Chapter 111: Attacking the Small Temple, the Light of Career Upgrade

"Qi Sui, is there something wrong in there?"

Gu Xiyue did not dwell on the previous question for too long. She followed Qi Sui in looking towards the Quiet Castle.
Under the cover of the dark night, it is like a ferocious beast lurking in the wilderness, ready to devour its prey at any time.

"It smells like blood!"

Qi Sui's nose twitched a few times.

Gu Xiyue's pretty face was full of confusion. She also learned to do it very well, twitching her nose a few times, but there was no smell of blood. All she could smell was the fragrance of the grass and trees in the manor, and... the smell of Qi Sui beside her.

Qi Sui didn't give much explanation.

He looked around and luckily found a few dandelions in a corner. He picked up one of them and blew it in the direction of the castle.

Driven by the evening breeze, the snow-white fluff successfully passed through the windows and door gaps and entered the castle.

Then, Qi Sui closed his eyes and attached his mental power to the fluff, as if he had eyes growing outside his body, which could peek into the scenes happening inside the castle.

Gu Xiyue's pretty face showed even more confusion. After a moment of thought, she also raised a dandelion and blew gently at the castle, then closed her eyes in a pretentious manner.

Compared to the darkness in the girl's eyes, Qi Sui's vision gradually became brighter.

The interior of the castle is spacious.

There are two lighting methods: light and candlelight.

The overall decoration is retro in style, with ancient objects placed everywhere. Mixed among these objects are some mysterious runes engraved with strange patterns, outlining patterns that defy normal perception.

Just one more look at it will give people a nauseous and uncomfortable feeling.

The floor was covered with carpet, which was completely red, but the red was unusually glaring, as if it had been soaked in blood.

The entire castle is divided into two floors.

There are about forty people on the lower floor.

Men, women, old people and children can all see it.

They were dressed differently, but without exception, they were all kneeling on the ground, with pious expressions on their faces, muttering to themselves, as if they were in a state of madness.

And there were only eleven people on the second floor of the castle.

They were all wearing bright red robes, dotted with various bone-like objects as mysterious decorations. They all knelt on the ground, doing the same movements as the fanatical believers on the first floor.

The difference is that a very faint scarlet aura can be seen lingering around them.

They called this aura "divine power" bestowed by the God of Flesh and Blood.

Looking deeper into the second floor, there is a quiet and dark corridor that seems to lead to an unknown area.

Qi Sui wanted to use his mental power to control Dandelion to continue flying into the corridor, but there seemed to be an invisible aura outside the corridor that made it difficult to break through. He could only vaguely see a sculpture-like object by the faint candlelight inside.

After several failed attempts, he had no choice but to continue floating the dandelion fluff in the direction where the smell of blood came from.

This is a dark room on the second floor.

The darkroom was over 1,000 square meters in size, and at the innermost part was a huge cage. More than 30 ordinary people who had just been captured were imprisoned inside like livestock. Lu Xin's slightly panicked and helpless face was also among them, and she collapsed on the ground in a kneeling position.

And in the center of the dark room is a small altar.

The altar was similar to the one in Qinhai City. It was also made of a strange red and black material, with a sharp black strip inserted on it.

It doesn't look like a broken bone, but more like a broken claw of some monster!
At this moment, the image fed back by Dandelion showed two burly middle-aged men in the dark room.

Together, they threw one of the unlucky guys who was picked out first down onto the sharp broken claws.

The broken claw pierced through his chest.

A strange scene appeared.

The man's flesh and blood body collapsed at an extremely fast speed. Dense and dazzling red lines appeared on the black broken claws, as if they had come alive and were devouring the man's flesh and blood.

A few seconds later, the middle-aged man who was 200 meters tall and weighed kilograms had lost all his flesh and blood, leaving only a thin layer of skin, with unwillingness and fear still remaining on his face.

At the same time, the fanatical believers worshipping in the castle seemed to have been injected with some wonderful drug, and their faces showed morbid joy.

The strong man in the dark room was very efficient.

They opened the cage door again and reached inside.

These ordinary people were terrified and could only dodge backwards. In the chaos, Lu Xin, who was the smallest and weakest, was pushed to the front, and then the strong man grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

"Hey, where did the fluff come from? Is there any wind in the room?"

The burly man touched his neck with a puzzled expression on his face. He looked around, and when he found nothing unexpected, he took Lu Xin towards the altar.

……

No more delay!
"Senior Sister, I'll go in first and attract their attention. Then you go directly to the dark room on the second floor and rescue Lu Xin!"

Qi Sui simply drew a few strokes on the soil to create a map of directions.

Gu Xiyue looked surprised, but did not ask any further questions. She just silently memorized the layout of the rooms in her mind.

