Chapter 318: The leader of the Deep Church emerges

"Being kicked like a ball, being stained by mud, being chased like a rat by strange weapons, and being vomited by maggots."

"Then let me ask you."

"Do you still like the Thane Dungeon?"

"I, I"

Fingerly heard unclear voices in a trance, and couldn't tell whether it was someone really asking him questions or he was hallucinating.

No one can have a good face to something that tortures them. Those who can resist giving the middle finger to the Sion Dungeon after experiencing a series of tortures are considered to have high moral qualities. Do they still want people to give them a thumbs up?

However, Fingerly was hesitant and didn't know what kind of evaluation to give.

The main thing is that all of these encounters were caused by his own initiative to join the team, and he had encountered even more extreme things before, especially after being kicked out of the team.

The torture brought by the Sean Dungeon gave him a strange feeling of reminiscing about the past.

After hesitating for a while, he woke up.

"Where am I?"

Fingri rubbed his eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling. He was still inside the Deep Church. Under him was a bed full of cotton, which formed a mattress that allowed him to sleep soundly.

He knew it was Alayya's work without even looking. As soon as he sat up, he heard people shouting, "Mr. Fingerly is awake!"

Tus and the others came over to ask about her well-being, which was out of genuine affection. Fingri responded with a few words, then looked at Matilda and asked, "What happened next?"

After being kicked in the air like a badminton for double digits, he fainted and had no idea what happened next.

To be honest, he felt that if Matilda had let him go, he would not necessarily die from falling from the air. However, the other party held him tightly, causing him to become a badminton.

But I can't say this. He is trying to save me. Saying this will affect the feelings of the team members!

From people's various conversations, he finally understood what had happened.

The lethality of the troll's roar would weaken during flight, and when it hit them, only the impact force would remain, so he and Matilda were actually knocked unconscious.

Alayya led people to raid a wave of giants in the rear, breaking the attack frequency of the two giants and rescuing them.

Matilda had fainted, but woke up again when she fell to the ground. When she woke up, all she had left in her heart was the anger of being teased, and she led the people to completely kill the two giant slaves.

Then, she was determined to lead everyone through the second gate using the flying technique. If she couldn't skip class with everyone in the end, wouldn't she have been treated like a ball for nothing?

“So we are here now.”

"I have passed all the gates and am now taking a break on the first floor."

Matilda pointed to the side and saw that the passage leading to the room they were in was blocked by the plants grown by Alayya, so the monsters outside could not get in.

"Everyone is waiting for you to wake up and take us up to have a look, Mr. Fingerly." Tuss said, referring of course to the platform that everyone was longing for.

Alayya stretched out a lot of straw to form the shape of a clock, telling people that the dungeon would close in less than an hour.

"Okay." Fingri stood up with his tired body. "Now that we are here, we must go up and take a look!"

The plants that were blocking the gate were released, and white maggots and slaves rushed in all at once. People were well prepared, and Fingri was able to deal with the monsters by just standing at the door and dancing around.

The giant slaves guarding the stairs leading to the high steps disappeared after their death, and those who remained turned into maggot men. They would cast spells when they saw adventurers coming, but they were not enough to pose a threat.

Walking around in the mud, people also picked up a prop they had never seen before - [Charming Branch]

[Consume magic power to charm the stabbed enemy, and the charmed enemy will temporarily become a companion]

[The god-man Michaela is loved by all things, so she can force others to like her]

"Who is Michaela?"

If you don't understand, then don't try. When the adventurers climbed up the platform and successfully used the enchanting branch to turn a church knight into a ally, they were amazed at the magical effect of this item and regretted using it too hastily.

What if you use them to charm a more powerful enemy? Like Overlord Wolnir?

It’s exciting just to think about it.

The Guzha team decided that they would come again tomorrow to pick up an enchanted branch and test it on Overlord Wolnir.

Fingerly worked so hard for so long to get to the platform, and the scenery on the platform did not disappoint him.

Apart from the groups of church knights and bishops, just looking at the scenery, this must be the center of the Deep Church. You can overlook the entire Deep Church from here.

A huge building, not sure whether it was a pulpit or an altar, was enshrined on a high platform. In front of it were rows of benches with flickering candlelight. Fingerly could almost imagine the archbishop of the church standing here preaching, the most noble church members sitting on the benches below listening, and tens of thousands of believers prostrating themselves on the ground under the platform listening to God's will.

