ebookland Chapter 78 The world is changing.
Chapter 78 The world is changing.
next second.
The world around me was spinning.
Before Mo Weiqian could react, he was thrown out of that strange space.
"boom..."
The young man who was thrown back casually came into close contact with the floor.
Before my eyes was the familiar emerald green dome of the church.
Hey!
Mo Weiqian's expression management failed at this moment.
After all, we are working for Him, can't we show some harmony and care?
"Well..."
It's very uncomfortable to have wet hair sticking to your face.
The young man gasped in unbearable pain. After leaving Naya, his condition became even worse, but his sanity value remained unchanged.
Mo Weiqian couldn't help but sneer. It was really interesting. Was he trying to tell him about His advantages in a different way?
The ability to think is disappearing, and everything in sight is collapsing and reconstructing. It is more confusing than eating Yunnan mushrooms.
The world became bizarre, twisted and strange.
The young man seemed to be assimilating into the copy, becoming crazy and chaotic.
The church is no longer as clean and holy as before.
Everything exudes a strong and ominous smell of death.
As if it could devour the young man at any time.
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After resting on the ground for a while, the young man rubbed his sore shoulders.
By the way, I wiped my slightly wet face.
Trying hard to calm down my crazy emotions.
“Tatttattt…”
The nun smiled gently as always, but she could no longer hide her malice after failing to deal with the young man twice.
A cold malice was already overflowing from her resentful eyes.
"Ah, you're back. I'm looking forward to tonight."
In their place are some newer faces in the church.
It’s easy to guess where the newcomers from yesterday went.
The nun's words received no response.
But the corners of his mouth remained raised, maintaining a false sense of decency.
At this moment, all the nuns who were working in the church stopped what they were doing.
They all looked at Mo Weiqian.
There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he could tear the person to pieces immediately.
“Pah, pah, pah—”
The youth gave their performance the highest form of praise.
He clapped his hands, smiled slightly, and nonchalantly counted the number of nuns in the church, his eyes full of disdainful provocation:
"Sister Fishak, I am also looking forward to it..."
After saying this, he casually took a step forward with his long legs, no longer caring what these histrionic people thought of him, and strode out of the church.
At this moment, the wind was howling outside the church, and some wooden doors and windows made loud noises as they blew through them, making the church look particularly eerie and scary.
Not long after I came back, the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mo Weiqian narrowed his eyes and got ready.
The wind was howling and it hurt my face.
The young man opened the system and bought a pair of speed-enhancing shoes.
After climbing out of the dormitory window, his physical fitness had improved qualitatively and he no longer cared about the height.
Climb up one level along the dormitory to reach the top platform.
There is a small rooftop here.
Mo Weiqian took out the drawing paper he had picked up at random in the church.
Sister Fishak was drawn on it in a crooked manner, in the form of a half angel and half demon.
I have to praise this painting skill.
Soul painter.
A quarter of an hour later, it was completely dark.
Thick darkness descended.
"Tick tock-"
Sister Fishak, with blood dripping down her face and a hideous look on her face, appeared with her group of spiritual sisters and girls.
As expected, Fishak was the only Red Sister, the rest were all White Sisters.
Fishak is the mini-boss in this scene.
【Ding! 】
[Sister Fishak's current alienation level: 100%]
Sister Fishak stopped talking to him; her patience had been exhausted by the young man.
She just wanted to enjoy the fruits of her victory tonight.
It must be...delicious!
Fishak ordered Sister White to surround him and make sure he would not be able to escape.
The encirclement gradually narrowed, and Fishak could no longer hold back his drooling.
He let out bursts of strange and shrill laughter, suddenly raised the cross scimitar that was now filled with blood, and rushed towards him.
"Boom-"
"咚咚-"
"Boom boom boom——"
Mo Weiqian raised his eyes, his sight fixed on the scarlet scimitar an inch away from his head. Seeing Fishak's smile finally settled at this moment, he smiled softly:
"Fishak, go to hell."
"The mass grave requires your atonement."
Hearing about the mass grave, Fishak's face showed a trace of ferocity, "You really are the bug that night!"
Fishak, who was being chopped down by the knife, was unable to move, and he cursed wildly: "You damned sinner, what have you done!!"
Mo Weiqian scratched his ears, not caring about her dirty words at all. He just turned around and bowed to a beautiful figure in the shadows:
"Director Fang, thank you for your help."
"She must pay for her sins in a mass grave."
Mo Weiqian emphasized the last two words.
Fishak seemed to have heard her judgment and expressed great anger:
“Nooooooooooooo!!”
"Only the Mother Goddess can judge me. Who do you think you are?"
"I am the most devout believer of the Mother Goddess. She will not leave me alone..."
The dying struggle is always tragic. Director Fang nodded slightly to Mo Weiqian and looked at this somewhat strange young man.
He always had unexpected compassion for dead things like them.
Director Fang lowered her eyes and hid her smile. This was probably the reason why she felt at ease letting Xiaoying follow him.
With infinite blessings to the young man, she disappeared from Mo Weiqian's sight, holding the dead pig-like Fishak in her hand.
【Ding! 】
[Director Fang's pen, a B-level prop, has become ineffective. ]
The young man held the still-gleaming pen in his hand and smiled gently, "Next time, use this pen to teach Sakura to write her name."
【Ding! 】
【Grudge Value:】
The familiar reminder sound in his ear made Mo Weiqian frown.
Sister Fishak arrived at Fengling Village alone.
The rest of these...
Mo Weiqian, who had set his sights on his prey, glanced at Sister Bai in front of him.
The hawk-like look made Sister Bai hesitate for a moment.
Who is the prey?
The young man's dark eyes flashed with a sharp light. He looked at the white sisters around him and smiled evilly, "Let me see how much you are worth."
Mo Weiqian didn't hesitate any longer. Like a little cheetah full of power, he rushed out and summoned Pas and Sakura.
The young man and Sakura work in perfect harmony.
A spit and a finishing blow.
Put an end to all White Sisters.
【Ding! 】
[Current resentment value:]
After killing the young man with great pleasure, the anger in my heart seemed to have been washed away a little.
After the bloodbath on the rooftop, Mo Weiqian did not stop.
We quickly rushed to the mass grave, and the resentment that had surged up in our heads when we first arrived had been diluted.
Tick.
Cold raindrops fell.
"Crash-"
After being cloudy for so many days, the rain finally came down.
The crackling rain fell on the young man's face, washing away the blood on his body.
He looked up at the center of the pit and saw Sister Fishak, who had returned to her original appearance.
She lay face down, apologizing devoutly and kneeling at the bottom of the pit, just as she was worshipping a god.
The last trace of unhappiness in Mo Weiqian's heart subsided.
Naturally, we took out our old actor and did not extinguish the match.
Ignite the pit.
The fire was burning fiercely, but the young man didn't look at it anymore. He turned around and ran quickly towards the church.
While running, he shouted to the void: "Dear Naya, my sanity is in your hands..."