"Now, shoot arrows at the two positions on the upper left and right corners of the castle gate!"

Looking in the direction Qi Sui pointed, there seemed to be two tiny objects there, completely blending into the night. If you didn't look carefully, it would be easy to overlook them.

This is an ultra-high frequency laser pulse transmitter.

In Qi Sui’s simulation just now, he was shot through the chest as soon as he walked to the door, and his health points were almost reduced to zero.

"it is good!"

Gu Xiyue put two arrows on the string at the same time.

Her muscles were tense, and her body was like a stretched bow. When the force was accumulated to the extreme, the clear sound of the strings rang out under the night sky.

The two arrows were like two streaks of black lightning that cut through the night sky, accurately breaking the two launchers.

"Good archery!"

Qi Sui gave her a thumbs up, and after making sure it was safe, he rushed out like a fierce and agile cheetah. Before anyone could react, he used brute force to break down the castle gate.

He calmly dusted off his clothes, then waved and greeted with a smile to all the fanatical believers in the hall who were startled and looked over.

"Hello everyone, excuse me for interrupting you!"

A middle-aged woman in the lobby on the first floor asked sternly, "Who are you and why are you here? Can you bear the responsibility of disturbing the Lord God?"

The others also had angry looks on their faces.

They paid a huge price to get a chance to come to the temple and worship the gods.

Before he could fully feel the divine power, he was forcibly stopped.

"Well, I'm from the National Security Bureau. I'm here to inform everyone that you've been surrounded. If you don't want to die, squat down with your heads in your hands."

The boy had a bright smile and a gentle tone.

But the words that were spoken made all the believers in the field change their expressions wildly.

Several missionaries on the second floor poked their heads over and one of them said in shock and anger, "It's you! You're still alive!"

"Oh yes, it's me. We meet again."

Qi Sui looked up and smiled at them.

Several of these missionaries were the same people who attacked him in the Starlight Building. They managed to escape and hid here.

At the same time, Gu Xiyue entered through the window like a nimble night owl, with her front paws lightly touching the ground without making any noise.

While everyone was distracted by Qi Sui, she climbed up to the second floor and sneaked into the secret room. Seeing this, Qi Sui began to slowly turn his neck, move his wrists and ankles, and his bones made a "cracking" sound. His muscles, which had just fought in the building and had not completely cooled down, became hot again.

There was a faint red blood mist in his eyes.

"Well, I'll count to three. After three seconds, anyone who hasn't squatted down with their heads covered will be beaten to death by me... one punch after another!"

indeed!

The profession [Berserker Tyrant] endowed Qi Sui with an innate bloodlust and desire for fighting, allowing him to quickly accept the mental discomfort that blood brought.

But with the memories of his past life, he was able to barely suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

He is not someone who is willing to kill indiscriminately just because of his strength.
Three seconds were the last chance for survival he gave to these followers of the religion.

As long as they still have some fear of death, it means that they still retain the last bit of humanity.

If the other party continues to be stubborn and is willing to sacrifice their lives for the illusory old gods, then he doesn't mind fulfilling their wishes.

But Qi Sui was destined to be disappointed.

The believers who are qualified to enter the small temple and worship the gods are absolutely loyal.

After seeing Qi Sui's "heretic" act of blasphemy against God, the fanatical believers in the hall on the first floor rushed forward without caring about the difference in strength between each other, eager to show their loyalty and faith under the attention of God.

"Okay, then I, Qi Sui, will do a good deed today and send you to see the God of Flesh and Blood, Amaimon, so that he won't be lonely in hell!"

Qi Sui's eyes were cold, he laughed cruelly, and attacked without mercy.

A fist swung out casually, exploding an old woman's head into a bloody mist.

The raised right leg chopped down like a battle axe, smashing a graceful young woman into a pulp.

"The battle is over. The kill was made. A weak special energy was detected and converted into experience points. Experience points for the profession [Berserker Tyrant] +20..."

Only 20pm?
It seems that missionaries are the ones with the most experience!
Qi Sui looked towards the second floor and saw that those people were much more sober. They allowed these ordinary believers to rush up and die, while he quickly cleaned up the various objects engraved with strange runes in the castle.

"Want to run?"

He threw out two more punches, killing the two middle-aged men who pounced on him. The light and shadow of internal energy appeared in his legs, and combined with strong flesh and blood, he burst out with terrifying jumping power.

The whole person was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and with one leap he arrived at the second-floor hall ten meters away.

"The four of you hold him back, and the rest of you take the talismans and evacuate quickly. The National Security Bureau is coming!" The gloomy man with a higher status shouted harshly.

He stared at Qi Sui with murderous eyes, as if he wanted to imprint this face deeply in his mind.

