Chapter 779: The church inside (please vote for the super large chapter)
Chapter 780 The church inside (please vote for the super large chapter)
The huge and distorted praise filled He Ao's mind, as if He Ao's entire soul was torn apart, and dark tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
However, this did not greatly affect He Ao's thinking and judgment. He stared at the light that covered his eyes, and various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.
He could clearly feel that when he uttered the syllable 'Atmolaya', there seemed to be some vast and great vision projected over him from far away in time and space.
And it is also because of the projection of this gaze that the power hidden in the pendant is activated, and further affects the space around the church.
It seems that this may be a 'simplified' 'ritual'.
The syllable "Atmolaya" may come from some mystical language, and its correct pronunciation can achieve some mystical effects.
And there is a high probability that this syllable is related to 'eternal light', otherwise it would not attract the attention of eternal light.
However, the effect of this kind of long-distance "gaze" is not as good as the communication ritual, and it cannot establish a stable "communication" link between the speaker and the god.
The actual effect seems to be to attract the 'eternal light' for a moment, and then the eternal light glances here and glances at the speaker.
However, even this simple 'gaze' carries unbearable pollution for most ordinary people.
It seems that the Eternal Secret Cult should have some kind of technique that can reduce the impact of this pollution. However, according to He Ao's understanding of these evil god sects, this technique is most likely to be a method that only 'believers' can use.
Even this pollution itself is one of the methods to select the core members of the sect.
If you can't even withstand the pollution of your own gods, then how can you be a core believer of the gods?
This may also explain why the believers of the Eternal Esoteric Cult that He Ao met all seemed a little crazy.
In fact, most believers of evil gods are somewhat crazy, but the direction of madness is different depending on the god.
And when He Ao's thoughts flashed rapidly, the distorted light that filled his eyes gradually faded away.
The first thing that caught his eye were rows of wooden chairs, and directly in front of these wooden chairs was an exquisite wooden cabinet.
Above this exquisite cabinet, there is an invisible but seemingly tangible radiance suspended. Two huge glazed windows stand behind this radiance, reflecting the holiness and majesty of this radiance, making people unable to help but admire it.
He Ao suppressed the strange feeling in his heart that tried to make him kneel down, and turned to look around.
The towering dome is covered with reliefs and the beautiful glazed window sashes.
The hazy light passes through the translucent glass and shines from outside the hall into the inside of the hall, forming hazy light pillars.
A holy and simple feeling permeates this spacious hall.
This seemed to still be the hall he was standing in before, but the glazed windows that were originally painted on the stone walls now turned into real glazed windows.
The stone cabinet, which was disguised as a wooden cabinet with no gaps, now turned into a wooden cabinet that can actually be opened and closed.
He Ao glanced at the direction of the small door where he came in. The small door that was painted as a stone wall had now completely turned into a solid stone wall.
He turned around and looked behind him.
A towering door covered with exquisite reliefs stood behind him, majestic and oppressive.
The 'disguised' church hall, here, became a real church hall.
No scene outside the window can be seen through the glazed windows, only those that shine into the hall through the glazed windows, and the seemingly holy brilliance remains unchanged.
In He Ao's perception, the "warmth" and "holiness" of this hall have an obvious "sense of vanity".
It's nice and pretty, but unreal.
In He Ao's other layer of 'spiritual vision', this perception is more straightforwardly reflected.
From that view, the entire hall and everything in the hall were almost made up of stacked twisted patterns. Standing in the middle of the hall, He Ao seemed to be floating in a sea of twisted patterns.
And among these twisted patterns, there are also some twisted radiances. These radiances swim among the twisted patterns that form the hall, exuding a sense of terrifying oppression from an unseen high-level existence.
And at the 'lowest level' of these twisted patterns, He Ao vaguely felt some kind of 'painful roar'
This is not consistent with the characteristics of any scene that Ho Ao saw in the outside world.
This place may no longer be in the surface world.
