Chen Yi glanced at the Holy Silver Cathedral juxtaposed with Resurrection Town.
Milo Irons, the successor of Father Christopher, has become the resident priest of the Holy Land since the latter ascended to heaven in the fire.
He was alone in the church hall.
"Prince of Faith, you are high above the Kingdom of Heaven. Lord, hear my prayer."
The four saints' statues face the tall icon in the center of the church. Milu clasped his hands and recited scriptures silently.
Chen Yi listened for a moment, and it seemed that it was just a simple recitation of scriptures.
"Lord, there is one thing I can only tell you." Milu suddenly said after reciting the scripture.
Chen Yi pricked up his ears.
"Patriarch John of Deschanel, another of your humble servants, sent me a letter saying that the emperor of Qinggong intends to raise your army again. Lord, the fallen Holy Land can finally return to yours. It’s in hand.”
Milu couldn't help but excitedly told the news in front of the icon.
Chen Yi couldn't help but frown slightly.
According to the previous deduction, the Army of Truth will sweep into the Holy Land in three years. At the moment, he has not made much changes to Resurrection Town, so... maybe it will still take three years for the Army of Truth to set off.
"In terms of changes... the key points deduced in the last chapter are... the elf assassins, the pagans investigating Resurrection Town, the Temple of the Cross hidden behind the scenes, and... the first syllable of the manuscript .
Now...because of Romea's changes, the elf assassin should no longer be a threat...
Let’s do it again. "
Chen Yi made a decision.
He stopped the Holy Silver Cathedral and Resurrection Town at the same time, calling out the shadow of Resurrection Town.
Qianzhu Yunhai can only deduce the future of Resurrection Town.
After extinguishing some of the lights in the Good and Evil Bell Tower, the phantom of Resurrection Town began to move at an unimaginable speed.
"Ronald, who was quite talented in mathematics, started deciphering the manuscript early together with Qasim."
Chen Yi was not surprised by this.
"That elf, she came to Resurrection Town and went directly to the Lecture School. She went to see the priest Isa...that is, Lomea."
"Um...she was brought here to see me by Lomea?"
Chen Yi was a little surprised.
After all, in the last deduction, the elf assassin was killed by 'himself' after assassinating the baron.
Chen Yi's original idea was to kill the elf before she took action.
But Lomea's changes have brought new variables.
"The elf swore allegiance to me? What a surprise...but...why so much blood."
Chen Yi was a little surprised. On a small mound on the outskirts of Resurrection Town, the elf was covered in blood.
She was in a pool of blood, facing herself, kneeling on one knee.
Then, the phantom of Resurrection Town continued to operate for a while before getting stuck.
Chen Yi knew why it was stuck.
This time it wasn't him who died.
"Because... I left Resurrection Town and went to the ancient holy capital." Chen Yi whispered to himself.
Because I am not in Resurrection Town, I have no way to continue to deduce the future of Resurrection Town.
Chen Yi didn't feel surprised, it actually made sense after thinking about it carefully.
Looking back at the Holy Silver Cathedral, Chen Yi hesitated for a moment.
Compared with other key factors that affect the deduction, it will take the Army of Truth three years to set foot in Resurrection Town.
And Milu, just the resident priest of the Holy Silver Cathedral, can influence the wishes of the emperor, patriarch, pope, and even all true believers... It is really difficult to say.
"Then I won't respond for now."
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Following the guidance of his intuition, Babak came to the tavern where he preached the day before yesterday. Of course, in order to avoid being recognized by others, he did not wear clerical clothes and put on civilian clothes.
The tavern still had the lingering smell of the drunkards who had stayed up all night last night, and he felt worried and irritable.
And when Chen Yi...the person he tried to curse last night stepped into the tavern, Babak stood up quickly and hurried to greet him.
Chen Yi also saw him.
"It's you..." Babak looked around. Although there were not many people, there were not none, otherwise he would have knelt down on the spot.
Chen Yi smiled and said, "You are waiting for me."
"Yes...my co-worker." Babak originally wanted to call him "Emmanuel", but because there were people in the tavern, he hesitated and decided to use another name.
Babak didn't know his name, so he could only call him by common names in the church.
"Then let's change places." Chen Yi said.
Babak led Chen Yi out of the tavern, turned left and right, and found a deserted alley. They stood in the alley.
Chen Yi faced Babak, who suddenly knelt down on his knees, raised his hands, and crawled down.
"Emmanuel, Mahazi, Messiah...my lord...what shall I call you?"
Chen Yi didn't respond much to his sincere greeting, and just said: "You can just call me Chen Yi."
Babak was a little trembling. He looked up at Chen Yi for a moment. When he saw Chen Yi gently nodding, he slowly stood up.
You must know that what you are facing...may be a prophet like Mader, chosen by the Lord of Suffering.
"What do you want?" Babak asked nervously.
"I want to know..." Chen Yi paused and asked, "How to get to the ancient holy capital?"
Babak was a little confused... He did know how to get to the ancient holy capital, because he had served as an attendant to the eldest son of the great elder, but did the person in front of him, who was chosen by the Lord, not know how to get to the ancient holy capital?
He just had doubts and did not dare to doubt the will of the Lord of Suffering.
"Babak," Chen Yi raised his finger, pointed at his throat, and said meaningfully, "This is the choice the Lord has given you."
The ordinary Samburu priest immediately trembled.
Yes, how could he not know this person who was chosen by the Lord?
This is the beloved Lord of Suffering giving himself a test, testing whether he really worships Him, giving himself a choice, and whether he will choose the right path.
"The Lord's arrangement... is really unfathomable." Babak couldn't help but murmured, then came back to his senses, faced Chen Yi, and said excitedly: "Lord Chen Yi, I know how to get there..."
"Say it."
Babak took a deep breath and said: "Sir, I was once Lloyd's attendant, so I accidentally learned how to get to the ancient holy capital.
First of all, the ancient holy city fell into the pale shower, where the dead souls were rampant and dangerous.
And if you want to go there, you must establish contact with one of the powerful dead souls and be... dragged in by them. "
"Drop him in?" Chen Yi asked. Everything Babak said was true, and he could tell it from his soul.
Babak nodded and continued to say respectfully: "Yes, the dead souls of Pale Shower Rain have extremely high intelligence. At the same time, they will also feed on the souls of the world in order to maintain their intelligence and not be swallowed by other dead souls. To this end, they will create rituals and write them into some secret magic books to lure people astray.
And I happen to know the contact ritual of that dead soul. However, there are a few ingredients that are harder to find: two of them are Elf's Blood and God's Blessing. "
