Underneath St. Lauren's Cathedral, there is a heavily guarded dungeon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the continent of Mycrof, the existence of a dungeon in the church is already a well-known 'secret', and through various knightly novels and historical documents, even civilians know that there will inevitably be darkness in the holy place, and they will not show the slightest mercy to these outlaws and cultists, even the kind priest who will distribute food to the poor.

Because it is a betrayal of human identity, a renunciation of human morality, a detachment from human society, no doubt of inhuman residues, to treat these hateful existences, without prayer, without repentance, and the use of cruel means will be forgiven.

No one questioned this, because there are stories about cults that have been circulated among the people and let everyone know that this is justice.

Stepping through the inconspicuous dark corridor, walking down the granite staircase, opening two steel-forged doors, and passing through the narrow passage full of magical traps, Joshua and the others came to this dark dungeon fifty meters above the surface.

Built with a foundation of solid granite with a thickness of more than a meter, and then poured with molten iron and steel juice, the Dungeon of St. Laurent is not so much a basement as a huge iron kettle buried deep in the ground, it has no gaps, it is impermeable, it uses magic to purify the air, to ensure absolute closure from the outside world, and countless magic covers its appearance, shielding all communication.

It can be said that entering this place is completely cut off from the outside world.

The cultists throughout Moldavia are held here to be executed, and the day of their execution is the harvest festival every autumn, when the big square of the city is filled with all kinds of torture instruments, crosses, guillotines, burning grounds, and so on, and so on, and so on, and then according to the wishes of the people, the various cultists will be given different death sentences.

Article 37 of the Imperial Code, the type of punishment, especially the death penalty, is determined by the people.

On both sides of the dungeon, there were dim pyroxene lamps hanging, and the gray silver light swayed, shining the dust in the air, and under the leadership of Bishop Atanis, Joshua and the others walked through the outer cell, which was empty and dusty, as if no one had entered it for a long time, noticing the curious eyes of the warriors, the old bishop opened his mouth and explained: "It has been a long time since there have been cultists in the Northland. ”

After arriving here, Atanis's voice became low and serious, and the eyes of the originally kind bishop flashed with a cold and painful light: "Except for a few sacrifices that took place in the years when I was a child, no cultists have appeared in Moldavia for sixty or seventy years. ”

- And my sister, who disappeared at that time, has not been heard from since.

The old bishop did not say this, but continued in a deep voice: "This group of cultists can be regarded as the first batch of my tenure, and I have placed them in the innermost cell. ”

Joshua noticed that, according to the grammar of the lingua franca of the Mycrof Continent, the old bishop used the animal version of the cultists, not the human one.

But what does it matter? Thinking indifferently, the warrior shrugged his shoulders, the cultist was not a human being in the first place.

They are monsters born after chaos devoured people's hearts.

"Your Excellency, Bishop!"

There were several knights guarding the dungeon, and when they heard the footsteps, they went out vigilantly, but when they found that it was Bishop Atanis, they bowed their heads in respect and let the group pass.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Lord, I will also come to see those cultists today, you keep the door."

Nodding slightly to these knights, the old bishop paused, and then gave a serious order: "Later, no matter what sound you hear, don't come close." ”

"Yes!"

The knights replied in unison, they didn't find anything strange about it, it was so normal for the lord to come and interrogate the cultists in his realm, so normal that no one could find a reason to suspect them, and it didn't matter what the cultists would do, what screams and wails they would make.

As long as you have seen the scene of the cult sacrifice, no matter how much the Holy Mother of God, will never have the slightest sympathy for those residues.

Fortunately, these knights lowered their heads and did not see Joshua's face, even if some people raised their heads and saw the side or back of the warrior's head with the corner of their eyes, they were not so deterred, at most they palpitated, and then sighed at the powerful momentum and heavy majesty of their lord, otherwise, it would definitely cause panic and chaos.

The deepest part of the dungeon is a darkness, and the pyroxene lamp hanging here has been replaced with a strange magic prop, it is a diamond-shaped purple crystal, the dissolvator's blurred magic brilliance, Joshua stretched out his finger, felt its magic fluctuations, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Forbidden Demon Position?" ”

"There is also an anti-stealth field, whether it is using magic or fighting spirit, there is no way to sneak here."

