Although Zhao Ling had never been exposed to such things as the church, he was not unfamiliar with it, because there was a sect called the Holy Church in Baihua City.

Occasionally, pastors from the Holy Church will come to the community to spread faith and absorb believers. Zhao Ling has seen it once or twice and has no interest in contact.

The church where the man in the gray robe is naturally not a sacred church, but an evil god sect called the Nether Church. The gatherings of church believers in Baihua City are illegal.

The Netherworld Sect believes in an evil god named the Netherworld Goddess. They will organize believers to make regular sacrifices to please the god.

However, this man in gray robe is not of high rank in the church. He is just an ordinary warrior in the church. He doesn't even know whether the Spider Goddess exists. He says that only the priests have seen the gods.

This priest seemed very powerful, and his subordinates controlled the evil spirits of servants given by the goddess. No one in the church dared to disobey his commands.

The man in the gray robe once witnessed a traitor who did not follow the doctrine and was called by the priest to kill evil spirits with cruel means, which made people frightened.

"You mean, your priests control many evil spirits? Where is your church hidden?"

This made Zhao Ling's eyes lit up. He had opened a monster-sweeping copy for himself.

You can go to this church for a visit.

As for whether doing so will anger the gods of the Netherworld Church, Zhao Ling was too lazy to care. It is not certain whether there are gods. The points that transform into their own strength are the most realistic.

And in his eyes, even if there are really gods, these gods are just more powerful beings.

Zhao Ling continued to inquire about the situation.

If it were the case before, the man in the gray robe would certainly not dare to reveal the secrets of the church, but now he is about to die. He is not the fanatical believer in the church, so it is more important to save his life and immediately sold the church.

The priest is the head of the Netherworld Church in White Birch City. He often summons evil servants from the altar. The strange evil spirit that occupies the little boy's skin is called the puppet demon spirit by the man in gray robe.

The puppet demon spirit is summoned by the priest from the altar, but it fled as soon as it came to the real world, so the priest asked them to look for the whereabouts of the puppet demon spirit in the city.

After learning about the strange puppet, these two men in gray robe suspected that it was related to the puppet demon spirit, so they followed the clues all the way to the welfare home.

"It seems that this Netherworld Church is a fat sheep."

After understanding the basic situation and location of the Netherworld Church, Zhao Ling stood up and thought to himself.

"cough..."

A mouthful of black blood was spit out of the man with gray robes. His breath became even more depressed. Zhao Ling could withstand the toxicity of the smoke, but this man with medium-class strength could not withstand it and was about to die.

The man in gray robe said with difficulty: "Save me...I have already said everything, you said you will save me..."

Zhao Ling nodded and said, "Of course I said will count, and I will definitely save you.

But I have something to do now, so I have to go and do it first. If you are not dead yet, I will save you immediately."

"you!"

The man in gray robe had wide eyes, and another mouthful of black blood was spurted out, and he lost his life.

Zhao Ling shrugged. Of course, he was fooling the man in gray robe. He only had one blood-adding skill to "remove blood stasis", so he could only use it for himself, so what to use to save people?

What's more, if you have nothing to do, why should you save an evil god believer? You don't care about his death.

"Let's go to this church first and see what's going on."

Zhao Ling left the dormitory and instructed the staff of the welfare home to temporarily close the area and leave it until tomorrow for the staff of the bounty union to deal with it.

Although the weird puppet was killed, the puppet demon spirit wearing the little boy's skin also died. Two people in gray robes died at the scene. It would definitely be incomprehensible to not allow the union to investigate.

After leaving the welfare home, Zhao Ling headed west and walked a few streets to stop in front of an old building.

Find an uninhabited corner and disguise yourself as the man in gray with the effect of a confusion ring, and then enter the old building.

Walk down the stairs of the old buildings and came to the ground floor to find that there was another cave here. In front of the narrow corridor, several church personnel wearing gray robes guarded the entrance.

Several people looked at Zhao Ling coldly.

Zhao Ling said: "I sincerely praise the goddess of the Netherworld and always believe in my Lord."

Only then did the few people make way for the way forward.

"Praise you a big watermelon."

After passing the level, Zhao Ling felt a secret fragrance in his heart. I am here to ruin your job today.

However, when he turned the corridor and saw a line of guards, Zhao Ling immediately showed a pious expression on his face: "Heartly praise..."

After leaving the corridor, Zhao Ling found that there was a spacious hall in front of him. Many of the original facilities had been demolished. There were rows of brazier racks on both sides of the hall, with unknown grease burning inside, which made the hall emit a strange fragrance, which seemed to make people feel a little drowsy.

In the innermost part of the hall, there is a black altar less than ten feet tall.

There were no less than a hundred people in the hall, most of whom were wearing black robes, hat brims, and bowed their heads without saying a word.

The man in gray robe told Zhao Ling that they would wear their own ordinary clothes when they went out, but they would wear church uniforms in church or on missions. The black robe was ordinary believers, the gray robe was warriors, and the priest was in red robe.

Zhao Ling looked at him and swept through the hall, but did not see the priest.

He was wondering where the summoned evil spirits would be.

So Zhao Ling started moving everywhere in the hall, thinking about where the evil spirits might exist.

Soon he found another passage and walked straight in. The guards here were tighter. Zhao Ling would praise the goddess of the Netherworld when he met everyone, and the people on the other side would respond, which really made him disgusted.

However, after Zhao Ling came to the depths of the passage, he found that this was neither a resting place for the high-level Netherworld Church nor a place where the evil spirits were located, but a prison transformed from a utility room. Many pale and thin people were locked inside, both men, women, and young and old.

There are still some people who have no rebirth.

"These people are..."

Zhao Ling had an idea and couldn't help but feel sank.

Of course, it is impossible for the altar to summon evil spirits casually, just like the psychic game invites the pen immortal, which requires rituals and even more sacrifices.

The usefulness of these detained people is self-evident.

"Ruan Yuan, as a church warrior, you don't go out to find sacrifices for the goddess. What are you doing in prison? This place is not your responsibility." At this time, a voice came from behind Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling turned his head and saw a tall man in gray robe standing behind him, looking at him with suspicious eyes.

Zhao Ling knew that the man was talking to him, but he did not answer. The confusion ring seemed to be able to disguise his appearance and could not change his voice. This man obviously knew him.

The tall gray man reminded: "Remember to go to the southern district when arresting people. If there are too few people nearby, the church will likely be exposed. Then you will be a sinner in the church."

Zhao Ling nodded, silently prepared to leave here.

The tall gray man said unhappily: "I'm talking to you, why don't I answer?"

Zhao Ling paused and stopped there.

The tall man in gray robe frowned and ordered several warriors in gray robe next to him: "There is something wrong with Ruan Yuan. Please imprison him first and wait for the priest to deal with it."

Several gray-robed men next to him followed the order and immediately stepped forward.

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Ling stopped and turned around.
Chapter completed!