Looking at the mural and the words on it, Adil asked.
"Of course." Elula's expression remained the same as before, seemingly unchanged: "Since everything in this world exists, it has a reason for its birth."
"Human beings are born from their parents, and so are gods."
"The only difference is that mortals always like to embellish this and embellish their birth with various colors, while the true saint never hides his humble past."
Erula said seriously, with a concerned and serious expression.
"I agree with this." Adil nodded and agreed.
Under the leadership of Elura, he continued to wander around the hall and visited the entire church.
However, to his disappointment, he did not see any trace of yesterday's group until other apprentices outside gradually entered the church.
In the end, he shook his head and gave up this temptation.
"I am very satisfied with the explanation of the Ilula sacrifice."
Looking at Elura in front of him, Adil smiled and looked at the gradually increasing number of people outside: "I'm sorry for wasting your time. As a thank you, I would like to donate thirty large gold coins to express my gratitude to you.
Thanks.”
"I will use your donation in a suitable place." After hearing the number of Adil's donation, Elula's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.
Thirty large gold coins, this number is already a lot.
At this time, just after the war, even if you want to buy a healthy slave with complete hands and feet and a sound body, you only need two large gold coins. Thirty large gold coins are already a very huge amount. In the past,
A church may not receive one such donation in a whole year.
Of course, to Elula, this amount of money is actually nothing, but Adil, who can donate this money casually, will undoubtedly make him feel valued.
Thinking of this, he put a smile on his face, then personally sent Adil outside the church, and then slowly walked back to the church.
As soon as he walked back to the church, the smile on Elula's face disappeared completely.
"What? His Highness Gruul is missing!"
His expression changed, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He looked serious. He took quick steps and walked directly to the room where Gruul was last night.
In the room, Hill stood there with a pale face, holding the quilt on the bed with one hand.
Following his eyes, Elura looked towards the head of the bed, and saw a black doll lying quietly on the clean head of the bed, still emitting weak breathing and sounds at this moment.
And on the doll's body, the aura is exactly the same as that on Gruul.
"It's an alchemy puppet!"
Standing in front of the bed, watching Elula's arrival, Hill said with a livid face: "This array of puppets needs to be manipulated not far away to be effective. He must not have gone very far yet!"
"Start backtracking immediately and find him back!"
"Huh?" In the outside world, Adier was stunned as soon as he walked out of the church.
In the induction, at this moment in the church behind me, a huge reaction of soul power filled the surroundings, as if some large-scale ceremony was starting.
"What's wrong?"
Subconsciously, Adil muttered to himself, lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then walked towards his carriage.
As he slowly walked to the carriage he had driven in, Adil suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Around him, there was a faint smell of blood, and the source of the smell was the carriage that belonged to him.
Wow!
A sharp sword light pierced through in an instant, and it struck directly with fierce murderous intent. It was even attached with blazing life energy, and struck directly with the killing sword.
The majesty of this sword is terrifying, and the knight's life energy is wrapped in it. If he is caught off guard, the sword strikes with the intention of killing. Even a knight who has activated the life seed will be killed by this sword even if he does not die. Direct serious injury.
Bang!!
The fierce sound of gold and iron came, and the two long swords collided in an instant, and the force generated knocked each other apart in an instant.
Standing outside the carriage, Adier looked calm and waved a sword with one hand. Dots of silver light grew in the air, directly suppressing the opponent's sword force and making him unable to continue swinging the sword.
Fiery power surged out, and the power that exploded in an instant made the opponent's eyes widen in an instant: "Fighting energy!!"
At this moment, the cover of the carriage was ripped open by the sword wind, and Adier could see clearly the appearance of the other party.
He was a young man with a very heroic appearance, with blond hair and a handsome face full of astonishment. His whole figure gave Adil a faint sense of familiarity.
"Who are you!"
Before Adier could recognize the other person, in the carriage, looking at Adier's face, the other person seemed to have seen a ghost: "Yasuo?"
"Do you know me?" Adil frowned, looking at the unfamiliar people in front of him, and was about to say something.
Tap tap tap...
A burst of hurried footsteps came from a distance, and it spread out for a while, as if someone was in a hurry, running quickly from all directions.
Listening to the rapid footsteps, Adil frowned and looked at the young man lying half-lying in the carriage in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he gently raised the long sword in his hand and put it down. After that, he directly set up the carriage and ran out quickly.
On the street, he did not stop all the way. He rushed all the way outside the city and arrived at the place where Adier currently lived. After confirming that no one was following him, he slowly stopped and walked into the carriage behind him. middle.
Inside the carriage, the young man was half-lying there. His face was pale and he seemed to have no strength at all. He could only lean on the wooden board behind him to prop up his body.
Only then did Adil notice that there were wounds and cracks, large and small, all over the opponent's body. Many of the wounds were covered with blood, which made people feel painful just by looking at them.
"Who are you anyway?"
Looking at the young man in front of him and his obviously disguised appearance, Adil frowned and said lightly. He slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the opponent's neck, as if the opponent would directly slash with the sword without opening his mouth. Fall down and kill the opponent.
On the opposite side, watching Adil's movements and looking at Adil quietly, the man's face looked a little complicated, a little surprised, and a little shocked: "It's me..."
A voice slowly sounded, and at this moment it slowly overlapped with a majestic voice in Adil's body memory.
"Your Highness Gruul?"
Listening to the voice and carefully comparing it with his own memory, Adil frowned and asked.