On one side of the silent corridor, suddenly, a gap quietly opened in the wall. Then it retreated further to the side, making a creaking sound, forming a dark entrance.
Then, a figure groped out from the entrance of the cave. He was short and had a pair of round, evil eyes. The figure lowered his head, took out the matchbox, and lit it with a click. A dazzling flame in the darkness reflected the chubby face of the Papalar man.
He carefully looked around and muttered: "There is actually a secret passage here."
The match's light dimmed, then went out.
"But where should I go?" he murmured: "What did the alchemist say, chapel, basement, central school building, kitchen, kitchen...?"
"Oops, I'm not very lucky. I can't remember." The Papalar man moved his fingers and muttered to himself in confusion: "Did he say anything about the kitchen? It sounds familiar. I should have said that." , maybe I should go to the kitchen and have a look, it must be a big canteen——"
"But where is the kitchen?"
Parker sniffed the air.
"I guess it must be to the north."
"Dear God, please tell me the answer."
There was the sound of dice being thrown in the darkness, and the excited shouts of the Papalar people: "It's indeed the north!"
He thought for a while, opened the selector system, and sent a message to Fang Pliover: "Dear Mr. Alchemist and Captain, the best night thief in your team has successfully sneaked into the cathedral and is on his way to the destination. Everything is going well—— "
"I entered Hostings Cathedral."
There is also news from Hongye.
Fang Yu glanced at the communication between the two and felt that it was incredibly smooth. However, he took a look at Parker's elegant wording and felt that it was not very reliable, so he casually sent a reply: "Where have you been?"
System prompt: The other party has closed the communication system——
"Damn, what a bastard!" Fang Yu cursed in his heart.
He had clearly warned before that the communication system must not be shut down, because this guy had a criminal record before, and the reason was that the telecommunications charges in other worlds were too expensive!
Fang Yu was angry, but he still had the patience to ask Hongye: "Hongye, where are you?"
"From the drawings, this should be a side hall. This place is so big, it's like a maze. It may take some time to find Hollett's school building."
"Maze?" Fang Yu was stunned. The outer area of Hostings Church is very large, but the church area is not very big either. How could it be built like a maze inside?
This is not a city hall. There is no practical need to defend against attacks? Who would attack Ori's temple without any trouble? Even the cultists don't have the guts.
Just as he was wondering, he saw Shisi parting the low trees, revealing a row of brick walls and a small door under the cold moonlight in front.
The girl wiped her hands on her apron and said back to him: "Mr. Ed, we are here. This is a stable, but since the Templar Knights stopped stationed here, there have been no horses here for a long time. The smell may be a bit strange, after all, no one has taken care of it since then.”
As she said this, she opened the door, and sure enough, a strange smell hit Fang Plover's nose. It was not the stench of feces, but the smell of decay and mold.
Shisi carefully looked inside the door and reminded him in a low voice: "Be careful, Mr. Ed, there is something dirty in the church."
"dirty stuff?"
Shizu shook her head and remained silent.
There will be more or less monsters, undead, or other weird things in this kind of place. Fang Plover was not surprised when he saw this, so he only took out his information device and opened a light door to release the Type III walkers.
After his simple repairs, the durability of the 'Sword Holder' was restored to a certain extent. However, the damaged part of the shell armor was very troublesome for him to repair at this level, so he could only leave it there for the time being.
The sword wounds that the musketeer had left on the Type III Walker had remained there as they were. The ugly gaps were very annoying.
Fang Plover let the walkers take the lead, and then he followed in.
It took a while for his eyes to gradually adapt to the completely dark environment. The stable looked low and narrow, and there were piles of dark, moldy straw or other things on the ground. If you didn't look carefully, they looked like lumps of rotten grass. Meaty and disgusting.
Clumps of yellow-green mushrooms grew on the rotten meat, and a layer of spores filled the floor, as if filling the chest. It was as if he suddenly suffered from asthma, and his breathing became increasingly turbid and difficult.
Fang Plover is still a little strange, how could the stables become like this? Even if no one takes care of them, is this a bit too strange?
He continued to ask the previous question: "Xisi, when did the incarnation of Dragon's Golden Eyes take away Hu Di, and how did you know?"
Shizu hurriedly told him the whole story before letting him figure out what had happened since he went to the city hall.
After he and Shisi separated, the latter left to look for Hu Di.
According to the latter's statement, she and Hu Di agreed to meet at a place. Fang Yu thought that place should be the 'home' she had always mentioned - but Xisi told him that it was all her fault for wanting to go back at the last minute. He went to his father's workshop to get the photo frame, but Hu Di didn't wait for him.
