Run a Bakery In Another World

Lun was in a dark room, which still exuded a rotten and **** smell. He opened his eyes and found that he was extremely weak. There was a knife in his heart, but there was no blood flowing out.

Lun panted and pulled out the knife forcefully. Under normal circumstances, there was no trace of blood splashing. But after the knife left his heart, an unbelievable situation appeared. His heart slowly began to heal, as if it had never been. Generally injured, his blood began to be produced, dripping through his body bit by bit.

Originally, he was covered with whip marks, but as the blood flowed slowly, the wound on his body began to heal quickly. Unsurprisingly, Lun looked at his appearance and let out a sneer—the church probably didn’t know, exactly what they created What kind of monster is out?

How many lives are absorbed in a body like him?

Lun closed his eyes slowly, and became extremely disgusted with him. Although he can slowly heal the wound on his own, he is too weak, the blood has been drawn from his body, and he has healed his own heart just now. He wanted to go to that door to explore the way out, but he didn't have the strength to sit up, so he could only slowly close his eyes and lost consciousness.

The pastor was dragged by Tony, vomiting like a motion sickness, and finally managed to point them to the bishop's room.

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"The bishop is still there?" Sheila hesitated.

The pastor shook his head and stammered, "I, I don't know."

There were not a few people along the way. Sheila and Tony felt weird in their hearts. The door in front of them was big and solemn, and they seemed to know that the people living inside were extraordinary. Sheila opened the door lock with □ again, but she felt a wave of magical energy blasting at the door.

The door opened in an instant, but it was exploded. Sheila crushed the invincible armor bread and running and hopping bread that had condensed in her hand, and instantly pulled Tony over to protect her back.

The priest was more unlucky, and Sheila was too late to drag him away, so he was blown into the air and fell to pieces.

The action of crushing the bread comes from Sheila’s intuition. Since the condensed bread is a combination of magical energy, whether it is directly crushed means that the magical energy is activated. Of course, this activation method can only be condensed by yourself. The bread that came out, the enchanted bread made from wheat flour, I'm afraid it can't be so dry.

Fortunately, Sheila won the bet. As a creator of enchanted bread, intuition is sometimes a reminder.

"Ding", the magic book suddenly appeared in front of him again.

"Discover a new way to activate enchanted bread, reward the host with instant condensed bread +2"

With the disappearance of this sentence, the original 8 instant condensed bread became 10. But Sheila didn't have time to take a closer look and surprise. She looked at Tony who was dragged aside by her and asked nervously, "Are you hurt?"

Tony shook his head in shock and looked at Sheila with admiration, "Sheila, what did you do just now? That's amazing!"

"I'll tell you about this later, let's go in now." Listening to Tony's tone, Sheila knew that there was nothing wrong with him, and relaxed.

It's just that she looked at the pastor who had been bombarded with flesh and blood, and she was still apologetic, but Sheila was still worried about Ron's safety, and she walked into the bishop's room without thinking about it.

The owner in the room was no longer there. Sheila thought that there was no one in the church, fearing that they would all absconded collectively. She frowned and searched every corner of the room, but found that there were hidden magic arrays everywhere. Except for the magic circle at the gate just now, the bookshelves, bedsides, and even carpets here are all painted with magic circles that will explode when triggered.

Fortunately, Sheila has concentrated on studying recently, and she can slowly destroy these magic circles little by little to find clues.

The room is too big, there seems to be a lot of corners big enough to hide people.

But Sheila looked at the layout of the magic circle, and accidentally found that there was also a magic circle painted on the wall somehow. What is the painting on the wall? Is there anything behind this wall?

Sheila thought, squinting her eyes slightly, directly destroying the most important part of the magic circle on the wall, and then letting Tony help to cut the wall open.

"Rumble", this wall is still a magic door, a small door hidden by magic. With Tony's attack, the door shattered into pieces of wood.

Sheila hurriedly walked in and found Lun, but he didn't look very good now. His upper body was naked, and his lower body was still wearing pants. He was lying in the corner of the small room with the face of an angel and his eyes. But she was tightly closed. Sheila looked at the small room and couldn't see the use of the utensils, she had a bad feeling in her heart, and the strangest thing was that there were still some messy blood drawing equipment in the room, like folks. A small workshop selling blood.

