"Sister of Thorns" Ms. Shirley Winster is a divine body cultivated by the Church of Nature, and also belongs to the ascetic monk.
Her eyes have continuous thorn lines, which even seep into the eyelids. Of course, in the battle of Mount Xikar, because of Iluna's outstanding performance, and the evil **** was suppressed by the moon **** called by the "God Caller" immediately after the evil **** appeared, the Church of Nature did not use the **** descending ceremony in the end. After all, the enemies people faced back then were not gods, but undead evil creatures born from level 0 relics.
As for the barefoot ascetic monk in sackcloth in front of him, if Xia De guessed correctly, it should be a descended body prepared by the Church of the Sun for the **** of the sun and the earth [Old Man with the Lamp]. Otherwise, it cannot be explained. Like Xia De, he can directly touch the mud flowing on the ground without relying on any force.
Even Iluna, who is still on the airship, can't do this.
The scruffy ascetic nodded, but did not comment on Shad's words:
"I'm just looking at the situation. Although I also have the power of the earth, I can't purify the twisted and crazy land. Tonight, it's up to you and that venerable soul to deal with all this."
He's using the singular here:
"There are believers of the evil **** on the top of the mountain. They want to use what happened tonight to make important preparations before the arrival of the evil god. You must be prepared to face the power of the evil god."
"I have seen the power of evil gods a lot."
Xia De said with a smile, and then asked the other party:
"If that **** really came to the Randall Valley in the near future when the first Randall flower blooms, what would you do? The ascetic shook his head slightly:
"Do what we can do. Godcaller, the story of the Randall Valley is coming to an end, and the church has discovered the many secrets hidden in this ancient city and this ancient land. We know that you are also in private You have done a lot of things, so this time...if that **** really came down to the Randall Valley, what would you do?"
Xia De also shook his head:
"Of course I do what I can."
He looked towards the top of the mountain, like people dancing around the "Black Mud Fountain":
"Then I'm going, the guardians may already be waiting for me." "Please wait a moment, the truth about the guardians...may surprise you."
Hearing this, Xia De looked at the ascetic monk inquiringly:
"So, the Church already knows the truth about the Guardian?" The man with a haggard face had a serious expression on his face:
"God caller, don't underestimate the Orthodox Church. For nearly two thousand years before you appeared, it was the Church that guarded the material world of the Sixth Era. We do know the truth about the Guardian, but The truth may be strange, so I will not comment."
This is good news. Even if Xia De didn't understand the truth about the guardian, Iluna would be able to find out when Iluna came to the local area a few days later and asked Iluna to ask.
The ascetic monk seemed to come here just to say these few words to Xia De. Before Xia De could go up, he turned around and walked down the hill.
Xia De had heard from Luvia before that most of the ring magicians trained by these churches for the descending of the gods are somewhat different from normal people in spirit. This is not only because they have to go through hard penance, but also because they are closer to the gods than any normal person. Now that she came into contact with similar people again, Luvia's statement was even more confirmed.
After being separated from the ascetic monk, Xia De continued to walk up the hill path flowing with black mud. As tiny shimmers of light rose from the soil, those shimmers gradually gathered around him into a soul.
The robed Mr. Thomas Granger, whom he had only met once in the Emerald Dream, finally reappeared after nearly two months. He walked towards the top of the hill together with Xia De in silence, the faintly glowing spirit body illuminated Xia De's curious face:
"It's been a long time, Mr. Granger. Your family is still looking for your whereabouts. After the incident in the Randall Valley is over, should you dream about your funeral to the contemporary Earl Granger? "
Soul glanced at Shad
at a glance:
"If that's your request, fine."
The trail at the end was not long. After reaching the top of the hill, I saw that the five cultists in black robes who had appeared here were really dancing. To be more precise, they were dancing around the three black stone statues floating in the "Black Mud Fountain" that had lifted off the ground, exuded a silver blasphemous aura.
The carving skills of the three stone statues are extremely exquisite, one is a child of twelve or thirteen years old in luxurious clothes, the other is a young man of Xia De's age wearing ordinary clothes, and the other is a beggar-like Ouyang in rags. An old man of the age of Priest Goose.
