I play prophet in Salvation Organization

to run!

Chris ran forward desperately.

At this moment, she was in a dark cave, beside which there were water droplets slowly flowing down from the cracks in the stones, dripping into the small depressions, echoing eerie whispers.

This cave is winding, cold and treacherous, just like the labyrinth of the Minotaur in the myth, anyone who breaks into it must not leave from here!

Holding the wall next to her with both hands, Chris couldn't help panting heavily: "Ha...ha..."

"What happened?" She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, her beautiful red eyes were full of confusion, "It seems that I was playing with other people just a second ago..."

Why did he find himself in this dark place as soon as he opened his eyes? ?
Looking at the wall still seeping water in front of her, Chris tried hard to recall what happened before she lost consciousness.

If she remembered correctly, she was probably playing with her friends at the time.

At this moment, they saw a group of adults surrounding someone and walking in a certain direction.When they were on their way, these adults happened to pass by them.

After seeing their own children, the expressions on the faces of these adults were very embarrassing.

Because not long ago, they told their children not to come out to play.So when I saw my child with my own eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there are too many outsiders here, and many of them are more tempered, they would probably pick up the stick next to them on the spot.

But after taking a hard look at these monkeys, the adults didn't say anything, they still surrounded the person in the center and walked outside.

Chrissy and her friends couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as they passed the children.

Many people were frowning and sighed: "Hey, I will definitely be beaten when I go back tonight..."

This sentence attracted many companions to nod in agreement.

Chris nodded too, but that wasn't what she was thinking about.

She just noticed that the man surrounded by adults seemed to glance towards her inadvertently.

This glance was purely rational and indifferent, like a moving puppet, after being wound up, scrutinizing and inspecting all outsiders.

For some reason, after being stared at like this, Chris faintly felt more and more creepy about herself.

She subconsciously tugged on her clothes, thinking in her heart: "No, that person is a priest, so he shouldn't be a villain..."

Just when she thought so in her heart.

The little friend next to her pulled her up and brought her back into the new play.

Although it is unavoidable for these children to go home, fried pork with bamboo shoots is unavoidable, but at least their adults are still outside, so they can play for a while!
Everyone is both pessimistic and optimistic.

Just when they were playing, the sky gradually darkened, and they were about to say goodbye to each other and go home.

Suddenly, someone pointed at the village not far away and shouted: "Look! It's on fire!"

All eyes looked in that direction.

They suddenly discovered that there was a sudden burst of sparks in the direction of their home, followed by fierce blue flames gushing out from between the soil as if the gates of hell were opening, directly surrounding the entire village in the blue fiendish flames ! …

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone present was stunned.

They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, their voices either stammered or trembled: "That's...our home??"

"Blue fire?! This is a demon, is it unclean?!"

"I still have my mother at home! And my sister!"

With a "plop", several children with relatively poor psychological quality had already hugged their heads and knelt down on the ground, their expressions twisted together because of fear: "This is a curse! We are finished! Mom and the others also...!"

Some of the hot-tempered ones almost didn't hesitate for a moment, and wanted to rush down the mountain: "Hurry up and put out the fire!"

However, some of the more rational ones pulled the others: "What's the use of going down now! If you approach such a big fire rashly, you will only be burned to death together! Not to mention that those fires look weird. !"

"Then what do you say?!"

The few children who were still sane quickly became wise: "Go to the adults!"

"Didn't we see a few adults walking back before! We haven't seen them come back until now, and they are probably still in the mountain! Go and inform them first, and then come back as soon as possible!"

The other children who said this sentence looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a brief silence, many people agreed with the decision.

The main thing is that they have nothing to do.

Just like what I said before, with such a big and evil flame, if only a few of them passed by, they would just be burned to death in vain.

Instead of doing this, it's better to ask the adults behind for help.

In the simple point of view of these children, any problem can be solved simply by finding their parents.

Therefore, except for a few homesick people who looked depressed, the others adjusted their moods and headed towards the back of the mountain.

Only Chris stayed where she was.

She hugged her knees, looking at the wind direction of the village, the expression on her face gradually distorted.

"Chris?" Someone noticed something was wrong with her and reached out to her.

However, beyond those people's expectations.

Chris stood up suddenly, and immediately covered her face.

"This is a dream, this is a dream, this is a dream..."

She tore her hair and wailed in pain: "This is a dream, this is a dream! Wake up, wake up!

"

"Chris?!" Someone was taken aback by her actions.

