Abigail has never set foot in such a dirty place, even if it is located below the city of Yotun.
The sewers are rebuilt from the drainage channels of the old era, and many places still retain twisted iron gates and grids.
There was no light inside, but the cloaked weirdos were each holding a dark green bead, glowing in the darkness.
They led the way, followed by Abigail, and finally arrived at the intersection of waterways.
The space here is relatively wide, with stone corridors erected around it, leading to a central platform.
There was a circle of candles around the platform, and several strange men in cloaks stood there, welcoming Abigail's arrival with a sense of ceremony.
"Look up to the sky, the supreme being, when the stars return to their positions..."
"The past has passed, the end is coming, the seal is destroyed, and the ruler of the virtual realm is about to wake up..."
"Call letters in his name, bring fear, hope return to darkness..."
"The stars are burning, boiling and trembling, rising from the bottom of the sea, pouring from the ground, falling from the sky, they are everywhere."
"Fear... they bring fear, they are the rules..."
The mysterious man standing at the front read an obscure message from his cloak.
Then, she took off her hood, and strange patterns were printed on her entire face. Her black hair spread over her shoulders, and she smiled.
Abigail remembered this mysterious facial pattern. Late that night, it was this woman who appeared and saved her from the pickets.
"We firmly believe that the third priest will be born in the sinful land of Greybean, and we have been waiting for it. Now you are finally here, standing here to meet your destiny."
The woman was about forty years old. Although she spoke in common language, Abigail still didn't understand what she meant.
So, she hesitantly asked: "Are you...waiting for me? Why..."
The woman retracted her expression, and her calm face, covered by facial lines, looked very strange, like a witch from the old days who was obsessed with black magic.
"Because you are the third and last priest selected, you will lead the worshipers of the past to welcome the day of the curse..."
priest?
Abigail was confused and panicked after hearing this.
"No... you have recognized the wrong person, I am not..."
"Of course, yes, the Mother of the Black Goat has left an indelible mark on you. You are His spokesperson walking on the 'front' and our leader... The fhalma ot n\u0027ghftog uh\u0027enythnah ah uln
…”
As the woman stretched out her hands and called toward the void, the mysterious cloaked figures around her also raised their hands and shouted together.
The fhalma ot n\u0027ghftog uh\u0027enythnah ah uln!
Their hoods fell off, and their weird and twisted faces were revealed, so frightened that Abigail covered her mouth and retreated.
Some people have nothing on their faces at all, just disgusting tentacles stretched out, squirming in the air with claws and teeth; some people have no facial features, like a ball of flesh with countless black bubbles growing in the middle;
There was only one huge red eyeball left on his face, which was filled with bloodshot eyes and kept spreading blood.
All kinds of weird limbs were stretched into the air at the same time, and the weird words kept stimulating Abigail's brain nerves.
The fhalma ot n\u0027ghftog uh\u0027enythnah ah uln…
Just before she was about to collapse, all her prayers came to an abrupt end.
The woman put down her hands and looked at Abigail again.
"Have you come into contact with it? You must have come into contact with the statue of the Black Goat. It was chosen, infected, and favored..."
Abigail's mind was still buzzing, the words were still echoing in her mind, and some subconscious force drove her to answer.
"Yes……"
The woman with the facial tattoo spread her hands with satisfaction, her eyes showing strong obsession.
"Ah...it's Him, it's Him! The first two priests chose to abandon the believers in the virtual realm, but He will not. He will guide you to where we are, infinite wisdom, and infinite destiny!"
Shaking her head, Abigail gradually woke up. She continued to make a sound with her sore throat: "Who are you..."
"We are worshipers of the past. We pursue the influence of the virtual world on the real world. We will lead you without reservation, priest..." The woman put her hands together and made an eye-like handprint up and down, "
None of them have names, only I am allowed to keep my name, Sabrina Lissandra, please call me so."
Sabrina...Lissandra...
Abigail recited it silently several times. This surname and name were just like the stories about witches she heard when she was a child.
What do you want me to do? she asked.
Sabrina replied: "Leading you to become the true priest of the old days, Mgepog hafh\u0027drn..."
"I don't understand." Abigail suddenly remembered a cult den she had destroyed with the Velen police, where she found a sheep skull statue.
"You must have come into contact with the statue and obtained the secret transmission and invisible skills contained in it. You must also be distressed because it does not belong to any nature and does not point to any path."
Sabrina's words awakened Abigail. In the past, she had indeed thought that since she could enter the secret place, it proved that she had become a seer.
But this ability to see the etheric body cannot determine what nature it belongs to.
"Does not belong to any sexual aspect..."
"Yes, the invisible art from the virtual realm has nothing to do with sex or sexlessness, because it belongs to the power of the three pillars!" Sabrina's words seemed to have a kind of magic.
Abigail felt dizzy as she listened, not knowing what was going on.
“The key that opens all doors—Open!”
“Beyond light and darkness, the darkness lurks in chaos—faceless!”
"And... the dark and fertile mother who gave birth to all things - the Black Goat!"
Sabrina continued to explain.
"The pillars govern the backside of the present world, and the backside of the present world is also the backside of the secret place. It is the virtual realm and the source of 'fear'."
"Each pillar will appoint a representative in the material world of this world, and give him supreme glory and a direct path to the virtual realm. You are the chosen one, and the path to the virtual realm is the black
Statue of a goat.”
Abigail's dizziness became more and more severe. She tried her best to stay awake and avoid paying too much attention to the scary weirdos around her.
She gritted her teeth and asked word by word: "The third one...I am the third one...there are two more."
"Yes, but they all abandoned the virtual realm and were betrayers. The betrayers will eventually die of fear." Sabrina reached out and touched Abigail's injured cheek, "You can understand the three pillars as existing in
The supreme will in the virtual realm, they represent the three virtual realms - Qi, Wumai, and Black Goat. The only difference is that the secret transmissions of the three pillars are all 'spiritual vision scholars'. I
I believe you should be observing people's etheric bodies all the time, this is the ability of a 'clairvoyant'."
She was right, Abigail had been observing the etheric bodies of everyone around her, but because she just heard the prayer that Sabrina and the weirdos recited, her brain was a little faint, and her spiritual vision was also unclear.
As he became confused, he was unable to judge the status of the weirdos around him.