Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 19

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church

This person's voice was sticky like a disgusting slug, which made Zhou Yan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He was no stranger to him, and he was even impressed.

It was the voice of that voodoo mother-in-law!

Zhou Yan was glad that he was wearing a mask on his face at the moment, but he was afraid that she would see the clues, and the substantial sight from behind made him feel like a light on his back.

In the end, Zhou Yan turned around slowly, deliberately lowered his voice, and said, "I am not a lost lamb, I am the messenger of Satan."

After saying this sentence, Zhou Yan still couldn't help but trembled all over. There was no other reason, it was too secondary.

What kind of messenger of Satan, I didn't say such things when I was a child.

But now Zhou Yan wished that this sentence was true, so that the weird voodoo mother-in-law in front of him would not easily recognize her identity as an exorcist.

The voodoo mother-in-law wears a beak mask on her face. She is short in stature, and her eyes under the shadow of the mask are as usual benevolent, but she holds a sharp dagger in her hand.

The top of the dagger was also stained with inexplicable blood stains.

Zhou Yan swallowed secretly, straightened his back, and said condescendingly, "When will the mass start?"

The voodoo mother-in-law stepped back, looked Zhou Yan up and down, stayed on his horned mask for a few seconds, and said slowly: "An envoy of Satan, it has been a long time since an envoy of Satan appeared here."

Zhou Yan snorted heavily, expressing his complete disdain.

Perhaps his arrogant attitude eased Granny Voodoo's suspicions, and she said to Zhou Yan, "Come on, since you want to attend the Black Rose Mass, you must show respect to Pazuzu Demon God."

Zhou Yan raised his heels behind her and came straight to the towering gate. As soon as he stepped on the steps, he smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose.

On the top of the white steps, there is an exquisite and huge copper pot, and the copper pot is cast with complicated and beautiful patterns.

But the white brick surface below it dripped a lot of dull blood, like withered flower petals scattered on the ground.

Zhou Yan's eyes focused on the dagger in the hands of Granny Voodoo, and a bad idea came to his mind.

"Your pious blood is the best gift to Pazuzu. Come, donate your blood to our demon god."

The voodoo mother-in-law stretched out her trembling hand and handed the bloody dagger to Zhou Yan, and her eyes suddenly shone with a breathtaking light.

Zhou Yan took a step back in disgust, and said, "It's too dirty, I don't want this."

Granny Wudu's face darkened instantly, and her voice was so hoarse that people couldn't help covering their ears: "What did you say?"

Zhou Yan secretly took out his tools from the system space, a white light flashed in the hand hanging beside the hem of his clothes, and a particularly sharp knife appeared in his palm.

He picked up the small knife in his hand, deliberately played a knife in front of the voodoo mother-in-law, and said in a rude tone: "It's fine to dedicate it to Pazuzu, but I don't want to use your blade."

Who knows what this terrible voodoo mother-in-law will paint on the blade, if it is not a last resort, Zhou Yan will definitely not have any contact with this voodoo mother-in-law.

The voodoo mother-in-law snorted coldly and said, "I hope you can offer your blood devoutly."

Zhou Yan shook his sleeves heavily, came to the smelly copper pot, forcibly resisted the desire to gag, took a deep breath, and drew a bloodstain on his palm with a knife.

He didn't hide his action of cutting his palm, but deliberately turned the wound on his palm towards Granny Voodoo. Under her scrutinizing gaze, he slowly closed his palm, and forcefully dripped the blood oozing from the wound into the copper pot.

The small knife used was exceptionally sharp, and even the blood that flowed out was particularly large, and even gathered into a long and thin blood line, flowing down one after another.

Zhou Yan's hand trembled slightly, he was not a person who could endure pain, and he did draw a deep scar on his palm.

Now that he is fighting alone, with the voodoo mother-in-law watching over him, he doesn't intend to get away with it.

However, he is not a person who sits and waits to die, so he still moves a little bit.

Zhou Yan squinted his eyes, pretending to wait relaxedly, until the blood flowing out of the wound turned into dripping blood beads, then slowly put back the knife, waved to the voodoo mother-in-law, and showed his strength. Wound.

He cut deep and hard this time, with dark red scars lying across his white palms, and the skin on both sides was slightly raised due to his deliberate squeezing, like a slightly opened mouth.

"Is it okay?" Zhou Yan said, showing the wound on his palm.

"Yes, you are very pious," Grandma Wudu turned slightly to Zhou Yan, opened the closed door with a gap that only one person can enter and exit, and said, "Please come in."

Zhou Yan hastily wrapped a cloth strip around his wound, stepped forward, took a deep breath, and walked towards the Black Rose Mass.

The interior space of this unorthodox and shocking church is very spacious, and there is no difference in the structure of the church that Zhou Yan encountered in real life, except that the characteristics about heaven have been replaced with hell scenes.

All the believers in black had chosen their seats and sat neatly on the wooden benches, but when they arrived at the place where the black mass was held, they seemed to relax a little, and they all started chatting with each other.

It seems that they have performed this kind of weird mass many times.

