The fog surrounded the already small cemetery, and if the scale of this place was larger, Donnie's use of the fog concealment technique at the moment might not have the current effect.

There were holes in the wooden walls of the dilapidated church, and Downey stood outside, only to find that there were only two normal-looking townsfolk inside.

No matter how normal they look, they are actually weird people who have to feed on corpses.

The purpose of their stay here is also very simple, that is, to watch the door, and not to allow people to come near when they gather.

When Donnie arrived, the two ghouls were talking to each other.

"Do you think we can win this time? Purr... What's going on with the fog outside? ”

"Lululu... I don't know, do you want to inform the Maroch sacrifice? ”

"You stay here, I'll go down and tell everyone to see what to do."

Ghouls often speak with a 'purr' mouth that sounds very strange.

In front of many people, they will be a little more restrained, but now that there is no one left and right, they naturally begin to let themselves go.

Donnie watched them talk outside, his heart boiling with murderous intent, but he had to eliminate the two ghouls silently, at least not so that the ghouls underground.

Ghouls don't stay in a space with only one entrance, and Downey didn't expect to block the exit and wipe out all of them.

If they run away from the other exit, Donnie will lose all his efforts this time.

It is worth mentioning that Downey kept watch near the cemetery for such a long time, and he did not see Tobis.

It seems that after the carriage overturned, Tobis did not appear.

At this point, Donnie had to intervene, otherwise the two ghouls guarding the door would have informed the weirdos hiding underground.

In the blink of an eye, a ghoul erupted with a dark purple magic aura, as if he had seen something terrifying!

The horror was even more powerful than Donnie had thought, and when the ghoul's face showed panic, Donnie stormed the church and shaved off its head with a dagger.

[Skill +0.1]

At the same time, Donnie slammed a vertigo spell into the other ghoul's body, causing the ghoul to scream for a moment.

Although the stun wasn't that effective, it was enough to freeze the ghoul for a moment.

With a thud, the sharp dagger was nailed into the ghoul's jaw, and even if the ghoul's vitality was tenacious, there was no way to continue to survive.

[Skill +0.1]

With two prompts in a row, Donnie's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ghouls are worth a lot more than the Dark Witch's minions, and each of them may be able to provide Downey with skill points.

With that in mind, Donnie gently pushed the ghoul's body aside and looked into the church.

Ghouls like to live underground, such as in sewers, and the two ghouls mentioned the following, so Downey can almost conclude that there is an underground space in the ruined church.

Soon, Downey spotted the entrance to the passage on a raised platform at the front of the hall.

Originally, there was a table where the canon was placed, but now the table is gone, and a wooden door has been added to the floor.

There are traces of spell casting on this door, and once it is locked, it will definitely need a corresponding method to open it.

Needless to say, the ghouls before were all down there.

The trapdoor didn't close, and Downey could lift it with his hands, and below it was a dark staircase that led to the unknown.

Although there is no light here, the unsettling darkness engulfs it, and it is as if the underground space and the ground are two worlds.

But Donnie was unaffected and saw everything on the steps clearly.

The top of the stairs was slippery, with what appeared to be a layer of green slime on the badly broken steps, and yellowed bones embedded in the walls next to them.

As you can imagine, the smell in the passage is very unpleasant.

There are no torches here, and anyone who comes here must go deep into the darkness.

Donnie walked down slowly, and unsurprisingly there was a slippery feeling under his feet.

If Donnie hadn't spotted the slime on the steps in advance, he might have made some noise.

The stairs were long, and the further back they went, the sloping passage became shorter and shorter, and after many lifts, Donnie was still not very tall.

It's hard for Donnie to walk down now, and every now and then he needs to look down to avoid the bones that the ghouls have embedded in the roof of the passage.

The ghouls were gathered in the hollows underground, and he could gradually notice that the humidity around him was getting heavier and heavier, and he seemed to be approaching the underground river.

As Donnie drew closer, the sound of running water and the sound of conversation with a 'purr' murmur came to his ears.

"Lulu ~ Priest Maroke, we must get out of here, the 'center' has given us an order, if we disobey it, we will be rejected by all our kindred, they will treat us as food!"

"Yes! Purr... Priest Maroch, if we don't obey the summons, we will become traitors to the great Mordiggian—"

As soon as the speaker said this, the voice stopped abruptly, and then the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

The surrounding 'purr' sound is also quiet.

"What's going on?" Donnie was stunned for a moment before he reacted that the ghoul who had just spoken to the priest of 'Marlock' was probably dead.

In fact, just as Donnie had thought, a broken troll leg bone, and a sharpened bone staff pierced the heart of a ghoul.

Donnie cautiously looked out from around the corner, and the black mist became Donnie's best cover.

Next to a relatively flat river, there are more than a dozen ghouls I've seen before.

They've regained their true form at the moment, and they look so hideous that even if they didn't do anything, they looked unbearable, not to mention the fact that the corpses of two ghouls were lying on the ground right now.

Donnie knew the general habits of ghouls, so he somewhat anticipated what the monsters would do after the silence.

But the impact of imagination and reality is not comparable, and the ghouls are sweeping away the traces of the priest after killing two of his kind.

"We can't go back." A ghoul who looked a little shorter than the other ghouls said.

It was Mallock, the owner of this ghoul lair.

The green freaks who cleaned the ground and used their tiny bones to remove the filth suddenly became a little chaotic.

"Lulu! Quiet! Short, with a demonic pattern on his body, Maroch waved the troll bone staff and said angrily, "You brainless guys! ”

"We're living well here, it's our territory, what about when we go back? Do you continue to live a life where you can never eat food and be treated as food? ”

Downey hid in the shadows, quietly watching Marlock perform.