After being dressed as a human, everyone regards me as a god

The corridor is empty, the pure white wooden door is concealed, and some dark cracks are exposed on the side, as if the devil is waving at you, luring people to fall.

'Hell is ahead, friendly reminder, don't follow your curiosity too blindly—'

They stopped outside the door, and the system's prompt sound became more and more urgent, constantly emphasizing in their minds.

Bart swallowed, stretched out his right hand to gently hold the doorknob, and just as he put his hand on it, the white wooden door 'Yi' suddenly, like a sharp crow's cry.

Listening to the prompt in his mind, Bart clenched his hands into fists, hesitated for a few seconds, turned his head to look at Molinka and Dominic, licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and asked in a low voice carefully: "Are we really going in? Aren't you curious, what is the hell that the system talks about?"

"Whether we can get in or not, we are already standing outside the door."

Molinka stretched out her hand to hold the handle of the knife on her waist, and raised her eyebrows at him: "Why are you still talking such stupid things, not to mention have you ever seen real hell?"

With a shake of his hand, the door went in, but was pulled back by Bart, and a few gusts of cold wind burst out from the crack of the door.

Bart shivered: "You are so courageous, why don't you come and open the door?"

Although his ability is related to the darkness, Bart doesn't like this inexplicable feeling, and for some reason, he always feels chilly behind him, as if there is a fourth person on the corridor, staring openly in the dark corner. It looks like he is watching.

"How do you do things? Are you still a man? Gravell and the other four NPCs have already walked out in front of you, and they haven't seen any other NPCs since last night. Could it be that there are still There will be a monster hidden, rush out the moment you push the door open, and eat you in one bite?"

Molinka lifted the ponytail behind her head with her right hand, raised the corner of her mouth and sneered, deliberately licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue to hide her panic when facing the darkness, and then held the handle of the knife at her waist with her left hand, pretending to walk over: "If you're really scared, then I'll do it."

Bart took a breath, but he didn't really choose to give in. He kept silent and didn't make a sound, closed his eyes, held the doorknob and pushed hard.

'Yiya——'

The white door was pushed open by Bart vigorously, and the darkness hidden inside was completely exposed to their vision, and there was an extremely weird sound when the bottom of the door rubbed against the floor, like a dull and rusty steel weapon cutting bones .

The nerves of Molinka and Bart tensed up at the same time. The sound made people feel sour and astringent even in the back molars, gums, and even the entire mouth.

At the same time, the moment the door was opened, an extremely unpleasant, sour and rotten damp smell wafted out from the door.

Bart, who heard the voice completely, licked his lips that were dry due to nervousness, took a deep breath of air tremblingly, and when he smelled the filthy stench, he immediately felt nauseated and squatted on the ground to retch vigorously.

He felt as if he had gone to a place full of filth, and after eating a lot of bitter lemons and sour meat, his mouth was dry and bitter, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"It's pitch black, what could be inside?"

Seeing Bart's appearance, Malinka immediately took a big step back, and at the same time reached out to cover her nose and lips, her eyes were full of disgust: "Why does it smell so disgusting?"

It seemed to be an extreme darkness inside, there was no light, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Bart wiped the corner of his lower lip with the back of his hand, and tried to put his hand into the door. The darkness immediately surrounded his hand. Bart quickly withdrew his hand, looked up at Molinka with doubts in his eyes: "Do you want to open this door? Don't you know what's in there?"

"I do not know."

Molinka shook her head and replied, "I just saw those four NPCs go in, and they came out not long after the two of you arrived."

Dominique felt it when the smell came out slightly. He slightly raised his finger and applied a purification technique to himself covertly. While shielding his sense of smell, he pretended to cover his nose with his palm, and said with a slight frown: "Instead of standing here and guessing what's inside." What will happen, don’t you know after entering?”

"Too."

Molinka looked at him sideways, continued to cover her nose with her palm, and lowered her voice: "But it's so dark inside, do you have light?"

