"Cut off your connection with the gods?" Wang Yu asked the old priest again with a doubtful tone.
The solemnity in the old priest's tone made Wang Yu feel a little troubled. It sounded serious.
But it's still the same problem. Wang Yu doesn't understand what this means.
In Wang Yu's view, gods are super awesome extraordinary creatures who are so powerful that they can directly share their power with their followers.
Then it was limited to this. Aviya had just attended the small night class for one day, and she just systematically learned the path of the knight profession.
You may have to ask Aviya about this fog later.
"Yes, it's unbelievable, isn't it? This is also the reason why I am stationed in this small village."
"I guard this land that is isolated from the glory of the gods for the gods." The priest nodded, with the glory of a devout believer on his face.
"It's really unbelievable." What else could Wang Yu say, he could only nod.
"Mr. Father, is it because the fog in this forest has become thicker recently?" Aviya suddenly interrupted the conversation between Wang Yu and the priest.
"Yes, it was about six to eight days ago. Do you still remember the woman when I met you?"
"It was her son who chose to go into the misty forest to hunt at night seven days ago and never came back."
"It should be at that time that the thick fog suddenly became abnormal." The priest confirmed Aviya's question.
Aviya turned her attention to Wang Yu beside her. Wang Yu was a little confused at first, so he and Aviya looked at each other.
Five seconds later, Aviya blushed and turned her head away.
Wang Yu just realized that, yes, Aviya's aunt was in this misty forest seven days ago.
And seven days ago, it was almost the time when Aviya was transferred to the old wizard Ye Ge by Iron Wall Knight Oka...
"So, the changes in the misty forest are related to Aviya. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?"
Wang Yu was sweating a little, so they should be blamed for this?
But it can't be calculated that way. After all, they are also victims. The real perpetrators, Obi-Wan and Yego, have gone to hell.
In Wang Yu's opinion, Oka and his master are also destined to die...
"Father, tell me about your previous experience of entering this forest."
Wang Yu kept his normal expression, did not continue to think, and chose to ask about the priest's unique experience.
"Oh, that was really an unforgettable experience. People in the village don't like to hear it because it's a bit ominous."
"But I think you won't mind this, and it should be of some help to you." The priest's tone was full of nostalgia, the kind of tone that is unique to the elderly and reflects on the past.
The priest began to tell his story at a calm and smooth pace...
More than forty years ago, the priest, who was still a young man and a young missionary priest, chose to go out to preach in order to win more believers for his god.
Young and ambitious, he chose to preach alone, which was very popular in the church.
Without escorting knights, he only takes supplies and a holy book to go to places that have not yet been enveloped by the light of the Lord, and open up the divine kingdom on earth.
Of course, this method of preaching is very mild. It doesn't matter if the residents don't believe it. As long as those who have opinions don't attack them, the Illuminati Cult will not attack them.
The young priest set out with full enthusiasm, and the place he came to was near this misty forest.
There are not many people living nearby, and there is only this unknown small village around the village.
The young priest walked for many days. Although he did not suffer any harm due to his magic, he was somewhat disappointed. He could not find anyone, which made the young priest feel a little depressed.
However, one day while camping, a daily revelation inspired the priest again.
The first-level divine spell of the Light God Sect, the revelation spell that can only be used once a day, told him that someone lived nearby.
This made the young priest who had been working in vain for several days so excited that he packed up his things and set off in a hurry.
But after all, without the physique of a knight and without a horse as a mount, the physical strength of a priest is limited after all.
The sun was setting in the west, and we had only reached the edge of the misty forest. The remaining guidance from the revelation told the priest that beyond this forest, there would be people living on the other side.
Seeing that the setting sun was about to sink into the horizon, the priest decided to travel through the night.
The young priest used the second-level divine spell of uplifting light. With the blessing of the divine spell, his body that had become tired from traveling all day was no longer tired.
The priest decided to complete this journey overnight with the blessing of divine magic. So, in the fog of dusk, the young priest walked into the fog.
When he first entered, the priest didn't feel anything was wrong, but as the sky darkened, the forest became darker and darker, and the fog became thicker.
Strange howling sounds began to appear all around. It sounded like the laughter of a child crying, which was very scary.
But the priest did not panic. This was the cry of the Lin Witch. The Lin Witch was a bird with an ugly woman's face and had low-level illusion and curse abilities.
It likes to torture its prey, letting them die in panic and fear, and then eats their corpses.
Some scholars believe that forest witches can gain strength from the fear of their prey, but this ability has not been proven so far.
Because the forest witches discovered so far are all quite weak, even ordinary people can only see some hallucinations and be poisoned by poisons that will be fine as long as they are purified in time.
As long as you don't panic and have some experience, survival won't be a problem
But this time it seemed a little different. The priest felt that his steps in the fog became heavier and heavier, and those strange howlings seemed to be getting closer and closer to his ears.