Sheila shook her body. She stepped forward to shake Lun, but didn't dare to touch his body. She saw the pinhole in his arm, not just his arm, his thigh arteries, arms arteries, and even his neck. The arteries all have large pinholes that look like they have just healed. This way of drawing blood must be with evil magic equipment, and people who are drawn like this cannot survive under normal circumstances.

But Sheila knew the condition of Lun's body. She tried to calm down, but her voice trembled: "Lun, Lun..."

Tony also had bad thoughts when he saw Lun's face, he was less scrupulous than Sheila, and said, "He is in a coma, let's rescue him first."

Sheila's eyes were tearful, her hatred filled her eyes, she swallowed the anger in her chest, and then muttered, "Thank you, Tony." If it weren't for Tony, she couldn't even carry Lun out now.

Tony smiled slightly, took out a robe from the storage ring, wrapped it around Lun, who was on his upper body, and carried him on his back again.

Sheila hesitated and took a photo of the scene with a magic camera before going out with Tony.

Lun was on Tony's back with an unusually pale face. When they walked out of the church and came to the scene where Seia and Osser were fighting, they found that they were still fighting to the death and there was no tendency to stop.

Sheila looked at the magical light from the collision above, and the faces of Osser and Seya were filled with fierce excitement. Do they remember why they fought each other? Sheila doubted deeply.

Sheila took a step forward and shouted, "Oser, Lun has saved it."

As Sheila's voice just fell, Osser and Seia glanced at each other, then suddenly separated and jumped away.

Osser stared at Seia, his face still showing a bit of meaning, and Seia’s eyes turned to Osse’s faint appreciation, even Mesti ran over to him and asked him worriedly. Injured, he was somewhat skeptical of Mesti's accusation against Oser.

There was nothing wrong with the opponent using the dark magic power, but he stood all the way down, and Seia felt that every attack of Osser was open and closed, without a trace of sneaky and insidiousness, especially Osser's strong magic power, showing his basic skills. More solid than myself. With such an intensity of battle, the other party responded as before, and Seya slowly became a little suspicious of what demon Mesti was talking about.

He heard Sheila's voice and saw Tony carrying a person on his back. It was then that he suddenly realized that Tony and Sheila were old acquaintances. The memories of childhood are so far away that Seia sometimes can't think of the key places.

Tony also saw Seia, and he was hesitant to speak, making Seia's heart beat and slowly walked to Sheila and the others.

The small battle made the two men appreciate each other. Osser glanced at Seia and saw that the other party had no consciousness of attacking, so he just secretly prepared for it.

"This is..." Oser looked at Tony who looked very skilled at Sheila and asked.

"He was my childhood friend, Tony Shelly." Sheila looked at Oser's slightly frowned eyebrows and slightly squinted eyes, with an inexplicable sense of guilty conscience.

"Saya." Tony saw Saya walking over. Although his short black hair was slightly messy and his clothes were slightly damaged, but he didn't seem to have any serious injuries, he said with peace of mind, "Saya, I'm afraid... …" He carefully glanced at Mesti behind him before whispering, "I'm afraid there is something wrong with this church."

Seya frowned as expected.

Mesti followed Seia, and heard Tony's words that she was so angry that she said, "Why are you **** too! Our Bright Church treats the world and never asks for anything in return! You turned black and white in such a way!"

Tony glanced at Mesti, then looked at Seia, "A lot of places in the church are weird...Even the bishop ran away."

The bishop runs away?

Mesti's expression changed immediately, "Hu... nonsense!"

"Let's go in and take a look." Saiya calmly said.

At this time, the sky had begun to glow, the sun had penetrated from the clouds, and the orange light mixed with the priests and knights lying on the ground, adding a sense of sorrow to this originally sacred and lively church.

Tony handed Lun to Osser, and Osser picked him up again. At this moment, Lon accidentally exposed his thin body and pinhole arms, even the one who had said unbelievingly. Mesti covered her mouth.

Tony took Seya around some weird places in the church, including the mummies and blood-drawing equipment, but although these places looked problematic, they really couldn't tell what the church was trying to do.

Sheila was afraid that all the evidence would be destroyed in another visit, so she went to the holy spring to hold a bucket of water and prepare to use it for research.