From yesterday to now, she hasn't seen Dominic's abilities or other special abilities, which makes Molinka very curious.

"There is fire."

Dominique nodded slightly, his eyebrows were pious and gentle, his right hand pretended to reach into the storage space, and he took out the oil lamp he got from the mysterious man with a beak mask on his face.

The silver wings on both sides of the oil lamp stretched out, burning an orange flame at the same time as it was taken out.

"strangeness."

Molinka asked with some doubts: "Why can you put the props in the game into your storage space?"

"I'm not very clear, maybe this is a special prop."

Dominic deliberately interfered with her thoughts, holding the lamp holder in the palm of his right hand, and the warm firelight shone on the side of his face, and slowly showed an incomparably holy smile to Molinka.

"I still say that, continue to choose to stand outside the door, then you will never know what is inside the door."

The smile was fleeting, and when Bart and Molinka were amazed at his handsome appearance, Dominic strode up to Bart and looked sideways slightly: "Then I'll go in first."

Then he stepped barefoot into the room in front of him.

He walked forward wearing the holy light, his heart was full of light, and he was naturally fearless of the invasion of darkness.

'I smell a familiar scent. '

The red mole on the face was as bright as blood. After stepping through the door, the dark personality sighed in Dominique's heart: "You laughed so frivolously just now, you don't look like me at all." '

'Not like you? '

The candle flame was burning in the darkness, and above the misty flame seemed to be surrounded by a layer of fog, the burning candle flame slowly pushed back the darkness.Dominique quietly waited for the candlelight to expand around, waiting for the darkness to dissipate, imitating his tone and replying in his heart: "Aren't you as coquettish and seductive as you?" '

'wrong. '

The dark personality conjured up an invisible hand to caress his brows and eyes, and his provocative laughter was romantic and full of love: "Your words are still as fresh as ever."

'Thank you for your compliment, but we are one, and I will not be happy because of your compliment. '

Dominique stroked the bloody mole at the corner of his eye with his fingers, and scattered the arm transformed by another personality. At the same time, he injected some holy light into the candlestick in his hand, so that the speed of the flame to expel the darkness would be faster.

"Ivan?"

Molinka and Bart came from the door together, followed the candlelight, and came to the place where Dominic was in the dark.

The darkness suppressed people's panic, and the sense of fear continued to spread. Bart's palm gathered supernatural powers. He looked around the darkness, looked up and said to Dominique in front of him, "It seems to be much bigger than I imagined."

"It's not big, it's empty. This should be another space, and that door is just an illusionary entrance."

Dominique answered Bart's question with slightly sideways eyes, and suddenly stopped in the dark, and pressed down the candle, only to find that there was a downward stone road in front of them.

Some doubts about the space were dispelled by the sudden appearance of the road. Bart looked down at the stone slab, and his words were full of curiosity: "What's going on down here?"

Molinka still held the handle of the knife vigilantly: "Go down and have a look."

Dominique didn't make a sound, and with the oil lamp in his hand, he walked barefoot towards the stone slab below.

Deep purple, crimson, blue, darker and older colors are intertwined on the irregular stone slabs, falling one after another, and there are ten layers in total.

As they walked down the stone slab, the light began to get brighter and brighter, there was no fog under the steps, and the unpleasant smell when they entered the door also subsided a little.As a result, the light from the candle in Dominic's hand became more and more clear. The lowermost stone slab was connected to a road with black mud mixed with white bones. There were high walls on both sides, and a bloody mist surrounded the tens of meters above the head.

Bart looked up at the top, clicked his tongue and said, "Is that an exaggeration? We obviously only dropped ten stone slabs."

Molinka and Dominic looked sideways at the left and right walls respectively, and neither had time to answer his question.

On the wall of Dominique's left hand, there is a painting of a woman lying on the ground sideways. Her body is full of wounds cut by sharp knives. The blood in her whole body seems to have been drained. A black cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and waist. The color is very realistic. , very much like stuffing people directly into the wall.

