Chapter 621 (2/2)

”Just chat. I'm a little sleepy. I haven't had a rest for several days. I'm going to find a place to have a rest.” When angel said that, he would turn and leave.

”Ah ah ―”

Just then, the shrill scream cut across the sky.

Angel was stunned immediately and looked at the sound source, not far from them - the chapel?!

Nausika also limped over, still puffing smoke in her mouth, but her expression was suspicious: ”no, I went into the chapel before and didn't see anyone?”

”Sounds like it came from the top of the chapel. Have you ever been to the top?” Angel looked at the steeple of the chapel. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he could vaguely see the statue of the goddess of prayer and the mottled colored windows.

”Without going upstairs, I strolled around the prayer hall. This pipe was found in the confessional room.” Nausica road.

”Why don't we go in and have a look? It's all right now anyway.” Shan looked curious.

Angel looked at nausica, who nodded gently to him, and then quietly compared a circle to his ear.

Obviously, nausica can't hold up the pain of chatting with Shan.

Angel whispered, ”well, go up and have a look.”

This is a church built for mortals. Believers come to pray for their families every weekend.

When they entered the chapel, the first thing they saw was the statue of the goddess of prayer in the center of the hall. This is a fictional God. Look, the following teachings preach truth, goodness and beauty. It is estimated that it is some means for the sleepless city to control mortals. Although angel is somewhat noncommittal about such a religion, it is better than the group of madmen who believe in the abyss demon God. At least it won't cause trouble to others.

The huge chapel was empty, only their footsteps echoed.

Soon they came to the third floor corridor.

The third floor is the top floor, with only the Bishop's own office and a slightly larger ”listening room”. The so-called listening room is actually the place where the bishop claims that he can listen to the will of the goddess of prayer.

The door of the listening room is closed, and the brown mahogany door depicts various auspicious patterns, either wings, holy light, or mountain springs representing life.

”There seems to be something moving inside.” Shan Dao.

Angel hesitated for a moment, with a strange look on his face: ”indeed, there is something in it... If there is no accident, it should be the nest of parasites.”

As angel's voice fell, Shan and nausica heard the familiar sound from the door.

The sound of insects.

Angel and Shan didn't respond to the sound of insects, but nausica's face turned white in an instant. She was not parasitized by parasites from beginning to end, but hung on the parasite nest all the time, so she clearly knew how terrible those parasites were.

”Don't worry.” Angel whispered to nausica.

Nausica smiled and spit out a mouthful of smoke: ”I have been comforted by you.”

Angel is picking his eyebrows. Why does he sound wrong? What a look of being underestimated.

Nausica put away her pipe, as if determined, and pushed open the door.

As soon as the door opens.

They were not surprised to see a huge nest, but their attention was not on the nest, but over the nest.

Although they didn't say it directly before, they all guessed that since there was a nest here, there might be captives. Moreover, perhaps the previous scream was made by the man who was taken captive.

Therefore, after entering the door, their eyes were unified over the nest.

As they suspected, a man with rags and blood stains was hanging in mid air. The gold thread passed through his body and fell into the void.

Previously, the colorful dragonflies they met, whether green haired women, gank or nausika, have been dormant in their nests. But the man was different. His body was covered with colorful dragonflies. As soon as he moved, the colorful dragonflies began to peck and bite him.

You know, this is the colorful dragonfly at the peak of hundreds of apprentices. The man actually lasted so long, and he was still bound by the golden thread.

”This kind of treatment...” angel whispered in his heart, ”at least it's a formal wizard.”

Just when they were surprised, the man in midair suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them:

”Who are you?”

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)