Life Copy Game

Inner church hall

The bright light shining through the glass windows shone between the wooden chairs, and several men in casual clothes appeared in the center of the church.

"Is this the pseudo-church of those heretics?"

A skinny man glanced at the 'holy' scene around the church and said, "No matter how similar they are in disguise, they are just heretical believers who have distorted the guidance of eternal light."

"be careful,"

Another man with glasses standing next to him said softly, "Those heretical believers stole the power of eternal light and integrated it into this church. There are things in the church that have the power of gods. Even if Class B comes, May be swallowed."

"fine,"

Another burly man who was also looking around said, "As long as we follow the rules here, nothing will happen."

"really."

The man in glasses nodded, "Everyone, please be careful and act according to the intelligence given by the leader. However, the pseudo-church should have turned on the 'anti-invasion' mode now. Most of the intelligence we know may have expired. Everyone should be careful in the church." Be weird and follow the rules in this church.”

"Okay!" "Yes!" "Okay!"

There were voices of agreement from the crowd.

"Are we going to follow the rules of the false church? Doesn't that mean we acknowledge them?"

Among these voices of agreement, one person suddenly said.

Everyone's expressions darkened.

"cough,"

The man in glasses coughed, "We do not abide by the rules of the false church, but respect the power of eternal light stolen by the false church."

"Yes,"

The burly man also answered, "We just respect the great eternal light."

"Don't scare yourself too much,"

A skinny man walked out of the crowd, looked at the magnificent glazed windows, and sneered, "These heretical believers like to do some weird things."

His hands brushed across the wooden seats, "Maybe we are in some kind of hallucination now."

"You still have to pay attention,"

The burly man glanced at the thin man who had separated from the crowd and said, "Don't go so far. The safety time in this hall is very short."

Before he finished speaking, all the lights in the entire hall suddenly flickered.

His expression immediately changed and he shouted loudly, "Hide quickly!!!"

The icy wind blew through everyone's clothes, and thick mist suddenly poured out from all sides of the church.

The crowd immediately rushed around in a panic.

People who were closer to the back immediately rushed to the chairs in the last row and crowded under the chairs crazily.

The burly man was closest to the cabinet at the front, and he rushed towards the cabinet without hesitation.

The thick fog moved extremely fast, swallowing up a large area almost the instant everyone took action.

The skinny man glanced at the hurried people around him and hesitated briefly. In the very short time he hesitated, the seats under the last row far away from him were almost occupied by other people.

Those people haven't completely squeezed in, but they have almost all taken their seats.

He glanced at the fog approaching quickly, then at the burly man rushing towards the cabinet, and finally followed the burly man, trying to squeeze into the cabinet.

He was extremely fast and approached the cabinet in a very short time, only half a meter away from the cabinet door.

But at this moment, the thick fog caught up with him.

At this moment, it seemed as if there were countless small and sharp invisible teeth biting his skin. A golden light emerged from his body, forming a strong armor. However, in just an instant, the armor was easily torn apart. The fragments turned into scattered brilliance.

Those tiny teeth bit and tore into pieces of his superficial flesh, and blood gushed out from under his skin, turning him into a bright red in a very short period of time.

"Save me...save me..."

He reached out, trying to reach the burly man who had forced his way into the closet.

Click——

The cabinet door was suddenly closed and pulled shut from the inside.

The skinny man stared at all this with wide eyes. His body was like a snowman illuminated by the scorching sun, gradually melting and dissolving in the thick fog, and finally completely disappeared into the fog.

The spreading thick fog blew past the closed cabinet door.

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But at this moment, inside the cabinet, the burly man was curled up, holding the cabinet door tightly, breathing heavily.

The skinny man was not weak in strength. Like him, he was a C-level man, an elite person transferred from another city by the leader. But even so, he was swallowed up by the thick fog in an instant.

Death was so close to him.

"Woo..."

At this moment, a slight cry came from his ears.

He raised his bracelet and shined a faint light on the source of the cry.

There was a little girl in a red dress sitting next to him, covering her face and crying with her back to him. A delicate paper butterfly lay on the end of the girl's hair, like a hairpin fixed in her hair.

The burly man took a deep breath. He came in too quickly and didn't see clearly whether there was such a little girl in the cabinet.

However, the space of this cabinet seemed to be a little larger than it looked from the outside. After he squeezed into the cabinet, he didn't feel crowded. Instead, he had a relatively loose space to move around.

"Is it some kind of weirdness?"

He muttered softly.

This little girl doesn't look strong, she feels very weak and can be bullied, and she doesn't look like a powerful monster.

But for some reason, he felt a little irritated when he heard the cry, so he shouted, "Stop crying."

The little girl seemed frightened, her voice paused and became softer.

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the dark space.

It seems to be just a little monster, no threat.

"Woo..."

After a while, low sobs sounded in the dark space again.

"I told you to stop crying, didn't you hear me?"

That anxious mood resurfaced in his mind again, and the burly man stretched out his hand, grabbed the little girl's neck from behind, and pushed her to the ground.