The lifelike appearance of the three stone statues almost made Xia De think that they were all petrified living people. And soaking in the black mud is causing even more bizarre changes to the three stone statues.
What the cultists danced was an ancient sacrificial dance, which didn't look ridiculous, but had a weird sense of solemnity. At the same time that Shad and Mr. Thomas Granger had also reached the top of the hill, even as the gushing black mud splashed on them, the dance ended and the cultists gathered.
Like a cold, the High Ring Warlock said with a very dull voice.
Xia De looked at the three stone statues suspended behind them:
"I still don't understand, what good will it bring you if you summon your gods to destroy the world?"
High Ring Warlock replied:
"When everything comes to an end, human beings will not survive. Only by turning the world into an eternal rock can we lead us to a new world."
The believers of the [Lord of the Blood Feast] will also become God's food and be with God as a way of surviving at the end of the end. It has been more than half a year since I met the cultist for the first time, and now I hear similar arguments again, Xia De has a different view.
Of course, he still believes that this kind of statement is no different from excreting exhaust gas.
"Guardian, our purpose is not different from yours. When the Lord comes, the power of the Lord will rebalance the land of the Randall Valley, and your mission will be over."
The High Ring Warlock said to Mr. Granger again, who shook his head:
"The balance you talk about is different from the balance I think. Although your gods also respect the great earth, it is different from the earth I guard."
"Since this is the case, please rest here. The glory of my God will shine on you."
Warlock Gaohuan nodded and waved behind him. The three stone statues flew out of the "Black Mud Fountain" and left the black mud. The aura on the surface of the filthy stone statues was even more dazzling, and the sense of oppression of the profane elements was even more astonishing. And when they got out of the black mud, Xia De saw more details. The stone statues had faces, but each one had their eyes closed.
These three stone statues are very likely to be the descended bodies prepared by the cultists for the evil gods, otherwise this terrifying sense of power cannot be explained.
Not only Shad, but even Mr. Granger's soul face showed a dignified expression.
The two took a step back, and after the three stone statues fell to the ground, the one representing youth and the one representing old age were respectfully covered with black cloth by the cultists, and then carried behind their backs by two high-ring magicians:
"Then see you next time."
Among the five, the two middle-ring warlocks and the two high-ring warlocks quickly evacuated from the other side of the hill, leaving Shad and Mr. Granger standing ready to confront the bearded middle-aged man Shad was familiar with.
He said to Xia De very seriously:
"You let me go last time, I should have thanked you."
"You don't need to thank me. You gave me the information on Watson Manor. This is a fair deal. But I also said that when I meet you again, I will not let you go."
Xia De pulled out the orange long sword from the air, and the bearded man who was illuminated by the blasphemous spiritual light smiled slightly.
Shaking his head slightly:
"I know you're a good person, so I want to remind you one last time, sometimes, people really shouldn't meddle in things that don't belong to them."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shad and Granger to react~www.mtlnovel.com~, he reached out and pierced his chest, and then forcibly dug out his heart.
He didn't die immediately, but when Xia De waved his hand to slash the Moonlight Slash, he handed his heart to the stone statue of a child beside him:
"Praise my lord [Stone Heart Demon], may the heart of the earth be with you."
The corpse fell into the mud on the ground, and Xia De's attack was blocked by the stone statue of a child who raised his left hand. That not-so-big stone palm actually pinched the bright yellow Moonlight Slash and pinched it Became moonshine crumbs.
At the same time, the stone statue's right hand lightly caught the bleeding heart, and then pressed it against his chest.
An irregular crack was opened on the surface of the stone, like the mouth of a ferocious beast, and the heart that was voluntarily offered was put into it.
For a moment, Xia De thought that the evil **** was about to descend, and then realized that according to the investigation, the **** descending ceremony of [Stone Heart Demon] is definitely not that simple.
But even so, the diffused silver blasphemous aura still formed a materialized energy shock wave, sending Xia De flying. In an instant, the world spun, and the world seemed to be turned upside down. And the "she" in the ear is still gently reminding:
[Outsider, you have come into contact with "blasphemy", and you have a feeling for "heart". 】
[Attention, due to the influence of divine magic power, any strenuous exercise you will make your heart beat far beyond the normal range. For your health, try to keep your body and mind as calm as possible. 】