After obtaining the permission of peace, the gray tentacles danced excitedly, rushing toward the patterned cement block, wrapping it with their soft and sticky body until they are completely submerged by the tentacles.

There seemed to be some emotional fluctuations in the half-open eyes.

It seems to be surprised or humiliating?

Of course, the eyes on this cement block are naturally not the eyes of the Mother of Misty, but only the existence of the nature and power of the Mother of Misty is residual, or in other words, this is a clumsy imitation and fake object.

Anle witnessed this scene and thought to himself: ‘If it is anthropomorphized, it will look quite (meow) color.’

It's like an image you'll find on a pink app.

Seeing the tentacles like their own husky, they were standing in front of their jobs, waiting for their master to start cooking after they gave their orders.

Anle really can't bear to say no.

He also recalled that sometimes even if the target was not human, his tentacles could reach into it and absorb certain things.

But the panel is not displayed, Anle doesn't know what is extracted.

Now when I think about it, it turns out that I was absorbing substances that were stained with the aura of gods.

Tentacles entangled, rubbed, licked the wrapped cement blocks, and greedily absorbed the remaining divine nature on the ritual.

The ground of the church also changed faintly, and it was squirming as if it was coming alive.

The stones placed on the entire ritual are slowly sinking and being swallowed by the ground.

In just a few breaths, the cement and tentacles disappeared before Anlei's eyes, and the ground returned to its original state, as if it had not appeared here at all.

Anle thought: ‘I don’t even leave any scum…’

After another moment, a satisfied sigh rang out in Anle's ears, full of pleasure.

【The intimacy between you and the ▇▇ church is improved!】

A prompt flashed before his eyes.

Anle looked up and felt that the dome of the church seemed to have become slightly higher, and he was a little further away from the door.

After savoring it carefully, he concluded: ‘The church is expanding?’

This is undoubtedly a good thing.

As Anle is dragged into the endless hell of work, there are more and more dead believers, the last time she held an employee meeting... Cough cough, when the ceremony was held, the church was very crowded and could not hold it.

The expansion of the area can accommodate more employees and gain more filthy and rationality.

Another thing.

Even without substantial proof, Anle realized that the next time he absorbed the filthy mind of the soul, the part that was separated by the church might be reduced, no longer the nine-one share.

Anle gradually realized that the way the church operates is similar to the company's dividends.

The church itself relies on its technology to make a big share of dividends.

At first, Anle could only invest in labor, but now she began to collect things that carry the aura of evil gods. It was like investing money, increasing his own equity, diluting the church shares, and the dividends obtained would naturally increase.

Then, Anle talked to Sele for a while and learned more from her.

Serey said: "The church has a very good taste, and only divine residues with higher quality can interest it."

"If you swallow a lot, you will have some similar characteristics."

This kind of happiness is also noticed.

A faint mist shrouded the high place of the dome, making the already treacherous church more mysterious.

‘Absorb the characteristics of various gods and use them for your own use?’

Anle thought: ‘It’s so scary…’

‘I just ate such a ritual and I dare not think about what you will become in the future.’

Serei also said: "If you can absorb more of His divinity, Father An, you... may be able to step out of the door."

This sentence surprised Anle slightly. He wanted to go out of the church gate a long time ago to explore the world outside the church, but every time he was warned by Selei that he would die if he did that.

Anle's intuition also agrees with this view, and there are great dangers to the outside world.

And now, is this ban actually lifted?

Even if there is a girl in Yan, she can bring information and some things to Anle from outside the church.

But because of the characteristics of Yannv's own, there are extremely limited things that she can bring back.

If Anle could go out by himself, he would definitely gain greater gains and might be able to relieve some of his doubts.

Selei's eyebrows and eyes drooped, making people unable to see her true emotions, and continued: "Of course, the crisis still exists."

"But if it was Father An, you would still go out even if you know this."

"Please prepare before that."

Anle understands it, he will not joke about his life, and naturally he must be fully prepared before going out to explore.

After learning about this information, Anle first went to Zhang Xiansui's small dark room to visit the mining machine.

In recent times, the image of the old man emerging in the mist of Zhang Xiansui has become more haggard and aging, and has changed from about 60 to 100 years old.

Even though Zhang Xiansui has turned into a fog and lost his body as an inconvenient thing, he still feels that he is aging.

It is not the body that aging is the spirit.

Every day he squeezed out the only knowledge in his mind to avoid being dragged out of the church and endured even more painful torture.

——In fact, avoidance is impossible. It always comes every few days, but Anle will consider whether to punish Zhang Xiansui’s work performance.

Anle: After all, I am not a devil either!

It is still necessary to standardize and reasonable working systems.

These days, Zhang Xiansui often thinks: ‘Is this the taste of eternal life?’

‘If I had known, I might as well die earlier.’

It’s a pity that Zhang Xiansui can’t even commit suicide now.

Anle is a very contractual person. If you say that you will live forever, then you will live forever.

"I wrote this page today?"

Anle walked into the room and looked at the thin page of paper on the table, not very satisfied.

This is like waiting for the update of your favorite novel, but only waiting for a "small stick" and the book: I've pulled it today, no updates.

A disappointment is imaginable.

Zhang Xiansui was about to argue, but he suddenly felt a breath from Anle's body, and his soul seemed to be frozen.

The human form originally condensed by the fog instantly dissipated, and the whole fog continued to shrink until it was only the size of a fist, as if it was shrinking to the point where it could not be reduced any further.

Zhang Xiansui hid in the corner of the small dark room and couldn't stop trembling.

Even if you don’t speak, Anle can read his thoughts at this moment - don’t come over!!!

This fear comes from Zhang Xiansui's heart and comes from the depths of his soul.

It is not difficult to guess that Anle is because the church just ate the influence of the ritual.

He smiled at Zhang Xiansui: "It's good, it depends on whether you dare to be lazy in the future."

Then, Anle went to examine the Holy Blood Prince, Blood Shadow Ilsius Jiya, who was kept in the church.

It was packed in a small box, and along with the split bone block, it showed a rose-like rosy rosy, not like blood, but like a rare gem.

Although it only has about two drops, Anle still cares about it very much.

Judging from Ren Ye's performance, this source blood is of extremely high value and can continue to regenerate. If it is well raised, it can be like a thriving leek, cutting one by one.

The happy vision is hot.

This is a small gold mine!

The source blood that was staring at was trembling involuntarily.

Ji Ya's consciousness was hidden in it and she didn't dare to show up. After discovering her situation, she did not have any hope of escaping and resisting such things.

‘This is that church!’

Not to mention that she has only two drops of blood left, even in her heyday, once she enters this gate, she will never get rid of it.

‘How did I come to this ghost place…’

Ji Ya couldn't help thinking about this question, and she realized that she had lost a lot of memories.

But this is normal. At the level of the Holy Blood Prince, even if only one drop of source blood can be resurrected, the existence of source blood can accommodate is limited. Only when she recovers can these memories be traced back.

She only remembered that her source blood was blocked in her true bones and stayed in an environment where there was no light at all, as if it was parasitizing in the bodies of some creatures.

The other party attempts to absorb the power of blood, while Ji Ya also uses its physical body to accumulate energy.

Then, there was an extreme heat that almost melted her soul through her true bones.

After that, she fell into this situation.
To be continued...