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"Really?" Artis showed a ferocious look, adjusted the angle of the gun down a few degrees, and then pulled the trigger again.

The firelight illuminated the faces of several people. Due to the previous bullet as a comparison, Artis accurately hit Archbishop Varian between the eyebrows.

"I forgot to tell you, this firearm is a two-shooter, the latest model."

The corners of Artis's mouth turned up slightly, thinking that he had succeeded so easily, but at this moment, his expression froze on his face.

The harsh sound echoed in the huge room.

A large number of white mice emerged from Varian's body, collar, sleeves, eyes and other various parts.

Rats, lots of rats.

The harsh sound of chirping made everyone's minds dizzy.

Varian's figure disappeared from the spot, and the rats that suddenly appeared suddenly pounced on the people next to them.

An elder with a blue book in his hand and a dull expression was almost instantly overwhelmed by the large number of rats that suddenly appeared, and the flesh and blood on his body was constantly being eaten away.

"mouse!"

"Why are there rats!"

The elder who had a broken leg and was holding a cane had a look of horror on his face. He didn't care about Atis at all, but ran back without looking back.

The door through which Varian came in was just behind where Varian had been, but it had been swamped by countless rats, making it impossible to pass through.

However, he knew that this room had two doors, and there was an escape door specially used for escape. Only the elders knew about it, so as to prevent themselves from being trapped in this closed room when they were in a desperate situation.

The number of those rats increased at an alarming rate as they continued to devour flesh and blood, and they were extremely aggressive. The two or three people who were originally standing next to Varian were all overwhelmed by the rats.

The other two elders knelt down on the ground and kept begging the rats for forgiveness, as if they thought they and others had offended the gods.

"I regret our arrogant behavior. We should not do such things. Please forgive me and please calm down."

But such repentant gods didn't seem to appreciate it. These groups of terrifying rats probably didn't understand what they were saying, so they still pounced on them, drowning them and tearing their bodies apart.

In just the blink of an eye, those white mice turned blood red and were stained with blood. They seemed to like to wrap blood on their bodies.

What is even more eye-catching is their pair of bright scarlet eyes. In such a not-so-bright environment, you can clearly see the countless pairs of small scarlet eyes.

"It's all your fault!" A younger elder took out the thin sword from his waist and stabbed Atis. He felt that all of this was caused by Atis. If it hadn't been for Atis, they wouldn't have done it.

fell into such a situation.

In fact, this is probably the case.

Until now, Artis is still in a state of confusion and has not figured out why Varian, the leader of the Black Rope Cult, suddenly turned into a swarm of rats after being shot by him.

This is too weird.

Is he not a human being?

When Artis saw the elder in front of him stabbing him, he didn't think much and blocked with his backhand, flicked the opponent's weapon away, and then opened his neck smoothly.

This elder himself does not have much fighting power, and may not be as good as an ordinary adult. They are too pampered, so it is extremely easy for Artis to deal with it.

Pushing the other person to the ground, the rats that came over jumped on the elder's body.

"How many days have we been hungry!" He couldn't help but yelled, and ran back. The rats behind him followed, but the number was not large. After they had eaten all the corpses, they would definitely eat this one.

The room was flooded.

At this time, the elder with a broken leg was groping for something by the wall.

"What are you doing?" Artis ran over and asked.

The elder with the broken leg looked up at him, and then said: "There is a mechanism here that can open a secret door to the outside. Help me find it quickly, or we will all die here."

He just knew that there was a mechanism here, but he had never walked past here, so he didn't know the specific location of the mechanism.

He looked very panicked, his hands could not help shaking, and he kept groping around the wall. A mouse jumped on his back and took a big bite. He threw it to the ground with his backhand, and then shouted at Artis.

Roar:

"Find the location of the mechanism quickly, or you will die here too."

Obviously.

This elder's loyalty to the Black Rope Cult was not that high. Even if Artis killed their leader, he still prioritized survival.

Artis shook off a white mouse from his hand, leaving a clearly visible wound, then pointed to a location on the wall and asked:

"Is the secret door located here?"

The elder took a look, shook his head and said, "It's a little further to the left. The mechanism is close to the ground here. You should be able to open it by pressing it hard."

"A little to the left..." Artis stared at the wall with empty eyes. He did not immediately look for the mechanism. Instead, he looked sideways at the elder with a broken leg: "Do you still remember me, Elder Wilms? I came to ask for help."

Medicated."

Elder Broken Leg looked up at him and said angrily: "I don't know. There are so many people asking for medicine. How can I remember it? And aren't you a member of the All Living Beings Sect? You still need to ask for medicine."

"Now is not the time to talk about this, look for traps... Damn rats, damn Varian, they don't care about our life or death at all."

Artis stared at him with a cold smile on his face:

"I still remember when I knelt in front of you, but you didn't even want to look at me. That's when I realized that in your eyes, the difference between us and beasts is not that big. It may have always been like this.

It’s just that I didn’t find it.”

It was still snowing at that time, and he stood at the door of the church all night, just because his son was about to die and needed medicine to survive.

He even donated all his property, but still didn't get even a piece of medicine!

Until morning, he waited until the elder passed by and entered the church. He knelt down and prayed, but the elder didn't even look at him. He just smiled and said:

"What qualifications do you have?"

Then.

Artis then knew that given his status, it was impossible to get medicine here, and when he returned, his son was about to die.

"No need to look for it, we can't get out anymore!" Artis showed a ferocious look and kicked Wilms who was looking for the mechanism.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy!" Wilms roared and jumped up from the ground, dodging Artis' attack:

"You have already killed Varian, what else do you want to do?"