This hall may be a "special space" constructed entirely of extraordinary power and brilliance that may come from "gods' gifts".
He Ao is no stranger to this kind of space, because the mirror space created by the extraordinary item "Mirror Coin" obtained in his main world is also a space that does not seem to exist in the surface world.
It's just that the mirror space is far less majestic and magical than the church hall.
He Ao's eyes continued to scan the hall. Except for the door, there seemed to be no 'passage' to other places in this hall.
He came here to find a way to find the bodies of his parents. When he was following the red-haired woman on a 'tour' of the church, he also searched all the main churches in the surface world.
The ending was as he expected, the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Novis were not in the church on the surface world.
Previously, Kate said that the corpses of Iroh's parents had relatively high "spirituality" and were sent to the main church. It was obvious that the main church had some extraordinary use.
In the case where there is an inner church, it is safer to place such supernatural-related corpses in the inner church.
So when He Ao knew that the inner church existed, he was ready to enter the inner church.
Of course, after entering the inner church, he can also better understand some of the 'secrets' of the Eternal Secret Cult.
However, the 'standards' of this inner church were somewhat beyond his expectations.
The underlying rule of this world is 'equivalent exchange', and if you want to maintain such a huge inner space, the 'price' you need to pay is probably not a small amount.
He Ao stared at the door, thinking about whether to open the door and leave the hall to explore.
Obviously, there are no bodies of Iroh's parents in this hall.
There is a high probability that this church has other spaces.
In this special space, there should be some special rules.
For example, Hoao's mirror space allows you to travel through various spaces through mirrors.
So the door may not be the only way to leave this church hall.
But He Ao was not completely alone. He and the red-haired woman came in at about the same time. They came in front and back. If the red-haired woman hadn't left here yet, he might be able to get some information from her.
But when He Ao just took a quick glance around, there was no one standing around.
Well, it doesn't rule out where the red-haired woman is hiding.
Although he thought this possibility was unlikely, He Ao still lowered his head and carefully scanned all the corners around him.
Then, under the last row of benches, he saw a red-haired woman wearing tight clothes, lying under the chair, with her chest flattened and having difficulty breathing.
The red-haired woman's position is far away from He Ao, and there are many seats in front of her, so she can't be noticed at first glance.
He Ao also looked through some narrow gaps and saw the red-haired woman lying there.
At this time, He Ao also discovered that the chairs in the last row seemed different from the other chairs.
The other chairs have openings on all sides and are only supported by some chair legs. At this moment, the red-haired woman is lying on her back in the last row. The two ends and back of the row of chairs are closed by wooden boards, and only the front is open.
He Ao thought about it carefully and found that there seemed to be no such seal in the last row of the surface world.
Then he glanced at the last row of chairs again and was stunned for a moment.
In the church in the surface world, there is no such row of chairs at all. The row in front of this row is the last row.
At this time, the red-haired woman also noticed that He Ao had discovered her, and she also raised her head and stared at He Ao.
The two looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.
He Ao was a little surprised as to why the red-haired woman was lying there. It was obvious that the narrow chair was a bit too crowded for her figure.
The red-haired woman seemed a little wary of him?
He Ao clearly felt that the red-haired woman's muscles tightened immediately after seeing her. At the same time, her hand was still holding the disc with the pointer tightly.
She seemed a little afraid of He Ao.
"Are you the weirdo at church?"
While watching, the red-haired woman saw that He Ao made no next move, shrank back, and asked cautiously, "Should we have no grudges?"
weird?
He Ao was stunned.
What is that? Anomalies in the church?
Sound like a ghost?
Why do you think of yourself as such a thing?
At this moment, He Ao thought of something. He stretched out his hand and touched his cheek.
A bright red with an orange glow appeared on his white fingertips.
At this moment, his face was still stained with blood and tears that had just flowed due to the impact of the pollution force.