They subconsciously wanted to help her, but soon, the movements of Chris' hands stopped slightly.

This sudden change made everyone hold their breath and stare at her.

Wait until a few seconds later.

Chris opened her eyes suddenly, looking at the people around her in horror.

"Don't come here!" she yelled, "Don't come here!"

"What else do you want to do to me?! I've had enough! Enough! This is a dream! Yes, this is a dream! Whether you stab me with a needle or chop off my head in the dream, I will not Die, not die!

"

Chris suddenly picked up a long wooden stick from the side, and she waved the stick in both hands: "Go, go!
Are you trying to break my hand again? !Get out! …

If you don't leave, I'll kill you all!Anyway, this is a dream, a dream!

"

She was talking about things that others couldn't understand, and the madness on her face became more and more obvious.

In the eyes of everyone, she is like a lunatic who has no sense of security and only knows nonsense!
"What's wrong with her?! Why does she look so strange?!"

"Don't know, but we need to tie her up first! Look, she's starting to hurt herself!"

The voice fell.

Soon, Chris, who was standing opposite them, raised his wrist and took a big bite towards it!

"This is a dream! I need to wake up, yes, I want to wake up!" She said in a daze, "Wake up, wake up..."

"Wake up, wake up, wake up..."

Accompanied by a melodious sound of the flute, Chris felt her eyelids constantly start to fight.

In Mohu's line of sight, she could see those hideous "partners" who seemed to be holding their heads and howling in pain.

what the hell happened...

In the haze, such a question appeared in Chris's mind.

But it didn't take long before her consciousness gradually became cold, as if she had been immersed in a piece of icy rain.

Only a few residues still supported her brain, so that she would not be completely disconnected.

In the only remaining consciousness, Chris seemed to see herself and her partners lined up and walking towards the mountain.

Everyone's movements are like puppets on a string, being manipulated by the melodious sound of the flute, step by step into the dark and deep black hole.

In her hazy consciousness, Chris seemed to hear someone's voice.

"These are all human beings who meet the standard and have a high level of active consciousness. Only this kind of human beings are suitable for being used to fuse with alien species."

There was silence for a moment.

Not long after, the voice continued: "Of course I know, but those whose consciousness is not strong enough are waste and meaningless materials. If this is the case, then it is reasonable for me to use them to create the Philosopher's Stone. "

"Or is it that your pathetic pity has committed another crime?"

A long time passed.

Suddenly, one hand grabbed Chris's head: "You mean her? That's right, I implanted some small fragments in her soul. After other people exchanged spirit fragments with me, I don't know anything. Didn't do it. But in her brain, I added a few settings to her."

"Yes, it's the 'Battle Royale' and 'Chain Saw' you mentioned. I like these plots very much, so I built a similar stage in her mind and enjoyed it for a while."

"Are you asking me if it's interesting? Of course, it's very interesting. It's like you like to say something unclear to make people guess wildly. I prefer to observe the expressions of other people when they face abnormal situations. This is My dessert is indispensable."

The hand shook Chris's head: "As for why she was chosen... Maybe it's because she looks better? You know, the first criterion for people to observe other humans is always their appearance, and this is no exception for aliens— Compared with the five big and three thick and strong men, of course, the wailing of a cute little girl when she is dying is more pleasant." …

The voice fell.

Not long after, Chris heard a puzzled voice: "Strange, the spirit hasn't been completely shut down yet?"

"Interesting, it looks like a person with very high mental strength," the voice said with a smile, "then it is probably very suitable for implanting the most primitive but also the most powerful emotion-'fear'."

"Presumably after you succeed, you can become a terrifying monster."

This was the last voice Chris heard.

Soon, her consciousness fell into a complete ice...

"Ha ha……!"

The memory ends.

Standing in the cave, Chris leaned on the wall with an unbelievable expression.

"That priest?!" she muttered to herself, "He wanted to experiment with other people, and even sneaked into the dreams of the villagers!"

Not only that, I'm afraid he was the one who set off the blue fire in the village.The reason is... those people don't meet his "standards"!
Thinking of this, Chris couldn't help gritting her teeth: "Everyone...everyone was killed by him and used as material!"

And he and his friends will be used as experiments by him!
"If you want to escape, you must escape..." Chris muttered to herself, "Go to the nobleman, find more people, find other priests, punish him, take him away..."

Just when she made up her mind.

Suddenly, a face was split from the gap between the stones: "Run?"

Little by little, that face emerged from the cracks in the stone, and gradually transformed into a human form: "Where can you go, child."

