The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

Nellie took the blue lamp and moved it close to the wall where the member of the Black Death Cult was still leaning against the wall, flipping through a map.

A ferocious beast covered with bone spurs passed by him. It seemed that one could smell the blood from its huge mouth even through the wall. Such a ferocious beast should have been a bloodthirsty maniac, but it turned a blind eye to the humans in front of it.

They definitely did not enter this maze on a whim, but had planned it in advance.

The strange red pendant around their necks can help them avoid attacks from monsters inside the maze, and there is also a map inside the maze.

The blue light was close to the wall, and that area instantly became unreal.

The wall seemed to have turned into water surface, and two arms instantly stretched out from it, causing ripples.

Qiwen grabbed the Black Death cultist's mouth with one hand and stabbed the long sword in his other hand into the back of his neck in an instant, blocking his throat and making him unable to speak.

Then he dragged it into the wall, like a water ghost from somewhere, his movements were very smooth and not at all sluggish, as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.

Due to the existence of monsters inside the maze, no one noticed the abnormality of this place. The Black Death Cultist was like a wisp of dust and was swallowed up silently.

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After some searching, Nellie and the others obtained a pendant emitting red light, and a magic-driven map that could calculate the internal environment of the maze in real time.

The man who was arrested might be a small leader in the Black Death Cult. It seems that there are not many people who possess the map. From what can be observed through the wall, there are not many cultists who have the map. It seems that everyone's luck is pretty good.

This Black Death cultist almost died from Qiwen's sneak attack just now. Fortunately, Nellie was there and cast a healing spell on him in time to save his life. Otherwise, the plan to interrogate him would have failed.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of your actions in this maze? What are you looking for?!"

The Black Death cultist was still unconscious, but Qiwen's iron fist hit him hard in the face, and some teeth flew out of his mouth or pierced his oral cavity.

He was awakened by the intense pain. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. The target that the adults had asked him to track appeared before him. Logically, he should have made a contribution by now, but if he didn't find a solution quickly, he might die.

"I, I don't understand what you are saying." He pretended to be stupid and said, "Please, please let me go. I am just an ordinary adventurer. I don't know anything."

The two people in front of you must be Qiwen and Sansu, the accompanying knights who were ordered to protect the Saint Nelly. Standing behind them is the Saint named Nelly.

These two people are both epic-level beings, and I have no ability to fight back in front of them.

"Stop pretending." The two men didn't buy it, and Sansu even slapped him on the spot, making him see stars.

"Are you from the Vatican? Judging from your clothes, you must be knights of the Vatican. How dare you hit people?" He looked like a good citizen who had suffered a great injustice. "You used violence. I want to see the bishop. I want to see the Pope!"

He shouted very loudly. If he was still inside the maze and was heard by other believers, he might still be saved.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin." Sansu raised her hand, and golden light flew out instantly, forming a soundproof barrier that blocked this place.

Qiwen touched the back of his hand, and many small knives of strange shapes appeared in his hand: "Let's have some fun."

Hearing this, the Black Death cultist's eyes were filled with fear.

"Your Highness, the scene that's about to happen may be a little bloody. Please leave here and wait for a while," Qiwen said.

Nellie seemed unable to bear to watch, and glanced at him sideways, then covered her face with her hands and left.

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It was unknown how much time had passed, and the captured Black Death cultist did not know how many times he had fainted. When the unlucky guy woke up from his coma again, he only felt warm all over, as if he was soaked in hot water. The wounds on his body healed under such circumstances, and it seemed that all the pain disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, the beautiful saint with long golden hair appeared in front of him. She was holding a magic circle in her hand to heal him.

"Are you okay?" Nellie asked. "Don't resist any longer. The Black Death Cult is not your destiny, and the evil Outer Gods will not care about you. Give me all the information now, and you won't have to suffer anymore."

"I..." He became quite weak. The saint in front of him named Nellie looked very gentle. Maybe he could let her decide to let him go.

"I don't know what you want to ask..." He was still being stubborn.

The two great knights are not here now, so there might be a chance if I beg for mercy.

"Really?" Nellie showed a look of pity and embarrassment on her face: "Then there's nothing we can do."

She clapped her hands, and the two girls who had been silent behind her came up and lifted him up.

"Don't move." said the Saint.

Was he going to treat himself? He was very weak, unable to move even if he wanted to, and was held up by two girls and handcuffed to the cross behind them.

"I'm sorry." Nellie gave Wei Guang a look, and the girl immediately understood. She slashed with her sword, and the Black Death Cultist immediately had several wounds on his body.

Or was it forced confession? But this saint named Nellie looked quite innocent. The torture just now didn't make her speak, so how could such a serious injury make her speak?

It doesn't hurt at all.

"Be patient." Nellie said this, and the staff in her hand emitted a healing spell that shone on his body.

I see. Do you want to torture yourself repeatedly to heal yourself and break down your psychological defenses?

Just as he was thinking this, the golden holy light shone on his wounds. His injuries were indeed getting better, and budding tissue was growing.

Sure enough.

Just as he was dismissive, an indescribable itching sensation came from the wound.

The human body has a protective mechanism. When experiencing severe pain, the body will trigger this mechanism, causing the person to faint or simply not feel pain.

But itching won't happen.

He wanted to stretch out his hands to scratch the itchy place, but his hands were tied to the cross and he couldn't move. An indescribable feeling came over him. He wanted to laugh, but he also wanted to breathe strongly. The air in his lungs was getting less and less, and he felt very uncomfortable.

His tears and saliva flowed out together, and a feeling of suffocation came over him.

"Let's go out first." Nellie turned around and pulled Weiguang and Finn out, leaving only the Black Death Cultist here.

"We'll come back in five minutes, and you'll have to explain everything then." Nellie said, then turned around and left with the two of them.

He took back his previous comments about this saint. She was not naive at all.

She is the real devil incarnate.