If all the zombies tonight were forged into bricks to replace the remaining ordinary bricks on the Great Cathedral, then even if the miracles of the Soul Light Cathedral were fake, they would beco real by then.
Wu Chang was quite familiar with the interior layout of the Soul Light Cathedral, leading everyone past patrolling guards and successfully arriving in front of the lift.
He was about to go to the second basent level to first collect the Erosion Core in the secret chamber, but as he stood on the lift, he suddenly felt a surge of Thunder Spiritual Power from below.
His inspiration was telling him that he was yearning for that Thunder Spiritual Power; more accurately, it was the Thunder Skill Fragnt within him that was yearning.
Last ti he ca to the Soul Light Cathedral, he didn’t have this feeling.
Has the Peace Church brought in new stock again?
The breakthrough of inspiration past a hundred not only allowed Wu Chang to see the barrier of the Desolate Realm and the presences watching from the Desolate Realm, but also brought him many benefits.
The previously vague flashes of Spiritual Light beca directional, which was one of the benefits.
Seeing the posture of Fire Master, the ritual to invoke the miracle would still last so ti, so he chose to trust his inspiration and went underground first.
The fourth basent of the Soul Light Cathedral was guarded by two monsters with deford bodies, their bodies covered in tumor-like mass muscles and limbs full of cuts and sutures.
From their flattened, few-hole faces, one could tell they were once human.
The two deford guards were not weak, having the strength of the roaming monsters from the Royal Tomb.
If he had explored this place earlier, Wu Chang’s main body would have only been able to take them down slowly with poison without triggering the alarm.
But now, everything was much easier.
The True Self, who activated Social Phobia and advanced stealth, crushed the two monsters with a bit of force in each hand.
This is the charm of numbers.
The higher the Strength Attribute of the True Self, the smaller the Strength Attribute absorbed from devouring and absorbing, and when his strength exceeded 200, the decrease was particularly significant.
The vitality from the two monsters only brought 15 points of Strength Attribute.
Wu Chang found a key from the two piles of at slurry and opened the thick stone door.
As soon as the stone door opened, a strong sll of blood and rotting flesh assaulted his senses, and careful listening revealed the miserable wails from behind the stone door.
Wu Chang sniffed a bit, and the sll of the fourth basent of the Soul Light Church reminded him of the small dungeon in the grocery store of the Peaceful Town.
It was obvious that what lay behind the stone door was not pleasant.
Not wanting those things to dirty Erin’s eyes, he positioned Erin outside to keep watch, instructing her not to follow inside.
He and Han’er walked into the fourth basent, and it indeed was a massive dungeon, but compared to the small dungeon of the shopkeeper Matty, this was much more professional.
Ever since entering the dungeon, the screams never ceased for an instant. The prisoners in the cells, even if not tortured, bore scars enough to imrse them in suffering.
In the center of the dungeon was a small tree branch composed of flesh, which Wu Chang imdiately recognized as a juvenile Tree of Miracles.
The branch swayed and moved in the midst of wailing and pleas, slowly growing.
Pain and despair have always been the best soil for the birth of desires. The Soul Light Sect imprisoned these people in the dungeon, subjecting them to endless torture, not just for simple interrogation but also to nurture the Tree of Miracles.
Once the branch was robust enough, it would be transplanted back onto the main body.
Through the cracks of the torture chamber, one could see that the further inside, the torture tools beca more brutal, more exaggerated, and with the blessing of alchemy and mysticism, it was even possible to peel a prisoner’s brain and connect their nerves to different bodies experiencing multiple penalties simultaneously.
Even the well-inford Han’er vomited three tis along the way.
The Thunder Spiritual Power attracting him ca from the deepest torture chamber.
Recalling the scenes in the previous cells, Wu Chang couldn’t help but feel anxious for the prisoners inside.
Approaching the torture chamber, they happened to encounter the executioners switching shifts, several clad in Black Robes, carrying an exaggerated Alchemy Device into the chamber.
"How’s it going? Has he confessed?" The questioner was very concerned, fearing the other couldn’t hold on and confessed.
One executioner about to switch shifts wiped the blood from his hands and said happily: "No, he still insists he didn’t steal the holy fire. It’s been a long ti since I’ve encountered such a tough bone."
The questioner said eagerly: "Hee hee hee, he’s my type, hurry up and hand over; it’s my turn now!"
Knock, knock.
There was a knock at the torture chamber door, and they turned to find a stranger standing at the open door.
One executioner asked: "Who are you?"
Wu Chang touched his chin and said, "I’m here for a jailbreak."
As soon as he said that, the two executioners disappeared into thin air, pulled into the Golden Country.
Five minutes later, Wu Chang appeared in the torture chamber with their bodies, glancing inside with an extrely peculiar expression.
The two executioners told him the pope had caught the thief who stole the holy fire, ordering them to torture him severely to extract its whereabouts.
The thief was very tough, spending more than an hour under torture, experiencing almost every high-difficulty Item, yet still clamped his mouth shut.
Wu Chang clicked his tongue, pushing open the cell door, hearing faint sounds from inside as soone ca in.
"Kill ; I really don’t know anything, quick, kill ."
Wu Chang carefully observed for a long ti before recognizing the being inside.
Isn’t this Lei Hu? How co in just a few days his condition has beco so wretched?
Lei Hu at this mont looked as if he’d been repeatedly tornted by an enhanced version of the basic four, devoid of any PvP player sharpness, with a dull and foolish gaze, miserably ghastly.
"Eh, isn’t this Lei Hu?"
Upon hearing Wu Chang’s voice, Lei Hu trembled violently, like grabbing hold of a life-saving straw, opened his sightless eyes wide, anxiously scanning around, and shouted:
"Who are you? Are you a player too? Get out of here!"
Wu Chang cleared his throat and said: "Of course, I can save you, but as for the reward..."
"Fine! Whatever you want, I will give it! Just get out of here, and I’ll do whatever you want!" Lei Hu said.
Wu Chang said: "My request is simple; I just need you to give one thing and answer a question for ."
Lei Hu: "Feel free to ask!"
"I’m very interested in the Thunder Spiritual Power in you; besides Reincarnation as a Thunder Warrior, you should have a matching Cultivation Technique, correct?"
Lei Hu was silent for a mont, surprised at how well the other party knew him. Lei Hu’s desire to live forced him to calm down and said:
"I have a Cultivation Technique, but I’ve already learned it. If you save , I can sign an agreent with you and copy it for you back at the Crimson Courtyard using an Item."
Wu Chang straightforwardly said: "Then forget it."
"No, I’ll give it to you right now!"
Lei Hu hadn’t expected the other party to give no room for negotiation, and thinking of his fate when the executioners returned, he imdiately surrendered and retrieved a book from his personal space, placing it before Wu Chang.
Wu Chang picked up the Cultivation Technique, saw the system prompt, confird it was correct, and continued to question:
"If you had cooperated like this earlier, it would have saved a lot of trouble."
Compared to Wu Chang’s unhurried manner, Lei Hu was nearly frantic, urging: "What’s your question, ask quickly! They’ll be back soon!"
"There’s only one chance; make it count. Tell , who hired you to destabilize the dungeon?"
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