A woman's figure seemed to appear in the shadow of the leaves among the dense woods in front of her. She couldn't see clearly, but she could tell that her figure was somewhat deformed.
"No, no, no, why am I tired? The duration of the uplifting light has not ended yet, these damn forest witches!"
The profession of a priest does not require that everything he says should be civilized. The priest cursed the damn birdman and was surprised at the vision he saw and his increasingly tired body.
But cursing couldn't stop him from getting more and more tired. The priest checked himself and found that the power of the second-level magic of Invigorating Light was almost exhausted.
As a last resort, the priest recited a prayer, hoping to give himself another magical spell to cheer him up.
At least get rid of these damn hallucinations. The figure of the deformed woman put a lot of pressure on the priest.
Then greater panic came. He found that he could no longer use magic, his bond with the gods disappeared, and he could no longer sense his master.
The bright and holy figure hanging in the sky that could be felt during prayer disappeared.
What replaced it was... an endless gray haze of deathly silence.
"God, where are you?" The young priest began to panic, calling out to his Lord but receiving no response.
The howling in my ears became closer and closer, and the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.
Panic began to occupy the priest's heart. He couldn't help but start running, and the uncontrollable fear began to grow.
But running in the jungle at night without being able to see the way is not a wise choice. Even walking quickly is better than running. Once you hit a tree, it will be a big problem.
Fortunately, the priest who was running in panic did not hit the tree.
He ran staggeringly, and the shadow-like fear in his heart became more and more like a chemical reagent catalyzed by a catalyst, growing, expanding, and spreading under the roar of the forest wizard's laughter that kept ringing in his ears.
The air in his lungs seemed to be squeezed out by himself. The priest gradually found it difficult to breathe. There was a cramp in his chest. Fear was mixed with a bad feeling. His physical strength had bottomed out...
Originally, his physical strength was maintained by the uplifting light of divine magic. After losing the blessing, his physique plummeted into an ordinary person.
After running for so long in a panic and breathing unsteadily, I was lucky enough not to hit a tree, but it also consumed a lot of energy. It was difficult to breathe for a while, and my legs became extremely heavy.
But the fear in his heart drove the young priest to run, panting, but frantically squeezing his own strength to keep running.
Tired, scared, in pain, and so uncomfortable that the priest was about to explode.
Suddenly something seemed to trip over the sole of his foot, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden. He was thrown far away, and his clothes were torn to pieces, leaving several tears.
There were also several scars on his arms. The pain and weakness made the priest try to get up several times without success.
But the sudden impact seemed to clear his mind a lot, and the howling in his ears suddenly cleared up. The pain suppressed the illusion of nerves, preventing the illusion from appearing again.
The illusory howling in the priest's ears disappeared. After a while, the man became much more awake and calm, and he struggled to get up.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the pain, the auditory hallucinations were gone, and his fear was somewhat washed away by the pain.
He raised his aching head, and under the moonlight, the forest was still dark and groggy.
But the sight of a woman in front of him made the priest irritated again. The hallucination was still there, which was really uncomfortable.
He shook his head vigorously, punched himself hard, and the whistling and auditory hallucinations that started to appear again were washed away by the severe pain.
After getting rid of the hallucination again, the priest decided to just walk in pain all the way. Even if it hurt, it was much better than the fear caused by the hallucination.
Taking a step forward, the priest paused, but the woman's hallucination was still there.
"Bang!" The priest punched himself, and blood flowed out from his nose. The painful nerves were almost numb, and his head was so clear that he died...
"嘘嘘嘘" is the sound of the priest's teeth starting to chatter. He is still there, and the woman is still there...
His whole body began to tremble, and the fear that could not suppress the pain filled the poor priest's whole body. His legs and feet became weak and he could not control himself, and his hands began to tremble.
A sober mind cannot see hallucinations...then that woman is not a hallucination? !
Fear instantly exploded in the priest's mind, tears began to fall unconsciously, and his expression became distorted and painful uncontrollably.
He shouldn't be so afraid. There is something that is shaking the strings of this guy's rationality in the illusion, making his rationality shaky and dominated by fear.
As if sensing the priest's fear, the howling sound of the forest wizard appeared again. This time it was not an illusion, but coming from that woman... that woman!
Overlapping screams filled the ears of the priest with a distorted face. How could there be so many, how could there be so many forest witches screaming at the same time.
The priest screamed, not understanding how this could happen.
Then, he knew why. The woman's figure was shattered, and the deformed body was torn apart, but still connected piece by piece.
In the dim forest, his eyes that had adapted to the darkness saw clearly and saw.
That was not the figure of a woman, it was a "woman" made up of forest witches with bird bodies and human faces clustered together.
Together they howl, overlap, and frenzy.
This twisted monster began to stumble towards the priest in a human form, with a crazy smile on the face of the forest witch that formed the face of the "woman".
The face of an ordinary Lin Wu is just ferocious, but he cannot express any expression, he just has a weird smile.
