shock!I became the full-level savior of the infinite game

Chapter 129 The Bride of the Blood Race (11)

What does this mean?
A trace of bewilderment flashed across Qingluan's face.

Long Yinhuxiao blurted out: "Who was the previous owner of the manor?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded in the ears of Qingluan and the other two.

The chef and servants have not been replaced, which means that this manor has not changed its owner in the past 30 years...

Si Wuqing frowned lightly: "Liverde's parents?"

Mu Xue and Shen Jian were noncommittal, "There is one more thing that makes me a little confused."

"The ceremony Qingluan mentioned is held once a month, and there has been no interruption for decades."

"It's just that the servants called those girls not brides, but 'God Envoys'."

"God envoy..." Si ruthlessly murmured these two words.

"its not right."

Qingluan's eyes widened, and even her voice trembled, "If the ceremony is held every month... what about the other girls who were selected?"

In an instant, the room fell into dead silence.

Mu Xue and Shen Jian's tone was still steady, but when she savored carefully, she could hear a trace of solemnity from the calm like stagnant water.

"Sacrifice," he said, "Blood Moon Ritual."

"They are all sacrifices..."

Si Wuqing suddenly understood, "No wonder, there is no spirituality left around here..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Xue and Shen Jian turned to look out the window.

Si Wuqing was a second late, and stood up abruptly while looking up.

"What's wrong?" Qingluan asked confusedly and nervously.

"In the manor, there seems to be a spirit body." Si Wuqing said with a serious expression, "There are a lot of them, and they are all very powerful... It doesn't seem to be formed naturally, but it seems..."

"Someone deliberately summoned it." Mu Xue and Shen Jian helped her complete the last half of the sentence.

"Who is it?" Long Yin Hu Xiao restrained the urge to immediately take out the weapon.

"You have to see it..."

Before Si Wuqing could finish her words, Mu Xue and Shen Jian opened the window door very aggressively, stepped on the window sill, and jumped down.

"Hello!" Qingluan was startled, "This is the second floor!"

"For players above level five, this height is not a problem." Long Yinhuxiao followed confidently.

"But..." Qingluan hesitated to speak.

Her major talent is not fighting, and she has a natural resistance to similar "extreme sports".

"Afraid?" Si Wuqing took out a magic book, walked to the window, and extended a helping hand to his companion, "Give me your hand, and I will take you down."

Qingluan hesitated for a moment, then took Si Wuqing's right hand.

The magic book in the latter's hand automatically freezes on a certain page with patterns engraved on it without wind.

Immediately, a crimson light lit up, and Qingluan suddenly felt an inexplicable force supporting her body, giving her the ability to "levitate" for a short time.

Before she had time to be surprised, that force took her out of the window and caught up with the two teammates in a flying posture.

The place where they stayed just now was the servant's room, and they had to pass through a well-manicured flower garden to reach the "Red Moon Villa" which was far away.

Although it is December, the green plants in the flower garden are still green and exude vigorous and vivid vitality.

Si Wuqing called to the two companions, flipping through the magic book in his hand at the same time, "I let a special ghost live in your body, so that you can see the spirit body."

"Really?"

Qingluan, who has already experienced flying, has no doubts about Si Wuqing's ability, but her eyes are bright, looking forward to it.

"It's just a very low-level skill." Si Wuqing didn't explain much, "Remember not to resist."

Just as Qingluan was about to nod her head, she felt a cold aura penetrate into her body from her ankles, and swam all over her body at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, she suddenly saw the thin "clouds" that permeated the surroundings, heard murmurs from not far away, and felt that there seemed to be something hiding in the dark around... watching them.

"That's it, a ghost?"

Long Yinhu Xiao shrank his shoulders, his voice trembling and authentic.

Following his line of sight, the players saw dozens of phantoms gathered in the distant flower garden.

Dressed in gorgeous dresses and exquisite jewelry, they walked and talked among the flowers and plants, as if they were attending a grand dinner party.

Watching this scene, the four players guessed their identities sooner or later.

——The "God Envoy" who has been selected in the past few decades.

They really all died...

Because of an inexplicable ritual, he died inexplicably...

For some reason, Qingluan suddenly felt a little sad.

"Over there, why are there two lonely ghosts?" The voice of dragons and tigers interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Qingluan and the others looked over one after another, only to see two phantoms standing opposite each other far away from the girls.

One of them was wearing a court-style long skirt, and the other was wearing a tuxedo formal suit. After a short "talk", they knelt down at the same time, clasped their hands, and assumed a prayer posture.

"Go and have a look!" Si Wuqing said in a deep voice.

The four players stepped forward warily, and as they approached, two overlapping whispers were sent into their ears by Night Breeze.

"...the great emissary of the moon..."

"The nobles betrayed their faith, colluded with heretics, and tried to..."

"I have found out the whereabouts of the heathen, and the priests of the church are for her..."

"She seems to be yearning for your power..."

"Levider's mood is getting more and more unstable...it is recommended to..."

Those two phantoms repeated these few words repeatedly. Although they were not coherent, the huge amount of information contained in them was enough to make the players dumbfounded.

The "Messenger of the Moon" and the others knew that everyone in the Red Moon Manor was his believer, and judging from the inadvertent performance of the male servants and female servants, each of them seemed to be very devout.

and so……

"Pagan?" Long Yinhu Xiao's face was full of astonishment, "Who is it?"

No one answered his question.

Because, the moment he spoke, the two ghosts who closed their eyes and prayed suddenly turned their heads and stared at them.

The players were taken aback by the sudden movements of the two ghosts.

Before they could figure out whether to fight or chat, the two phantoms suddenly got up and rushed towards them!

boom!
The silenced gunfire rang out.

The red sparks flickered, and the high-speed bullet penetrated the ghost's body without hindrance, as if it had penetrated the air.

Bullets are useless!
Ordinary weapons are useless!
Qingluan who fired the gun widened her eyes in surprise.

Si Wuqing quickly opened the magic book, and several illusory figures suddenly jumped out of it, trying to hold back the "footsteps" of the two ghosts.

However, before they approached, they let out a mournful cry, and were melted into curling green smoke by an invisible force.

Si Wuqing's expression suddenly became serious.

"What should I do? They look so strong!" Qingluan shouted anxiously.

She majored in inspiration and was good at using all kinds of hot weapons. She really didn't have a good way to deal with ghosts.

(End of this chapter)