While she was talking, her eyes turned red, she held her apron in her hands and cried, her tears falling uncontrollably.
"It's all my fault for not thinking so much. When I returned there, I found that Hu Di was not there," Xisi said sadly, "I thought he hadn't arrived yet, but there were signs of fighting in the house, and I realized that he had already arrived. Been here."
"But even if there are traces of fighting, it does not necessarily mean that he is the incarnation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes." Fang Yu shook his head. He was not very good at comforting others. He said directly: "Honestly, I think that with Nicol Bolas's strength, using No trace of the fight will be left."
Xisi shook her head and said anxiously: "But I clearly felt the aura of the Dragon's Golden Eyes nearby."
"Can you feel the aura of the Dragon's Golden Eyes?" Fang Yu was stunned and asked.
Shizu's face turned pale, she lowered her head and stopped talking.
Fang Yu looked at her, and suddenly thought of something in his mind, and asked, "Did you go get that photo frame?"
Shizu nodded sadly.
"Um..." Fang Yu asked with a guilty conscience: "Have you noticed that something is missing?"
The girl shook her head, with a blank look on her face, indicating that nothing was missing.
This answer made Fang Yu stunned for a moment and fell into thinking.
But since then, Xisi has always seemed very depressed, and Fang Pliance didn't know how to further ask her for details. Fortunately, the other party took the initiative to bring him to this place, which saved the two of them from the embarrassment.
It was only at this moment that he saw that Xisi's mood had become much more stable, and he finally asked the question that he had wanted to ask for a long time.
In the darkness, Xisi thought for a while before replying: "I think it was Hu Di who came to that place shortly before the Dragon's Golden Eyes found him. In fact, I have always known...she has been trying to get close to him... "
"When was that?"
"About shortly after we separated, Mr. Ed."
A flicker of doubt flashed through Fang Yu's heart, but he clearly remembered that at that time, the shadow of Nicol Bolas transformed by the Dragon's Golden Eyes had been flying over the City Hall area, hitting the barrier.
Could this ghost thing have a clone?
"But why didn't you tell him?" Fang Yu asked again.
Shizu seemed a little nervous. She clutched her apron but didn't know how to answer.
Fang Yu could probably guess what she was thinking. Perhaps this girl wanted to maintain the status quo, but also had wishful thinking that the situation was not as bad as she imagined. She kept comforting and deceiving herself, just to preserve such a small wish. That’s all.
He couldn't help but be a little curious about the story between Hu Di and this girl, and what kind of changes had happened in this illusion before he came here.
After a while, his next question came from the darkness:
"Xisi, did the Dragon's Golden Eyes take Hu Di away for the Blade of False Victory? But why did it bring Hu Di to this place? Is there any connection here?"
This is what makes Fang Plover feel puzzling.
He originally thought that according to the plan of the Dragon Worshipers, they should carry the Blade of False Victory to the City Hall and trigger the next step there.
He originally thought it was because the followers of the Dragon Worship Cult and the Dragon Fire Guild had not yet found Hu Di and had not obtained the Blade of False Victory in his hand. But according to Shisi's description, since the Dragon's Golden Eyes had been found long ago Hu land.
Then why did you come to this place?
Could it be that he had always thought about it before?
If this is the case, he must tell others about this situation quickly to avoid mistakes in his next actions.
But Shizu was silent for a moment and then replied: "That's because she wants to trick Hu Di into destroying the Blade of False Victory in the underground temple. I know that is her long-held wish, but she can't do it herself. Able to use fake hands on others."
Fang Yu was shocked when he heard this.
"What are you talking about? The Dragon's Golden Eyes want to destroy the Blade of False Victory, but how is that possible!?"
Isn't the Blade of False Victory a prop created by Dragon's Golden Eyes in order to distort this illusion and continuously weaken the power of the seal?
But why would it want to destroy the sword by itself? And according to Shizu, it seems that it can't get close to the sword on its own, and must rely on Hu Di's hand to destroy it.
And it seems that only in the underground altar can this weapon be truly destroyed.
Fang Yu didn't know what the connection was, but he could guess that the so-called underground altar should be the place Tian Lan saw in his dream.
But none of this is logical -
Could it be that he really thought wrong before?
But there was a voice in the dark telling Fang Yu that he had not thought anything wrong, and his inferences were all logical. The real history could never be confusing.
So what exactly went wrong?
"Xisi," Fang Plover came back to his senses and asked in a somewhat urgent tone: "Why did the Dragon's Golden Eyes destroy the Blade of False Victory?"
Shizu looked at him strangely.
"Because that sword is its nemesis, Mr. Ed."
