When Schiller came to the church in the village, he met an unexpected person here, that was Batman.
His figure was lost in the mist, only showing a vague outline in front of the withered garden fence in front of the church, as light as if he was about to float away.
The moment Schiller walked out of the corner of the street, Batman looked back at him, but Schiller keenly discovered that Batman's eyes were not focused. He seemed to be looking at him but not seeing him.
Schiller had a bad feeling.
"You're here too." He walked up and said, "I found something very important in Jeff's house, which makes me think this matter should be much more serious than I thought."
"What is it?" Batman asked: "What makes you feel scared and incredible?"
"Stop making such jokes." Schiller said: "You are not a master of mind reading. How do you know that I am panicking? Or do you think the church is a good place for flirting?"
Batman turned his head back and said, "You should ask about your collar."
After saying that, he walked towards the church door, and Schiller tugged on his Roman collar.
The Roman collar of the clothing worn by Catholic priests is very special. It is a piece of white fabric pulled by the collars on both sides, and it just sticks to the male Adam's apple. Every time you speak, you will clearly feel the presence of the fabric, making people
Feeling very uncomfortable.
This is exactly the purpose of this kind of collar, to remind priests to be careful in their words and deeds, and to think of God piously enough before speaking.
"You'd better not curse out loud." The Transcendent suddenly reminded: "Otherwise, you will make a mistake in your performance."
Schiller pursed his lips in silence and walked up the steps.
Batman has opened the door of the church. This church, located in a remote village, is as simple and gray as ever. There is a huge cross in the center, and the head and arms of Jesus are covered with dust.
Bright moonlight shines through the Gothic spire window behind the cross, stretching the shadow of the cross very long. Rows of seats are close to each other. Some seats in the front row have been cleaned and have not melted yet.
Lost footprints.
Before the weird incident happened, some weird things had already happened. Someone must have rushed to the church to pray, hoping to receive God's protection.
Batman walked to the pulpit, followed closely by Schiller. He took the lead and put his hand on the Bible on the pulpit, then picked up the Bible and opened the first page.
The words recorded above were exactly the same as the contents of the Bible in his memory. Schiller could recite the Bible backwards and forwards, but for some reason, he just wanted to turn to this Bible now.
"This is not for priests." Batman said aloud.
"You can wander around here as you like." Schiller reminded: "Go to the confessional and the bedroom. I want to communicate with God here."
Batman glanced at him, but didn't seem to see anything, so he turned and walked inside.
Schiller looked through the Bible and compared the contents in his mind one by one. At first, there seemed to be no problem. The contents were all consistent. Basically, they were word for word.
But turning back, Schiller saw that some words had been erased, and only one word in each word was erased, so he could still see what word it was, and he could also deduce which letter was erased.
Turning to the last page, Schiller found that about a hundred characters had been erased.
After running through the characters in his mind for a while, Schiller realized that the order of the characters was disrupted and he had to master the correct method to rearrange them.
But Schiller didn't want to arrange them. He could probably guess what the letter combination would be after the arrangement.
First of all, the number of vowels and consonants means that the resulting combination is less likely to be in English and more likely to be in Latin, and the spells in "Ketayat" are all in Latin.
Secondly, Schiller originally thought that Jeff just happened to get a spell from someone, but after finding the book in his home, he understood that Jeff had most likely been tainted with forbidden knowledge.
People who are tainted with forbidden knowledge will have two consequences. Either they will treasure their treasures and become suspicious every day, worrying that someone will come to snatch their treasures, and finally drive themselves crazy.
Either it is necessary to spread the taboo knowledge, hoping that as many people as possible will know it, and even preaching at the cost of one's life, and in the end drive oneself crazy.
When Schiller looks at old Siltek, he looks like the first type, and Jeff looks more like the second type. And Batman said that this kind of Bible is not the kind used by priests, so it is most likely that it is Jeff.
Those left behind deliberately used this method to attract attention. Once someone cracks the secret of the characters, they will obtain another forbidden spell.
"Are you sure you don't want to try to crack it?" The Transcendent asked, "If the crack is successful, you can get mythical skill points, and you can also get a spell."
"There is no need." Schiller said: "I do not intend to deal with this matter in a mythical way, because in the final analysis, this is a human disaster. If things happen to humans, they will naturally be solved in human ways.
, counting on magic won’t work.”
"Your view is unique." The Beyonder said, "But it's not unique, because Batman thinks the same way."
