Ancient God Library

Chapter 89 Dungeon
A spiritual wall was set up outside the dilapidated house.

It can't be seen from the outside, but it can be clearly felt from the inside.

The Psionic Wall is a method that every awakened person knows.

It is convenient and efficient, but when Andi walked in just now, it seemed that he used his ability to erode a hole, and the other party probably didn't notice it.

"It seems that the Psionic Wall is not absolutely safe, and there are many mysterious methods that can be bypassed." Romon walked down the dark tunnel, not far from Andi.

After the two walked down the tunnel, they kept silent, paying attention to the surrounding environment, and beware of sudden danger.

Indeed, as Romon thought.

Andi's awakening ability can break through the wall of spiritual energy without the installer noticing.

At the end of the ruin passage is a large dungeon.

There are two mechanical workbenches in the dungeon hall, on which are densely packed glass bottles.Liquids of different colors are contained in it, and the bottles are neatly labeled.

It seems that the owner here has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, bottles of different colors must be placed in different areas.

And the orientation of the labels is neat and consistent.

Several pipes extend from the mechanical workbench, connecting to the furnace pot in the hall, and the green liquid inside is boiling soup.

On both sides are cells.

The detainees in each cell have different degrees of plague infection.

This is a plague laboratory.

Myron, who had peeped at Romon's spirit before, was sitting on the edge of the dungeon, holding a pair of Kunka cards: "I got up this morning and did a divination for myself, and the result was not to go out. Now I have a divination again , the results are not optimistic.

Archibald, do you have an improved version of the plague research?I don't have time to spend with you. "

Myron's eyesight hasn't recovered yet, so he has to use a blind man's stick when he goes out. The experience of divination last time was so profound that he still has lingering fears.

This plague laboratory was created by the Gaobang Alliance and the Corpse Cult.

The Confederation of High States is a federal state.

The large and small tribes, small kingdoms, and various forces in the country have formed a huge alliance.But such a country does not have a unified culture, no unified thinking, and can only maintain domestic stability by exporting wars and continuous aggression.

In war, they do everything they can.

After the Gaobang Alliance proposed to spread the plague, the Blood Cup Cult and the Corpse Cult hit it off with them.

The Blood Cup Cult provided valuable materials, the Cannibal Cult contributed the technology to create the plague, and the Gaobang Alliance provided the research, the environment for creating the plague, and was responsible for its subsequent dissemination.

The division of labor and cooperation is very clear.

Archibald is a pharmacy expert of the Corpse Eating Cult, specializing in all kinds of poisons and potions that can kill people. He is an experienced senior who has been in the laboratory all year round. He is a perfect combination of theory and practice.

People with a lot of ideas are not uncommon.

But being able to put these ideas into action, decades of hard work, strict self-discipline, and relying on one's own hands to realize one's own ideas is outrageous.

On Earth.

It is impossible for such a person to have women and hair!
"Don't worry, the Church of Life has found a powerful opponent this time.

The plague that is a mixture of three different plagues can be solved, it is not possible to cure the trash of the church.

It is the first time that my mixed poison has met an opponent, and this time I will concoct a more powerful mixed poison. "

The flesh and blood on Archibald's rotten face squirmed, and there was light in his eyes.

It was a frenetic glow.

he is lonely...

From a young age, Archibald was fascinated by pharmacology and pathology.

And showed a strong talent in this area, and then devoted decades of life to this path.

Even because of the lack of longevity.

He took the initiative to join the Corpse Cult and turned himself into a corpse demon.

Corruption of the skin, eating raw corpses, these are not things, Archibald just wants to gain more time and lifespan, and devote himself to research.

Now that he has met a guy who can undo his poison, what rises in his heart is not frustration, but intense excitement.

Seeing that Archibald was obsessed with research and stopped talking, Myron was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

No matter in that era, talent is the most important.

"Myron, you are too fussy. There are traps I set up all around. If someone breaks in, even if he doesn't die, he will be discovered immediately. If you really want to get into the dungeon, you have to go through the teleportation array I set up." In the corner, a man in a black coat showed disdain on his face.

As a technician of the Corpse Cult, Archibald is always surrounded by bodyguards.

Luke was the best of Archibald's bodyguards.

The two have worked together for several years.

Myron said coldly: "Why do you think my eyes are blind? In this city, besides the three major churches and the Bureau of Investigation, there are other dangers."

He didn't quarrel with the corpse eaters.

It is different from the madness and brainlessness of the Blood Cup Cult.

Corpse eaters, these guys are all vicious perverts.

The gods worshiped by these two sects will make people's brains go crazy intermittently.

Whether it's the "blood cup" or the "corpse god" believed by the cannibalism.

If there is no task in the body.

Myron didn't want to deal with madmen at all.

He just wanted to get the improved plague as soon as possible, and then go home quickly. The result of today's divination made him worry all the time.

Since he was stabbed blind, he has retreated from the first line to the second line.

Let those lunatics and perverts be dealt with by people like Augusta.He hid on the second line, helping to deliver medicine, spying on information, etc., there would be no danger, right?

During the three people's conversation, they didn't find a translucent ghost in the wall next to them, which could hear their words clearly.

In the dark passage.

Andi's left eye is dull, and with the help of the ghost's shared perspective, she has found the location of the dungeon.

"Just ahead, there are two second-order awakeners, one from the Gaobang Alliance and the other from the Corpse Cult." Andi whispered.

"Corpse Cult?"

Romon didn't expect that the Corpse Cult would be involved in this matter, and he thought it was all the Blood Cup Cult.

But the two cults are in cahoots, and it's not surprising that there is a Corpse Cult.

"Go, kill them."

Blood flashed faintly in An Di's eyes, and there was a sick look on his face.

"You haven't had a direct conflict with the Blood Cup Cult before, so don't come forward later, leave it to me." Romon thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to involve the senior sisters and the others.

However, Andi shook his head: "Anyway, sooner or later there will be conflicts with the Blood Cup Cult. You are a blood sacrifice, and they will not let you go. Now let's kill a few first, so that the Blood Cup Cult doesn't think we are soft persimmons. And , If you kill them now, there will be fewer enemies in the future. Enemies, the more you kill, the fewer enemies you will have."

This……

Romon had never seen such a side of Andi.

All my senior sisters are sick and delicate?

(End of this chapter)