Answering the warrior's words, Bishop Atanis stopped, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Here we are." ”

Then, he clapped his hands, and the fluctuations of the holy light were transmitted, as if some magic circle had been activated, and suddenly a dazzling positive energy light slanted out from the ceiling, illuminating the depths of the dark dungeon extremely brightly.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

"Turn it off, turn it off this !!"

"Woo-aaa

Suddenly, countless screams came out from the originally silent corner, and Joshua squinted slightly, scanning the surroundings with this light.

It was an oval-shaped hall, and around the hall there were thirty cells that were so small that it was impossible to stand or lie down, but could only allow people to squat, and the perimeter of the cells was surrounded by double-layered steel forged fences, and these fences were still flowing with the naked eye's holy light lines, which looked extremely strong.

Most of the cells were empty, their floors contaminated with black-red stains, dark red diffuse lines on all four walls, and even suspicious yellow grease seeping into the cracks in the walls.

In the empty cell, there are screaming human figures writhing wildly, and they are emitting dark smoke from the positive light, but limited to the small cell, they can't get up, they can't lie down, and the long squatting makes these guys' knees completely become a ball of iron, and they can't move at all.

"It's these guys, don't look at them so unbearable now, in fact, they are very hard-mouthed, we have been interrogating for a long time, and we haven't gotten any news."

Speaking in a tone that Joshua had never heard before, but which felt normal, Bishop Atanis's face was as cold as steel: "Eight died in the previous interrogation, and now there are nineteen people left, my child, you can do whatever you want, even if all of them are dead." ”

As long as you can ask for the message.

"Damn false god believers—"

Hearing this, a prisoner who was screaming in the cell suddenly raised his head, and said in a muffled voice, as if laughing wildly: "You never know what you will face, the gospel of my Lord is coming, and you will eventually fall into despair, hahahahahaha!" ”

The other figures in the cell seemed to be encouraged by the prisoner's words, and the screams disappeared, and all kinds of foul language and blasphemous prayers rang out, one of which was particularly loud: "You will not know anything!" ”

The appearance of these prisoners is undoubtedly human, they have eyes, noses, ears and mouths, but although the torso is so thin that it seems that there is no flesh due to hunger and fatigue, and the eye sockets are deeply sunk into the eye sockets, as long as you see their expressions, you will know that it is definitely not something that humans can do.

As if they were smeared with a layer of mud on their bones, the mud-like flesh flowed incessantly, forming a twisted expression, as if laughing, as if screaming in pain, their skin was full of bursting blood vessels and green tendons, throbbing suddenly, and a dark purple liquid could be seen flowing behind them, the eyes of these cultists were closed because of the strong positive light, but through the thin layer of eyelids, one could see that their eyeballs were writhing in a very unnatural way.

Adjusting to the glow of positive energy, the cultists began to open their eyes and look into the center of the cell's hall.

Their eyes, without exception, shimmered with a disgusting, rotting dark green glow that seemed to swirl, twisted and deep, reminiscent of a bottomless swamp

"Don't want to say? It's not up to you. ”

Ignoring these cultists who had fallen into complete madness, the old bishop smiled indifferently, he turned his head, patted Joshua on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I'll leave it to you." ”

Don't show mercy to these monsters.

Then he stepped out of the way and walked out of the hall of the cell.

"No problem."

And Joshua said softly while the other party passed by him: "I have no mercy for the enemy. ”

Then, he motioned for Ying and Rin to leave with Atanis, and although the Shenji siblings hesitated, they obeyed their master and followed the old bishop out of the cell hall.

And just as the footsteps of the three Atanis were moving away, the warrior took a step forward and walked to the center of the cell's hall, scanned all the cells with a sinister smile, and said in a voice as cold as polar ice, "Leisure time is over. ”

"Now, look at me!"

Originally, these cultists were a little dazed because of the sudden departure of the old bishop, and they didn't know why Atanis, who was a clergyman, would be so comfortable handing over the task of interrogation to a stranger, but none of this mattered, just as these guys were about to laugh loudly at the man in front of them, the air suddenly froze.

Because, they all saw Joshua's face.

How does that feel? No one can describe it, as if the air in the lungs was pumped out in an instant, and the throats could only make a creaking and squeaking spasm, and all the cultists closed their mouths in an instant, and their teeth fluttered up and down, making a trembling sound.

