Although a long time has passed since our last goodbye,
But Chen Yang also left an indelible impression on Matthew Cary.
After getting in the car, Chen Yang saw Matthew Cary peeking at him in the rearview mirror, and simply smiled and said, "How is the potion your church is researching?"
Matthew Cary's expression changed. The potion was one of the most important secrets of the church.
Chen Yang actually asked himself directly?
What do you think of yourself?
"This is a church matter, so I can't say it."
Chen Yang shook his head indifferently: "A potion is just a potion after all, and the degree of improvement it can achieve is limited. Even if I become the superhuman you call me, I will only be the lowest level warrior."
Matthew Cary heard the sarcasm in Chen Yang's words and snorted: "That's not necessarily true. Our church has thousands of years of heritage."
"The superhuman project is just an ordinary project that breaks through the limits of the human body."
Chen Yang frowned, but did not ask in detail. Even if he asked Matthew Cary in front of him about some things, he wouldn't know much.
It would be better to ask their dean directly then.
In a remote town, there stands an ancient church with a history of thousands of years.
The colorful glass looks extremely mysterious under the dim light.
The vines outside the church wind up like a dense network.
Matthew Cary helped Chen Yang open the door of the church, but he did not go in. After Chen Yang entered, he slowly closed the door.
The candlelight in the ancient church was extremely dim, but Chen Yang still saw the provost sitting in the front.
Chen Yang walked towards the other party, and the corners of his eyes did drift to the spider webs: "The Eucharist Church has invested so much money to research potions, why can't they find someone to clean this place?"
The provost was not angry when faced with Chen Yang's ridicule, but said: "All funds in the church are not owned by individuals, and the destination of every money is guided by heaven."
"This ancient church has belonged to the church for thousands of years, and everything here still belongs to it today."
"Whether it's dirty or holy."
"The same is true for potions. They used to be something only the devil would use, but now, we must make good use of this power."
"I heard that you warriors can also use spirit stones. Isn't it the same?"
Seeing that the other party actually understood the existence of spirit stones, Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Whatever you think!"
"I came to you today because of the matter of the passage between the two worlds."
"I never understood why your church researched potions so early."
"Now I understand, you have actually been prepared for this a long time ago, right?"
Chen Yang sat next to the provost and looked at the book in his hand. The person marked on it was the Wing Clan.
However, the feathers of these people are not white, and there are also half-winged tribes.
The sharp swords in their hands were covered in red, and countless corpses of believers were at their feet.
It's like a scene from hell.
"boom!"
The provost closed the book tightly, and countless dust drifted in the air.
The Provost whispered: "The devil has come to the world, and neither the church nor you warriors can stop it."
