The huge shadow behind the clouds gradually faded as it floated, and it lasted for more than ten minutes before finally disappearing.
Everything that happened just now was like a hallucination.
"Goddess, what is that...?" Karasius clasped his hands in front of his chest, his lips were a little dry, "That evil and huge..."
Hao Ren remained expressionless and didn't turn his head back: "That's Lochmarton, or a part of it."
All the monks and church knights gasped in unison.
"But it seems that it hasn't completely broken free from the seal." Hao Ren turned around with a calm voice, trying to calm the others down, "That should be its projection in the real world, and the barrier left by the goddess is still blocking it. So it was just shadows just now. But in any case, the imprisonment of the Forgotten Abyss seems to be in jeopardy, and the collapse should happen at any time."
"We should go to Asuman at once," said Calcius quickly.
Hao Ren nodded, and at the same time, his eyes slowly swept across the dimly lit cathedral.
Tired monks, nervous apologists, and frightened refugees—due to the limited number of refugees that can be accommodated in the underground palace, there are also a large number of refugees gathered in the above-ground buildings of the church.
These people are exhausted, and more importantly, their mental exhaustion has reached a dangerous critical point. What they are facing is a nightmare force that cannot be measured by common sense. The stronger the situation, these people can't last long. Therefore, we must find a way to keep them alive before leaving.
He squeezed his chin and muttered softly: "We must find a way to leave a barrier or other protective means for this cathedral..."
When Lily heard this, she quickly covered her tail: "There are not many hairs left!!"
"I didn't tell you to pluck the hair!" Hao Ren glared at the husky spirit angrily, and then took out some red paper from his personal space.
The red paper was obviously peeled off from other places, and the scotch tape that was not torn off could be seen on the edge, and crooked calligraphy could be seen on the front of the red paper. Hao Ren shook the red paper away twice, and saw It is a pair of couplets. The first couplet is: I have been holding back for two months and I don’t know what to write. The second couplet is: I have thought about it for three days to make up a couple of nonsense. The horizontal comment is: as long as there are words...
Friends with better memory should have already remembered that this thing is the authentic Raven 12345...
This couplet was once pasted on the main entrance of the Hao family's mansion. According to the female neuropathy, if a true spirit writes a pen, it will surely turn danger into good fortune. This couplet can make the whole mansion upright and evil. The advanced workers posted the couplets according to the instructions of the leaders, but within two months, they couldn’t bear the shame from the bottom of their hearts, so they took off the couplets again—such an unlucky thing is pasted on the door every day. I came here to take pictures with my mobile phone. What I know is that the young people’s thinking is fresh and refined. Those who don’t know think that there is a room full of performance artists. Who can bear it...
But people from other worlds don't know Chinese characters, they must be able to bear it...
"You put these things on the door of the church to prevent the erosion of nightmares and chaotic forces," Hao Ren solemnly handed the couplet to Father Bernstein with a straight face. When he was serious, he handed it over and explained to others, "This is posted on the left side, this one is posted on the right side, and this one is posted on the side door frame. It is posted horizontally, which is called horizontal batching. Hey, it’s reversed. That’s how it looks... Don’t ask. There are so many, you just treat this as a talisman... I say it is a talisman, it is a talisman! Did the Goddess of Creation also say that small advertisements are not allowed at the gate of heaven?"
Bernstein took the pair of powerful couplets in a daze. After looking at them, Hao Ren felt that there was something wrong with them, so he simply took out two squares of red paper from his personal space and used the ones he had brought over from Raven 12345's office. The two door gates were written with a signature pen, one was written "Goddess Covers Me" and the other was written "Evil Retreats", and then he handed them to the priest with great care: "Paste these two too, the two One on each side of the gate."
He wondered why he was also a Pope, leaving some authentic calligraphy or something, even if it was not as good as Raven's own handwriting, at least it was a sub-sacred artifact. Lily, a husky spirit, can roar a hundred meters in this poor place of Keluo As for Shengguang, he, a certified demigod, can't be worse than Lily. No matter how bad it was, he still wrote it with a Raven 12345 signature pen, and there was a goddess tooth mark on the pen...
The situation in Lu'an City is precarious, and it is always good to have a little more protection.
After all the arrangements were made, Hao Ren and Karasius selected their horses and prepared to set off for the holy crystal mountain Asuman.