The gentle cry still echoed in the silent space.

The paper butterflies on the hair tips were like floating duckweeds, falling into the darkness.

"What a piece of junk,"

The burly man flicked the paper butterfly away with a flick of his finger. Then he pulled out a short knife from his waist and said, "I'll kill you."

At this moment, he saw the girl loosen her hands covering her cheeks and turn her head.

With the dim light of the smart bracelet, he could clearly see the girl's 'face'.

It was a cheek without any facial features, as smooth as a mirror.

Then, under the gaze of the burly man, a cross crack opened on the cheek, blooming like petals.

The paper butterflies flying in the darkness returned to the girl's hair, and a faint cry echoed in the silent space.

In the thick fog outside the cabinet, bright red blood with an orange glow flowed out of the cracks in the cabinet like a stream and disappeared into the thick fog.

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Dong... Dong Dong... Dong...

The knocking on the door was rhythmic.

He Ao looked away from the paper that seemed to be a diary and looked at the door.

He held the knight's sword and walked over slowly.

At the same time, he carefully looked at the 'structure' from the desk to the door.

Because there was no wardrobe, the clothes in the entire room were hung on a rusty wire nailed to the corner of the wall.

This wire is not high, so even children of small sizes can easily hang clothes on it.

There weren't many clothes on it, just a few little girls' dresses, and one or two men's clothes that seemed to be the smallest size, similar to work clothes.

Next to these clothes, there is a square 'floor' made up of adults' clothes.

This floor bunk uses clothes as a mattress, with a layer of washed white sheets on top. A large, thin cotton coat is piled next to it, which seems to be a bedding.

On the big cotton-padded coat, He Ao found a plastic medal pinned to his chest with a radiating light painted on it.

He was no stranger to this medal.

Because Iroh was given this ‘plastic medal’ before in school.

These medals seem to be the 'certificates' of Eternal Esoteric Cult believers.

He Ao once again glanced at the house with some dust on the walls. The people living in this house seemed to be followers of the Eternal Secret Cult.

But why does this believer’s ‘house’ appear in the main church?

After crossing the 'floor bunk' spread on the ground, He Ao arrived at the door of the room.

The door to this room is not a smart door lock, but a somewhat shabby simple mechanical door lock.

The handle of the door lock has some rust, it seems that it has been used for many years.

A 'cat's eye' is fixed at the higher position of the door.

The gentle knock on the door was still ringing.

He Ao stood on tiptoes and looked out through the peephole.

Outside the door seemed to be a somewhat cramped corridor, with dim lights shining on the corridor.

Dong... Dong Dong... Dong...

The knocking on the door was still ringing, but no one could be seen outside the door.

He Ao glanced at the door handle and did not open the door directly.

He looked towards the door.

Next to the door, there is a small window about eighty centimeters wide.

It was the only window in the whole room, facing the corridor.

The glass of the window was covered with several layers of colored plastic paper from the inside, as if to prevent people outside the window from peeking.

He reached out and touched the plastic paper on the glass. These plastic papers were completely attached to the glass and could not be torn off.

After a brief thought, he returned to the desk and reached out to open the desk drawer.

These drawers are empty.

Although on the surface, it seemed that he could leave the room just by opening the door.

But after hiding in the cabinet and leaving the hall, he vaguely felt that this 'room' and this 'inner church' might not be that simple.

He may have to keep walking through these rooms to get closer to the core of the main church.

This reminded He Ao of another thing, the maze.

This may be the defense mechanism of the inner church. It does not build any shield or strong fortress, but uses the special rules of the church to build the entire church into a 'maze'.

Only by passing through these spaces connected by special rules and finding the correct route can we reach the deepest part of the maze, the real 'church core'.

And these maze rooms are not safe, and are full of all kinds of 'weirdness'.

The 'invaders' will die in the strange hands of the maze if they are not careful.

And even if the 'intruder' is not killed by the weird, even if the 'intruder' is just locked in the maze, it will be beneficial to the Eternal Secret Cult.

The Eternal Secret Cult should now urgently mobilize some combatants to defend the main church.

Once these combatants gather together, and combined with the special rules of the main church, it may be difficult for He Ao to break through the defense of the Eternal Secret Cult.

So He Ao didn't have much time and had to pass through this 'maze' quickly.

The knocking on the door was still echoing, and countless thoughts flashed through He Ao's mind.

If the little girl in the closet just now didn't lie to him and really pointed him to the 'right path'.

What is the difference between this correct path and other paths?

He Ao lowered his head and looked at the paper with blood written on the table.

He thought for a moment and picked up the paper.

At this moment, he had a thought in his mind and turned to look at the window covered by newspapers.

At that moment, there seemed to be a shadow flashing outside the window.

Is there someone peeking outside the window?

He Ao thought, holding the paper and slowly walking towards the window.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the knocking on the door seemed to have stopped.

Click——

Immediately afterwards, the rusty door handle began to tremble violently, and the entire door shook violently, as if someone outside was trying to open the door.

However, the door was locked and could not be opened from the outside.

