Passing through the long, narrow and deep passage, we officially entered the underground space of St. Peter's Basilica.
After walking out of the last step, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened up.
There is a cave beneath the church.
Looking around, there are all kinds of ancient buildings, just like a small town.
What's even more incredible is that there are actually many people down here, shuttling back and forth in an endless stream.
When Ye Feng saw this, he couldn't help but marveled.
He thought to himself: There are so many people down here, what are they busy with?
The ground and the underground are like two worlds.
Immediately, Ye Feng curiously looked at the endless crowds of people on both sides of the road while walking.
"Orientals, please stop!"
Suddenly, a spear stood in front of Ye Feng, blocking his way.
"The front is no place for you to set foot in..."
The speaker was a middle-aged man, wearing a knight's attire, gray armor, a little dusty, sitting on the steps nearby. Although the whole man looked a little tired, the hand holding the spear was firm. And powerful.
"I want to see the Holy Grail!"
Ye Feng did not hide anything and directly informed the other party of the purpose of his trip.
"Then I can't let you go."
The knight said, and the spear in his hand pressed towards Ye Feng's front body.
But at this moment, an incredible scene occurred.
His long spear went straight through Ye Feng's body.
It was as if the spear was just an illusion and didn't exist at all.
"Um!?"
Ye Feng couldn't help being shocked when he saw this.
Only then did he suddenly realize that not only the spear, but also the knight in front of him did not exist.
Looking around, Ye Feng couldn't help but look stunned.
To be precise, all the figures in sight in the entire underground space are ghosts lingering in the Holy See, waiting for redemption.
"It seems that there was a Holy Grail that you could not protect during your lifetime!?"
Ye Feng asked curiously.
After all, most of those lingering here, waiting for redemption, had strong obsessions or unfulfilled missions during their lifetimes.
As a knight, this man's mouth is the Holy Grail.
Ye Feng therefore speculated that perhaps this person's obsession, even his death, was related to the Holy Grail?
Was it the failure to protect the Holy Grail, or the failure to find the Holy Grail?
"No!?"
As if Ye Feng had stabbed him in a sore spot, the knight's mood suddenly became excited.
"I have already done my best!"
"Those people are too strong...I can't stop them at all..."
"I hate it so much... If my faith is firmer and stronger, maybe I can break through the siege..."
"The Holy Grail, which should belong to the Holy See, was actually taken away by them..."
The knight muttered something, obviously obsessed with it.
"Who took away the Holy Grail!?"
Ye Feng asked curiously.
"It's the Blood Cross Brotherhood... they took away the Holy Grail!"
The knight was nagging with deep resentment.
Brotherhood of the Blood Cross! ?
Ye Feng silently wrote down the name of this organization.
Then he glanced at the knight and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, don't blame yourself, I have helped you get the Holy Grail back!"
"Really?" The knight stopped talking, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng slowly took out the dagger.
Under the knight's puzzled gaze, the power of the Holy Grail in the dagger was released.
In an instant, all the souls wandering around, waiting for redemption, stopped and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.
To be precise, he looked at the dagger in Ye Feng's hand and was attracted by the pure power of the Holy Grail.
The ghosts, like lost lambs, finally found the guidance of their destiny and slowly gathered towards the place where the holy light was.
In the blink of an eye, countless undead souls gathered around Ye Feng, seemingly waiting for his salvation.
Looking at this group of undead, his eyes were confused and sincere.
Ye Feng could have easily passed through them, but he also wanted to try out the effect of the power of the Holy Grail in the dagger.
So he once again used the power of the dagger and the Holy Grail.
"I'm here to save you!"
In an instant, the power of the Holy Grail was like the light of Buddha shining all over the place.
The whole place was immediately covered.
Every soul, after being baptized by the power of the Holy Grail, is suddenly like a spring breeze, all knots and obsessions are relieved, and they drift away with the wind.
The power of the Holy Grail continues, like the spring breeze and drizzle, endless.
Around Ye Feng, the undead gathered one by one, then dispersed and disappeared one by one.
It was about time for a cup of tea.
The underground of the church, which was originally filled with people, turned out to be deserted. Not even a ghost was really seen.
In the end, only the knight was left, looking at Ye Feng in surprise and surprise.
"Thank you Oriental..."
The knight said sincerely, "Although the Holy Grail in your hand is not the one I lost, your actions just now have saved so many innocent souls. In my opinion, it is like the reincarnation of Christ!"
"The Holy Grail, in the hands of people like you, can save more lost people in the world and unleash its greatest power!"
Listening to the knight's praise, Ye Feng disagreed and said calmly: "It's just a little effort!"
Looking at the only remaining knight in front of him, Ye Feng was ready to fight to the end and asked: "Isn't the power just now enough to send you away?"
"How about I use the power of the Holy Grail again to redeem you!?"
Ye Feng likes to have a beginning and an end.
"Haha..." The knight smiled, "That's enough. In fact, even without the power of the Holy Grail, I can go on my own, but there is still one thing I can't do, and I feel unwilling to do so."
"Oriental, before I say goodbye, can you do something for me?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng was startled, thinking that this knight ghost has a lot of things going on and his obsession is quite deep?
"Isn't it related to the Holy Grail?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
"Haha!" The knight smiled bitterly, "Not bad!"
"The failure to find the lost Holy Grail has always been a lifelong regret of mine."
"Now that you have mastered the power of one Holy Grail, can you go and retrieve the other Holy Grail from the Blood Cross Brotherhood for me?"
After hearing this, Ye Feng fell silent and thought for a moment.
He doesn't have the spare time or time to do things for the dead, let alone a Western knight.
However, I just don’t know, if the dagger absorbs the power of two or even more Holy Grails, will it also become stronger?
This fact attracted Ye Feng.