The removal of a small temple meant that all the hard work their religion had put into Tianfu City over the past decades was destroyed.

If in the last era, someone dared to break into the temple of a religious sect, then no matter what the cost, they would destroy the "heretic" who dared to blaspheme the dignity of God!
But now the times have changed, and they have become rats in the gutter, where they can only endure humiliation and try to recover their losses as much as possible.

These people moved quickly. In just a few tens of seconds, they took away most of the talismans they could find in the castle, and then fled out of the castle.

"Qi Sui, I will remember you. The Oracle will make you pay the price. Your skin will be peeled off and used as a rag to wipe the dust off the statue day and night. Your head will become a sweet sacrifice and be placed on the altar until it rots."

The leading missionary left some harsh words, broke the window and fled into the night.

Qi Sui wanted to stop them, but the four missionaries who came to block him fought with a completely desperate attitude.

His current combat power is probably around the "February" realm, while these four missionaries all have the "One Month" strength. Plus, after detonating the "Power of God", each of them is not much weaker than Qi Sui.

In just a few rounds, he suffered a lot of injuries on his body.

Qi Sui's face was as gloomy as water. He didn't dare to be distracted anymore. He could only fight the four people with all his strength. The stalemate between them instantly fell into a white-hot situation.

Blood and sweat splashed in the air.

But no one noticed that when the blood from Qi Sui's wound rolled onto the carpet, it was quickly swallowed up and then returned to normal, except that the color of the carpet appeared even more red.

……

At this moment, the missionary who had just escaped was pushed back into the castle at a faster speed.

Not only him, but all the other missionaries who had escaped retreated again. Each of them was badly injured, and the talismans in their bags were scattered all over the ground. Their eyes were full of fear, and they looked trembling as if a disaster was about to happen.

"It's over, it's over, we are surrounded!"

"There are people everywhere outside, there's no way to escape!"

"Lord God, please show up and save your people!"

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Luoyan, wearing the blue martial arts university uniform and holding a two-meter heavy gun, rushed in from the gate.

Her eyes were cold and blood was still dripping from the tip of the gun, adding an indescribable murderous aura to her pure and beautiful face.

"Students below the level of martial artists must stand guard outside. No one in the castle can be allowed to escape. The rest of you, follow me and capture these believers of the Old Gods. If anyone insists on resisting, just kill them!"

With her words, the more than 200 martial arts students following behind her could no longer contain the blood boiling in their chests.

They rushed in one by one, screaming and yelling.

No matter what, being able to clear out a small temple, along with more than a dozen missionaries and dozens of ordinary believers, is enough to meet the standards of Xia Country's special honors and can be exchanged for a large number of contribution points.

The martial arts college students, who had been living frugally for contribution points for a long time, were like wolves that had been hungry for many days and saw fat lamb. In just a few seconds, they overwhelmed the "missionaries".

The ending was determined from the moment Shen Luoyan broke in.

More than two hundred martial artists and thousands of high-level martial artists are an extremely exaggerated force no matter where they are placed. They can directly match the total martial arts foundation, including the military, political and martial arts of a province.

Qi Sui did not join this large-scale melee, but slipped into the secret room on the second floor.

Some ordinary people in the cage have been rescued by Gu Xiyue.

Because the action was quick enough, Lu Xin did not suffer any substantial harm, but only suffered a great mental shock. Fear and tears were written on her fair and tender face. She curled up in the corner, her body shaking constantly.

Gu Xiyue stood beside her with a confused look on her face.

It’s just that I was captured by the cult...why am I so scared?
Seeing that the two women were safe and sound, Qi Sui felt relieved. While there was still chaos outside, he went directly to the altar and reached out to grasp the sharp claw.

"Detected the same energy as the Berserker Tyrant class. Do you want to absorb it and convert it into experience points?"

"Yes!"

Similar to the situation when it absorbed the first "broken spine", this claw seemed to sense the danger and released a deep black light, trying to bounce Qi Sui's palm away.

Qi Sui's body is tall and majestic, as still as a mountain.

A large amount of experience scrolling prompts appear on the career panel.

"Professional [Berserker Tyrant] Experience Points +1000..."

"Professional [Berserker Tyrant] Experience Points +1000..."

……

As his experience points increased rapidly, Qi Sui could feel a warm current growing in his body, further strengthening and nourishing his flesh and blood cells.

After a few seconds.

The energy contained in the sharp claws was sucked away completely, and they quickly became worn out and decayed, and finally scattered into debris on the ground.

The entire process was blocked by Qi Sui's large body and not seen by ordinary people in the secret room.

Suddenly, the system panel lit up with a unique glow that belonged to the upgrade.

……

(End of this chapter)