Schiller heard something in his words, so he asked tentatively: "Batman has also been exposed to mythological knowledge?"
"He has gone further than you."
Schiller immediately realized that Batman might have come into contact with forbidden knowledge. After all, he was the first person to go to the dock. Not only might he encounter many deep divers, but he might also encounter some other terrifying things.
Thinking of this, Schiller felt a little worried. He quickly walked through the side door and saw Batman standing at the end of the corridor. Some hallucinations flashed away, which was a sign of declining mental health.
"What did you see at the dock?" Schiller asked directly.
"I found the correct application of psychoanalysis." Batman seemed to have an unanswered question. He said, "At the same time, I came into contact with a magical existence."
Schiller took a breath of cold air, God forbid, it's better not to be an alien god, but a giant octopus. Now they have no means to deal with the coming of the alien gods, and they will be destroyed when they come.
"What's his name?"
Batman shook his head and didn't say anything. Schiller didn't know whether he couldn't repeat the name or didn't want to say it, but he reminded: "I hope you are not bold enough to communicate with him directly, aren't you?"
Batman shook his head again.
Schiller breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "I learned from this book that there are many terrifying entities in unknown places that are ready to come at any time. I hope you will not become their accomplice, otherwise you will
You can never escape your guilt."
Check out the correct version one by one!
He felt that what he hinted was clear enough, and he didn't know if Batman heard it. Batman was in a very strange state now, and his whole person became ethereal.
Just now, Batman said that he had found the correct way to apply psychoanalysis. Schiller guessed that he must have acquired skills in this area, but he did not know what kind of situation would make Batman take the initiative to apply psychoanalysis.
"Have you finished reading the Bible?" Batman asked.
"I've finished reading it, but I can't give it to you." Schiller put the Bible away and said, "I'm not stingy. I don't think you are the kind of person who would place his hopes on religion.
people."
"You saw something in it that you don't want me to know." Batman said: "Even you don't want to know, something that you think may bring disaster."
Schiller sighed and said: "Even if you know it, there is no need to be so eager to show me mind reading, because it is not uncommon. I stay with thousands of such people every day. Just know it yourself.
There’s no need to tell me, I don’t have time to listen.”
After speaking, he glanced towards the corridor and said, "Have you investigated the bedroom and study room?"
"Yes." Batman nodded and said, "There are some things in the study. Do you want to come over and take a look?"
Batman turned around and walked forward, Schiller followed behind him. After the study door opened, Schiller did not follow Batman in, but raised the crowbar in his hand high.
Bang!
"Hiss..." The Transcendent took a deep breath in Schiller's heart and said, "Are you really going to kill me?"
"There's something wrong with him." Schiller put away the bloody crowbar and frowned deeply as he looked at Batman who was knocked unconscious after being hit on the back of the head.
"I believe that he will indeed have to resort to psychoanalysis because of temporary difficulties. His old friend will also help him, but once he gets out of trouble, he will quickly solve the problem."
"Because he is not used to using this kind of method at all. If possible, he will definitely regain his senses as soon as possible and get everything back on track, instead of suddenly converting to this subject that he once regarded as theology and having to do it all in front of me.
Show it again and again.”
"What the hell is going on?"
Schiller was about to lower his head to grab Batman, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the scene inside the study.
All the candles were lit, and while the room was brightly lit, all the walls, floors, tables and even objects in the study were covered with blasphemous incantations.
"Well--"
Schiller let out a scream and blood flowed from his eyes. He hurriedly took a few steps back and squatted on the spot to catch his breath for a while.
When he opened his eyes, he found that his field of vision was blood red with no sign of improvement. Those blasphemous and terrifying words were still hovering in his field of vision. Schiller had no choice but to activate his requiem skill to forcibly bring up his mental health.
After a while, he finally recovered, and Schiller let out a sigh of relief.
He had thought before that this might be a trap, because Batman's reaction was so abnormal, but he didn't expect that the guy who had confused Batman was so ruthless.
The moment he raised his head just now, he just glanced at it from the corner of his eye. If he really followed Batman in, was surrounded by these spells, and Batman blocked the door, leaving him with no way out, then he would really
You can choose the paradise you like.
After Schiller recovered, he quickly dragged Batman by his ankles. Worried about the danger in other rooms, he simply dragged Batman to the pulpit.
After giving Batman an analgesic and checking the wound on the back of his head to make sure he wouldn't bleed to death, Schiller began to think about what was going on.