"Yeah?!"

Seeing the face that suddenly appeared next to her, Chris stepped back half a step in horror, and let out a scream!
She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The priest... the priest he!

Chris watched helplessly as the guy emerged from the crack in the rock, and then his body gradually expanded, becoming as full as a new moon at night.

Not long after, he gradually turned into the man Chris had seen before in front of her!

Patting the dust off his clothes, the priest looked at the terrified Chris with a smile on his face: "You still have such an expression?"

After thinking for a while, he clapped his hands: "It seems that you have lost consciousness? That's right, after all, you probably suffered too much damage during the transformation process, so you automatically closed that part of your emotions. This is also true. It's normal, after all, the human body's self-defense mechanism is very delicate."

Saying that, the priest stretched out his hand and grabbed Chris's hair!

hiss……

Chris, who was being grabbed by the hair, suffered a burst of pain while struggling continuously.

However, the priest's movements were terrifying. Even though Chris tried desperately to break free from his restraints, she was still dragged on the ground by him.

While pulling Chris, the guy said, "It's a pity, it looks like a failure. The mixture of human and alien species in my impression is not such a weak thing. Such an existence may not even enter the abyss of heaven." I don’t even have the qualifications, or I’ll just ruin it.”

"However, the prophet seems to want you. Hey, although the trouble is a bit troublesome, I will leave you to him." …

Grabbing Chris's hair, the priest seemed to have suddenly remembered something: "That's right."

He pulled Chrissy's face in front of his and looked at her face carefully.

"Since the prophet guy needs you, it means you are still useful to him, right?" He said to Chris to himself, "If this is the case, then it means that I can do something to you. hands and feet."

"I can take out part of your soul, and then awaken your memory that was previously sealed due to pain, and divide it into two parts. The body is given to the prophet, and the removed soul is kept for myself. If one day in the future I want to deal with him, so I can start with you..."

The more he said, the more joyful his expression became: "That's right! In this way, I have mastered a method that can work on the prophet! I just need to cultivate the souls that have been removed, and then return them to you one day. In this way, because of the spiritual rejection and the incompatibility of each other's souls, you will completely lose your consciousness and become a pile of rotten meat!"

"And even if the prophet predicts the future, it is meaningless. I am the absolute authority on the soul. I only need to peel off a part of the soul and deal with it myself. Then even the prophet can't do anything about it! Let alone now he If it hasn't stopped me from doing this, it means that it works! Otherwise, he would have appeared and interrupted my actions long ago!"

Thinking of this, the priest directly started to tear Chris's scalp fiercely!

"what!

"

Chris screamed, and the struggle became more intense.

However, the priest still didn't feel anything, and was still talking to himself: "Since what I instilled in you is 'fear', then let me teach her the truth, goodness and beauty for the part of the soul that was removed!"

"Let me cultivate her, cultivate her into a complete saint, so that she can die for others... Yes, she is extremely good, and you are extremely evil! In this way, your souls will collide When the time comes, it will completely melt the souls of the two of you!"

Do not……

Chris struggled to speak.

However, it didn't take long before she felt a blow to the back of her head, and she passed out!
At the end of consciousness, Chris looked at the laughing Hermes and slowly lost consciousness.

Wait until she wakes up again.

She has been completely restrained.

Tentatively raising her hand, Chris looked blankly at everything in front of her.

"I... haven't died yet?"

She murmured to herself suspiciously.

Just when she thought so.

A voice came from directly in front of her: "If you think you are dead if you only lose your vital signs, then you are not dead yet."

Hearing this voice, Chris suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice.

She suddenly saw a man sitting opposite her, with legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, looking in her direction.

"That's normal. After all, that fellow Hermes has no shape, and his brain is somewhat seriously ill. We can't blame him. It's better to say that people in this world who are not mentally ill can't live long, even me."

As he said that, he glanced at Chris and said relaxedly, "People like you may live for a long time in the future."

What is he saying?
Chris looked at the man.

She didn't understand at all what this guy has been nagging about from the beginning to now.

She just moved her wrist, and her five fingers began to shake.

She wanted to try to see if she could remove the ropes by herself.

However, she hadn't waited for her action to finish.

In the next second, a pair of hands pressed her shoulders.

Locked her tightly to that chair!

The man pressed Chris's shoulder and said with a smile: "I advise you to be honest. After all, I didn't spend my life force to pull your memory up to now to talk to you about some messy things."

look at his hands.

Chris couldn't help swallowing.

Then he just stopped moving.