tierra. It seems that I was not careful enough when I came here, and your holy place was defiled."

"I will execute him now. Please wait."

As he spoke, he stood up from the chair, and his eyes hidden under the golden mask stared at the helpless Adam, like a seasoned hunter who had set his sights on his prey.

I will die. If I really fight this person, I will definitely die!

Adam's body kept warning him, urging him to run away immediately.

Chapter 66: The World's Corrupted Church