Soul of Burning Steel

There is a heavily guarded dungeon underneath the St. Laurent Cathedral.

In Mykrov Continent, having a dungeon in a church is a well-known “secret”. Through various knight novels and historical documents, even common people know that darkness will inevitably follow in the sacred place. These lawbreakers and cultists, even the kind priest who would distribute food to the poor, would not show any mercy.

Because it is all betraying human identity, giving up human morality, breaking away from human society, and there is no doubt that inhuman residues. To treat these hateful existences, there is no need to pray, no repentance, and no matter how cruel means are used. Will be forgiven.

No one doubts this, because there are stories about cults that have been circulated among the people so that everyone knows that this is justice.

Crossing the inconspicuous dark corridor, walking down the stairs made of granite, opening two gates made of stainless steel, and passing through the narrow passage full of magic traps, Joshua and others came to the surface of this distance. The dark dungeon is fifty meters long.

Using solid granite with a thickness of more than one meter as the foundation, and then pouring molten steel with molten iron, the Saint Laurent Dungeon is not so much a basement as a huge iron pot buried deep in the ground. It has no gaps and is dense. It is airtight and uses magical techniques to purify the air to ensure absolute closure from the outside world. Numerous magical arts cover its appearance and block all communications.

It can be said that entering here is completely isolated from the outside world.

All the cultists in Moldavia are being held here waiting to be executed. The day of their execution is the Harvest Festival every autumn. On that day, various instruments of torture, crosses, and guillotines will be placed on the city’s large square. The fire place, etc., torture instruments will be prepared, and then different cultists will be given different death sentences according to the wishes of the people.

According to Article 37 of the Imperial Code, the types of penalties, especially the types of death penalty, are determined by the people.

On both sides of the dungeon, dim pyroxene lamps hung, and the gray silver light swayed, illuminating the dust in the air. Under the leadership of Bishop Atanis, Joshua and others walked through the outer cell, where No one was covered with dust, as if no one had been in for a long time. Noting the warrior's curious eyes, the old bishop explained: "There have been no cultists in the North for a long time."

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

——And my sister, who disappeared at that time, has not heard from her.

This sentence was not said, the old bishop just continued to say in a low voice: "This group of cultists can be regarded as the first group in my tenure. I put them in the innermost cell."

Joshua noticed that according to the grammar of Mycroft's Continental Common Language, the old bishop used the animal, not the human, for those cultists.

But what does it matter? Indifferent thought, the warrior shrugged, the cultists weren't humans.

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

"Master Bishop!"

There were several guarding knights in the dungeon. They heard the footsteps and walked out vigilantly, but when they discovered that the person was Bishop Atanis, these knights bowed their heads with respect and let the group pass.

"Thanks for your hard work, Lord Lord will also come to see those cultists today. Keep the door well."

Wei Wei nodded to these knights, the old bishop paused, and then issued a serious command: "Later, no matter what sound you hear, don't come close."

"Yes it is!"

The knights responded in unison. They didn't think this was any strange. It was too normal for the lord to interrogate the cultists in his territory. It was normal enough that no one could find the reason for doubt. As for how the cultists would be dealt with, What kind of screams and wailings-that are all indifferent things.

As long as they have seen the scene of the cult sacrifice, no matter how the mother is, they 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 the back of the warrior’s head from the corner of their eyes, the deterrence was not that great, at most they were heart palpitations. I sigh with their powerful aura and heavy majesty, otherwise, it will definitely cause panic and confusion.

The deepest part of the dungeon is dark. The pyroxene lamp hanging here has been replaced with a strange magic prop. It is a diamond-shaped purple crystal. The releaser's magical brilliance is blurred. Joshua stretched out her finger and felt it. When its magical power fluctuates, its brow can't help but raises: "Forbidden position?"

"There is also an anti-invisible field, no matter if it is using magic or vindictiveness, there is no way to sneak into it."

Responding to the soldier's words, Bishop Atanis stopped, he was silent for a while, and then said, "Here."

Afterwards, he clapped his hands, and the fluctuations of the holy light passed out, as if some magic circle was activated, and the dazzling positive energy light immediately tilted out from the ceiling, illuminating the depths of the dark dungeon extremely brightly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Quickly turn it off, turn this off!!!"