There were blood and tears in the woman's eyes, her mouth was blocked by ice, and a sharp object was stuck on her forehead.Around her was a group of men in black robes with hammers and cones in their hands.

There is also a mural on the wall on the right. The long black hair covers the face of the mural, and his facial features cannot be seen clearly. You can see a pair of black wings on his back, four legs, and three pairs of black horns on both sides of his head, like Pretty much the demon Dominique had seen before.

There was a man in black robe standing in front of the demon. They were holding a black chain between them, with each other's chests at both ends.

"Ivan."

Molinka put her arms around her arms, looked sideways at Dominic and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think this painting looks familiar?"

Dominic nodded slightly: "Indeed."

The scene on the mural seems to have just been experienced by them.

"What are you two talking about? It won't be what I think."

After Bart saw the mural, the hairs on his arms and body stood up one by one. He could understand the conversation between Dominic and Molinka, but he didn't dare to understand, so he got closer and closer to Molinka and Dominic nervously. Nick, as if a burning candle could ease some of his fears.

"Where is this place, and who is the person in the painting?"

Those bloody eyes were too real, as if he was looking at himself from every angle, Bart didn't want to believe his answer, but the feeling of being spied on became stronger and stronger, he couldn't help but muttered to himself: "Really It's so weird."

The monk didn't mention the devil in the clues, and Bart shot Nina first. He was afraid that there would be other special mechanisms in this game.

There were many confusions in Molinka's heart, and she didn't have time to answer his questions. Dominic also remained silent, so Bart simply stopped talking, flustered like a frightened bird.

They continued to go straight on this road, and there were more and more bones under their feet, and no one paid attention to them. Finally, the three of them stopped in front of a black door.

The black mud and white bones along the way seemed to be illusions, and the soles of the feet and the soles of the shoes were not dirty when walking up. Dominique held the lamp holder in his right hand, held the black doorknob in his left hand, and gently pushed the door inward.

There was a faint light inside the opened door, and many white candles were clearly lit, and at the same time, a strong and pungent smell of blood wafted out.

Dominique stepped through the door with an oil lamp in hand. Inside was a room, very empty, much smaller than the operating room.

The burning candles in the room, after Dominic entered the room, shone with the candle in his hand, so the bright light suddenly illuminated the whole room.Molinka and Bart walked into the room together with Dominic, and then the door closed automatically. Bart couldn't help shivering, and took a big step forward.

The room was surrounded by snow-white walls, and under their feet lay black floor tiles one after another. In the center of the room stood a vertical cross, on which a complete human-shaped skeleton was tightly tied with many black ropes.

The bones of the skeleton bound to the cross were not very large, the bones of the neck were very thin, and there was a hole on the forehead that seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon.

In front of the cross stood a black meat grinder, full of sharp knives, which was working at this time, with red and white flesh rolling and crushing inside.Next to the meat grinder was a container filled with blood, and a stack of white porcelain plates on the ground.

'1, 2...23. '

Bart glanced at the bones on the cross, lowered his head to count the total number of porcelain plates, and looked sideways at the tumbling pieces of meat in the meat grinder. He seemed to think of something for a moment, so he immediately looked sideways at Maureen Ka, raised his right hand slightly, the color of his face faded instantly, and said in a trembling voice: "I remember you said that Gravell and the others took Nina's body—"

"do not talk."

Molinka's back felt cold, and her heart shivered. She immediately understood what he wanted to say, so she shook her head vigorously, and firmly denied his words: "Let's get out of here now, as if nothing happened I didn’t see anything, it’s just a game, don’t think about it.”

Bart knew in his heart that what she said was right, but he still couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and stretched out his hand to point to the skeleton on the cross: "You say, it will belong to Nina—"

corpse?

"I told you to stop talking! Can't you understand people's words?"

