Please listen to the voice of black magic

Chapter 21 Talking

"...If I don't go, what will you do?"

Roderick couldn't tell which choice was the right one now. Everything happened so suddenly and so unprepared that he had no idea what was going on.

"That nun... guns are not effective at all. Your magic can affect that thing, but I am not a magician... it is too dangerous to go in hastily."

"Really? That's right, then I'll leave first."

Annan nodded in agreement, then waved to Roderick beside him, and then stepped forward.

"Hey you……"

Roderick didn't expect that this young man would be so bold, and he just did what he said, and really walked towards the weird church step by step.

...Doesn't this guy know how to write the word "death"?

Roderick sighed deeply in his heart, gritted his teeth, then held the pistol tightly and followed Annan to the church not far away.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to wait outside?"

Annan turned to look at the young man beside him and blinked with a confused expression.

"…………"

Roderick was completely speechless.

"Instead of acting alone, why not go on an adventure together... Just die, I will go with you!"

The two soon arrived at the closed church.

Annan stopped in front of the closed door of the church and quietly opened the perspective of death.

As expected, even after entering the other world, the appearance of the chapel he saw through death vision was still exactly the same as what he saw in reality.

That is to say, the entire church was completely wrapped in the flowing breath of death, and it was completely unclear what was going on.

Annan turns off the black magic.

Since this church smells of death inside and out, it doesn't make any difference whether or not it is used. It's all the same.

"I'll open the door, Annan, prepare your magic."

Roderick took a deep breath and stepped forward bravely.

He knew that the only one who could deal with the nun was the young magician beside him. This temporary companion must not have any accidents, otherwise they would never be able to turn around.

Roderick held the gun in his right hand and tried hard with his left hand to push open the door of the church in front of him.

"I can't push it...I can't pull it either. This door..."

Rodrick tried his best to open the door, but no matter how hard he pushed or pulled, he couldn't do it. His strength was much greater than that of ordinary people, but he still couldn't do anything about the seemingly dilapidated door in front of him.

"This church has the same problem as that nun. I'm afraid the door can't be opened with ordinary methods. Do you want to try the window above?"

"No, let me try it first."

Annan strode forward, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and then, the door that Roderick couldn't open no matter how hard he tried just now, opened silently from left to right.

"…………"

Roderick was speechless.

However, he raised his gun keenly in the next second and carefully observed the situation in the small church.

The shadowy church was empty and silent.

"Is the nun hiding?"

Roderick did not step into the church rashly, but while he was still thinking about what to do next, he was pulled in by the young man beside him.

"I said you...what!?"

Roderick's mouth and eyes widened in shock.

He suspected that he might be hypnotized, that the scene in front of him might be an hallucination, or that there might be something wrong with his eyes.

"Is this...we're back?!"

Roderick looked at the sunlight falling by the window in disbelief.

The dark night with the red moon disappeared, and there was normal daytime outside the windows of the dilapidated church. There was no eerie atmosphere in the church.

Rather, the church is filled with the laughter of children and full of human atmosphere.

The originally empty church now had five or six young children playing in the church.

"who are you?"

The boy, who was probably only five or six years old and wearing washed-white clothes, looked curiously at the two people standing at the door of the church.

"Are you a guest? How did you get in?"

"Let's... come in..."

Sensing a hint of a problem, Rodrick turned his head sharply, and what he saw was the closed church door behind him.

"...What the hell is going on!"

Roderick couldn't help but curse. When he noticed the curious eyes of the children, he was in a hurry to hide the firearm in his hand.

However, the temporary companion beside him stopped his movements.

"Hold the gun!"

Annan took several deep breaths as if to muster up courage.

Then he pointed the revolver in his hand at the little boy who had just spoken to them.

"I'm very sorry……"

boom!

Loud gunfire echoed in the small church.

Plop.

The little boy with a bullet in his eyebrow slowly fell back with empty eyes.

"What are you doing!? Are you crazy!?"

Roderick saw the little boy fall down after being shot. He forgot to breathe and his heart slowed down several beats.

He panicked and grabbed the restless hand of Annan who was still trying to shoot the other children.

"What is this sound!? What happened!?"

At this time, the panicked voice of a more mature boy came from the passage behind the church.

After the sound of rapid footsteps, a panting boy of about ten years old ran out.

"You...eh?"

The boy was stunned when he saw the sight in front of him.

However, he quickly reacted and hurriedly ran to the little boy who was shot and fell to the ground to check on the child's condition.

"...dead, dead..."

The boy's eyes were dull and his whole body became weak. He raised his head blankly and looked at the two uninvited guests holding pistols at the door of the church.

"Yes, it's you...the customer who bought the cross before..."

This helpless boy was the same boy who had previously set up a street stall to buy crosses.

"You...what are you..."

"Let me tell you first, I didn't kill anyone."

Annan suddenly exerted force and broke free from Roderick's hand that was holding him.

"What I did can only be regarded as a crime of body damage at best."

"What are you talking about...wait! What did you see!?"

Roderick's heart skipped a beat as he realized the problem.

If the temporary companion beside him was not crazy, then things might be worse than imagined.

Roderick has not forgotten where they are now.

This is the church where the tentacle nun escaped!

"What do I see?"