Zhou Yan secretly thought that he searched for Ji Fangwei and Michael in the dark crowd of believers, but unfortunately they were all in vain, and his unusual behavior also attracted the attention of other believers.

More and more unkind and malicious eyes gathered on him, Zhou Yan could only lower his head, and randomly found a slightly free corner of the bench to sit down.

As soon as he looked up, he saw two familiar figures on the front prayer platform.

It was Lilith and Cecilia, and their dresses were also very different.

Lilith didn't choose those fancy clothes, but simply wore a white cloth. Her flamboyant and beautiful red hair was covered under the rough white cloth, and only a sinful and twisted crown of thorns was worn on her head. superior.

Today is obviously her day to show off, and she brought three souls of original sin to Pazuzu in one breath, naturally located in the most prominent position in this church.

In her arms, Chessia was wearing a pure white and flowing white gauze, and also wore a crown of thorns on her head. She was huddled in her mother's arms quietly at this time, with a distorted face expressionless, dark The dark pupils looked at the people in the audience with lifeless eyes.

Suddenly, she broke out into a sharp and weird smile, piercing like a needle, and even overwhelmed the whispering believers.

Suddenly, there was a deathly silence in the air, only Cecilia giggled and giggled, and they all turned their heads to look at Cecilia, who looked crazy, without saying a word.

Although Cecilia was smiling, her facial features showed a kind of distorted pain, her face was flushed, and it was impossible to tell whether she was laughing or crying.

Lilith's expression immediately became gloomy and terrifying. There was no need for her to play the role of a kind mother on this occasion. When she saw Cecilia fell ill again, she viciously showed her terrifying fangs and roared at Cecia: "Shut up!" Mouth!"

Chessia laughed backwards and forwards. She didn't even notice Lilith's changing appearance, but in the next second, all her abnormal actions suddenly stopped as if they were paused.

She returned to the expressionless state again, sitting indifferently on Lilith's lap, her dark eyes lost their expression.

Zhou Yan looked at Cecilia from afar, remembering what Michael said about the container.

Chessia is a product of chaos deliberately created by Lilith. She is a hybrid of angels and demons. She has no soul, only the consciousness of chaos, and is the best container for accepting Satan.

My own customs clearance task is to prevent the birth of evil spirits.

Is the method really as Ji Fangwei said, killing Chessia is all over?

Zhou Yan, who was hiding under the mask, frowned tightly, he always felt that things were not that simple.

Squeak.

The door behind him closed slowly, Granny Voodoo came in from the door, she lifted the huge copper pot effortlessly with both hands, walked straight to the middle of the prayer platform, and shouted to the high dome of the church: "Great demon god Pazuzu, please come down! Please inspect the gifts presented to you by our pious believers."

"Great Pazuzu! Come!"

"Uh..." All the believers chanted Pazuzu's name in unison.

If it was before, Zhou Yan would definitely not go with them, but after going through several dungeons, he understands that sometimes going with the flow is a way to save his life.

He also did as the Romans did, following them in prayer gestures.

The line of sight moved up involuntarily, Zhou Yan's heart jumped suddenly, and the scene of heaven was depicted above the dome of the church, which was the picture of God's creation.

However, a bit of viscous and pitch-black asphalt dripped from the top of the dome, and then more and more asphalt gathered on the dome, and this liquid that exudes a strong scorched smell dripped from the dome bit by bit.

The black liquid on the prayer platform gradually spread, and it took only a short time to cover the entire prayer platform. A strange hand with terrifying claws stretched out from the asphalt.

These are a pair of inhuman hands. Just one hand makes Zhou Yan feel the horror of the position. The whole body of this hand is red like blood, and there are even uncoagulated blood beads on it. Zuzu's skin slowly slipped off.

After exploring the air for a while, the strange hand with black thick and sharp nails slowly reached out to the silent Cesia.

Cecilia maintained an indifferent attitude, and did not respond to the terrifying giant hand that appeared in front of her eyes.

The huge palm held Cecilia's small figure, and when the palm overlapped with the girl's figure, an unimaginable change occurred in Cecilia's body.

The ancient demon god Pa Zuzu slowly revealed his real body from her body. Compared with the statue of the evil god sacrificed in the basement, Pa Zuzu's real body is more terrifying and crazy.

A single, large, scarlet eye occupies the general's cheek, and below one eye is a beak as hard as an eagle's.

And his body is really too huge, as soon as he appears, he will almost reach the sky of the church.

The overly bloated figure turned the flesh on his body into layers of shapes, and his body was covered with hideous sarcoid tumors of different sizes.

The superimposed gigantic blood-red demon god and the tiny figure of the girl overlapped, which had enough impact just visually, not to mention the extreme pressure brought by the hell demon god, which was so heavy that everyone couldn't breathe.

Zhou Yan, who hung his head down, kept looking at Pazuzu's huge one-eyed eyes from the corner of his eye. His face was covered with cold sweat under the mask. It seemed that the way to destroy the container to prevent the evil god from descending into the world was to seek his own death.

But it's not necessarily true, Zhou Yan moved his fingers unconsciously, wondering if Ji Fangwei could deal with him?

Where is he now?

The author says:

Today's jj is so pumping!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!