Molinka walked over and covered Bart's mouth vigorously, comforting him and at the same time seeming to persuade herself: "It's useless to think too much, so it doesn't matter if you are or not? Those have nothing to do with the final victory... …There is only one thing we have to do now, and that is to win early, or find another way to end this game quickly.”

Her thoughts were far more than what Bart thought. After seeing the murals and the meat grinder, Malinka felt that if the game continued to be delayed for a few more days, she worried that after quitting the dark game, she really needed to go to reality. Looking for a counselor in the world.

Although it was a dark game world, it was the first time she had seen such a dark game.

Bart thought about her words seriously, and gradually calmed down a little.

"Ivan."

Molinka let go of her hand, called Dominic's name, looked sideways at him and asked, "What do you think, after seeing the murals and the scene here, do you think of any useful information?"

Dominic shook his head at her, without directly expressing his true thoughts: "It should be similar to the message you thought of."

"I really admire you guys for thinking about looking for clues under such circumstances."

Bart looked at him with a pale face, and pointed to the cross and the meat grinder: "Aren't you afraid of these things?"

"Fear?"

Dominic shook his head slightly, looked at him calmly, and said after a little thought: "Didn't Molinka say that, it's just in the game, not to mention that I didn't eat that meat yesterday."

"Fuck me."

When Bart's Adam's apple rolled, acid water surged up, and he squatted on the ground and vomited violently.

"I'm begging you two, can you stop talking like this quickly? The game just started yesterday, and no unbelievers died..."

Molinka's expression was also ugly, and she stretched out her right hand to cover her chest, forcibly suppressing the nausea in her stomach.

"There are only a few hours left until dinner time, and Gravell and the others may come back, so let's leave here first."

Holding the oil lamp in his right hand, Dominic took a small step back, glanced sideways at Bart who was retching on the ground, and kindly reminded him: "Remember to clean up the filth on the ground, so as not to be caught by Greif They found out you had been here."

Bart took out a tissue from the storage space to wipe the corners of his mouth, patted his chest vigorously a few times, then summoned black energy from his palm, cleaned up all the filth on the ground, and then got up silently and walked to Dominic.

Dominic lowered his eyes slightly, then glanced at Molinka again, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Then he reached out and opened the door again.

Behind the door that was opened for the second time was a mass of bloody mist, not the road they saw when they came, the road paved with black mud and white bones fused together.

Dominic's footsteps paused for a second, and he let go of his right hand in front of Molinka. The oil lamp disappeared after landing on the ground. His brows and eyes were pious and fearless of the darkness, and he strode into the mist.

The color of blood covered his eyes, and his field of vision changed. When Dominic opened his eyes again, he had returned to the place where he heard the system prompt just now.

There is a long corridor in front of you, the white door is ajar, and the gap at the edge reveals a little darkness.

Grevell was wearing a black robe, and walked over in a hurry from behind him. The half mask was still on his face, and no emotion could be seen in his eyes behind the lenses.After seeing Dominic, he stopped and asked in a flat voice, "Why are you here?"

Dominic raised his head slightly and looked at him with calm eyes: "I'm going back to my room to rest."

Then he raised his hand and made a gesture of prayer, and Dominic asked softly, "Bishop Grevel, what are you doing in a place like this?"

Just as Grevel was about to answer his question, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, so he turned his head to look behind Dominic.

"Bishop Grevel, I never expected to meet you in this kind of place..."

Molinka's voice came from behind Dominic, with a little surprise, and Bart was with her.

"Emanuel."

Gravell made a prayer gesture to Molinka and Bartle, and then glanced at Dominic.

Dominic took a step back and gave the seat to Molinka: "Then I'll go back to the room first."

Molinka turned her head and winked at him: "Then I will find you at dinner."

"Ok."

Dominic responded with a voice, turned and walked towards the corridor.

Bart looked at his back and blinked, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dominique walked around the corner barefoot, the light and shadow followed him, and disappeared into the corridor when there was no one around.