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A little boy with a red scarf, pale skin, dark pupils, and tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
In addition, He Ao basically had no expression when he was thinking.
It seems a little scary...
If there is another cold wind and thick fog at this time...
Um······
He Ao dismissed the thoughts that popped up in his mind.
He looked away from the blood on his hands and looked at the red-haired woman.
His sight immediately frightened the red-haired woman and shrank under the chair again, tightly holding the disk in her hand.
He Ao laughed dumbly, wiped the blood on his face, and was about to speak.
'Zi——'
But at this moment, a strange and piercing scream suddenly exploded throughout the hall.
Immediately afterwards, the light in the entire hall flickered violently like a lightbulb with unstable voltage, and the silent cold wind instantly blew from the corner of the hall, blowing through He Ao's hair.
A deep thick fog spread from all around the hall.
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There was really cold wind and thick fog.
Feeling the cold wind and the ups and downs of the thick fog, the red-haired woman under the chair shrank back, then she looked at He Ao, and after a brief hesitation, shouted to He Ao,
"This fog will eat people! It can't be blocked! Hurry up and hide in a place with at least three sides of the wind!!!"
Hearing her voice, He Ao raised his head and glanced at the mist coming quickly from all directions.
In his spiritual vision, the dense fog was filled with twisted and oppressive rays of light.
These lights rise and fall in the twisted patterns that make up the mist, with howls and murmurs of pain.
This mist should also be one of the underlying rules of the church inside, carrying the power of God's gift.
He Ao glanced around. He was far away from the bench where the woman was lying. The closest place to him that could block the wind was the wooden cabinet under the glow.
He took off the knight's sword from his back, rushed towards the cabinet, and shouted to the red-haired woman, "What is the way to leave this hall?"
The red-haired woman was confused by his question, and finally confirmed that He Ao really didn't seem to be 'weird'. At this moment, the mist had come in quickly, and she didn't have much time to think, so she shouted to He Ao,
"Hide!!! Be careful of weirdness!!!"
When she finished speaking, He Ao had already opened the cabinet door and hid in the cabinet.
The diffuse thick fog obscured the entire space.
He Aola closed the cabinet door, and everything around him fell into darkness, with only a faint glow emerging from the gap in the cabinet door.
Hiding?? What hiding? Why do you say "hide" when asked how to leave?
He Ao, who was sitting in the cabinet, was thinking about the red-haired woman's words.
Beware of weirdness?
Is it some kind of monster in this church or some kind of anomaly?
It seems that the rules of this inner church are not that simple.
These cultists are always up to something new.
Of course, there is a high probability that this is not the normal operation mode of the church inside. If those cultists are so irritated at work every day, their mental state should be even more disloyal.
There is a high probability that this inner church is in some special state to deal with the 'invasion'.
Everything seemed to be quiet outside, and both the red-haired woman's voice and the scream hidden in the thick fog had completely disappeared.
It's a pity. If he had more time, he should be able to try to get more information from the red-haired woman.
However, the red-haired woman was obviously wary of him, and most likely she was not willing to tell him the key information.
"Woo..."
At this moment, a slight sobbing sound suddenly came from his side.
He turned around and shined the light of his bracelet on his side, and suddenly found a little girl in a red dress sitting next to him, covering her face, with her back to him, and seemed to be crying.
He Ao remembered clearly that when he entered the cabinet, there was nothing in it.
Under the vision of spiritual vision, the little girl's body was wrapped with twisted patterns and extremely unstable shadows.
‘Zi——’
At this moment, a scream came from the gap in the cabinet door, and then, a twisted phantom of a human head turned into a wisp of smoke, slowly spreading in along the gap in the cabinet door.
It carefully followed the blind corner of He Ao's vision, submerged into the darkness of the cabinet, and then slowly approached He Ao.
Clang—
Accompanied by a cold sound of the blade slightly coming out of the body, the phantom of the human head hit the blade that was slightly pulled out of the scabbard and shattered instantly.
