"Vaporization?!" The voice from the communicator stunned both Hao Ren and Lili, and the latter suddenly yelled, "What vaporization? Why are you talking so nonchalantly?"
"We don't know what's going on! The monster has been quiet, but just now it suddenly yelled, and then..."
Hao Ren interrupted the other party: "Don't talk too much, take it into the city immediately! We will go out to meet you!"
It didn't take long before the weird nightmare monster was brought to the cathedral, along with Lily's Warcraft Guards—after finding out the situation in the city, there was no need for these sub-races to continue hiding in the city. Besides, their appearance startled several priests of the Luan Cathedral, but compared to the Shadow of Nightmare, several sub-races are only minor problems.
The monster was indeed evaporating.
Its body is emitting a large amount of smoke, making a slight hissing sound as if it is rapidly vaporizing. As the smoke drifts away, the monster's size is also shrinking at a slow speed that is almost imperceptible to the naked eye. Although the change is extremely slow, due to the already After continuing this state for a while, Hao Ren could still see that it was almost one-third smaller than before, and with the shrinking size, the monster also obviously fell into a weaker state.
In fact, this monster has always been quite weak. Ever since it briefly appeared in Black Rook Fortress, it has been in a half-dead state. After being sent to the Sanctuary, it was suppressed by the sacred power of this place and appeared extremely quiet, but these Weakness was not fatal at one time - until now the phenomenon of "vaporization".
"It's been in this state for thirty minutes, and it's getting worse," said a monk who had been outside the city before. "Before the evaporation started, it yelled some inexplicable words, but there was no logic, and it couldn't be helped." comminicate."
Hao Ren raised his head: "What are you shouting for?"
The monk thought for a while: "There is the name of Loch Marton, there is the Abyss of Oblivion, it also repeatedly mentions the word door and seal... By the way, it also mentions the endless battle, a long battle on the plain... But there is no mention of the battle in any of Colo's histories."
"that's it?"
The monk spread his hands: "That's all. By the way, it uses not only the common language, but also several ancient languages that are about to be lost. We can only barely understand part of those languages."
"Endless War... the gate and Lochmarton..." Hao Ren bent down, checking the condition of the cloud of smoke and flesh, "the latter is easy to understand, it sounds like it's talking about a 'prison', but the former doesn't know anything Interesting."
As he spoke, he cautiously stretched out his hand, through the thick black smoke, to touch the monster's soft, disgusting body.
The place where his right hand was burned by the blood of the goddess was faintly hot, and some dark red traces were slightly revealed. The smoke around the monster seemed to be avoiding this "stigmata", and immediately separated to both sides.
Hao Ren noticed this detail, and his heart moved, and he reached out his hand without hesitation.
At the same time as the cold touch came, a series of hallucinations that rolled rapidly like a slide suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
He saw a magnificent and bright hall being erected, and twenty-one guardians in the shape of giants stood before a mountain of light and swore oaths. Forged of sacred rock and steel, these guardians are as immovable as mountains.
He saw that these guardians were ordered to guard an ancient prisoner, and from the ideas from the spiritual world, he knew that this prisoner was ancient beyond imagination, even older than the eldest son and the guardian giant.
He saw the guardians cultivating life on the earth, using the order of life to suppress and influence the chaotic forces of evil.
He saw the goddess fall, causing all this to fall short, the evil counterattacked, and the order declined.
Numerous images flashed, and many memory fragments were blurred like fleeting images. It seemed that some force forcibly erased and weakened these memories. Hao Ren could only see the end of these memories—
In a desolate world that is always shrouded in dusk, the earth is dry and cracked, the sky is scorching and burning, huge shadows float behind the clouds, countless tentacles and weird limbs piercing the sky pass between the sky and the earth, the ancient evil power is in its own Walking around in the cage, the anger that can swallow the whole world is brewing in the calm.
On the land shrouded in shadow, countless monsters are running rampant, impacting on a giant pillar supporting the heaven and earth. This giant pillar is clean and bright, as if made of pure silver mirror, but what is reflected on the mirror is not the giant pillar Surrounded by parched earth and burning skies, there is another world alive with life.
At the foot of the giant pillar, the blood, limbs, and ashes of all kinds of monsters piled up into mountains. Countless grotesque and twisted creatures were chaotically fighting, as if they were caught in an endlessly burning frantic rage. These monsters seemed to be two camps, vying for the control of the giant pillar, but maybe they were simply controlled by Killing, blindly killing all creatures around them under the will of Lochmarton.