"Why did the church all run away?" Osser felt incredible. They did beat the pastors all over the floor in front of them, but in such a big stronghold, Guangming Shengjiao played such a big game of chess. He said he lost it?

Sheila also shook her head in confusion, and then her tense mind regained consciousness, and suddenly said, "It's awful, I'm afraid that all the evidence in those cities will be destroyed."

Oser also realized that even if they didn’t attack the church and secretly poke the evidence of the church to the public, it was feared that the church would be in great turmoil. When the Magic Association would intervene again, the church would have no suspense. To lose.

But the church is now afraid that they know they have evidence, and the only possibility to run away in such an emergency is to destroy those evidence.

At this moment, they are now afraid that they will be too late to catch up. The church members can divide people into several groups of actions.

Thinking of this, Sheila and Oser both felt cold.

After looking around the church, Seia and Tony walked to Sheila and the others, "You guys, do you have any clues about the church?"

When Seia asked this question, Mesti's face was ugly to the extreme. The word "clue" means that Seya has also begun to distrust Guangming Shengjiao.

"There are some, but I am afraid they are all destroyed now." Sheila smiled bitterly.

Sayah hasn’t been living in the church all the time, thinking that it’s already light, if those church members come to see such a scene, it’s hard to explain. After asking Sheila that they are staying in a hotel, Sayah will She opened her mouth and said to Sheila and Oser, "It's better for you to come to where I live, and you can also avoid people's eyes and settle your friends."

Oser and Sheila glanced at each other, and both agreed to come down.

On the other side, the bishop was pacing back and forth in Mengraf's palace. It was a fat bald head. He was obviously very anxious about the situation in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, Pound." With the leisurely King Mengraf sitting on the main seat, he slowly comforted, "The people I sent can completely destroy the evidence, and then we will publicize that the devil has attacked the church and everything will be solved. ."

The bishop named Pound looked at the king of Mengraf angrily and said, "You deliberately, right? Why did you only send a knight to help us? According to our agreement, I will provide the country with the support of healing priests. And you should unconditionally protect our church!"

The king is a young man in his thirties. His slightly curly blond hair makes people look graceful and luxurious. He smiled coldly when he heard the bishop's words, and said, "Where can I help you? I will spend the life of our people. Make a deal with you, but what I'm talking about is those useless old men, what is your magic circle all about! Actually even young civilians will be affected, I will tell you again and again to improve your magic circle, you When did you care about it? Now that the church has been broken, and the magic circle has been ruined, it is good. If you continue to do it like this, my soldiers will be killed by you!"

Bishop Pound's face changed, and he said, "As long as their lives are taken, they will naturally not survive the elderly! This is not a problem in the first place!"

"Why is there no problem! Some young and middle-aged people who have not yet become ill and can be regarded as soldiers have fallen ill and died early! This year, my new recruits are one-tenth less! You tell me it’s okay?" The king's face also became gloomy and terrifying. , He tolerated this bishop who propagated boring doctrines fooling his people, just because the church could keep him the title of the second strongest nation, and they agreed to let those old people who waste food go to see the gods, instead of destroying them. To the younger generation. If they didn't do things well for him, then naturally there would be no existential value!

Bishop Pound was fierce, but he was choked to speak again. He said for a long time, "The pastor and the Holy Magister of Light are the power of the church!"

"In order to help you wipe your ass, those pastors first filled me into the legion. Anyway, your church is now destroyed seven or eighty-eight. These pastors who piled up the lifespan of my people should have accepted the **** of our country. Holy Magic...Haha, you may ask others if you are willing to follow you." The king of Menglaf exploited the backing that the bishop had with a blunt word.

As soon as the voice fell, Bishop Pound pointed his trembling fingers at the king. Those light magisters were originally priests he had cultivated, but King Mengraf, a ruthless man, used various reasons to transfer him away, and then tried to get him He took refuge in the Legion!

Pound wanted to scold him. But now he is completely at a disadvantage, and even his life is in the hands of others!

When he cooperates with this man, he is simply seeking skin with a tiger!

Pound’s fat cheeks were trembling with anger, but what could he do? All countries, only Mengraf had land suitable for the development of the Bright Church, and other countries basically ignored his church.

Apart from……

Pound took a deep breath, flicked his sleeves, and walked out of the king's private wing.

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