When the chase in the Westminster District seemed to be coming to an end, Sister Livia was standing in front of the ancient ruins of All Saints Gospel Hermitage in the underground ruins of the Roald District, facing this desolate and bleak scene.
The scene was startling. As time passed, this temple, once known as the home of all souls, had long lost its former majesty and sanctity, and showed a somewhat desolate twilight in the darkness. This was Livia's reaction to
Its first impression may also become the most lingering impression for decades to come.
Archaeologists from the Prehistoric Heritage Institute have carried out certain repairs and cleaning of the temple ruins to protect their integrity and prevent them from suddenly collapsing during the archaeological process and causing a second destructive blow. However, archaeological requirements
They tried their best to maintain the original appearance of cultural relics and buildings, so they only did the most basic protection work. The scene that appeared in Sister Livia's eyes still carried the traces left by the catastrophe in the past.
The spacious and flat square in front of the temple and the central avenue may have been visited by many believers thousands of years ago to pay homage to the glory of the saint. However, now the ancient stone bricks have been crushed by the weight of time, sinking several centimeters downward and almost submerged.
In the mud, only moss and underground plants stubbornly poked their heads out from the cracks. The dead grass, which was dim and dry due to lack of light, bowed in the turbid air; the flying buttresses surrounding the outer edge of the temple
The walls and dome corridors are often tens of meters high and cannot be easily crossed by the gaze. However, they have been torn into several unrelated sections by the disintegrated rocks. Some are incomplete and damaged, leaving only a section of the wall root, and some are like a solitary peak and cliff.
Like this, it still stands facing the direction of the city, as if looking at the last remaining light of that prosperous and glorious ancient era.
But what it saw was a battlefield where a group of unbelievers who broke into this place without the permission of the Saint and some fanatics who thought they were guided by the Saint were killing each other. This proved that this era is no different from the past era.
We all lost ourselves in the blood and flames, and time went round and round, only to bring everything back to where it started.
The dome with holes is left to be entangled with vines and corroded by the remaining light; the round stone pillars covered with cracks seem to be standing strong, but are crumbling; the spiers of the solemn towers are all erected with statues symbolizing all spirits, but they are unreliable.
Blurred; cloisters, aisles, outer courts, churches... all buildings that can be built with wood and stone are telling the language of the past, a story that lasts thousands of years.
What would the saint think if he were reincarnated and saw with his own eyes that the city he founded was experiencing its first war, and that the church he had secluded was now reduced to a tomb of decaying vegetation and stones?
Thinking of this, Sister Livia couldn't help but sigh deeply, but her brief stop could not make the time go back, and this fleeting sigh could not make the saint resurrect and come back to this place. Therefore, she could only reluctantly fight.
He cheered up and stepped on the stone bricks that had been in disrepair for a long time, heading towards the depths of the ruins of the All Saints Gospel Hermitage.
She walked through the dilapidated square, withered walls, desolate towers, and desolate courtyards... and then along a corridor occupied by spider silk, ant colonies and stone lizards to the end of the temple. In the process, she
She has always maintained a high degree of vigilance, but she has not encountered even a single enemy. This does not reassure Sister Livia. On the contrary, it makes her feel more uneasy, because if "First Interpretation of Spirituality" is indeed preserved here, is it possible?
Does the Federation of Orders not even have a single guard left?
The Sanctuary at the End should be the most completely preserved building. Although the wood and masonry still have a rotten smell after the passing of time, the overall structure is still intact, so you can still see the towering dome and majestic
Among the stone pillars and silent reliefs, you can feel its past glory. A giant wooden door over fifteen meters high opened a gap slightly, which was enough for people to pass. Sister Livia's already vigilant heart was raised again.
After reciting the prayers from the scriptures silently in his heart, he tightened his grip on the silver wrist wheel and walked slowly into the temple.
Unexpectedly, there were candles burning in the temple, and the beeswax candles on the silver candlesticks seemed to have been dusted for many years. The firelight released was rotten and moldy, and only enveloped the middle aisle, while the rest of the temple was still covered in darkness.
The bottomless darkness submerged, giving people a creepy feeling, as if there were countless evil beasts hiding inside, secretly peeking out, waiting for the opportunity to devour a living person.
