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After doing this, Chen Ye's figure gradually disappeared.

An Le straightened her black robe and turned to look at the church door.

Sai Lei stood beside him, her cool and pretty face was solemn.

An Le was amazed, just looking at Sai Lei's appearance, it was hard to imagine that her needs in that area were so strong that she was frequently bumped into by herself.

"Father Ann."

Seeming to be aware that An Le's gaze was a bit impolite, Sai Lei spoke coldly.

"If you encounter an unexpected situation later, please try to get closer to me."

"Just like last time."

An Le was stunned, thinking of Yannv last time.

In a blink of an eye, I haven't seen her for eight days. I don't know why, but I still miss her a little!

Yes, today is the day to open the door to welcome believers again.

With the previous two experiences, An Le got used to doing this kind of thing a little bit.

‘Obviously I’m just an ordinary person.’

It can only be said to be "forced by life".

Judging by Yannv who visited unexpectedly last time, every time a ceremony is held, not only ordinary believers enter the church, but some special characters may also appear.

This is very similar to the mechanism of some card-drawing mobile games. In addition to the garbage characters used as materials, there are also rare and ultra-rare characters.

The difference between the two is.

The special people greeted in the church may not have good intentions for An Le.

Take Yannv last time as an example, if An Le hadn't been quick-witted and proficient in PUA, she might have been burned to ashes by her.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Seri said seriously.

Anle: "."

I always feel that my dignity as a man has been underestimated.

But An Le is still very rare. The enemies he encounters in this church are likely to be extremely terrifying, and he really has to rely on Sai Lei to protect himself.

"Squeak—"

Accompanied by the familiar, tooth-piercing sound of the door opening.

The heavy iron door of the church was slowly opened.

Only this time, An Le did not wait for his followers.

The moment the door opened, an invisible, heavy, and oppressive atmosphere poured into the church from the world outside the door.

An Le narrowed his eyes and looked outside the church.

Perhaps because he has obtained many gifts and his inspiration has become more acute, the world outside the door is no longer a complete chaos for him.

And can see some colors and shapes from that chaos.

That fuzzy thing, like

Fog?

Very thick fog.

But it seems completely different from the white mist Anle summoned in reality by Eric.

The white mist in reality is harmless and safe to him.

But the fog outside the church, just looking at it from such a long distance, his body felt icy cold, his consciousness was in a trance, and many hallucinations came one after another, trying to keep his soul in that endless fog forever.

Calling them the same thing is like pointing to a cell of a person and saying it belongs to that person.

"It turned out to be her."

Sai Lei's words faintly came from An Le's ear, and there was a bit of tremor in that voice.

"Father An, don't look, don't listen, don't think about it."

An Le didn't have time to think so much, a great sense of crisis had come to his heart.

He just collected his mind, closed his eyes, and stopped paying attention to anything outside his body.

"call--"

It seems that there is the sound of wind blowing, and the touch of air flowing through the body surface.

There are Ruowu's footsteps, Xisuo's crawling sound, and seductive whispers. There are countless weird sounds, each of which is real, and each of which is illusory.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

The clearly audible heartbeat echoed in his chest.

No matter how much An Le didn't want to hear it, these voices drilled into his mind excitedly and actively.

It makes him unconsciously associate.

'It's approaching? '

'What does it want to do? And why did you come here? '

But at the same time these thoughts arose, another indescribable substance quietly seeped into his soul.

Like pitch black ink, it dyes the soul into a pure black color.

Once that kind of change really happens, An Le may no longer be the original him.

It was as if a hand was stroking the top of his head.

Even with his eyes closed, An Le could still see his deformed body in the darkness in front of him—grain buds spreading wildly, with countless eyeballs and mouths growing all over his body. From the vocal cords in the void, he made a voice that did not belong to him, a brand new The monster was about to tear his shell and break out.

An Le's strong desire to survive played a role, and he fell into an "empty" state unconsciously.

No emotions, no thoughts.

Some are just mechanical and cold rationality.

Once entering this state, all the abnormalities just now are rapidly moving away from An Le, as if they had never appeared before.

In the void, there was a soft "Huh?"

It is expressing the doubts of the voice owner.

Afterwards, the death crisis that shrouded An Le's heart like a shadow faded away like a tide.

The sour "squeak" sounded again.

The door is closing.

An Le suddenly had a thought - should I open my eyes to see it?

This is not a rash impulse, but a rational judgment.

The other party is about to leave, and the danger is reduced.

Opening your eyes to see it will allow Anle to see a more real side of the world, and there is a high probability that you will gain dirty sanity.

In normal times, there is a high probability that An Le would not make such a gamble.

But in the "empty" state, rationality drives him to obtain the highest return at the smallest cost.

The more important point is - the current Anle will not be afraid of failure.

As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are sought in insurance!

So An Le opened his eyes and raised his head.

In the church he is familiar with, a completely unfamiliar color is randomly painted in every corner.

It does not belong to any color recognized by An Le, or it is not a color at all, but just the visual nerve endings are polluted, and the wrong picture is transmitted to the brain.

Just touching these "colors" with the line of sight, a dull pain like being hit hard came up.

[Filthy sanity +3! 】

[Filthy sanity +2! 】

[Filthy sanity +4! 】

【.】

Confused reminders flashed in front of An Le's eyes, warning him.

Ke Anle ignored it and continued to look at the door of the church.

In the next second, Anle stopped thinking.

He can be sure that he has seen something, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't find words that can be used to describe and describe the other party from his scarce vocabulary.

Even in retrospect, there is only a blurry, unreal mosaic left in the memory.

This is like the prayers recited in peace, they are not in the state of "▇▇▇▇▇▇", but because of the body's self-protection mechanism, the brain is refusing to understand, think, and remember their true faces.

If I had to find a word to describe this kind of thing, it would be——

The indescribable.

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