I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 115 Correct?mistake?
Yakas stared at his round eyes that were not covered by eyelids and fell down.

Bright red blood spewed out from the knife marks on his chest, smeared all over the ground, and mixed with the fiery caster's blood.

Immediately, there was a strange smell of wine and rust in the air, like red wine poured on hot metal.

Glias watched his partner struggle to raise his arm which was unable to relax.

As a disciple of the Lamp and Blade Cultist who was able to step through the Stag Gate to be promoted, his soul consciousness is so keen, and his ability to perceive special atmospheres far exceeds that of ordinary people and the other three present, and he immediately noticed the gradual changes in his surroundings. The breath of the principle of the blade is full...

And the sound of the wings of birds, which is difficult for ordinary people to hear, began to sound from the ground. The sound of flapping wings was violent and sharp, like the sound of a sword passing through the air.

A gray and black six-winged owl flapped its wings and slowly fell from the shadow of the spiral staircase. Its feathers were sharp like blades. The round basin looked like the face of an old man who had witnessed the vicissitudes of life. The bright eyeballs reflected the corpse lying on the ground.

The imitation Gribe's head on the bronze wall seems to have sensed the arrival of the multi-winged wood owl. The closed eyes opened, and the melted brass teardrops bulged out of the eyes, leaking to the ground and burning them. Mud, muffled like thunder, a roaring sound came from the huge deer head.

"The answer is—"

Glias looked at the broken upper and lower jaws that gradually opened, revealing the deep corridor that seemed to lead to the stomach of a huge deer head, and looked at the cold light faintly revealing from the inside... He seemed to have seen the continuation A stairway up, a stairway of pain and suffering.

He smiled with satisfaction.

However, the subordinate who was supposed to be lying on the ground at this moment suddenly opened his eyes.

Yakas felt the pain in his heart. He already knew the price of chasing happiness... It turns out that the essence of all happiness comes from pain, just like his broken heart at the moment.

He turned his body to face the grinning Glias, bit off his deformed meat tongue, and muttered the sweet words of the great mother indistinctly.

He wants to use this meaty tongue full of sweetness in exchange for a momentary pleasure of the cup!

"It's the sweet words of these great mothers that make Gulu Gulu sweet!!!" he shouted, singing words that were sweeter and more mellow than the wine in the deep cellar.

The blood of the cup and the blood of the cast that flowed to the ground suddenly boiled, but it was not like the fierceness between hot oil and cold water, it was more like a strange and incomparable cooking method, the taste of metal mixed with the sweetness of fine wine, two The two were perfectly fused in an unprecedented posture, turning into a pool of intoxicating pink wine mixed with gold powder. The seductive fragrance made the scarred man holding a torch unable to restrain himself from lying down on the ground, greedily sucking the blood that was about to seep into the soil. Luscious.

Griby, who had already experienced the correct answer before, fell into a sluggishness. The imitation is only an imitation after all. Its logic setting has never involved such a scene of repeated answers and very different answers. It unexpectedly fell into a logical conflict for a while. , the porch that was already wide enough to accommodate one person quickly shrank and closed.

The door closed so quickly, and in just a split second it had been closed back together and returned to a tight and seamless wall, so that Glias, who suddenly woke up, had no time to rush into it—the throat of Gribe's head was completely closed.

"The answer...wrong!!!"

Gribe's head let out a deafening roar like rolling thunder, the tears of molten copper retracted, and the eyeballs the size of a human head shone with scarlet and frightening blood.

And the only intact horn of the huge deer head suddenly started to move, trembling up and down, as if Gribe was moving his rusty arm that hadn't moved for a long time, but it shook off a lot of bronze and gold flakes.Then the antlers were aimed at the visitor who gave the wrong answer!
The ten-meter-long horn just waved forward casually, but it contained incomparably terrifying power, incredible swiftness and deadly precision, so flexible that it was like an extended arm, swung a swift and abnormal swing fist.

The man who was indulgently sucking the fine wine from the casting cup didn't have time to react, maybe he would rather die than drink the sweet wine first.

He was directly pierced through the heart by the antlers and hung upside down on the sharp deer head, but such a fatal heart trauma did not make him lose consciousness in an instant, he still struggled to get rid of the sharp antlers passing through his body, thinking To rush to the ground, compete with the soil for the last fragrance.

Glias, who reacted quickly, jumped up suddenly, avoiding the fatal blow. At the same time, he urged the blade of the soul body in the air, condensing sharp mana and attaching it to the blade in his hand. Severely cut off the horns of the returning deer head!
This blow was supposed to be enough to cut off the waist-thick steel pillar, but it only left a shallow scar on the golden horns of the deer head. During the burst of sparks, Glias felt Mo Pei's huge blow from the blade. Power, the blade which has a second-level blade appearance and is also blessed by his third-level blade's mana actually broke off, and his tiger's mouth couldn't help cracking and bleeding, and the whole person flew upside down.

"By virtue of the force of this blow, I can use it to stay away from this crazy head of Gribe, away from this invincible horn, escape back to the upper level, and leave this underground pyramid... Wait until I gather up After a batch of teams, they will definitely come back to get the treasure hidden in the warrior layer!" Glias, who flew upside down, thought so, turned his body in the air and was about to land steadily, and then quickly fled away.

However, just before he landed, the antlers that should have been swung elsewhere turned back at a sinister angle. The sharp horns made of bronze suddenly seemed to melt liquid, and the horns became slender and slender, impressively hard The force, stretching out several yards abruptly, pierced his heart with unerring precision.

Then the antlers were retracted, and the four visiting esoteric believers were all hung on the same sharp antlers, and Yachas happened to be placed on Glias.

After witnessing the whole process of betrayal and fighting, the multi-winged owl nodded slightly in satisfaction, and then snatched away enough warrior souls.

Before leaving, it nodded slightly towards the huge golden deer head, not only as a salute to Griby himself who was far away in Mansu, but also as a gesture to the peeping moth many years later.

The false Gribe threw the four corpses that had completely lost their vital signs on the ground, but the huge eyes suddenly shone with scarlet and golden brilliance, and tears of molten brass flowed and retracted.

The repeated words of the head of Gribe echoed in the ground where there were no more living things, and the rumble that was as dull as thunder reverberated.

"correct answer?"

"wrong answer!"

"Wrong answer...correct?!"

"The answer is right...wrong...right...wrong..."

(End of this chapter)