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Twelve Nights looked at Kazesawa and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't we going in from the back?"
The River of Oblivion appeared in Feng Zejian's hand.
"That's not necessary."
As he spoke, he gave a light wave of his hand.
The entire monastery gate was cut in two.
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Zejian swung his sword a few more times.
The gate was shattered into pieces, as was the mummified black sheep's head that was tied to it.
The ice rapidly spread across the already desiccated remains of the gate, then shattered into ice powder that scattered in the air.
Twelve Nights' mouth was slightly open.
This was the first time she had ever seen Feng Zejian's methods so undisguised.
"Let's go in, Master."
"...Ah, okay."
The two entered the monastery, where, along the way, one writhing corpse after another hung from the large trees.
Some were bound with wire, some were wrapped in rags, and some were pieces of limbs pieced together.
The tree was unusually lush and vibrant, but its leaves were black, its branches were blood red, and its bark was even oozing an unidentified red liquid. The monsters hanging on the tree fell down and broke free from their restraints.
Without saying a word, Feng Zejian started hacking wildly.
The big tree, along with the parts that fell, and those that didn't fall, all turned into pieces.
Twelve Nights looked at Kaze, speechless.
It feels like a max-level pro is carrying a newbie through low-level dungeons.
The monastery echoed with wailing cries.
The fragments of the tree and the monster began to piece together, forming a huge, rotten, foul-smelling cyst of flesh. The flesh began to turn inside out, eventually revealing a giant eye.
It also extends tentacles outwards.
Feng Zejian made his move. To be honest, it wasn't that Feng Zejian wasn't giving him a chance; it was just that the thing in front of him disgusted him.
When it was broken into pieces, Feng Zejian did the same thing, and the frost spread onto the pieces, turning into ice powder, forcibly performing a physical exorcism.
Next, we'll enter the interior of the monastery.
Just then, the monastery door opened by itself.
Feng Zejian then demolished the monastery with two more blows.
The two walked into the church. The seats in the church hall were neatly arranged, and a layer of dust had even settled on them. There were also a few figures sitting in the chairs inside the church.
Feng Zejian stepped forward and saw that those people had all become skeletons, but their bodies were still intact. What they could see was the huge cross and the statue of Jesus.
One can imagine their devotion during their lifetime.
Twelve Nights pulled Kazema along, pointing to the corridor on the left.
"Disciple, that ghost nun has appeared again, over there."
Feng Zejian glanced in that direction and walked to the left without any hesitation.
Twelve Nights had some doubts.
"Shouldn't we go and destroy it?"
"That thing is probably not a simple character, and I can't see it. It shouldn't have a physical form. Just to be safe, let's explore from the left."
Twelve Nights also thought it made sense.
Fengze looked out from the first room on the left side of the monastery on the first floor.
This appears to be a duty room. On the wooden desk hangs a large framed photo on the wall, containing a faded group photo of the monastery members, though it has been scratched in one place.
The damaged area was exactly where the upper body of a person was missing. From the remaining clues, it can be seen that the person who was scraped off was a man.
Chapter 414 Unlocking the Mission Plot
Looking at the desk again, there didn't seem to be much there.
"Master, go and search the cabinets to see if there's anything useful."
Twelve Nights obediently went to rummage through the cabinet, making sure to close the door behind her as she did so.
Feng Zejian sat on the creaking chair, looking at the desk in front of him. All the cabinets were locked.
He also disregarded all martial ethics and resorted to violent force.
The dust filled the air, making me cough.
Feng Zejian fanned away the dust and saw a lonely diary in the drawer.
Feng Zejian knew that he had obtained the item to unlock the storyline quest.
Feng Zejian scratched his head; it was all in foreign languages, and he couldn't understand it very well.
Then, Feng Zejian thought of Shierye. She was an international supermodel, so her English shouldn't be a problem.
"Master, here is a diary. Could you translate it?"
Twelve Nights put down what she was doing, walked over, took the diary, and flipped through it.
"I recognize most of this handwriting style, I'll try my best."
I started translating on the 12th night.
January 3rd, sunny.
"Several orphans have come to the monastery. The children are all lovely, except for one who doesn't talk much."
"I heard that she was seriously injured by her father's domestic violence and was hospitalized. Her mother also ran away with another man because of her father's alcoholism and gambling. What a pitiful child. Why is this lovely angel so unfortunate?"
May 2nd, cloudy.
"Although I didn't see the sun, I was in a good mood. That quiet little boy has started to integrate into this place, and I'm really happy for him to come out."
August 3rd, light rain.
“Those kids are still playing outside in the rain. Seriously, if they catch a cold, I’ll teach them a lesson.”
August 4th, sunny.
"As expected, Victoria fell for it. I wanted to give him a good scolding, but when I saw his angelic face and his aggrieved tone, I couldn't say anything to discipline him. Why am I so useless? Fortunately, Victoria agreed not to do it again."
October 11th, cloudy.
"It might be my imagination, but lately I feel like Victoria has been a bit too clingy. A few times when I woke up, she was standing by my bedside. Although I don't mind her doing that, I think I should stop her from doing this."
November 1st, sunny with occasional clouds.
“These past few days, I’ve been deliberately avoiding Victoria. I can sense that he has a different kind of feeling for me, and as for me….”
