In this world, no one can perform such a miracle except those who are blessed by God.
So, is this really a miracle manifested by God
No, it's science.
A little bit of control of variables, a little bit of scientific inference, and a little bit of statistical analysis, and finally the best solution was selected.
If you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you may not be afraid of traveling around the world.
But if you don’t study math, physics and chemistry, life will definitely be full of magic!
"Although there really is magic in this world."
Herbert shook his head and prepared to walk into the barrier in front of him - the passage leading to the Aurora Sanctuary in the fifth area.
Previously, this signpost was occupied by the lava giant that Flora turned into when she went crazy, and was blocked by her after she fell unconscious, which hindered Herbert's progress in conquering the prison.
And now, he can finally continue to advance the map.
But just as Herbert was about to discuss the Dao with the young lady on the next floor, he was stopped by Nenasha: [“I suggest you wait a moment.”]
"Um?"
[“I don’t think you need to be so anxious now. The person inside is not someone you can approach right now.”]
Herbert paused, raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Why, is she dangerous?"
[“It’s quite dangerous for you~”]
"Even though I have officially entered the advanced level?"
["even so."]
Herbert frowned and fell silent.
He didn't think Nenasha would deceive him about such a thing.
If the danger was not serious, He would definitely wait until he went in and suffered the consequences before mocking like a female devil.
The fact that He would take the initiative to warn him in advance only meant one thing—the being inside was probably really dangerous to him now.
"Can you stop it?"
[“Me? Ha! What’s your problem? Do you look down on me?”]
The God of Harmony sneered disdainfully, thinking that this was a provocation to Him.
Am I afraid of her
[“Go in! Go now! You must go in! See if I can stop you!”]
Herbert curled his lips secretly.
You see, it's so urgent.
I just want to ask, how did you break down
"Then I'll go take a look."
Herbert thought about it and decided to try to die a little.
"I'll just go in and take a look, light up the coordinates, and if that doesn't work, I can just back out."
Then, Herbert, who was advancing bravely, actually took a look... not a description, but a real physical look.
He saw an eyeball!
In the pure white space, a huge half-open golden eye hung high in the sky, and six pairs of black wings were floating around it, casting a murderous shadow.
!!!
The moment he saw it, countless overlapping and intertwined songs rang out in Herbert's mind.
(Holy!)
(Holy!)
(He is One and He is All!)
It's a hymn!
But if you listen carefully, the lyrics are extremely blasphemous and depraved, denouncing the corruption of heaven and cursing the hypocrisy of the good gods...
What the hell is this!!!
Before his throat could react, Herbert's body moved on its own, pushing open the door and rushing back into the endless maze.
And the next moment after he left, the dead eyeball slowly turned and looked towards the place where he originally stayed.
Buzz—
There are countless overlapping and intertwined layers, and hoarse voices filled with doubt and confusion echo endlessly in the space.
Eventually, those countless voices gradually became just one.
"Follower?"
…
"Seiya... Ugh, what the hell is that?"
Herbert, who had escaped, frowned and still felt a buzzing in his head, as if someone was singing blasphemous hymns inside.
Holy!
[“Don’t you see?”]
Nenasha was in a good mood and admired Herbert's frustrated look, and said jokingly: ["It's an angel~"]
The two shadow tentacles overlapped each other, as if they were folding their arms in triumph.
[“Hehe, it’s just a fallen angel who voluntarily betrayed the gods. It’s no match for me at all!”]
"… Is that the fallen angel?"
Herbert muttered to himself, trying to recall what he had seen and heard on the fifth floor with the Archbishop - he remembered nothing.
The memory exists, but what I saw and heard then is all clouded by a blur and I can’t remember the details at all.
The only possible clue was that the archbishop patted him on the shoulder twice when he entered and exited the fifth floor.
"Is blurring that memory a form of protection for me?"
In other words, that guy is enough to hurt me just by looking at me
"Yeah, it really does make me lose my SAN."
But the giant eyeball with wings isn't that scary, but the full-angle 3D surround background music is really brainwashing...
