Chapter 385: Open the door

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Although Comelia was slightly impressed by Lin Yun's handsomeness, she still had to do what she needed to do.

One is about the friendly exchange between Mu Zhishi and Dailan.

Regarding this, Lin Yun said that he would leave it to Dai Lan for the time being, and the rest would depend on the situation.

Then during this period of time, the large army of hybrids finally arrived in Huanze City. It was a bit difficult to dispel the rumors and at least let the people of Huanze City accept the hybrids who looked just like monsters. Disaster.

Regarding this, Lin Yun could only say that he would just get used to it.

As for how to arrange these hybrids, Lin Yun found Lan En to inquire. He was basically planning to let them form a community exclusively for hybrids, and then let them live together to make it easier to deal with.

Or choose to scatter them in various corners of the city so that they can integrate into the city.

Lan was also troubled by this and said he needed to go back and discuss it with the village chief.

It seems that the Attack on Titan and Zoo Team haven't completely started fighting yet, but judging from the messages sent back, they have discovered the opponent's marching route. I just don't know if the opponent has discovered them. Let's see if they can set up an ambush or something.

As for the rest, they are basically trivial matters and there is no need for Lin Yun to deal with them one by one.

After spending half a day dealing with them one by one, I left the rest alone.

After checking the map, I found that the Erastil Temple was closer to the shoal where Vortier appeared.

So Lin Yun and the others were directly involved. . . . . A teleportation spell came to the shoal, and then continued to move forward.

After spending almost another day or so.

Lin Yun and the others finally came to a wooden church that looked like a concave rock standing on the ground.

If it were a normal march, it would take almost three days to get here from Huanze City.

The most important thing is that this place is close to the limit of the radiation range of Huanze City, so in the past few days, if it weren't for the plague birds, Lin Yun would have been attacked by demons running around several times.

It can only be said that it is no wonder that Annevia did not send people to search, because it was too dangerous and inefficient.

"Any reaction?" Lin Yun raised his head and looked at the plague bird.

"It seems that there is no one inside, but the church has completely turned into a sinister place." Plague Bird said seriously.

"Really? Then let's go in and take a look first." Lin Yun nodded slightly.

Walking into the church, you can see that the blood of animals has been spattered on the temple and altar, and the wooden walls of the temple are carved with evil messages from the abyss, and the statue of Erastil was smashed into pieces.

"This is... the evil habitation constant fear technique?" Lin Yun said as he felt an itch as if he was being tickled.

"Yes, the caster doesn't look very strong, but this caster is really rich and can actually equip the constant fear spell." Jingtian smacked his lips and said.

"Let me take a look." Lin Yun walked to the edge of the wooden wall and looked at the mosquitoes on it.

The messages were meant to blaspheme and insult Erastil, and the phrase smeared in blood on the altar's forehead was "As Delamere now weeps in the fire, so shall they who follow also go to the fire!"

"It seems like here..." Leon, who was searching the surroundings, came to a ruins and dug out books bound in green leather. "The Bride of the Buck King, what is this?"

"Well, I seem to have heard what Delamere said. It seems to be the Priestess Elastir of Old Sakoria." Xiao Jin said blankly here.

After discovering that Xiao Jin possessed such powerful magical abilities, Lin Yun finally brought the invincible Saint Jin with him.

"Well, it looks like this book was written by the Erastil priestess named Delamere, and she taught in the book that cities are one of the greatest disasters in human history, and any city over 53 Each citizen's settlement is inherently evil. According to Delamere's bizarre and almost incomprehensible teachings, one in fifty-four people in any settlement has an extremely high chance of becoming a traitor to the family. It's based in part on the theory that a family of five is the center of a family of six, with five grandparents, cousins, nieces and nephews.

So the fifty-fourth person will be outside all families, so that's a danger.

She had already lived there before Sakouli was destroyed.

Erastil blessed her with powers beyond mortals. The people there knew that she would stand up to protect everyone. Delamere doesn't like city life. She says that cities breed evil and corrode people's souls. She said people should live in small families and know each other well. Everyone is a relative and everyone has a responsibility to everyone else. No one can hide crimes in the village, everyone in the village knows everything about each other.