"Oh ah ah ah ah!!!"

Suddenly, countless screams came out from the originally silent corner, and Qiao Xiuya slightly squinted and scanned the surroundings with this light.

This is an oval-shaped hall. Around the hall, there are 30 extremely small cells that cannot stand or lie down, and can only allow people to squat. There are double-layer stainless steel fences around the cells. These fences also flowed with the holy light pattern visible to the naked eye, and they looked extremely strong.

Most of these cells are empty, their floors are contaminated with black and red stains, and the walls are covered with dark red diffusive patterns, and even suspicious yellow grease has penetrated into the gaps in the walls.

In the cells that are not empty, there are screaming human figures who are twisting crazily. They are irradiated by the positive energy light with dark smoke, but limited to the small cells, they can’t get up. They couldn't get down, and the long squatting made these guys' knees completely become a mass of iron, completely immobile.

"It's these guys. Don't look at them now. They are actually very stiff. We have been interrogated for a long time, and we haven't received any news.

Speaking in a tone that Joshua had never heard before, but it felt normal, Bishop Atanis had a face as cold as steel: "Eight died in the previous interrogation, and now there are nineteen remaining. Personally, my child, you can do whatever you want, even if they all die."

As long as you can ask for the news.

"Damn believers of false gods--"

Hearing these words, a prisoner who was screaming in the cell suddenly raised his head. With a vague voice, it seemed to laugh wildly and said: "You never know what you are going to face, the gospel of my lord. Coming soon, you will eventually fall into despair, hahahahahaha!!"

The human figures in other cells also seemed to be inspired by the prisoner's words, and the screams disappeared, all kinds of foul language and blasphemous prayers sounded, and one of the voices was exceptionally loud: "You don't know anything! "

The appearance of these prisoners is undoubtedly the appearance of humans. They have eyes, noses, ears and mouths. However, although the torso of hunger and fatigue makes the body so thin as if there is no flesh, the eye sockets are also deeply sinking into the eye sockets, but as long as you see them The expression will know that it is definitely not something humans can do.

As if smearing a layer of mud on the bones, the sludge-like flesh and blood flowed endlessly, forming extremely distorted expressions, as if they were laughing, and as if they were howling in pain, their skin was full of violent blood vessels and Blue veins, abruptly beating, you can see the dark purple liquid flowing behind, the eyes of these cultists are closed because of the strong positive energy light, but through the thin layer of eyelids, you can see that their eyeballs are dying. Wriggling in a natural way.

Gradually adapting to the light of positive energy, these cultists began to open their eyes and looked towards the center of the cell hall.

Without exception, their eyes are shining disgustingly, the dark green light of something decayed, this light is like a whirlpool, twisted and deep, making people can't help but think of a bottomless mud swamp.

"Don't want to say? This can't be done by you."

Ignoring these cultists who were completely insane, 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.

Afterwards, he let go of his figure and walked out of the cell hall.

"no problem."

And Joshua whispered, "I have no compassion for the enemy when the opponent is passing by."

Afterwards, he signaled Ying and Rin to leave with Atanis, and although the sister and brother of Shenji hesitated, they still obeyed the master's intention and followed the old bishop out of the cell hall.

And just as the footsteps of the three of Atanis gradually moved away, the soldier took a step forward and walked to the center of the cell hall. He glanced at all the cells with a grinning, indifferent to the polar ice. The general voice said: "The leisure time is over."

"Now, look at me!"

Originally, these cultists were a little at a loss because of the sudden departure of the old bishop. They didn’t know why Artanis, as a clergyman, gave the task of interrogation to a stranger so relieved, but these are not important anymore. When the guy was about to laugh at the man in front of him, the air suddenly solidified.

Because they all saw Joshua's face.

How does it feel? No one can describe it. It's as if the air in the lungs was pulled out in an instant, and the throat could only make a creaking spasm. All the cultists closed their mouths in an instant, their teeth trembled up and down, and shivered. .

The light of positive energy that was originally bright and dazzling, brighter than the sun seemed to be dimmed in an instant, and endless black mist was permeating from the man standing in the center of the cell. The black mist seemed to be just like ink mist. , But there are countless hideous monster faces emerging from it, as if the deep sea-like weight is substantively suppressed on all the cultists. They want to breathe, but desperately find that their lungs refuse to work because of fear, only a little A little bit of waiting for the suffocation to come.