At this moment, the crying next to me became quieter.
He Ao reached out his hand and completely closed the cabinet door.
After entering the cabinet, the thick fog that carries the power of gods and seems to symbolize the underlying rules of this space will not seem to come in, but things similar to 'evil spirits' in the thick fog can still come in.
He Ao may have a headache to deal with the power of gods, but he hardly needs to spend any effort to deal with these evil spirits.
After getting rid of the evil spirit, He Ao turned his head and looked at the little girl in the red dress beside him.
Judging from the girl's reaction just now, this seems to be an object of communication.
He dug around in his pocket and took out the piece of paper sandwiched in the banknote that the red-haired woman had just given him.
This piece of paper was not small, about the same size as a banknote, and it was relatively thick. However, it had been folded many times by the red-haired woman and had many creases. He Ao quickly took the piece of paper and rubbed it away with a little force.
Text written by a red-haired woman.
Then, using the light of the bracelet, fold it carefully along the original folding lines.
Iroh often played origami when he was a child, and his mother taught him many interesting origami tricks.
Soon, he folded it into a paper butterfly.
Then he started playing by himself.
The girl's cry paused, seemingly attracted by the paper butterfly folded by He Ao.
But she couldn't turn around, so she had to shrink her head and continue crying, crying for a while, then stopping, sobbing intermittently.
After a while, she realized that He Ao really seemed to be ignoring her, and her crying gradually stopped.
He Ao stopped the game he was playing and asked softly,
"My parents were killed, and their bodies were brought here. I can't find them. Do you know where they are? In other words, do you know where the bodies brought in from outside are kept?"
The girl's cry did not stop.
She didn't seem to know the answer to Ho's question.
"Then do you know in which direction we might be able to find them?"
He Ao continued to ask.
The girl's cry paused.
"You can't leave here?"
He Ao asked thoughtfully.
The girl's cry paused.
He Ao paused and asked softly, "Then can you point me in a direction?"
The girl's crying became quieter, but did not stop completely. After a while, she finally paused.
"Thanks."
He Ao smiled and handed the folded paper butterfly to the girl, "This is for you."
The girl's crying stopped completely this time.
Immediately afterwards, He Ao felt the paper butterfly in his hand move slightly, and then flapped its wings and 'flyed'.
The paper butterfly flew, landed on the girl's fingertips covering her face, and then landed on the girl's hair.
She seems to like this 'gift' very much.
After a while, with a soft 'click' sound, the closed cabinet door suddenly opened a gap.
Some dim light leaked from the gap in the cabinet door's opening.
"Are you letting me out?"
He Ao glanced at the cabinet door that opened a gap and asked softly.
The girl covered her face. This time she did not cry, but nodded slightly.
He Ao thought for a moment, then reached out and pushed the door open.
But what he saw now was no longer the vast hall, but a small, narrow and dark room.
Left the hall.
It seems that this is the 'road' this little girl is pointing to.
He Ao thought for a moment and slowly walked out of the cabinet.
boom-
The cabinet door behind him suddenly closed.
He Ao turned around and found to his surprise that the 'cabinet' he had just walked out of had turned into a small bedside table.
He opened the cabinet door again. The cabinet inside was so small that he couldn't squeeze in.
It seems that we cannot 'retrace our steps'.
He Ao stood up and took a look at the surrounding scene.
This is a somewhat cramped small room. There is only a rusty iron bed in the apartment, a small bedside table from the past, and a desk with a corner missing.
He Ao walked to the desk.
There were some stationery randomly placed on the desk, and in the middle of the desk, there was a piece of paper that seemed to have been torn from a book, with jagged edges.
This piece of paper was written in bright red and somewhat unfamiliar handwriting,
[My brother and I are at home today and haven’t gone out. It’s safe.]
Boom-boom-boom-
There was a crisp knock on the old iron door.
Cavan, and then encountered a power outage, which delayed it for a while and was a little later.
