Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

According to the system's navigation, Liu Weiwei stopped in front of a church-like building, a tall and gorgeous building with black as the base color, very solemn.

There were many girls parked in front of the building. Liu Weiwei found that these girls all had one characteristic, either black hair or black eyes, and they all came to participate in the selection of saintesses.

Liu Weiwei looked down at the hair color hanging on her chest, she has black hair and black eyes, it seems that she has an advantage!

The door of the church opened, and ten dejected young girls came out of the church. Walking out of the church, there was also an old man, dressed in a black robe, with a serious face, and shouted: "Next batch!"

As the old man's voice fell, the ten young girls who were closest to the entrance of the church excitedly walked up the steps in front of the church. Twenty young girls passed by, and the expressions on their faces formed a sharp contrast.

Ten young girls followed the old man into the church, and the door of the church was shut heavily.

About a quarter of an hour later, the door of the church was reopened, and the old man and ten dejected young girls who came out were no different from the last time.

"Next batch!" The old man said loudly.

Ten young girls and old men re-entered the church, and the door of the church was closed again.

"Senior, what are the criteria for selecting a saint?" Liu Weiwei poked the system in his head.

System: "No matter what the standard is, the host will definitely be selected successfully, please rest assured the host."

"Oh." Liu Weiwei responded, "Am I just curious?"

System: "Wait for the host's turn later, the host will naturally know."

He secretly rolled his eyes, because the system is boring!

Batch after batch of girls entered, and batch after batch were eliminated. Finally, it was Liu Weiwei's turn.

Liu Weiwei stepped up the steps in front of the church together with nine other girls.

1, 2, 3, ..., 97, 98, 99, Liu Weiwei counted the base numbers of the steps, raised her head and looked at the old man with a serious face, who seemed to be supercilious, frowning indistinctly, she always felt that the old man just looked at glanced at her.

Entering the main hall, the door of the church was shut heavily.

The transparent gemstones inlaid on the walls of the church exude bright light, and the interior of the church is still bright.

A tall humanoid statue stands inside the church. The statue is covered with a robe, and the hood on the robe covers the face of the statue, with only one chin exposed. This statue should be the statue of the Dark God.

In front of the statue is a long altar with some food on it.

In front of the altar, ten cushions are placed.

Liu Weiwei just followed suit and knelt down in front of one of the cushions.

Behind him, the old man began to chant the mantra. At first, Liu Weiwei was still listening intently to what the old man was saying. Then, the inexplicable black mist appeared on her body, forcing her to turn her attention to the mist.

Hei Mist, does it look like a villain so much? ?

Think about the holy light emanating from the people of the Holy See when they cast spells, and the black fog on the side of the Holy See, the contrast should not be too obvious!

Liu Weiwei was still complaining in his heart, the old man had already put his palm on the top of Liu Weiwei's head.

"The rest leave." The old man's voice fell from the back and above, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that the girl kneeling beside the voice had got up and disappeared from Liu Weiwei's sight.

Liu Weiwei wanted to turn her head, but was held down by the old man's big hand and couldn't move.

"Great God of Darkness! Please bestow upon your followers..." the old man chanted a spell with a strange aria.

Liu Weiwei couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, she just felt her consciousness slowly drifting away from her body.