When Hao Ren left the cathedral, he looked back and was relieved to see that Father Bernstein had pasted the chapters of red paper on the gate according to his instructions. Believe it or not. The majestic and upright Cathedral of the Goddess of Creation stands quietly in the dark, with a red couplet inscribed by Raven 12345 on the door. The two gods completed the first fusion of divine power under such extremely special conditions, and the painting style collided. The coefficient is at least 20,000 stars...
Hao Ren looked at it for a while, then shook his head and sighed, "It's so fucking festive."
The couplet emits a faint white light in the dark, all evils recede, and evil spirits are hard to invade.
Meanwhile, Hao Ren, Calassius and others led the soldiers from the sanctuary survey team and the sub-race barbarians, and soon arrived near the crystal holy mountain Asuman, and stopped at a place overlooking the foot of the holy mountain. .
The galloping in the wilderness and the twisted monsters bred in the darkness that we saw along the way can be skipped. They just added hundreds of collision victories to Hao Ren's Big Dipper.
Standing on a high ground near the City of Gods, Hao Ren looked into the distance.
Asuman was even more majestic than he had imagined, but it didn't look like a "mountain" in the normal sense at all.
As if a huge cluster of crystals was inserted straight into the ground, Asuman stands abruptly in the center of a circular basin. The white crystalline mountain is steep and neat, and the high and low crystal columns are integrated together to form this eternal The main body of the miracle, the holy mountain becomes thinner as it goes up. On the top of the mountain, one can vaguely see the last floating light and shadow, as well as a faint crack.
And at the foot of Asuman, where was once the city of gods, now there are only large potholes and sporadic ruins left.
As the old bishop Holtzman said, eighty to ninety percent of the entire city of gods has disappeared: the magnificent city buildings have disappeared, and an unpleasant strange smell remains in the air. Large and small giant pits are distributed within the three concentric circles at the foot of Mount Asuman, just like the traces formed after hot molten iron was poured into turpentine. At the bottom of each giant pit, you can also see slightly rising heat, as well as suspicious, shiny condensed matter.
"It looks like a meteorite rain has destroyed the city," Lily said in surprise. "Are those big craters made by meteorites?"
Hao Ren looked at it for a while: "It would be great if Lao Wang was here, he is an expert in this field."
Calassius stood there in the dim light, silent and pale.
Although he had already heard about the shocking incident in the City of Gods from Bishop Holzman before, after witnessing it with his own eyes, he still fell into a huge shock and panic.
Now, only the tenacious willpower of being a high-ranking priest is still supporting him, preventing him from falling down in the cold wind.
"That's the Palace of Icons," Calassius finally said after a while. He pointed to the end of the ruined crater, at the foot of the holy mountain Asuman, and the hoarse voice scared himself Jump, "the supreme center of the church."
Hao Ren also saw that magnificent building - it is a very special twin towers, with a unique style in the Kolo world, the lower part of the Icon Palace is a platinum palace with multiple domes and palace walls , while two tall minarets stand on the upper part, and a long flying corridor extends from the top of the minaret to connect the two spiers, so the structure of the entire Icon Palace looks like a huge door.
Now, this sacred palace has also been shrouded in darkness. The eternal holy light outside the palace has long since disappeared, and only a thin layer of black mist like a veil is hovering endlessly.
Hao Ren's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Icon Palace was not only shrouded in darkness, but in the depths of the black mist, he saw a kind of dim halo, which was like the twilight at dusk.
Evil forces emanated from that building from the inside out.
"If you want to go to Asuman, you must first pass through the Palace of Icons," Karasius suppressed the distress in his heart, and said slowly, "There is a platform in the Palace of Icons, on which you can call the 'gatekeeper' of the Holy Mountain , and then the gatekeeper will open a portal to the interior of Asuman. But to be honest, in this situation... I don’t know what the situation with the gatekeeper is, she may not even respond to us.”
Hao Ren slightly tilted his head to look at the silent "An" and walked forward: "I have to give it a try."
The Icon Palace brings a heavy sense of oppression.
In bright days, this sense of oppression comes from the sacred, from the greatness, from the awe-inspiring aura exuded by the building itself, but now, the oppressive feeling felt by the people standing in front of the Icon Palace is only for the The instinctive repulsion and fear of evil and chaotic forces, the towering temple walls and the towering twin towers above the palace walls stand in the dark, but give people an illusion that they are gradually collapsing—they seem to have become living things. The ghost, trembling and twisting, made a weird whimpering sound under the night sky.
Putting these chaotic hallucinations behind him, Hao Ren was heartbroken and led the team into the gate of the Icon Palace. (to be continued~^~)