Chapter 79 I gave you a chance, but you failed!

"No problem. It looks like it's just a small base for a few people. The two of us are enough. You can come by yourself."

Lu Xuan saw the huge factory not far away and lied calmly. After all, he didn't want to appear in the sight of the trial meeting so early.

He told Tang Yue the location, hung up the phone, looked at the place in front of him where the sound came from, and walked over.

Now that he has found a place, he is not in a hurry.

Yu Ang was at the factory gate, shouting hysterically: "Open the door! I am from the Black Church, open the door quickly!"

Crack!

The iron gate slowly opened a crack, and a sturdy man poked his head out. He was shocked when he saw Yu Ang's exposed muscle tissue on his face.

"Who the hell are you? You come out in the middle of the night to scare people. Even in the Black Church, there is no one as shabby as you. Get lost!"

After saying that, the sturdy man slammed the iron gate shut, leaving Yu Ang, who looked panicked, outside the gate.

Lu Xuan suddenly appeared beside Yu Ang, looking at the tightly closed factory door. "It seems that the relationship between you and the Black Church is not very friendly. You are just disfigured, so they don't recognize you."

These words fell into Yu Ang's ears, like the whisper of a devil, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably. He mechanically turned his head to look at the person next to him, his pupils contracted violently, and he subconsciously wanted to escape.

Lu Xuan reached out and grabbed Yu Ang's hair, his eyes calm as he said, "Now that you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave. I'll take you in and talk you through it. They're all members of the Black Church, how can we turn them away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan took out the magic sword Thousand Blades, and the fragments were rearranged in mid-air. He slashed down lightly, and the lock inside the iron door was broken.

He pushed open the iron gate and dragged Yu Ang into the factory.

Yu Ang's scalp was tense, and the wounds on his face that had originally healed opened again, causing him excruciating pain. He grasped Lu Xuan's wrist tightly, trying to relieve the pain a little.

After Lu Xuan entered the room, he was greeted by the smell of meat mixed with the unique stench of the black beast, which was so intoxicating.

He looked inside and saw a large amount of minced meat piled up in the factory. There were some black beasts crawling there eating, and there were a few people in gray clothes chatting and laughing nearby.

When Yu Ang saw these people, he seemed to have seen a savior and shouted frantically, "There are people from the Inquisition, kill him quickly."

Although he didn't know who the man in black armor was, he didn't care about that for the sake of his life. Only in this way could he immediately alert them and mobilize all the people of the Black Church in this place to deal with this man together, and only then could he be saved.

Lu Xuan ignored the other party's call for help. He was too lazy to go around the factory looking for the people from the Black Vatican one by one. It would be better to let the other party come out on their own initiative.

The sturdy man who had just opened the door heard the cry for help at the door and was about to turn around to check.

At this moment, he only heard a sound of breaking air, and his head floated in the air, looking at the column of blood rising into the sky from the neck of his body below.

Snapped!
Then his head fell heavily to the ground, with a look of horror on his face, his eyes staring at the black figure with a shining red face that appeared at the door.

The men in gray in the distance heard the words "Trial Council" and saw Lu Xuan at the door. Before they could take action, they saw the head flying into the sky.

Their faces changed, and they quickly controlled the black beasts around them to attack Lu Xuan at the door, quickly controlled Xingzi, and quickly shouted to call other people from the Black Church to come out. Lu Xuan looked indifferently at the people who kept appearing from all over, and the black beasts rushing in front of him, and the magic knife Qianren in his hand emerged with purple-black flames, attached to the blade.

The temperature of the surrounding area began to rise continuously. Even the people of the Black Church in the distance felt the waves of fire in the air rushing towards them. They looked at the purple-black flame on the opponent's blade with fear on their faces.

When Lu Xuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but reveal a bloodthirsty smile, and the thousands of fragments of the magic knife in his hand turned into a forty-meter-long sword.

He waved his hand forward casually, and as he moved, the purple flame spread rapidly in an instant, and all the black beasts in the area in front of him turned into ashes in an instant.

In an instant, the area in front covered by flames turned into a scorched earth, and there was no trace left.

However, when the purple-black flame was about to touch the people of the Black Church, it suddenly dissipated and all the fragments flew out.

Lu Xuan didn't want the strange fire to burn the Black Church to ashes, as these people were very valuable.

Under his control, each of the thousands of fragments was precisely guided towards the Black Church at lightning speed, and the fragments made endless shrieking sounds as they passed through the air.

All the people fell down in groups like wheat being cut, and the blood brought by the fragments flew in the air and then slowly fell down.

The blood painted the ground red, and there were fallen bodies everywhere. The smell of blood was overwhelming the original stench, and the entire factory looked like a slaughterhouse.

Yuang looked at everything in front of him, his heart was filled with despair and his spirit collapsed. He didn't expect that with so many people connected, the other party didn't even move a step and harvested all the lives.

Soon, the sound in the factory stopped abruptly, and Lu Xuan looked at the corpses of the Black Church in front of him.

He swung the hilt and all the fragments flew back through the air, forming the blade again in his hand.

He walked up to Yu Ang, whose eyes were dull, and looked down at him. "I gave you a chance, but you are useless! How could you find some rubbish to deal with me? You don't even have a blue shirt. You wasted so much time in vain."

He was a little disappointed. He thought there would be big fish like the Blue-Clothed Deacon in this place, but he didn't expect there were only small shrimps.

Hearing this, Yu Ang's eyes, which had lost their brightness, suddenly showed a glimmer of hope for survival. He said quickly, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "I know the information of the blue-robed deacon. As long as you are willing to spare my life, I will tell you everything."

Lu Xuan ignored it and looked towards the pool in front of him which was emitting black and red liquid with a pungent smell.

The cursed blood pool where the Black Church refines the black beast?
It looks like it’s on a large scale; only a master of the curse system could build this thing.

The Cursed Blood Pool could be considered the production base of the Black Church. Logically, there were experts in charge of this place.

However, judging from the killing he just did, the other party is not in the factory now, otherwise he would definitely show up. He felt a little regretful that he came at the wrong time and did not meet him.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yu Ang who kept begging for mercy, dragging him towards the pond, and even dared to put forward conditions to him. It seemed that he had to let him face the reality.

"This is where the Black Church usually tortures and interrogates people. Now I will let you experience it too."

Immediately, he threw the struggling Yu Ang in his hand like garbage.

(End of this chapter)