My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Priests of their level can truly feel God.

This God is not a concrete person, but a state, which is equivalent to the "Tao" of China.

A practitioner can feel the existence of 'Tao'.

But after coming here, I couldn't feel it anymore, as if my faith had collapsed.

It's like being exiled to an unknown place!

The high priest said with a sullen face: "Since you have such a strong ability, you must be sure to hold us in your hands, so can you tell us... where is this place?"

This is showing weakness, but also curiosity.

The high priest showed weakness because at his level, you can tell if you can beat the opponent or not.

The guy who can easily bring the three of them here is by no means invincible to them.

This place is neither yin nor yang nor mirage, it is a world of its own!This kind of strength is too terrifying. He was also trying to fiddle with the 'fate' formed by those rhythms just now, but it was of no avail.

This 'Prelude to Destiny' cannot be disturbed or shaken at all!There is no way for them to escape from this 'fate'!

The old man playing the piano smiled: "This is the ultimate string, the end of cause and effect."

The high priest was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "I understand what you said about cause and effect, but... there is no end to cause and effect!"

Countless generations of clergy have also searched for the origin of fate. How can this thing have any origin?

The old man playing the piano said with a smile: "This cause and effect has an end. Alright three, we will meet in the future, and I hope you will take care of me at that time."

The moment the old man playing the piano disappeared, the golden beard, the prophet, and the high priest appeared beside him at the same time.

The hand of judgment of the golden beard firmly locked the wrist of the old man playing the piano, the triangular circle of the prophet appeared at the feet of the old man playing the piano and trapped his legs, and the holy light cross of the high priest grew directly from the clothes of the old man playing the piano, Pin him on it.

It's just that the old man playing the piano turned into a phantom and disappeared in the astonishment of the three.

Quiet.

dark.

A light rises.

A few scarabs crawled out of the golden beard's messy hair, emitting golden light.

"Obot, my lord priest, stand back, I'll try to see if I can break through here..."

The high priest and the prophet looked at the golden beard bombarding the earth, then looked at the deep ravine and foundation, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Obot, he said the ultimate string...the end of cause and effect...why is there a foundation for a city?"

The high priest was suspicious, and the prophet shook his head: "This is what I'm curious about too. It's just that too many fates are blocked here, and I can't use the eye of prophecy for the time being, but there seems to be ghosts working in the distance, why don't we ask?"

Chapter 1458 The Killing Begins

In the open and dark place, the soil under the feet is also very special, like dust, and has a burnt smell.

The high priest, the prophet, and the golden beard walked here, marveling at the magic, and tried to leave with magic, but all failed.

Neither the magic of the God of Wisdom nor the magic of the Holy See can break the boundary wall here.As if it is an independent and complete world.

In the distance, there were ghosts and shadows, and the more they walked, the more they realized that something was wrong.

They were still just as far away from the phantoms.

what happened?

The ghost was like a mirage. They walked for half an hour, an hour, nearly two hours, but they still didn't reach the ghost.

Detention?

Limitation?

What kind of formation is this?

"Aubote, Ruihein, the magic circle of the two of you is hard to rival, what kind of magic circle is here?"

Golden Beard didn't want to leave anymore.

The same city wall foundation, the same land, the same environment, the surrounding scenery has hardly changed, the repeated environment cannot get rid of, people will be anxious, and the paladin is the same, but the main reason for his anxiety is that he cannot feel the existence of God here .

He was very puzzled, God is everywhere, this concept is deeply rooted in people's hearts, no matter in the world or outside the world, God is with him.

But here is so special...

"Raymond, don't worry, those ghosts are coming towards us!"

The three found that they couldn't go to the ghost, but the ghost could walk towards them. A few ragged ghosts came here, seeming curious and confused.

"newcomer?"

The three of them were taken aback, this is not the language of Europa, but they can understand it for some reason.

"Where is this place?"

"Who knows. Get to work!"

A few ghosts began to ram the soil beside the foundation, but the three of them had no intention of leaving.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, the golden beetle got tired and burrowed back into the golden beard's hair, and several ghosts rested beside it.

They lit a candle, the green flame was faint, and they looked at the sky almost at the same time.

"My lord, today's work is done, please reward me with some food!"

There was no movement in the sky, but the candles flickered just now, and the fireworks curled up, turning into a bag of sauced meat, a jug of wine, and a few steamed buns. The ghosts who were working were overjoyed and grabbed them and ate them one after another.

Jinbeard moved his nose: "What a strange smell... like... the spiritual power fluctuations of holy water?"

The high priest shook his head: "It's much weaker than holy water, and it seems to have the effect of replenishing the Yin body."

After a group of people finished eating, they looked at the three of them and said: "Newcomers, listen to my advice, work hard if you want to survive, I have committed crimes after death, the adults above saw that I was sorry to leave a way out, You should be content. If you want to go out from here, you can do whatever you want, but don't involve us!"