In the next instant, all illusions dissipated.
Hao Ren felt that a long time had passed, but when he looked around, he found that everyone was still in the same position as before, so he knew that the illusion just took a moment.
Lily was the first to come up. The husky girl is very familiar with Hao Ren's ability, so she knew what was going on when he saw Hao Ren lose his focus for a moment: "Landlord, landlord! What did you see?"
Hao Ren waved his hand to signal Lily not to make trouble, then bent down, stared at the lump of meat covered in smoke, and asked slowly and clearly, "I know you can hear my voice now—who are you?"
In the previous direct spiritual connection, he had established a brief and mysterious connection with the "monster". Under this subtle connection, the monster finally regained its clarity, the speed of the smoke and dust evaporating slightly slowed down, and an extremely hoarse, deep voice Passed from the meatloaf:
"I used to be called... Valenhill, Valenhill? St. Tenier? Benedict, I am..."
The speed of the smoke and dust evaporating suddenly accelerated, and there was a sharp cry from the mass of flesh, and before it completely dissipated, it shouted hysterically: "Prison! The entrance of the prison is at the top of Azuman!! At the top of Asuman..."
All the sounds disappeared, and the monster was no longer visible in the cage, only a handful of black smoke was blown away by the wind.
In the unspeakable silence, Hao Ren broke the silence: "Who knows this name?"
"Valenhill Saint-Tenier Benedict," Calcius's sleepwalking voice came from the side, "Benedict III, the Code-bearer, the wise and just man, one of the first popes..."
Everyone was stunned, and the general reaction of the crowd was "you're fucking kidding me", but Lily's Warcraft guards became the calmest—they couldn't understand what Calassius was saying, and they thought about how humans Began to blind BB.
"It says it's the Pope?" Lily's ears trembled, Rao Yixue's brains couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the plot at this time, "By the way, is your Pope Benedict III dead? ?”
"It's already a figure from nearly two thousand years ago," Calcius said in a daze, "as one of the greatest popes in history, his body was placed in the catacombs of the Icon Palace after his death, and he shared with all the ancient sages Companion, forever illuminated by the glory of the goddess."
"That's the former emperor." Lily suddenly felt that she had found a colleague, "I am also the former emperor!"
"Don't listen to her making trouble, her logic is not normal." Hao Ren took the husky aside and looked at Calassius, "This 'monster'... do you think it is credible?"
Calassius spread his hands: "Personally, I don't believe it at all, but..."
"It's too bizarre to make people suspicious, isn't it?" Hao Ren nodded, "And most importantly, there's no need for a 'monster' to lie to us like this. Interesting."
Calassius didn't say a word, but at this moment, there was an exclamation from the window of the cathedral, and several low-level priests who were observing the situation outside near the window screamed in horror: "There is something in the sky!"
A wave of heart palpitations also spread from the bottom of his heart almost at the same time. Hao Ren almost rushed to the window in two steps, and then pushed open the glass window which was particularly obtrusive because of its narrowness and complicated lines.
He looked up to the sky.
I saw that the sky was overcast and cloudy, and the twilight-like brilliance diffused from behind the clouds. In the interweaving of light and shadow, an incomparably huge and indescribable thing was slowly moving behind the clouds.
Countless thick tentacles and grotesque limbs hung down from this thing, like a tornado column hanging from the clouds. These limbs flicked and curled between the sky and the earth, as if licking the earth. The terrifying and malicious scene made the scalp tingle!
Even the most devout and steadfast church fighters couldn't bear the coercion at this moment. The low-ranking assistant priests backed away with pale faces, and the slightly better priests could still recite prayers tremblingly to strengthen their courage. And the weaker people have already shown signs of fainting, as if just looking at those tentacles and shadows is enough to make a mortal lose his mind.
The sub-races were also trembling under the pressure, the demon wolf let out a low growl mixed with fear and anger, the troll kept retreating with his head in his arms, and the furbolg also showed signs of going crazy—until Lily suddenly howled loudly, they didn't know what to do. Finally calmed down.
Hao Ren stood at the window like a statue, neither backing down nor wavering. He faced the shadow of the cloud with a demigod body, resisting all malice and spiritual erosion.
He knew what it was.
Lockmarton. (to be continued~^~)