In the town square, the Celestial Sphere Cult once again showed its noble and upright demeanor.
Following the reminder before paying, Amira and others looked in the direction of the chapel with ugly expressions on their faces.
They seemed to be obviously ashamed that they were about to disturb other people's sleep.
But it was hard to disobey orders, and soon the three of them exchanged glances.
"Go in and have a look."
Simon, who was the most emotionally stable among them, announced the final decision. Of course, when he said this, he looked at Fu Qian.
It was obvious that this person had not forgotten his mission because of the strange situation in front of him, and he still maintained his demeanor of solving problems.
"Okay, this voice even sounds familiar to me."
Fu Qian didn't mind this at all and readily agreed.
Even when passing by the square, he said hello to an old lady on a bench who was feeding pigeons and was the only human being in sight.
Unfortunately, the latter was obviously more timid. He didn't even raise his head. He just stretched out his left hand and showed a handful of peas to Fu Qian, as if asking you if you wanted to eat them.
As someone who had eaten breakfast, Fu Qian naturally declined politely and at the same time looked at the three teammates with a questioning look.
There is no doubt that he was also rejected, and Amira's expression was already indescribable.
As expected, I was used to fine food and was a little picky about breakfast.
Fu Qian shook his head with regret, raised his hand and pressed on the door of the chapel with exquisite patterns, and pushed it gently.
There is no lock, but it cannot be opened.
The three Simons were obviously watching his movements the whole time, so they naturally noticed this scene.
So when Fu Qian raised his hand to knock on the door, Amira grabbed him directly.
Simon on one side suddenly raised his broadsword again.
Lead flames rose, and when Amira stood aside with Fu Qian, Simon stepped forward silently, pointing his weapon at the door.
squeak--
However, at the next moment, with a slight friction sound, the door in front of him actually opened a crack by itself.
Not only that, even the weird chanting stopped.
Sure enough, this method of waking people up is more efficient.
Fu Qian was filled with admiration when he saw it, and without waiting for any prompting, he stepped forward again and pushed open the door.
hiss!
The sound of breathing behind them sounded almost simultaneously.
…
The area of the church is not large, and the structure is quite simple, which can be seen at a glance.
It was empty and silent, but under the pulpit, which was considered exquisite at the moment, the tables and chairs were in a mess.
But that doesn't mean there's no audience.
Looking up, there was someone lying diagonally in the air above the huge emblem of the Celestial Sphere Order.
That's right, I couldn't see any place to draw strength from, just lying there in a very special posture, as if I hadn't woken up from a nap.
One of the evidences for saying this is that this person hasn't even had time to get dressed.
In fact, around him, there were more than ten people, fat or thin, male or female, all stretching in the air in the same posture.
Along with breathing, their bodies are even gently floating up and down.
It’s a familiar scene!
He sighed before paying, and even walked very lightly when walking into the church.
Once upon a time, I saw a similar scene in a place called Old City.
He even opened the door to the underground vault as a member of the team.
To be fair, that scene was even more eye-catching at the time.
"How is this going!"
The next moment, Amira finally transformed into the first rude visitor and let out an incomprehensible sigh.
"So what does Lord Prout look like?"
He made a shushing gesture before paying, setting an example by himself, and asked in a low voice.
While speaking, he even looked at the appearance of each person in the air in turn, as if he was preparing to check based on the answer.
…
Unfortunately, the scene in front of her and the problems before payment seemed to be a bit too much for Amira.
She looked at Fu Qian blankly, and it was difficult for her to answer for a moment.
"Lord Prout is not inside."
The next moment, it was Simon who spoke for her, while putting on a posture of full alert.
"... Judging from the clothes on the ground, they should be residents of the town, plus a few trainee members. The sound just now should have been made by them."
Reginald's face was obviously quite ugly, but he still carefully observed the ground and came to a conclusion.
"It's hard to understand. What happened here? Where did Mr. Prout go?"
…
It was obvious that this question was a bit profound, and neither Simon nor Amira, who had come back to his senses, found it difficult to answer.
"You'll know just by asking."
Fu Qian on the side actively offered suggestions.
"According to Amira, Mr. Prout has been here for a long time, and all the residents should know him."
are you serious?
This suggestion successfully attracted two pairs of disbelieving looks from him, which seemed to contain concerns about his mental condition.
However, Fu Qian seemed unaware, and the next moment his eyes were locked on a body that was almost at the highest point of the dome.
When I was in the old city, I finally found an elegant lady and had a friendly and candid exchange with her. It was similar this time.
"Hi!"
The next moment, Fu Qian waved his hand towards the face covered with long hair without controlling the volume.
There was a commotion in the air. This sound seemed to finally disturb people's dreams. All the faces slowly turned towards the crowd.
The breathing that had weakened just now also stopped completely.
…
Unfortunately, after the silence lasted for about five seconds, the response was preceded by a chant that was much more harsh than before.
Even the weird wheezing was an octave higher, and it was even more thrilling and contagious, making people feel itchy from the depths of their bones.
Of course, this is what Fu learned from observing his teammates beforehand. For him, this impact is still a bit off.
At the same time, he also gained another observation. It was someone else singing with his eyes closed, and the gasping sound came from under the long hair of the person he greeted.
"There are invisible things entangled in their bodies, and it seems to have an impact on their mental state. It's very dangerous-"
Reginald's eyes suddenly froze before he even finished speaking.
After sizing it up, the Dark Moon apostle actually jumped lightly to grab the pillar next to him, and with the help of his strength, he nimbly jumped to a higher place, seemingly not hearing his own reminder at all.
...This guy really wants to inquire about it?
Amira, who also noticed this scene, was stunned with bright lines flashing on her body.
Almost as soon as the shield, which can be called a stress response, was deployed from his body, the volunteer scout had already arrived next to the target he had just greeted. He grabbed a corner of the dome and hung there in the air.
"Hello madam, could you take a moment?"
During the disturbed breathing, his voice came from afar.
"I wish I could tell you about our Pope and Savior, the great Dark Moon."