When Zhuo Yi finished saying this, the car also stopped in front of the villa.
But Zhuo Yi did not get out of the car at the first moment, but told me: "Anyway, remember, no matter Elder Ling or Yu Chi, they are strong, but they are just strong, and their brains are not that easy to use.
But Fan Ji is different. She is not as strong as these elders, but the four bastards combined can't compare to her in terms of scheming. As far as I know, over the past thousand years, even the Council of Elders has deliberately called her back when discussing matters.
, listen to her opinions, they are also deacons, but I am not even qualified to audit.
In a word, since she did this, she must have a reason. As for the reason for doing this, maybe only she herself knows."
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yi opened the car door.
I thought about it for a few seconds in the car, and then opened the door. But as soon as I sold my foot, a strong smell of blood came over me.
When I looked up, the whole villa was deathly silent, without even a single light. It looked like a castle in a horror movie, which made people panic.
"I have a bad feeling in my heart."
Suddenly I remembered the last words of Youying doll. I took two steps forward and stood next to Zhuo Yi: "I think she used the incarnation of Chie Sato to get close to us. If you haven't guessed,
If it's wrong, this should be a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain."
"Don't jump to conclusions too early, go in and take a look first before talking."
Zhuo Yi's voice was low, he walked to the door of the villa with very light steps, and pushed the door open.
'call!'
A stronger smell of blood, accompanied by a sinister wind, mixed with a strange demonic aura, hit his face at the same time.
The entire hall was dark in front of me. Before Zhuo Yi could say anything, I rushed in, went to the wall and pressed the switch to turn on the light.
The first thing that caught the eye were the bodies of two white-robed priests.
Their stiff faces were filled with expressions of fear and pain, and their faces were distorted. Their bodies were intact, but there was a big bloody hole in their chests. Looking at the location, it was clear that their hearts had been dug out.
"Looking at this posture, there is no room for fighting back at all, and he will be killed directly."
I looked back at Zhuo Yi: "Do you think Veronica is still alive?"
"I have no idea."
Zhuo Yi slowly shook his head: "But I think she is a saint after all. She has the highest status in the Orthodox Church and is the only being who can use strength beyond limits without being punished by heaven. She should be fine."
"I hope your hunch is right."
I felt that there was still a trace of holy light remaining on the second floor, so I said it again and walked forward.
Zhuo Yi walked side by side with me, but the expressions on our faces became more solemn as we walked.
The scene in front of me was like a massacre.
While we were going upstairs, there were at least a dozen corpses of priests lying on just a few dozen steps.
Looking at the distribution of the corpses and the traces of blood splattering on both sides, it was clear that they saw an outsider invading and rushed to stop them, but their hearts were dug out the first time they came into contact.
Priests are humans, not ghosts, let alone gods. It is impossible to live without a heart.
"Did that Fan Ji or Yu Chi do this?"
I couldn't help but ask Zhuo Yi, but she just shook her head: "I'm not sure yet. Let's find Veronica first."
After she said this, we both went up to the second floor. I pointed to the innermost study room: "It's right here. That's where the Holy Light is most intense."
"Well, I hope Veronica is still alive."
Zhuo Yi threw out a sentence lightly, as if talking to himself.
But we both understand that judging from the death of these priests in front of us, the probability of Veronica's survival should be very slim.
And the moment we opened the door, we saw a woman with long pale blond hair facing the direction of the cross, sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall with her back to me.
"Miss Veronica?"
I tried shouting but got no response.
My heart suddenly sank, so I simply walked over, and then I saw a miserable, yet somewhat beautiful, but weird scene no matter how I looked at it.
Veronica was lying half naked on the sofa, and her soul had completely dissipated at this time.
Like an oil painting, her long hair hangs down just enough to cover her chest, her legs are close together, and her thighs are covered by a thin layer of gauze. This posture just exposes her white back and half of her buttocks.
But what is horrifying is that there are two bloody holes on Veronica's back, and the white fan bones have been exposed.
On the ground, a piece of dark red blood gathered together and wetted dozens of original white feathers scattered nearby. These feathers seemed to be from birds, but they only looked like they were turning into light spots visible to the naked eye.
Gradually dissipated, but bird feathers no longer have this ability.
The reason for this scene and what happened here are already obvious.
That is, Veronica knew she was outmatched, so she used those priests to buy time for herself, and at the last moment of her life, she used the power of God to summon angels to come.
But the angel's power failed to help her survive. This Orthodox saint still had her heart ripped out. Even after borrowing divine power, she was not much more difficult to deal with than those priests in the eyes of the enemy, at least according to my experience.
Observation shows that there is not even a trace of a fight in the entire study.
"Fuck, I originally said I would find a chance to kill this woman."
Zhuo Yi suddenly smiled like a self-mockery: "It's good now. Not only is Veronica dead, but none of the men she brought with her are alive. That's okay. It saves us some trouble."
"A saint, so many priests, died so mysteriously."
I turned to look at Zhuo Yi: "Once this news reaches St. Petersburg, what do you think the Grand Council will think? Will they think we killed them?"
"Isn't that nonsense? Let alone the Grand Duke's Council, even I and others feel that they are the most suspicious."
Zhuo Yi clenched his fist and slammed it on the sofa: "No doubt, this is Fan Ji's method. When she fights with people, she only digs out the heart because she thinks that eating the enemy's heart will bring harm to herself.
Come to strength."
I sneered: "Then I think she should be Japanese. This is so in line with the perverted style of little Japan."
"It's useless to say this. Let's first think about how to deal with these Orthodox people."
Zhuo Yi sighed helplessly: "You are right, this is the time when the tiger is away from the mountain. Fan Ji used the incarnation of Chie Sato to approach us, maybe just to delay time and give herself a chance to run here and get it first.