After thinking for a while, Herbert decided to put the matter aside for the time being.
Anyway, the teleportation point in the fifth area has been activated, so you can teleport directly when you are strong enough.
The temporary setback did not change Herbert's mentality.
"Since there is no way to capture her in such a short time, let's just ignore her for now and proceed with everything according to the original plan."
"The current power..."
Herbert narrowed his eyes, calculated the cards he could use, and nodded gently.
"That's enough!"
"The stage has been set, and we are just waiting for the actors to come to us... hehe."
His eyes were deep and he spoke softly to himself, as if he was talking to a close friend.
"You guys, please don't let me down."
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Era of Faith, October 1, 3017.
A night with a full moon.
Blood moon.
The usually bright full moon was stained with a strange scarlet color, like a creepy eye overlooking the earth from the sky.
This is the night when evil forces rise, and it is a carnival for the minions lurking in the darkness.
They crawled out of cemeteries, flew out of ancient castles, crawled out of dark sewers and walked out of the wilderness, dancing under the reflection of the blood moon.
The night of the blood moon is bound to be lively.
But none of this has anything to do with Misty Abbey.
The scarlet moonlight poured down, painting the exterior of the ancient monastery eerie, but it could not really change it.
This is a place where the gods are watching and also a place where the gods are on guard.
In this ancient building, time seems to have stood still.
No matter how time passes or dynasties change, this place has never changed and is no different from thousands of years ago.
It stands quietly, as silent as the ascetic monk who lives in seclusion here, fulfilling the promise he once made.
But tonight, this ancient building will welcome a group of special guests.
A group of uninvited guests full of malicious intent, conspiracy and blood.
They came here together, intending to break this ancient silence and drag this place into the night's carnival.
Chapter 109 The show begins (3/3 Sanjiang!!!)
Under the blood moon.
A group of shadows that blended into the night flew quickly from the Misty Mountains and approached the monastery quietly and silently under the shadow of the clouds.
Whoosh—
In just a few breaths, those figures crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and stopped a hundred meters in front of the monastery.
The leading figure took out a purple crystal badge engraved with complex patterns from his arms and held it high. A dim light with a diameter of three meters emanated from it.
The man crept slowly with the badge in hand, moving forward cautiously step by step, and finally passed through a translucent barrier silently... without triggering any alarm!
Seeing this scene, those hiding in the shadows breathed a sigh of relief and felt more confident.
They quickly caught up, sneaking slowly under the cover of light, and successfully passed through the monastery's security barrier.
Perhaps because the actions so far had been too smooth, a sneer of disdain came from the shadows.
"Tsk! That's it?"
The tallest figure among the crowd snorted and said sarcastically, "Oh, this is the Misty Monastery that has scared you for so long? It's nothing more than that!"
The people around him frowned and glared at him, but did not refute him out loud. This was actually what they were thinking in their hearts.
Such a lack of vigilance is truly unworthy of its notorious reputation in the dark realm.
What the hell is this place where heresy ends
But just when the strong man was feeling proud, a sinister voice mocked him:
"Then you can go through the main door and use your loud voice to wake everyone up. You can hold them back by yourself, and we can go and rescue them at this time. Why don't you go? Are you afraid?"
"What did you say!? Who said that?"
The sturdy man became furious upon hearing this and was about to teach the guy who made the noise a lesson regardless of the circumstances.
"Alright! Stop making noise! Be quiet!"
Although a silent barrier was set up, if the sound was too loud, the vibration might attract the attention of the strong in the monastery.
The leader spoke to mediate. He was a dark elf who looked to be in middle age, with a carefully trimmed goatee on his chin and deep eyes full of wisdom.
"Don't let your guard down. This is just the first step. Only when Sfannie is rescued can it be considered a success."
After he finished speaking, someone else echoed him. A female dark elf with a kind face changed the subject and said:
"Speaking of which, although the North Witch's stuff is expensive, it is still effective. It actually works..."
But before her sigh had completely dissipated, a crack appeared on the amethyst badge, and it quickly shattered before anyone could react.