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"So, is there a way for us to get out?" Artis asked again, placing his hope on the other party. After all, if these people have been here for so long and still haven't found a way, then it is even less likely that he will find a way out.

So he also imagined that these people just didn't trust him.

Obviously, reality is always cruel.

Anjison showed a helpless look, shook his head and said: "If we could go out, we would have gone out long ago, and would we wait for you to come? This place is very weird, even the walls are very hard, if you want to leave traces on it,

These are all very difficult things.”

"They are not worried about us escaping at all, because we can't escape at all."

There was a look of despair on Angelison's face. If he had been more sensible, he might have killed himself earlier, which would have saved him a lot of suffering.

"So I advise you to commit suicide. It may be better to avoid suffering. If you suffer, you will have to endure more suffering until you can no longer hold on."

That’s it for now.

Both Anjisheng and Anji were very weak. If they didn't have a strong will, they might not be able to hold on. Even just talking would be very difficult.

The huge cell fell into silence again, and the wailing could be heard clearly from other cells.

"It's so powerful. It sounds like a new one as soon as you hear it. After a while, you won't scream anymore." The long-haired man suddenly opened his eyes and said softly, then turned his head and looked forward along the corridor of the dungeon, seeming to notice some movement.

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An old man with gray hair wearing a gorgeous black religious uniform walked in from outside surrounded by a group of believers.

"This man must have a high status in the Black Rope Cult." Artis said with certainty. Just from his temperament, he knew that this man had a high status.

This can be regarded as one of his abilities, the ability of a shrewd little person.

Angelson said in a low voice: "Yes, he is the bishop of the Black Rope Sect in Du Lan, and he has very high authority. Of course, he also created the Black Rope Sect today."

"It seems a bit strange for him to come to a place like the dungeon as a bishop. Is he doing something special?"

The three of them squatted in the cell, quietly observing what was going on over there.

The bishop did not come towards them, but walked to the iron door near the exit. Two believers walked over, opened the iron door, and took out a man in white ecclesiastical uniforms.

Artis's pupils couldn't help but tremble, and he recognized that the man was the one he had met before, and he was also an official member of the All Living Beings Sect.

"Don't make any noise!" the believers leading the way shouted, fearing that these lowly beasts would offend the holy bishop.

The dungeon suddenly became quiet and dull.

Immediately afterwards.

The formal believer was dragged to the big platform, his hands were tied with ropes, and he was hung up. The wooden wheel turned and made a sound of teeth, which echoed in the dungeon.

"What do you want to do! I didn't do anything!" The formal believer made a horrified voice and kept struggling back and forth. But the more he struggled, the tighter the rope tied to his hands became, and the more obvious the pain became.

It makes him feel scared.

Pa~

A believer took a wooden stick and hit him on the back. He suddenly became quiet, his chin kept trembling, and green water flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The bishop looked at the person in front of him calmly and said: "Why are you panicking? I didn't say I wanted to kill you. Did you encounter any strange things in the church of All Living Beings?"

It was a very vague question. The official believer was also confused and had no idea what it meant: "It seems, it doesn't seem to be."

Pa~

Another stick hit him on the back.

Hitting that spot will not easily kill the person, but will also cause him to feel severe pain.

"I really don't know, I really don't know. I swear, I didn't do anything." The formal believer begged bitterly, and his voice could be clearly heard in the dungeon.

The bishop waved his hand and showed a smile: "Why are you beating others? I believe what he said, he will not lie to me."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite silver dagger from his arms and pulled the dagger out of the iron sheath. A conspicuous silver light flashed on the blade.

The bishop skillfully cut the palm of his hand with a dagger, and the dark red blood stained the dagger. Then he gestured with something in the air with his left hand, leaving behind looming black shadows.

Immediately afterwards, he aimed the dagger at the heart of the official believer's chest, slowly pushed it over, and inserted it easily into the opponent's body, as if there was no resistance.

Normally, it would be difficult to pierce the bones in a person's chest with such a slow movement.

There was a distorted expression on the face of the official believer. It was unclear whether it was fear, fear, or joy, as if he was feeling some extreme emotion.

The dagger seemed to have pierced the heart, but no blood flowed out.

The bishop held the dagger in one hand and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something carefully: "Yes, that's right. Don't those people understand the rules? They came to us to grab our territory!"

He seemed to be a little angry, and he pulled out the dagger fiercely, and then blood spurted out.

The official believer drooped his head and showed no reaction.

The bishop didn't look at the man again, turned around and strode away. It was obvious that he was deeply worried.

Even a three-year-old child knew that Du Lan was the territory of the Black Rope Sect, but those from the All Living Beings Sect still looked confident and went straight to the city to start preaching and win over believers.

The Black Rope Cult did not dare to act rashly at first, thinking that the other party must have some means waiting for them, so they had to use these methods to test the other party's background first.

I can see some of the details, but things seem to be even more troublesome.

He confirmed that there was a certain god behind the All-Sentient Cult. Just now, he felt that the follower of the All-Sentient Cult had a sense of faith.

A church in which God exists and a church in which God does not exist are completely two different concepts.

The church that relies on the existence of God is the real church, and others are just deceptive tricks, like magic in a circus.

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After the bishop left, the dungeon fell into silence again, and Artis was completely stunned. He felt the threat of death and felt that the next person would be him and that he might not live long.

We must find a way to get out, we must find a way to get out, immediately!

Otherwise he will definitely die here.

Artis couldn't think of any way, and gradually fell into despair. Suddenly, the shadow of the statue in the church flashed in his mind, becoming more and more clear, as if he was kneeling in the church now.

This feeling is very wonderful.

He prayed over and over again in his heart, just like he did during the day, kneeling in front of the statue of God.

At this moment, he prayed from the bottom of his heart to get help from the Lord.