The scene flashed by.
Lady Miao Gu's dark brows twitched, with a hint of surprise between her eyebrows. But she didn't think too much about it.
'Is it the laughter of the infected influencing me, or the hallucination brought by that dagger?' Lady Miao Gu murmured in her heart, thinking she was being affected.
At the same time, the red-robed archbishop in the lead listened to his companion's conversation with the Black Mist, looking doubtful.
"This dagger can carve words into the Three Holy Stones? But the Three Holy Stones can't compare in hardness to Angelic Inscriptions. The Angelic Inscriptions should be harder. This isn't an ordinary Angelic Inscription."
After all, compared to the Three Holy Stones, the lead archbishop was more willing to believe that Archangel Michael's Angelic Inscriptions were stronger.
The Black Mist didn't argue. The other party believed in Heaven, and believing in Heaven's power was only natural.
The Black Mist then gripped the dagger slightly. "I don't know about Angelic Inscriptions, but I can try. How long until we reach the priest's cell?"
"Very soon."
The dungeon archbishop pointed forward at an iron door, on which Angelic Inscriptions were carved, along with a relief of an angel battling a demon.
"That is the entrance to the third level. After entering, it will be the third level. You both need to be careful. Even with the protection of the ancient Bible, the mind and spirit are easily eroded here."
His expression was extremely serious.
The Black Mist and Lady Miao Gu did not dare be careless either. They nodded, gripping their daggers tightly and activating the protective spiritual artifacts they brought.
At this moment, the priest's mad laughter grew clearer as they neared the third level, ringing directly in their ears and echoing in their souls.
Boom~ Rumble~
As the iron door to the third level opened, even the Black Mist's eyes narrowed. The laughter was like a hot gust of wind, rushing directly into their faces.
However, the Black Mist didn't care and looked out at the third level of the dungeon.
Whether it was the first or second level, along the way it had been desolate and quiet due to a lack of inmates, at most, it was eerily silent.
But the third level was clearly different. The Angelic Inscriptions here were covered with a layer of blood film.
Lights flickered. There was no sense of holiness at all, rather, it looked like blood vessels were squirming, hearts were beating. This wasn't a dungeon; it felt like hell, like being inside the flesh of a demonic being from Hell.
Besides that, every passing cell was covered in blood and bones. Calling it a living hell would not be an exaggeration.
The dungeon archbishop pointed to a passing cell nearby.
On the ground was a bloody, mangled skeleton, but inside the cell, a pair of demon-like wings lay clearly on the bed, making it obvious who had once been imprisoned there.
Lady Miao Gu looked at the nameplate outside the cell. It had the name of the prisoner once kept inside.
"Bruch, Eleventh Generation."
She read the name aloud, raising her brow slightly, her surprise undisguised.
"Bruch? Is it the Bruch I know of?"
Lady Miao Gu looked at the dungeon archbishop and hesitated before speaking, "The Bruch family of the Thirteen Clans of Cain's Bloodline, of the Secret Covenant Alliance?"
"Yes."
The dungeon archbishop stared at the demon wings and replied.
"Yes, the prisoner held here was Bruch, Eleventh Generation, a third-generation vampire prince from Cain's Thirteen Clans. But he died yesterday." As he said this, the dungeon archbishop's tone grew extremely solemn.
"To be sent to the third level, all prisoners must have committed extremely heinous crimes, each is savage and ruthless, with strength at least equivalent to an archbishop. In your Great Xia's classification system, that would be the level of a Guardian."
"There were originally eight prisoners held on the third level."
"But after the infected priest was brought here, now only the infected priest remains. The rest are all dead."
He pointed into the cell. "Bruch, Eleventh Generation, at 3 a.m. last night, tore off his own four vampire wings, then laughed and ate himself. The pile of blood, flesh, and bones on the ground, that's him."
"…" Lady Miao Gu fell silent. Her beautiful face was icy cold as she walked past the other cells and said, "The danger level of the infected is far higher than expected. Escorting it back is truly a headache."
As she said this, the Black Mist said nothing.
He didn't understand the Thirteen Clans of Cain, nor how strong they were. His attention was more drawn to the Angelic Inscriptions on the wall. After weighing his thoughts, he chose to use the dagger's tip to touch the red film.
He lifted the red film. It was sticky and had a strong bloody smell.
Seeing this, the Black Mist immediately realized that the so-called red film was clearly coagulated flesh and blood, formed from torn and splattered remains.
It was probably caused by the self-harming, self-exploding, and other mad suicide behaviors of the prisoners here.
With this in mind, the Black Mist reached the cell of the infected priest.
Before him, the infected priest sat on the bed, wearing priest's robes, back facing the group, laughing madly.
With each laugh, not only were everyone's minds affected, even the lights in the cell, which should've been bright, flickered under the influence, making the atmosphere even eerier.
As if sensing their arrival, suddenly, without warning, the infected priest violently turned his head, his body unmoving, but his neck twisting 180 degrees, to look at the people outside the cell.
At that moment, the ancient Bible in the lead archbishop's hand bloomed like fireworks, radiating brilliant light.
The ancient Bible fluttered open without wind, revealing its first chapter. The ancient holy script on it glowed brightly.
At the same time, Lady Miao Gu's spiritual protection artifact, a lamp resembling an oil lantern, when the infected priest made eye contact with them, the lamp's flame swayed violently like a candle in the wind. The oil burned rapidly, and the wick sizzled loudly.
They saw that the infected priest's eyes were pitch black, even the whites were thick with darkness.
Locked in eye contact, even Lady Miao Gu felt her heart tremble, and the laughter in her ears became deafening.
At this moment, the Black Mist used the power of Word Spirit and spoke a sentence, "Don't look into his eyes."
Lady Miao Gu looked away, avoiding direct eye contact with the infected priest.
She frowned and said, "It's not just the laughter, his entire body radiates strangeness. Even eye contact is cursed. No wonder the prince of Cain's Thirteen Clans died here. Without reaching the level of a Grandmaster, there's no way to resist."
The dungeon archbishop responded, "If not for the suppression of this cell, the infected priest would be even more dangerous. I discussed with Lauren and the others, this priest becoming infected like this… it's very likely…"
At this point, his voice paused, then dropped into a heavy tone.
"When the Gate of Heaven opened that day, it wasn't an angel that infected him… it was the mad God."
Now, seeing the infected priest again, the dungeon archbishop's expression grew even more serious. He no longer planned to imprison the priest for even another moment and said to the Black Mist, "Black Mist, it's your turn. What do you plan to do?"
"Just like we discussed earlier. I'll give it a try." The Black Mist said this, and without even looking at the archbishops' reactions, he walked up beside the cell, raised the dagger, and stabbed it into the wall of the cell.
Shhhhh~
The scraping sound echoed in everyone's ears.
The lead red-robed archbishop's pupils shrank, and his heart pounded wildly at that moment.
The wall made of Angelic Inscriptions, in his mind known to be indestructible, now seemed like paper, pierced by the dagger. The Angelic Inscriptions resisted for only a few seconds before being torn apart.
The Angelic Inscriptions, along with the entire wall, were sliced open completely.
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