Ms. Miao Gu muttered to herself and continued to check other foreign news.
The other side.
Europe, Vatican.
A historic church with three levels of dungeons, 100 meters underground.
at this time.
The faint sound of crazy laughter echoed in the third floor of the prison.
At the same time.
Dungeon monitoring room.
Three great monks in red robes, holding ancient Bibles in their hands, stared at the many surveillance screens in front of them with serious faces.
On the screen.
The top prison.
Every prisoner held here laughed so hard that their stomachs chuckled. Even if they laughed until they vomited blood or bled from all seven orifices, they still laughed wildly and couldn't stop.
As time went by, the smile became more and more crazy.
Look at the other screens.
Middle-level prison.
Every prisoner imprisoned here died in his cell without laughter.
Although they were imprisoned in different cells and isolated from each other, their expressions before death were surprisingly similar... their eyes were full of madness and their faces were smiling.
Seeing this.
The three red-robed bishops frowned, held the Bible, and kept making the sign of the cross on their chests.
"Are all the prisoners dead?"
The leader in red asked the dungeon leader.
"Yes, everyone on the second floor is dead. Not a single one is alive, whether they are humans or the eight-winged demons of hell and the servants of the demon god who were imprisoned not long ago."
"The first floor is completely crazy, and as for the third floor..."
The Dungeon Archbishop paused and glanced at the surveillance screen in front of him.
In sight.
The several screens responsible for monitoring the third floor were all black, and there were mute icons on the screens. It seemed that the monitoring screens were not broken, but were interfered with or turned off, and the monitoring sound was also turned off.
"The third level is like hell. Even I wouldn't dare to go in easily."
The dungeon master showed a look of fear in his eyes, and the three red-robed masters looked over.
"I now believe what you said yesterday. The man you brought here yesterday is definitely no longer a god. He has lost his faith in God and has become the most terrible blasphemer of God."
Accompanying words here.
The dungeon master stared at the three of them and said in a deep voice.
"By the way, about that video, have you confirmed its authenticity?"
The leader in red nodded.
"The research department has confirmed that the video is not legitimate and is indeed a real image taken with a mobile phone."
The Dungeon Master's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.
"Is it really true... Doesn't this mean that heaven is really..."
He didn't say anything else, not daring to say those words and unwilling to believe this fact.
immediately.
The dungeon master shook his head, trying to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind, and said.
"What are you going to do with this person next?"
He scanned the prison on the surveillance screen.
"Even if this is the dungeon that Archangel Michael once built for our Vatican, and it can even hold the Lord of Hell, I don't think it can hold this man. His laughter can penetrate three levels of the dungeon. This has never happened before."
As they were talking, faint laughter could be heard from the monitoring room.
The laughter was full of madness.
Anyone who laughs like a fool is crazy.
Suddenly.
The ancient Bible in the hands of the leading red-robed pilgrim glowed with golden light, and was extremely sacred. Being illuminated by its light could cleanse people's hearts and purify their souls.
This situation occurred.
None of the great monks looked happy at all. Instead, the leader of the great monk in red looked worried and asked.
"How long do you expect to be detained?"
The dungeon master replied very simply.
"About a month."
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