November 5th, heavy rain.
“It rained heavily today. All the children were there, but Victoria was missing. I searched the monastery and even the town, but I couldn’t find him. Luckily, he came back by himself, but he got very wet and I guess he’ll catch a cold again.”
On November 6th, the weather was light rain that turned sunny.
"Just as I thought, Victoria caught a cold. Luckily, I had the foresight to give him a bath and put him on the bed in the infirmary. Victoria is so quiet and cute, just like an angel. Many girls have confessed their feelings to him, but he has rejected them all. Why is that?"
December 5th, sunny.
“This is the third time Victoria has come to the infirmary in this period of time. Every time it rains, he disappears and then reappears soaked in the rain. I have a general idea of why he is doing this, but I am not sure. I asked Victoria, but he wouldn’t tell me. He just asked me to promise to go to that place for Christmas. In order to stop him from torturing me, I agreed.”
December 25th, light snow.
"Today is Christmas, and I went to that place as promised. Victoria actually confessed to me. He said he liked me, and that he got caught in the rain to get my care when he caught a cold. He said a lot, a lot of details that even I didn't know. My guess was right, this child really has those feelings for me. I know I should reject him. I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of my identity and beliefs..."
March 15th, sunny.
“We’ve been secretly maintaining this relationship for five years since that Christmas. Although we haven’t been discovered, I’ve had enough of this kind of life. Most importantly, Victoria has a better future and shouldn’t be locked up here. Or rather, it’s me who’s locking him up, it’s our secret relationship.”
On May 20th, the weather was foggy.
"Forgive me, Victoria, forgive me for ending our relationship in this way."
August 1st, sunny.
“I received a letter from Victoria, which made me really happy, but it’s a pity I can’t reply to him. But I will always cherish Victoria’s letters.”
February 9th, cloudy.
"The weather isn't great today, but there's something good to hear: Victory's back. He brought a woman with him, I heard she's his girlfriend. She's really beautiful, unlike me. I'm old, wrinkled, and my figure's all ruined, all saggy. But that woman seems really averse to the convent. Did something bad happen there? And she looks a bit unsettling. Is it because I love Victory too? When did I become so selfish? I should really repent before the Lord."
February 13th, sunny.
“I never expected that Victoria’s girlfriend would take the initiative to ask me out. I thought she had found out about my relationship with Victoria, but it turns out she just wanted to get to know Victoria through me. I told her that she didn’t need to come to a place like this, and that she could just come to the convent to find me. When I said that, she hesitated a bit, probably because she was embarrassed. After all, she is a young girl, and it’s normal for her to be a little reserved.”
February 16th, cloudy.
"This is the third day of our nightmares. It seems like the nightmares started ever since we met that woman. To be precise, it wasn't a nightmare, but the scene of Victoria and that woman getting married. Is that scene a nightmare for us? Is it because we still can't let go? Does love only mean possession?"
February 17th, light rain.
“I’m completely sleepless now, and my mental state is really bad. When Victoria heard about me, she contacted me for the first time. She accidentally saw the letters I had treasured. At that moment, we couldn’t hide our emotions anymore. After many years, we did that kind of thing again. Afterwards, Victoria told herself that the woman was just someone she met on the street, a friend, not a girlfriend.”
"It seems like she never said she was my girlfriend, but why do I feel so special about her?"
Chapter 415 Angel or Demon
The diary ends here; there is no further information.
Twelve Nights and Fengze looked at each other.
"Sister, Victoria, the woman who was with you, what happened next? The story ends here."
There were no further clues in this room after that.
Just then, the diary in Twelve Nights' hand began to burn, and the entire room began to burn as well.
A burning nun appeared before Twelve Nights.
Twelve Nights took a step back in terror, and the burning nun pounced on her.
Twelve Nights instinctively closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the surroundings began to change once more.
I lost control of myself once again.
The scene shifts to a beautiful young man hanging from a tree, surrounded by people. Below him are the residents of the twilight town, who are angrily criticizing the young man.
The leader was a stubble-covered, filthy drunkard who reeked of alcohol and was holding a beer bottle.
The drunkard picked up a bottle and smashed it at the young man.
"You devil who seduced the nun! It's all because of you, you devil, that you bewitched my wife and made her leave me, that you led me astray, that you put me in prison, and now you've even led a holy nun astray."
A middle-aged nun in a nun's habit, who looked rather attractive, squeezed out from the crowd.
They blocked the young man's way.
"That's not the case. It's my problem, it has nothing to do with Victoria."
The nun was dragged away.
“Sister, this has nothing to do with you. He is a demon from hell.”
Someone nearby said, "The nun has been bewitched by the devil; no matter what you say to her, she won't listen."
The nun was forcibly dragged away by the group. Looking at the battered young man hanging from the tree, she was in immense pain. Her mouth was even gagged, so she couldn't even cry.
The scene freezes, and a seductive voice rings out.
"What do you see in this scene?"
Twelve Nights turned his head and saw a beautiful woman appear beside him at some point.
The woman was dressed provocatively, wearing everything, yet it seemed as if she wasn't wearing anything at all.
Its most distinctive features are its pair of black goat horns and the devil wings at its waist.
Those eyes, black on the outside and yellow on the inside, held a playful look.