But this one was smiling, laughing wildly, revealing its ragged, sharp, dense teeth, and making a scary, weird smile like a human being. This was a crazy forest witch!
The priest's mind had shut down. In addition to fear, he just kept calling the Lord's name. He watched the monster getting closer and closer, making a terrifying scream.
When he was about to be approached, the thread in the priest's mind snapped and he fainted. The weirdo was so close.
At the last second before he fainted, what he saw was the expressionless face of the crazy Lin Wu, and the holy scripture that suddenly burst into light.
When he woke up again, he was covered in bruises and had been taken away for treatment by the villagers of the unknown village. The holy book was missing.
"Hmm, the holy scripture in my hand now was copied by me," the priest said with a hint of pride.
Is it something to be proud of when the holy book is lost? By the way, this priest has a big life, and so does his heart. Look how frightened Aviya is.
Wang Yu glanced at Aviya, who started to tremble next to him. He pinched the corner of Wang Yu's clothes and pressed herself against Wang Yu's back. He patted her back to let her relax.
Wang Yu had to admit that the priest's story was indeed scary. The sense of fear and the priest's expression when he told it were enough to make people immersive.
Although Wang Yu is not afraid, Aviya seems to be really scared.
The priest returned to normal after he finished speaking. It could be seen that the scene he saw before he fell into coma strengthened his belief in the God of Light.
Thinking about it, it was a miracle that saved this unfortunate guy. The God of Light is indeed a good big brother.
"Thank you for your story." Wang Yu greeted the priest, picked up the jar of holy water with his left hand, and went out holding Aviya, who was still shaking, with his right hand.
This story doesn't explain anything. As long as the fog is avoided, the problem is not big.
"Goodbye, the God of Light will guide you." The priest waved goodbye to them.
"Thank you for the guidance." He thought to himself that the God of Light was so generous. Even though he was not a believer, he also gave guidance. Wang Yu turned around and thanked him.
He said goodbye casually and did not notice the priest's slightly trembling body.
The fear deeply buried in the haze more than forty years ago has not been forgotten with the passage of time.
The deepening of faith only made the priest stronger. No one knows how much courage it took for this devout believer to revisit the past...
"Are you okay, Aviya?" Wang Yu took Aviya back to the entrance of the village, leaned down, patted her on the shoulder, and asked about the girl's condition.
Aviya shook twice more, and Wang Yu thought she hadn't recovered yet.
Suddenly, the girl stretched out her hands and grabbed Wang Yu's shoulders. She looked at Wang Yu with her still trembling eyes, and her tone was trembling but unexpectedly firm.
"We can't wait. If the news that I'm still alive is sent back a minute later, my mother will be in more danger. We have to enter the misty forest. No matter how dangerous it is, help me, Wang Yu!"
Raising his eyebrows, Wang Yu didn't expect Aviya to think so.
It seems that the girl's trembling before was not only the fear of the story, but also the fear that she would not enter the forest because of the danger.
This will prevent the news that she is still alive from being transmitted smoothly to the family, and Aviya's mother will be in greater danger as she is alone.
What a very strong girl.
Wang Yu smiled and knocked on his chest with his fist, "Knight Attendant Wang Yu, at your service."
Are you kidding me? Wang Yu will be scared? He was never afraid, and he promised to serve him wholeheartedly for one year. Wang Yu's promise has always been very credible and heavy.
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The sun gradually reached noon again, and the bright sunshine made the misty forest become brighter.
The whole forest was sparkling, but there was nothing like the gloominess in the old priest's story.
The priest standing at the door of the church holding a tea cup watched Wang Yu lead Toret and Aviya into the misty forest with a smile in his eyes.
If it's the "Night Blade", there should be no problem. I hope the holy water can help them.
Entering at noon is indeed a good way. I don't know what they are going in for. The changes have become more and more serious recently. I hope their goal is to solve this.
Seeing the figures of the two men and one horse disappearing into the cover of the trees, the priest smiled.
Suddenly, his smile froze.
The bright misty forest suddenly seemed to be covered with a black veil and began to become gloomy.
In the sunlight, it seems to be covered by something invisible.
The shadowy darkness began to emerge, and traces of gray mist began to surge. Under the blazing sunshine, a majestic appearance appeared.
Slowly but unstoppably, it enveloped the entire forest...
"Ping-ka" was the sound of the teacup in the priest's hand falling to the ground and breaking into countless pieces. His pupils were trembling uncontrollably, and his whole body was shaking.
The fear that had not faded for forty years came to mind again, "That monster, that monster..." The Adam's apple squirmed, and a trembling whisper came from the mouth...
The priest saw a strange female figure following Wang Yu and his party silently into the invisible mist.
As if aware of the old priest's gaze, the figure paused and revealed an invisible, crazy smile in the mist.
The fear of the young priest more than forty years ago overlaps with the fear of the old man who is now over fifty years old. How could that crazy Lin Wu...
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