Thinking of this, Fingerly suddenly had a question.

"We've been walking around here for quite a while, but we still don't seem to know who the god this church is dedicated to is?"

Gwyn? But the title of Sunlight King doesn't fit in with the atmosphere of the Deep Cathedral. It's as gloomy as if it were a place dedicated to an evil god.

"Forget it, let the strategy team interpret it."

I thought there was nothing on the platform except something that looked like a pulpit, but I didn't expect there was a road behind the pulpit that seemed to lead to a deeper place. The further down I went, the more severe the cold atmosphere became.

The statues on both sides of the road exude a sense of weirdness, looking like neither human nor human, and people are almost experiencing the Happy Valley effect when they see them.

When we stepped onto this road, an invisible atmosphere suddenly spread out. The people who were talking and laughing before suddenly fell silent for no reason. They looked at each other and asked:

"Why are you suddenly silent?"

"I want to ask you something else."

The atmosphere is such an unpredictable thing that when it becomes strange, everyone can sense a bad premonition.

The air was slowly moving like thick mucus, and the people in it suddenly felt oppressed. It was hard to say what the feeling was exactly, if they had to describe it.

The words depressing and terrifying are the most appropriate.

The scene where Fingerly and his companions were hit like balls by the giants was somewhat hilarious, making people forget the tone of the Deep Cathedral itself.

The road full of man-eating maniacs offering sacrifices, the forest of crucifixion where alienated werewolves run rampant, the cemetery where half-human, half-maggot zombies roam, along the way, the feeling of horror and weirdness gradually increases. People may not notice it at the first time, but when they come to their senses.

“Buzz——”

The shrill buzzing sound came without warning, and even Fingri frowned and covered his ears.

The buzzing sound continued for a long time. When people were grimacing and had splitting headaches, the sound gradually weakened, and the sound of an orchestra came from somewhere.

The music was unclear, as if it came from a distant time and space. It was typical church music, solemn, dignified, elegant, and filled with faith in God.

Obviously, it is more pleasant to listen to than the buzzing sound, but the sound of the orchestra seems to stir up the hidden fear in people's hearts little by little, filling their hearts with a sense of gloom.

Black fog suddenly appeared in front of Fingerly's eyes. Looking back, the road he came from was covered by fog. He knew there was no way back.

The abnormal situation that occurred just met his guess that behind the platform was the location of the leader of the Deep Church.

But who could be the leader? The Lord of Cinder, the "Deep Saint" Aldridge?

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to keep you safe."

Fingerly simply encouraged everyone and walked in front of them.

The hard stone bricks echoed the sound of footsteps, making every step people take feel like they were stepping on their hearts.

The white inhuman statue poked its head out from the black fog, twisting its neck stiffly and its head following the people's backs.

The closer you get to the bottom scene, the clearer the orchestral music becomes; this music is truly a work of art that artists would go crazy for.

However, when the adventurers actually walked into the large venue shrouded in darkness, a strange sound was heard in the orchestra, like a biting sound, which the adventurers had heard a lot on the way of the living sacrifice.

That was the sound of tearing human flesh.

Just when the magician wanted to use the flash magic to provide lighting -

"boom!"

A small candle flame lit up out of nowhere, and people looked over subconsciously.

In the light of the fire, a short and fat bishop in gorgeous clothes emerged from the darkness. His eyes, flashing red, did not hide his desire for people's flesh and blood, and saliva dripped from the corners of his torn mouth.

"Only one? That's too..."

Before people could finish their words, another candlelight appeared, and the tall and thin bishop revealed his withered face.

"I have a bad feeling." Fingerly's intuition is always accurate.

The third and fourth.

Candlelight appeared one after another, and every time a candlelight appeared, people's hearts beat violently.

When it finally appeared, the candlelight was no longer satisfied with appearing in front of their eyes, beside them, and behind them. They were surrounded by the Deep Bishops without knowing when.

The light completely illuminated the place, and the number of the Deep Bishops surrounding the adventurers exceeded three digits!

"For real."

Fingerly had countless words he wanted to say in his heart, but in the end, when he saw the huge monster in front of him, all the words were stuck in his throat.

What the Deep Bishops are surrounded by is not a pulpit, nor a precious treasure, nor a holy book, but

A huge coffin, a coffin covered with black mud.

The sound of the orchestra reached its climax, and the leader of the Deep Church - [The Deep Bishops] arrived here.

(End of this chapter)