Fang Yu opened his mouth, thinking that what you said makes sense, but I can't refute it. The truth seems to be that simple. In the scene in the Gray Oak Square, the Blade of False Victory was the sword used to kill Nicol Bolas.
But as Miss Sylvide said, a false victory is still a false victory.
"In this case, what danger will Hu Di be in?" Fang Pultru couldn't help but subconsciously asked.
Shizu closed her mouth.
After a while, she replied quietly: "To destroy the sacrificial sword, someone must sacrifice themselves."
"Sacrificial sword?" Fang Yu saw that Xisi was about to cry again, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions and just remembered the name silently. Although he secretly thought that as a selector, Hu Di was not irreversible even in the most dangerous situation, but for some reason, at this time, he suddenly thought of Miss Attila's brother.
That young man named Kidd——
Then he naturally closed his mouth, feeling vaguely that this matter was not that simple. But if the dark dragon can really destroy a person's starlight, why is there no record of it in history?
Fang Plover suddenly stopped.
He looked around alertly, then turned back with a somewhat unnatural expression and asked, "Did you hear anything, Shizu?"
The girl was stunned, shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Ed."
"But the problem is," Fang Pliance had been asking before, but now he realized something was wrong: "We have been walking in this stable for a long time, why haven't we walked out yet? This is really Hostings Cathedral. stable?"
He raised his head and looked at Sakon, vaguely feeling that there were rooms one after another in this narrow space.
It's less like a stable and more like a maze.
When the word 'maze' was mentioned, Fang Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly sent a message: "Hongye, have you found the place?"
The selector system flashed, and the reply came quickly——
Hongye: "No, Ed, I think this place is a bit weird. When I looked outside, I felt that it wasn't that big inside at all, or maybe I was just running around in circles and couldn't find the right way."
Fang Yu thought for a while and simply typed: "Be careful, it may not be that simple here."
He looked up.
Shisi also looked a little nervous and whispered: "Mr. Ed, I'm sorry, I haven't been to this place before. That person told me that I couldn't come here easily, if it weren't for Hu Di..."
"that person?"
Fang Yu suddenly stopped talking.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness, like many things gliding over from far to near. The sound was so clear in the narrow space that it made people's hair stand on end. Even as brave as him, his scalp could not help but tingle, and he quickly directed the Type III walker to step forward and block him.
Shizu also turned pale and hid behind him with some fear.
After a moment, Fang Plover saw clearly the thing rolling over.
It turned out to be a bloody human head - its mouth was wide open, its purple tongue was hanging all the way to the bottom, its eyes were white, and blood was oozing from the nostrils, ear cavities and under the eye sockets. It looked extremely miserable.
The human head has no flesh and blood from the neck down, with only a white spine with bloodshot threads hanging on it, as if it had just been pulled out of the body.
It relied on this spine, coiled on the ground like some kind of cold-blooded animal, and stared at the two of them motionlessly with its white eyes.
Seeing this thing, Fang Plover felt that his hair stood on end.
What the hell is this?
Are there any undead like this?
"Ah——" Shizu screamed and stepped back when she saw this thing. But a moment later, the girl let out an even shriller scream: "Behind, there is also behind, Mr. Ed!"
Fang Yu turned around with a pale face, only to see that not only from behind him, but also from the ceiling and from the west through the gaps in the walls, these ghosts were coming from all directions like reptiles.
And their shapes aren't limited to snake-like shapes, either.
Instead, they resemble twisted forms of various insects and arthropods, in various shapes, and some even fly in mid-air.
The head that appeared first was the first to attack. It screamed hoarsely and rushed towards Fang Plover.
Without even thinking about it, Fang Yu waved his hand, and there was a sword light in the darkness, and the 'sword holder' struck the person's head with a backhand sword.
There was a pop sound like a sharp knife cutting meat, and the head exploded like a blood bag. The stinking blood spattered everywhere, and the head that was divided into two pieces fell to the ground like rotten meat.
Fang Yu was stunned and quickly checked the system records - and then discovered that the level of this thing was not high, only level seven, but its name was extremely disgusting, it was called the Swelling Living Sacrifice.
At that moment a lightbulb flashed in his mind.
Suddenly I realized what this was.
Flesh sacrifice——
These things are all living sacrifices used by the Dragon Worshipers. Hollett College is indeed a front for the Dragon Worshipers. These fanatics don’t know what is going on under the church under such a name. A brutal act.
When Fang Yu thought of the dream described by Tian Lan and looked at these disgusting monsters, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.
But my heart felt even more disgusting.
Of course, these things are not undead in the traditional sense. In fact, they are evil things, evil things, monsters created by those fanatics. According to legend, these things are only related to the mysterious master behind them.
The legendary disasters.
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