"That's right, there were two groups of people making trouble in the first two times, and those involved were reduced to the last class of slaves. If the adults above don't show mercy in the past few days, they might starve to death. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... I heard that they will be starved after death If you die, there is no way to reincarnate."

"Okay, let's go, go back and rest quickly, there is still work to go back..."

Several ghosts left again, and the three wanted to keep up, but they couldn't keep up with their leaving speed.

Silence, another piece of silence.

The golden beard looked at the cross tattoo on the palm of his hand, and said to the two: "I'm sure, they are ghosts, not illusions."

The prophet also nodded: "Just now I managed to see them with the eyes of prophecy, but the picture before entering was cut off by an inexplicable force, and I can only see that they stayed here for a long time after entering, in order to build this city .”

The high priest asked, "Are you hungry?"

The two were puzzled.

The high priest suddenly opened his palm, and a candle appeared.

"I just thought about their candles that turned into food. It's quite magical. Or... let's try to work for a while and see if there will be food."

The two were puzzled: "How did you make this candle?"

"There is a saying in Eastern religions that three fires on the human body are lit on two shoulders of the heavenly spirit. After death, the remaining fire is the fire of life and soul. This candle is the fire of life."

The Prophet Obote and the Paladin Raymond are extremely talented people. After listening to it for a while, they began to try, and soon conjured their own candles.

This candle is not extinguished, does not disappear, and flickers in place, making the few people even more miraculous.It was the first time for them to see their life fire so intuitively.

The high priest said: "To understand this place, you must first integrate into it. Let's try the rules here too!"

As he said that, with a movement of his heart, the fire of life disappeared a little, but there was an extra shovel in his hand.

……

……

City area, headquarters of the Ghost Council.

The wall was smashed, and a roaring suture monster looked down at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Fight with me!"

The middle-aged man couldn't understand what he was saying, but found himself strangled by the neck.

"Aren't you going to take action?"

Du Xiu felt like he was going to die.

He has never experienced death, but he has also struggled on the verge of death. If he hadn't broken out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he wouldn't have sat at the top of the Ghost Council.

Resist, the weak fluctuation of spiritual power is harmless, only good physical strength can barely guarantee not to be strangled to death.

Du Xiu knew that the opponent was too strong.

Van Helsing is not here, Menotius is not here, Hazlitt, Lancelot, Noyce, Marisa, etc. are not here, only Richard, the experimental subject of Soul Castle, has been beaten to pieces, In a pool of blood.

"Kill me."

Du Xiu stopped struggling, raised his head, and looked coldly at the monster in front of him.

It's just that the monster's hand suddenly loosened.

"You don't even have the courage to do it, you don't deserve to die in my hands."

Neither of the two could understand the other party's words, but at this moment they completed a coincidental conversation.

The monster pointed to himself: "My name is Lubis, the mad corpse! You are welcome to find someone to avenge."

The monster is gone.

Du Xiu sat on the ground blankly.

survived?

The phone rang, Du Xiu picked it up, and Fan Helsing's voice came: "Hello? Speaker! I saw your emergency rescue message, and I'll be right there."

Du Xiu was silent: "No need, that monster is gone."

After a pause, Du Xiu said, "Is there any news from anyone else these days?"

Fan Helsing said: "No, I sent people from the Black Soul Cult to search, but there is no news about the Black Soul Cult..."

Van Helsing found it tricky, probably because a powerful host appeared.

Du Xiu was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened.

"Fan... this catastrophe depends on you!"

Van Helsing was suspicious: "Speaker, what do you mean?"

The next moment, there was a terrifying explosion on the other end of the phone.

At the temporary headquarters of the Ghost Council, Du Xiu was blown to pieces. The two women shot lightly at the golden light that appeared on his corpse, full of energy.

The second daughter had countless wounds and her clothes were in tatters. She had clearly experienced a fierce battle, but after taking some nourishment at this moment, her mental state improved a lot.

"Auntie, your killing intent is getting stronger..."

"I noticed that too."

"These golden lights seem to stimulate our negative emotions and drive us out of our minds!"

"Yes, but it also makes us stronger."

A woman stretched out her arm, and the sac on her arm was filled with terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, as if it was about to explode at any time. After continuously devouring those golden lights these days, these sacs that originally grew irregularly became regular, even and smooth. It grows harmoniously with the muscles and skin, as if it has an innate sense of beauty!

And she gradually discovered that under the nourishment of the golden light, each of these sacs is connected, as if spiritual power can be introduced into each other, which means that her control over the explosion has been improved to a higher level!

Perfect for growing up!

"who?!"

Outside, the soldiers serving as the defense force quickly entered the door, and the leader was held down by the woman's five fingers on the cheek.

burst!

The soldier's cheeks were bruised and he fell on his back.

"shooting!"

The soldiers behind roared loudly, and the bullets came in for free.

A meaty sac that kept opening and closing fell from the woman, and it was thrown towards the door.

burst!

Terrifying fluctuations in spiritual power do little damage to the body, but great damage to the soul!