The original bright and dazzling, brighter than the sun, the positive energy light seemed to dim in an instant, and the endless black fog was diffusing from the man standing in the center of the cell, this black fog seemed to be just a fog like ink, but there were countless hideous monster faces emerging from it, as if the weight of the deep sea was substantiated on all the cultists, they wanted to breathe, but desperately found that their lungs refused to work out of fear, and could only wait for the suffocation to come little by little.

Unable to collapse, unable to kneel, the smell of rust in their noses filled their nostrils, the cramped cells did not even allow these prisoners to twist their heads, their necks and eyeballs refused to work, they could not lower and close, they could only wait for their consciousness to blur little by little.

One of the cultists closest to Joshua seemed to see a demon god who seemed to come from hell, and this demon god was getting closer, and he raised his hand made of black steel and sword blades and reached out to him.

Before it was completely unconscious, the cultist felt a hand grasp its hair and lift its head, and it saw a pair of blood-red, as if its burning eyes were meeting it, and the biting cold flowed through the marrow and veins, instantly sobering the will.

"Tell me everything you know!"

Hearing a sonorous sound like the friction of steel, the mind that was originally infected by chaos seemed to be beaten by a giant hammer at this moment, the cultist felt that his soul was shaking violently, and the endless despair made his heart fall into the abyss, its eyes were confused in an instant, and its lips trembled slightly, and then slowly opened, even the knight's will that had not wavered in the slightest after half a month of torture was now close to overturning.

But just as it was about to open its mouth to reveal all the truth and secrets, the cultist's eyes suddenly bulged, and then he howled violently.

This voice was so poignant, far more painful than the previous being irradiated by the positive light, even Joshua felt the pain of the other party from the depths of his soul, under the gaze of the warrior, the cultist's two eyeballs seemed to jump out of the eye sockets, its originally thin flesh began to expand violently, the face covered with bloodshot and bruised tendons also became bruised, and the liquid inside made a viscous flowing sound.

"Don't! Oh, my lord! I didn't say it, I didn't say it!!!! ”

A deformed scream burst out of the cultist's throat, which was already an inhuman-level high note, and Joshua let go of his hand and let go of the other's hair, he frowned at the scene, his eyes full of solemnity.

The cultist had been a man, as could be seen from his passable-looking appearance, but now, no one could tell anything from his face, the flesh that had been called the face was now blue and black, and the contents under the skin seemed to have been completely dissolved, making it seem as if its face was about to fall off its skull at any moment.

"Poof—"

Suddenly, a string of purple-red blood pillars erupted from the ear hole of the cultist, and the fishy smell suddenly permeated the entire cell hall, and the positive energy light continued to shine, which purified the chaotic aura carrying the disgusting smell, and after the blood sprayed in the ear, the cultist's body became motionless, it no longer struggled, nor screamed, but stood in place like a zombie, blood flowed out of its eyes, and its thin body was now strangely swollen.

"I didn't expect it...... I thought it was just an ordinary cult attack, but I never expected it to be like this. ”

His brows furrowed more and more, until he finally stood up completely, Joshua's expression was extremely serious, he ignored the other prisoners who had long been unconscious, and instead stared at the cultist in front of him who seemed to be dead, muttering to himself, "Ahead of schedule? No, it was supposed to happen in the Far South, and I didn't pay attention to the Northland in my previous life, so maybe the same thing happened in the Northland......"

As Joshua whispered to himself, all sorts of other strange changes began to take place in the cultist's body—first, its swollen body suddenly ruptured, and a huge amount of black turbid liquid gushed out from under the cracked skin, and then, clumps of half-melted internal organs leaked through the cracks in the skin, and finally melted into the warm black turbid liquid as if it had been corroded.

Because all the flesh and internal organs were dissolved by this black liquid and flowed out, the original cultists were only left with a layer of skin supported by the bones, and as for people, they naturally died and could not die again.

"Melaemia."

"A big move by the plague god."

"The super plague that killed 60 percent of the population of the Far South coast that year."

Turning around without the slightest nostalgia, Joshua's expression was completely cold.

"This matter is not something that can be handled by the Northland, to deal with the plague, we must devote the strength of the whole country, and we need to report it to the imperial capital as soon as possible and inform His Majesty the Emperor."