He Ao slowly walked behind the door.

At this time, his footsteps seemed to be heard outside the door, and a loud call came, "Alice, open the door. You can't stay at home. It's dangerous at home. Your brother has gone crazy. He is imprisoning you. Hurry up." Open the door, we have to get out of here."

It seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged man.

For some reason, He Ao felt that this man's voice sounded familiar.

He leaned against the door and looked through the peephole again.

Outside the door is still a dark and cramped corridor with nothing.

Then He Ao lowered his head and glanced at the words on the paper in his hand, and his eyes fell on the words 'I haven't gone out, it's safe'.

He took two steps back thoughtfully and stared at the violently shaking door.

The 'voice' outside the door and the 'diary' inside the door gave him two completely opposite 'guidances'.

In theory, he should continue to collect more information to try to reason out the right path, but he now has a simpler and more crude method.

He stared at the trembling door. In his spiritual vision, the entire door was made up of twisted patterns stacked one after another.

The densest place among these stacked patterns is the ‘cat’s eye’.

Without hesitation, He Ao pulled out the knight's sword, covered the sword with his consciousness, and pierced the position of the 'cat's eye' with the sword.

The sharp sword tip penetrated the cat's eye, but it was not like cutting through metal to make a sharp opening, but like piercing a piece of soft flesh.

"ah!!!"

A twisted roar came from the trembling door, and the entire door stopped at this moment. The tiny cat's eye continued to squirm and grow, and a twisted and illusory shadow emerged from it, rushing towards He Ao.

He Ao glanced at the shadow.

A spiritual body, with no twisted light hidden within it, no gift from the gods.

He directly raised his hand and struck the sword, splitting the shadow into two.

The torn shadow shattered and dissipated in the air.

Weapons covered by divine consciousness can hurt spiritual bodies.

But He Ao's attention was not on this shadow, but on the distorted cat's eye.

The moment the shadow came out, he 'saw' a bit of the scene behind the door.

Behind that, there was no corridor, but a silent nothingness.

‘Everything’ he saw through the cat’s eyes existed only in the cat’s eyes.

After the shadow was chopped into pieces, the wriggling cat's eye quickly retracted and turned into a cat's eye again.

All the shaking and knocking on the door stopped abruptly.

He Ao put away the paper in his hand and looked back at the entire room.

He suddenly remembered the last words the red-haired woman said to him, 'hide'.

If the room is safe, then the only place to hide is...

He Ao held the knight's sword, walked to the iron bed, and rolled under the bed.

At this moment, the icy wind blew under the bed, and the surrounding space changed instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the originally open bottom of the bed was covered by the sheets.

It looks like we have entered the next 'room'.

He Ao thought for a while, and at the same time, he felt as if there was another 'person' lying next to him.

He turned to look to his side.

A little girl in a red dress appeared in his field of vision.

The little girl was lying on the ground, turning her head to look to the other side, with the back of her head facing him.

At this time, the little girl seemed to notice someone looking at her, and she slowly turned her head.

What caught He Ao's eyes was a somewhat delicate and cute little face.

She looked at He Ao, who was looking at her suspiciously, and seemed a little surprised. Then she gently raised her hand, put it on her lips, and made a 'shh' gesture.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

There seemed to be some kind of heavy footsteps coming from outside, and they approached the bottom of the bed covered by the sheets.

Hearing this voice, the little girl in the red dress seemed a little scared. She shrank down and listened nervously to the movements around her.

The thin sheets fluttered gently following the movements of the people outside, and there was a crackling sound from outside, as if the guys outside were stirring something restlessly.

Boom···Boom···Boom···

"Where are you... Where are you..."

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a hoarse voice echoed throughout the space.

Hearing this voice, the little girl in the red dress shivered and curled up.

puff--

The people searching outside seemed to be tired of searching, and their upper bodies lay on the bed.

The whole room fell into a brief silence.

Then, the sheet on the ground on the side facing He Ao was suddenly lifted.

"Got you!"

A twisted head with a ferocious smile and blood appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

The humanoid monster looking for them was now standing upside down on the ground, with its head on the ground, staring at him.

Then, pure white sword light flashed past, and with the monster's stunned expression, it instantly cut off the monster's head.

He Ao scratched his head and crawled out from under the bed.

The monster's squirming body tried to stand up again. He Ao raised his hand and struck another sword, briefly using boxing skills to improve his physical fitness and cut off the monster's body.

He originally thought it was another evil spirit or something, but it turned out to be a serious flesh and blood monster. Although its strength was close to the C-level limit, it had only two energy gathering points.

He glanced at the monster corpse on the ground.

Wouldn't this guy feel out of place in a place full of ghosts and ghosts?

He slowly knelt down, lifted the sheets, and looked under the bed.

At this moment, there was no figure of the little girl in the red dress under the bed, only a torn-out diary page lying on the ground.

He Ao reached out and picked up the page of the diary.

I wrote more, it will be later.

Another huge chapter of five thousand words.

I'll try to update in the afternoon tomorrow (I'm sure).