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Zhao Guangli shook his head. He couldn't think of answers to these questions.

He raised his head and saw that on the bookshelf in the distance, exquisite books were neatly placed.

"The Art of Concentration".

"How to Contain Your Abnormalities".

"Learn to Smile at Others".

The books one after another made Zhao Guangli feel a little cold.

In the portrait, what is inside that kind face of Father Gu Nian?

Zhao Guangli had met Gu Nian before in the cult gathering at Oak College.

At that time, he had become like a demon, extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the stench in the air became stronger and stronger.

In the pure darkness, the hideous scene of corpses swarmed not far away.

"Now is not the time to think about these things. The most important thing should be how to protect yourself deep in the church."

Zhao Guangli continued to read the "Gu Nian Manuscript" while thinking about it.

This weird book seemed to have some kind of magic power. Zhao Guangli flipped through two of the photos in it and then turned over them with a frown.

Father Guinian's bad taste is hopelessly revealed in this manuscript.

It's hard to imagine what kind of person Father Gu Nian is.

A guy like that becomes a demon and can even influence Zhao Guangli through his portrait.

No matter which angle you look at it, it's extremely terrifying.

Flipping through the back of the manuscript, some information caught Zhao Guangli's attention.

"Extraordinary Objects: The Thief's Fantasy Gloves."

"The owner of this item is a thief. Because he stole holy water from the divine radiance pools of the Radiant Church in various regions, the gloves that have been used all year round gained spirituality and became extraordinary items."

"The gloves are divided into two pairs. Each one has the ability to retrieve objects from the air, but it has certain limitations and success rates."

"When using two gloves at the same time, you can have 100% ability to retrieve objects from a distance, and have a certain degree of lethality, and can even steal the organs of living creatures."

"As a thief's item, it can give the user many technical abilities, and at the same time, it can also cause the user to acquire a certain degree of kleptomania."

"So... God cannot forgive anyone, child."

The last sentence is an annotation of this information, full of irony.

Obviously, Gu Nian got Yuna's father's gloves and wrote these contents after knowing the abilities.

Now, the gloves reached Zhao Guangli's hands.

It is no longer just a pair of broken mirror gloves, but two pairs of fantasy gloves for thieves.

Zhao Guangli took off his gloves from his waist.

A pair of gloves, identical in appearance.

They all look old and peeling, and no matter what, they are incompatible with the mysterious and extraordinary.

Zhao Guangli put on this pair of gloves naturally. What surprised him was that these seemingly large gloves fit perfectly on his hands.

A strange feeling came to Zhao Guangli's heart.

His left hand moved casually, pointing to the corpse in the distance.

The next second, a not-so-strong suction force appeared out of thin air and pulled the body two steps towards him.

"The improvement in the success rate is obvious, and... the consumption has also been reduced a lot."

Zhao Guangli looked at the loss of his fighting spirit and energy, and found that they were very little.

With a thought, the books on the distant bookshelf appeared in Zhao Guangli's hands.

"Anyway, it's an unexpected surprise."

Zhao Guangli looked at the gloves in his hands and had no intention of taking them off yet.

He was looking at the corpse on the ground at the moment, the corpse that was still struggling to survive even after death, with a serious expression on its face.

"Senior thief, I hope you can rest in peace."

"I'll take your stuff, and at the very least, I'll help you."

"I can't guarantee anything, but at least... I won't take these gloves for nothing."

Zhao Guangli paused for a moment.

He squatted half on the ground and spoke.

"May you enjoy the fruits of reincarnation forever in the Glorious Temple."

The body on the ground was unresponsive.

This is very obvious. The dead person has no sense, and the body falls silently on the deserted ground.

Zhao Guangli stood up, his face still heavy.

He shook his head and put these contents behind him.

What he has to do now is to save himself and leave this place first.

Zhao Guangli opened the secret door cautiously. He knew very well that Gu Nian's portrait was behind the secret door, and at least it should not be in the view of the portrait.

The air outside is much better, and it is quiet and quiet outside the confessional door.

It's as if nothing exists.

"What should we do?"

Zhao Guangli frowned.

Appearing here out of nowhere is already a very bad thing.

In the depths of [Guen Church], what should we do to protect ourselves?

Zhao Guangli walked to the door and opened a gap slightly.

In front of the passage, the demon that originally existed seemed to have disappeared at this moment, leaving only the terrifying pollution on the ground.

"Gone away?"

Zhao Guangli whispered to himself.

He opened the door, and a strange smell came.

The pollution on the ground is like silt after rain.

Zhao Guangli's boots stepped on the top, feeling an indescribable discomfort.

………………

【Guen Church】.

Third floor, cathedral.

The boy with white hair and squinting eyes sat on the highest cross, looking at the demons filling the church.

From top to bottom, it is a very impactful picture.

Countless humanoid demons are entrenched. Under the cross, in the huge shadow, there seems to be a terrifying creature.

"Tsk, the little guys seem to feel cruel."

Through the psychic energy in front of him, the young man seemed to see something.

In that scene, the professionals who were teleported to various parts of the church began to die.

Obviously, the interior of the church is filled with demons.

Randomly transported to such a place by a wormhole, narrowly escaped death.

This is what should have happened.

"But this is just an appetizer."

"The trainee-level guys are coming soon."

The white-haired boy looked at the shadow of the cross, his legs shaking slightly.

"The demon [Two-Headed Priest] that can be born in such a specific environment is absolutely precious."

"Although I am not out of control, but..."

The white-haired boy with squinting eyes had a delicate smile on his face: "I will help you."

"No matter how you think about it, [Three-Headed Priest]... sounds extremely scary."

The young man stood up, his eyes fell on the demons throughout the cathedral, and he opened his hands, as if embracing these demons.

“It’s such a comfortable atmosphere and a picture that makes people feel physically and mentally happy.”

"Come on, try harder."

"I really want to see this city... being destroyed."