Outside the unfinished building, drizzling rain began to fall from the sky.

Asakawa Mengno was in a state of uneasiness and climbing upstairs with other accused celebrities.

This unfinished building has five floors in total, and they are all relatively spacious.

Although there are no regulations, most of the fog believers sort from high to low according to their identities and strength.

Seeing that the group of people with little strength from Asakawa Mengye walked upstairs, people did not show any opinions, and some of them looked at them with sympathy and pity.

This undoubtedly further aggravated Asagawa Mengno's uneasiness.

The ponytail under his black robe swung uneasily.

"Hey, what are you doing so nervous?"

A boy of the same age next to him spoke in a bad tone.

"We are valued people, and this is a good thing that no one can ask for."

Another person sneered: "Good thing? Haha..."

The boy has a bad temper: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you as stupid as you are."

"you!"

Seeing that the abnormal quarrel was about to break out, the leader of this group spoke coldly: "Give me a little quieter."

The sound is not loud, but it is very powerful.

Both of them seemed to know him, and they silently shut up and kept silent.

But Asakawa Mengye was silent all the time. From the eyes of others, he slowly realized that this did not seem to be a good thing.

But his trust in the fog spider made him dare not think about it worse.

Soon, they arrived at the top floor.

"Come in."

The man in gray robe at the door of the room said gently with a smile.

This slightly dispelled the uneasiness in Aokawa Mengao's mind.

In the room, it was pitch black and there was no light.

Click!

Suddenly a white light flashed, and it turned out that lightning flashed outside the window.

The deafening thunder sounded like a sound in people's ears.

And Asakawa Mengye also used this lightning to see the scene in the room.

Seven gray-robed believers are located here, on the concrete floor under their feet, drawing dizzy and lost patterns when they look at them.

They are so magnificent. The moment they see these patterns, Akagawa Mengye is like peeking into the secrets in the abyss and witnessing the brilliant and greatness of the stars... it is so addictive, like falling into a fog.

——Abyss, stars, what is that?

Such questions arose as Akawa Mengye, but his brain, body, and even his soul seemed to no longer belong to him.

He just stood there blankly, his soul seemed to be captured by some existence.

Then he saw the gray-robed believers walking towards the center of the line with the young man with a bad tone just now.

There, the eyes of a closed woman were drawn.

It is obviously just made of patterns, but it looks like real flesh and blood, exuding a strange activity.

The boy did not resist and obediently walked over his eyes and slowly fell down.

He still had his eyes open, but there was no trace of his expression in those eyes.

The boy's soul has been stripped from his body.

In contrast, the originally closed eyes on the ground opened a gap.

The body with only empty shells was not wasted. A man in gray robe held it in his arms, and the mist spread out from his abdomen was like a greedy insect and pig, gnawing on the remaining body.

The man in the gray robe murmured: "You should feel honored to be able to be a nourishment for the awakening of the mother of pure white mist and to be one with Him."

"What a glory this is!"

Next, the next person, and the next person...

The soul of Asakawa Mengye was like a sunny doll floating in the air, staring at all indifferently.

He should have felt scared because of this, but the existence of "emotion" is like the wife in the wife's cake, the couple in the husband's lung slices, and the ants in the ants on the tree should not exist in his soul, so it cannot be retrieved no matter how hard it is.

Asakawa Mengye could only witness all this numb, empty, and confusedly until it was his turn.

As he slowly approached his eyes, a trace of resistance suddenly appeared at Asakawa Mengye.

'No……'

This small resistance is like weed seeds buried on cliffs. Even if the vitality is extremely weak and the environment is extremely harsh, they still want to extract new buds from it.

"I don't want to...just die here."

Asakawa Mengye's consciousness suddenly transcended from the present world and came to a mysterious area that made him afraid, which was the strange church.

The priest's voice rang in his ear: "I heard your wish!"

The sound seemed to be full of seductive power.

"So, what's the price?"

Mengo Asakawa was in a state of confusion and chaos, with only the instinct of survival left. He subconsciously said the words that followed his original heart: "Everything about me."

"As long as I can survive, take everything for me."

"Oh--"

A faint laughter sounded, and Asakawa Mengye's consciousness returned to reality. He suddenly realized that he had recovered his ability to move.

Moreover, the emotional function that was originally "deleted" has also reappeared.

Asakawa Mengye was first happy, then feared and despaired again. In front of so many gray-robed believers, he could not escape even if he wanted to!

He had no doubt that if he showed any escape, he would be killed on the spot by them in the next moment.

Even Mengye Asakawa did not dare to pause in his footsteps, for fear that the other party would notice an abnormality.

Mongya Asakawa felt bitter in his heart: ‘Isn’t this still a dead end?’

boom--

Just the next moment, a violent roar sounded.

The whole unfinished building was trembling.

The people in the gray robes sitting around the room looked out the window, and a thick energy column was pouring towards the unfinished building.

The dazzling light almost illuminated the rainy night sky.

However, the believers of gray robe seemed to have expected this and did not panic much.

Three of them stretched out their hands, and the surging mist spread out, blending with the barrier that was already set up in the building.

boom!

The energy column collided with the barrier, and even more violent tremors came. Some of the selected offerings were unsteady and fell to the ground.

Asakawa Mengye also fell down while maintaining a confused expression and temporarily avoided the disaster.

At the same time, I was secretly shocked: "The guards are really here? But why are they not panic at all?"

The believers of the gray robe were calm, or rather, this was the result they expected and part of the plan.

Someone chuckled softly and said, "It's time to start the next step of the ritual."

The man seemed to be the leader of the gray-robed believer. He looked around the rest of the room and said, "For the fog!"

"For the fog!"

The rest of the people responded together.

*******

At the same time, the lower floors of the unfinished building were in chaos without any surprise.

The screams of scolding, thrust and questioning were mixed together, and people were tilted around, like a group of frightened flies, trapped in this closed space, naturally buzzing and running around.

"Guard Division! Why did the Guard Division come up?"

"What happened? Are we exposed?"

The Guard Division has great deterrence and psychological shadow on the middle and lower classes of the Mist Sect.

After all, the Guard Department has zero tolerance for the Mist Cult. Once discovered, it will be shot and killed, and will not adopt the strategy of arrest.

The first idea that most people have is to run away!
To be continued...