Sister Livia took two steps forward and suddenly stopped, staring straight at the statue on the altar carved from the images of thousands of spiritual gods. In ancient times, believers in animism
Respect the saint, but do not worship the saint, but worship the Virgin who created all things and the Holy Spirit, who symbolizes the spirituality of all things. The worship of the saint was derived after his death, and gradually replaced the status of the first two.
Those statues have also been eroded by weathering, and most of them are incomplete, but some unique characteristics of the animist system can still be seen from the vague appearance. Their images are taken from all natural creatures, including birds and animals,
There are also plants, trees, mountains and rocks, but they are endowed with a human-like appearance. Some are holding scriptures as if chanting, or opening their arms to embrace all living beings. The shapes are different and lifelike.
Sister Livia's eyes slowly moved down and landed on a figure under the statue, where the candlelight was the brightest. Her back outlined a tall and slender silhouette in the swaying halo. She seemed to be a woman?
The other party had been standing there from the beginning, always with his back to her, seemingly defenseless, but Livia did not dare to be careless, because she found that she could not see through the reality of that person. She seemed to have no place to exist, and she did not dare to be careless.
It seems to be everywhere, just like the so-called... light?
The other party also raised his head and stared at the statue in front of him. Was his gaze appreciative or indifferent? Livia couldn't see it and couldn't guess. She suddenly discovered that there was a stone-engraved scripture enshrined on the altar next to the other party, and her heart suddenly
For a moment, although there was no evidence, the nun instinctively had a premonition that it was the "First Interpretation of Spirituality" she was looking for, the original handwriting of the saint.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She was hesitating whether she should snatch it directly or find out the other party's true and false intentions first. At this time, the woman spoke first, and her voice was as cold as the moonlight.
In the empty hall, there were a lot of distant echoes: "The Holy Mother gives all things spirituality, and human beings follow the example of all things to awaken spirituality; the spirituality of all things is destined from innateness, but the spirituality of human beings has the possibility of infinite growth; therefore, all things
He is the teacher of mankind, but mankind should be the master of all things... This is the view put forward by Tumi in his "First Interpretation of Spirituality". It must be said that he is a very smart person and he is very good at asking for trouble."
Humans can only use magic through spiritual awakening. This is their biggest disadvantage. However, in the words of Saint Toumi, it has become the reason why humans will definitely replace other aliens to rule the world.
Livia was startled for a moment, then she frowned and said in a displeased tone: "The words of the saint have their own reasons. Even if you are a member of the United Order, you should respect the saint's views on human civilization."
contribution instead of calling him by his first name, so rude."
Before the Union of Religious Orders was established, although there was no "Religious Decree", the attacks from the religious community were equally brutal. However, even those heretics who attacked the animist system spoke with respect when mentioning the saint Tumi.
This is because Saint Tumi is not only the founder of religion and belief, but also the founder of human civilization and extraordinary systems. Anyone has reason to deny his teachings, but they also have the same reason to respect his contribution. The United Order
How can it be an exception?
"Rude? Haha."
The other party chuckled lightly, as if Livia had told a rather interesting joke, but she did not laugh for a long time and soon stopped. She stretched out her hand and gently pressed it on the stone scripture enshrined on the altar, and said: "I know you
Who is it, Miss Livia, the Holy Son of the True Spirit Sect? I also know why you are here. The stone carving of "First Interpretation of Spirituality" compiled by Tumi himself is here. It was supposed to be shipped away ten minutes ago.
But I took it upon myself to keep it just for the sake of meeting you at this moment."
Sister Livia’s frown deepened: “What do you mean?”
Obviously you can transport the scriptures away and make the enemy's trip in vain, but you deliberately leave it behind and wait for the enemies to come to you. Is this too arrogant, or does it look down on yourself? Or both?
"It doesn't mean anything in particular."
She turned around, and the first thing that caught Sister Livia's eyes was not the arrogant and cold face, but a pair of eyes as dark as night, which seemed to reflect all the darkness in the world. At this moment, the nun suddenly understood
, why does the other party have an ethereal and uncertain aura that seems to exist but is everywhere? Because she is not light, but darkness.
Light is everywhere, and darkness is everywhere; light is everywhere, and darkness is naturally everywhere.
"I just want you to snatch this Tumi manuscript from my hands." The other party stretched out a hand to her, as if inviting an invitation to a party, with a reserved and cold expression: "Come and give it a try.