Unable to collapse, unable to kneel down, the nose is filled with a strong smell of rust, the small cell does not even allow these prisoners to twist their heads, their necks and eyeballs also refuse to work, unable to lower and close, they can only wait for themselves His mind was blurred little by little.

The cultist closest to Joshua seemed to have seen a demon **** who seemed to come from hell, and the demon **** was gradually approaching. He raised his hand made of black steel and sword blades and stretched out to himself.

Before going into a complete coma, the cultist felt a hand grabbing its hair and lifting its head. It saw a pair of blood red, as if burning eyes were looking at it, and the biting cold was in it. The flow of bone marrow and blood vessels instantly awakens the will.

"Say everything you know!"

Hearing a sonorous sound like steel friction, the mind that was originally infested by chaos seemed to be beaten by a sledgehammer at this moment. The cultist felt his soul swayed violently, and the endless despair made the heart. Falling into the abyss, its eyes were confused for an instant, and its lips trembled slightly, and then slowly opened. Even the knight's will not shaken in the torture for half a month is now close to overturning.

But just when it was about to open its mouth to reveal all the truth and secrets, the cultist suddenly burst his eyes, and then screamed violently.

This voice is so stern, far more painful than before being irradiated by positive energy rays. Even Joshua felt the pain from the depths of the opponent’s soul. Under the warrior’s gaze, the cultist’s two eyeballs As if it was about to jump out of its eye sockets, its thin skin began to swell violently, its bloodshot and bruised face also turned blue, and the liquid inside made a viscous flowing sound.

"No! My lord, no! I didn't say it, I didn't say it ah ah ah ah!!!"

A sharp and deformed scream shot out from the cultist’s throat. It was already an inhuman high pitch, and Joshua let go of his hand and let go of the opponent’s hair. He frowned and watched this scene. , The eyes are full of solemnity.

This cultist was originally a man. This can be seen from his decent appearance, but now, no one can see any information from his face. The piece was originally called The flesh and blood of his face have now become black and white, and the things under the skin seem to have been completely dissolved, making its face seem to fall from the skull at any time.

"puff--"

Suddenly, a string of purplish-red blood spurted out of the cultist’s earholes, and the stench of blood immediately filled the entire cell hall, and the positive energy rays continuously radiated, and this carried the disgusting smell. The chaotic breath of smell is purified, and after the blood is sprayed in the ears, the body of the cultist becomes motionless. It no longer struggles or screams. Instead, it stays on the spot like a zombie, in its eyes. Blood was shed, and his thin body was now strangely swollen.

"Unexpectedly... I thought it was just an ordinary cult attack, but I never expected it to be in this situation."

His brows frowned and tightened until they stood up completely. Joshua's expression was extremely serious. He ignored the other prisoners who had been in a coma long ago, but stared closely at the dead cultist in front of him. , Murmured to himself: "Ahead of time? No, it should have happened in the Far South. I didn't pay attention to the North Land in the previous life, so maybe the same thing happened in the North Land..."

With Qiao Xiuya whispering to herself~www.novelmtl.com~, various other strange changes began to take place on this cultist's body-first, its swollen body suddenly ruptured, and a huge amount of black turbid liquid followed The cracks spewed out from under the leather-like skin layer, and then, masses of semi-melted internal organs also leaked from the crevices of the skin, and finally seemed to be corroded, completely melted in the warm black turbid liquid.

Because all the flesh and blood and internal organs were dissolved by the black liquid and flowed out, the original cultist only had a layer of skin and was supported in place by bones. As for humans, naturally they cannot die anymore.

"Melanemia."

"The big move of the plague evil god."

"The super plague that killed 60% of the population in the far south coastal areas that year."

Turning around without a trace of nostalgia, Joshua's expression has completely turned cold.

"This matter is not something that the Northland can handle. To deal with the plague, we must devote all our efforts to the whole country, and we need to report it to the imperial capital as soon as possible and inform His Majesty the emperor."

Yin Tian Shen Yin said that this chapter has been revised back and forth for a long time, and now it is quite satisfactory.