She got the inspiration and patrolled from village to village to see how many people were in the village. Once there are more than fifty-three people in a village, she will drive away all the excess people and let them settle elsewhere. Because if you don't do this, the village will become larger and larger and eventually become a small town. Of course, her approach was harsh, but people were willing to listen to her because Erastil was on her side. She possesses unparalleled strength and once single-handedly drove off an entire band of marauders harassing the villagers.

After her death, a tomb was built in her memory.

The tomb was built on the spot where Erastil gave her the gift.

People say that a white stag came out of the forest and walked here. The deer spoke to her in a human voice and told her to hunt it as it was her master's wish. Delamere chased the stag in the forest for three days and three nights, and finally killed it with one arrow. She made a bow from the antlers and armor from the deer hide. The bow and arrows fired without miss, and the armor was blessed by Erastil himself and could deflect enemy attacks.

And from then on, the family of every person who followed her teachings was guaranteed a place in the Great Tomb as well. According to the last few pages of the book, the tomb itself is located in a river of magma underground, located on Weeping Mountain, about 24 miles south of the city of Huanze.

Of note in the final pages is a short message written in ink that Delamere was motivated to do this by saying that the city was too big for her own good. A visit to her tomb for more clues might be in order. .

"Isn't this an environmentalist?" A subtle expression appeared on Jingtian's face.

"Although it seems a little wrong, there seems to be a subtle difference." Lin Yun said, somewhat dumbfounded.

"And it seems that she is still the priestess who is planning to destroy the city of Huanze." Nero's expression also became strange.

"Isn't the soul that Milton is talking about the priestess? If that's the case, I feel like it's better not to resurrect her." Lin Yun pressed his temples. If he resurrected this guy, I'm afraid it wouldn't be the case. Let her demolish Juanze City.

But having said that, as one of the most rigid gods, Erastil seems to completely reject the undead formed by unnatural laws, so if the other party is a true believer, he probably will not agree to be resurrected as an undead.

"Let's take a look first. We're afraid now. It's not that we want to resurrect each other, but that the other party has become an undead spirit." Leon picked up the book and pointed to the last part, which was obviously written by someone else. Something on top.

"Okay, let's go." Lin Yun nodded.

Just like that, Lin Yun and the others walked out of the church and walked towards the south.

Following the road, Lin Yun and the others came to the edge of a valley.

It's just that what's flowing underneath is magma.

A feeling of redness.

But this doesn't mean much to Lin Yun.

Through the records in that book, Lin Yun and the others quickly found the gate.

I saw a huge stone door blocking it, and a huge deer head carving could be seen on the stone door. From a certain angle, it was blatant.

"There are traces of someone entering here recently." Leon discovered the traces at the door almost instantly.

"Then it seems that we have found the right one." Lin Yun said with a smile.

"The question now is, how should this door be opened?" Nero frowned slightly.

Because the huge stone door in front of us is basically equivalent to the kind that even very large creatures can walk through.

There is obviously nothing like a lock on it.

"This seems to be a secret door. Unless there is a special key, you can basically break through it by force. Of course, if you really want to say it, a tomb like this basically has a certain relationship with the gods to a certain extent. If If there are followers of Erastil here, maybe it will open after a little prayer." Jingtian scratched his head and then said.

"Okay, Elastir, we've offended, let's start work on Saya." Lin Yun turned to look at Saya.

Saya shook his body, and then Arles said on the side, "No, Master Saya said that the terrain here is not very good. If you dig a hole here, it will easily cause the lava to flow back."

"...Okay." Lin Yun said helplessly, "It seems like we can only use brute force."

As he said this, Lin Yun pulled out the traitorous expression behind his back.

He slashed down the giant rock gate in front of him with his sword. The adamantine giant sword was enough to break through most obstacles, such as the rock gate in front of him.

The seemingly extremely hard rock felt like tofu in Lin Yun's hands.

After several consecutive slashes, an entrance that could accommodate Lin Yun and the others appeared in front of Lin Yun and the others.

The AC of the door is less than 10, unless something big goes wrong for Lin Yun and his hand becomes sprained.

What's left is pure damage. It's no joke to cut iron like clay.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.