Transcendent Dawn

Within the massive mirror, a black figure was violently smashing its head against the glass.

Upon seeing Su Lu looking towards it, it raised its head, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Its face looked almost identical to Su Lu’s, but the skin and muscles on its face had begun to rot, revealing putrid corpse spots.

“The evil spirit attached to the old mansion… it’s still not dead? Come out to me!”

Su Lu stretched out his right hand and grabbed forward.

Zi-la!

The Spirit Chain transcended emptiness and reality, penetrating the mirror and wrapping around the spirit, pulling it forcibly into the bedroom.

At this moment, for Su Lu, dealing with this second-level evil spirit took no effort at all.

“Inside the mirror, there’s another layer of space?”

After casually crushing the evil spirit, he gazed at the mirror passage, deep in thought.

“Spirit oppression!”

Simultaneously, a potent spirit oppression suddenly spread across the surface of the mirror.

Ka-cha! Ka-cha!

The mirror, as clear as crystal, began to crack. Numerous pitch-black lines spread across its surface, eventually bursting apart to reveal another passage.

Behind this passage was…

Boom!

The exclusive Purifying Bullet spewed from a barrel inscribed with special runes. It transformed into numerous tiny grains of iron, each possessing incomparable strength, and filled with a holy radiance that violently tore an evil spirit to shreds.

“The seventh one!”

Harris, with a cigar in his mouth, slowly retracted his gun barrel and calmly reloaded his ammunition.

His profession was the advanced form of the second-order [Gunfighter] – The [Firearms expert]!

As a physically inclined profession that only developed recently, [Firearms experts] have a strong affinity for firearms. Ordinary firearms in their hands could exert even greater power.

Moreover, they possess some form of mysterious knowledge, enabling them to modify firearms independently and produce bullets with different effects.

Among all third-order occupational people, the firepower of the [Firearms experts] was extraordinarily powerful, ranking among the top.

“Come on, my little babies, let me send you to meet your mother!”

A sinister laugh escaped from Harris, as he pulled a large Purifying Bullet from the ammo belt over his shoulder and stuffed it into the gun chamber: “In order to handle today’s mission, I brought half of all the mysterious ammunition reserves from the bureau!”

Rumble!

He plunged deeper into the mansion. Whenever he encountered a wall or door, he used gunpowder to blast it apart.

Finally, after blasting open three walls, a bedroom appeared before him. Blood was splattered all over the floor, and shattered clothing was scattered everywhere.

“A black trench coat?”

Harris moved forward, picking up a blood-stained piece of clothing with a somber expression on his face: “Damn bastards, I swear, you’ll pay for this!” Just as he gritted his teeth in anger, the furnishings in the room changed once again.

The curtains sprung up rapidly, automatically changing to a warm shade of orange.

The dining table was covered in delicious white bread and fruit juice, a roast turkey right in the middle, and a large three-layer cake.

“This… this is…”

Harris’s pupils constricted as he instinctively glanced towards the direction of the kitchen from his memory.

There stood a gentle figure, a serving dish in its hands.

“No! How dare you! How dare you!”

Harris, the captain of the Eleventh Bureau, quickly recovered after a brief moment of shock. A terrifying barrage immediately rained down upon the figure.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Huge bloody holes appeared on its body. The wall behind was splattered with exploding clots of blood and pieces of viscera.

“Gurgle! Gurgle!”

At that moment, the female corpse that had originally fallen to the ground suddenly split open at the skull. Half of its body transformed into a gigantic, sharp maw filled with fangs, dripping corrosive liquid that reeked of blood and carrion, and charged towards Harris!

“Under the gaze of the Goddess, we fear nothing!”

Bishop Hughes fumbled in the pitch-black space with a pendant in his hand.

He seemed to have arrived in a basement, the surroundings were empty with no walls, a sense of desolate loneliness incessantly impacting his heart.

It was as if he had been exiled into the darkness, able to walk on until the end of time.

Yet, Bishop Hughes had not a shred of fear or dread in his heart, he steadfastly recited the scriptures praising the Goddess of Light, step by step, moving forward.

Suddenly, a milky-white light emerged beneath his feet: “Purify!”

Underneath this light, a disgusting tentacle full of slime was stepped on and snapped in two.

At the moment of breaking the tentacle, it screamed as if it was a living creature.

Moreover, after the severed part of the tentacle retreated into the darkness, the remaining one was still wriggling slightly on the ground.

“God said… all sins should be purified!”

Hughes took a few steps forward and stepped down firmly.

Pop!

The tentacle burst, and a yellowish-green pus splashed on him, corroding his clothes and decaying his flesh.

On the edge of the wound, bubbles emerged one after another, with purple muscles spread around.

It seemed that with his fighting the beast, he would eventually become a monster himself!

How desperate is this fact?

“Even a demon… can’t make my faith yield!”

Hughes brushed off the tentacles sprouting from his face and continued to move forward.

All these abnormalities indicated that he was getting very close to the core of the demonic mansion!

He would not give up this opportunity!

After an unknown amount of time, Hughes, who was slowly moving forward, finally came to the end of the darkness.

It was a wall of flesh with various muscular textures, as well as countless twisted, crying, screaming faces on it.

Just by taking a glance, it seemed to attract all sorts of emotions, enough to drive one mad.

At this moment, there was a huge gap on this wall of flesh, as if it had been hacked by a heavy weapon. The faces around remained motionless and looked horrified as if they were dead.

“Is this… the trace left by the recent battle?”

Hughes arrived in front of the gap, and his face finally showed a trace of shock: “What kind of existence could harm the core of the demonic mansion like this?”

He tried to enter through the gap, but he felt a sudden surge of resistance from the darkness.

“The demon’s mansion… the Angus Gold family, is truly powerful… Even the leftover mansion, despite being heavily struck previously… can still resist me!” Hughes muttered to himself, bit his finger, and dripped the blood on the light pendant.

Buzzing!

The light pendant suddenly shone brightly, dispelling the darkness.

Taking this opportunity, Hughes strode forward and entered the core protected by the wall of flesh through the gap.

Suddenly, he turned into stone, just like a sculpture, completely petrified.

What did he see?

In the core of numerous flesh walls and entwined chunks of flesh, there was a honeycomb-like black stone.

It lay quietly there, as if it embodied ‘the evil of this world’, combined with all sorts of sinful acts, making every clergyperson who saw it generate fear from their hearts, along with a desire to annihilate it.

Pop!

Even the light pendant seemed unable to withstand this power field and shattered abruptly.

“I found… the core of the demon’s mansion!”

At this moment, Hughes was absolutely certain, what was in front of him, was indeed the central hub of the demonic mansion!