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Chapter 780 The Church Inside

The huge and distorted sound of praise filled He Ao's mind, as if tearing He Ao's entire soul, and dark blood tears flowed from his eyes.

However, this did not affect He Ao's thinking and judgment too much. He watched the lights that covered his eyes, and various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

He could clearly feel that when he uttered the syllable 'Atmolaiye', there seemed to be some kind of vast and great vision projected from far away in time and space.

It is also because of the projection of this gaze that the power hidden in the pendant is activated and further affects the space around the church.

It seems that this may be a 'simplified' 'ceremony'.

The syllable 'Atmolaiye' may come from some kind of mystical language, and its correct pronunciation can achieve a certain kind of mystical effect.

And there is a high probability that this syllable is related to 'eternal light', otherwise it would not attract the eyes of eternal light.

However, the effect of this long-distance projection of 'gaze' is not as good as the communication ritual, and it cannot establish a stable 'communication' link between the speaker and the god.

The actual effect seems to be to attract the 'eternal light', and then the eternal light took a look here and glanced at the speaker.

But even this simple 'sweeping of the eyes' carries unbearable pollution for most ordinary people.

It seems that the Eternal Esoteric Cult should have some kind of technique that can reduce the impact of this pollution, but according to He Ao's understanding of these evil god sects, this technique is most likely a method that only "believers" can use.

Even this pollution itself is one of the methods of selecting the core members of the sect.

If you can't even handle the pollution from your own gods, how can you be a core believer of your gods?

This may also explain why the followers of Eternal Esoteric Cult He Ao met felt a little crazy.

In fact, most believers of evil gods are a little crazy, but depending on the god, the direction of madness is different.

And when He Ao's thoughts flashed quickly, the distorted light that filled his eyes gradually faded away.

The first thing that caught his eyes was rows of wooden chairs, and right in front of these wooden chairs was an exquisite wooden cabinet.

Above this exquisite cabinet, there is an invisible yet tangible brilliance suspended. Two huge glazed windows stand behind this brilliance, reflecting the holiness and majesty of this brilliance, making people unable to help but feel admiration.

He Ao suppressed the strange feeling in his heart of trying to make him bow down, and turned his head to look around.

The towering dome covered with reliefs and the magnificent glazed window sashes.

The hazy brilliance passed through the translucent glass and shone from outside the hall into the inside of the hall, forming hazy beams of light.

The holy and simple feeling permeates from this wide hall.

It seems that this is still the hall where he was standing before, but the glass windows that were originally painted on the stone wall have turned into real glass at this moment.

And the stone cabinet that was disguised as a wooden cabinet without any gaps has now become a real wooden cabinet that can be opened and closed.

He Ao glanced at the direction of the small door he came in. The small door that was painted as a stone wall has completely turned into a solid stone wall at this moment.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

A majestic and oppressive gate stood behind him, covered with delicate reliefs.

The 'camouflage' church hall, here, becomes the real church hall.

Through the glazed windows, you can't see any scene outside the window, only the holy radiance that shines into the hall through the glazed windows remains unchanged.

In He Ao's perception, the 'warmth' and 'sanctity' of this hall have an obvious 'sense of vanity'.

It's nice and pretty, but it's not real.

And in He Ao's other layer of 'spiritual vision', this perception is more straightforwardly reflected.

In that vision, the entire hall and everything in the hall were almost stacked by distorted patterns. Standing in the middle of the hall, He Ao seemed to be floating in a sea of ​​distorted patterns.

And in these distorted patterns, there is also some distorted brilliance mixed in. These radiances swim in the distorted patterns that constitute the hall, exuding a sense of terror and oppression from the unobservable high-level existence.

And at the 'lowest layer' where these distorted patterns are stacked layer by layer, He Ao vaguely felt a certain 'scream of pain'

It didn't fit the character of anything Howo had seen in the outside world.

Here, maybe it is no longer in the surface world.

This hall may be a 'special space' constructed entirely of extraordinary power and the brilliance that may come from the 'gift of the gods'.

He Ao is no stranger to this kind of space, because the mirror space created by the supernatural item 'mirror coin' he obtained in the main world is also a space that does not seem to exist in the surface world.

It's just that the mirror space is far less magnificent than the church hall.

He Ao's gaze continued to sweep across the hall. Except for the door, there seemed to be no 'passage' leading to other places in this hall.

He came here to find a way to find the dead bodies of his parents. When he was 'walking' churches with the red-haired woman, he searched all the main churches in the surface world by the way.

The ending was as he expected, the dead bodies of the Novus couple were not in the church on the surface world.

Kate said before that the corpses of Yilo's parents had relatively high "spirituality" and were sent to the main church. Obviously, the main church has some extraordinary use.

In the case of an inner church, it is safer to put such supernatural corpses in the inner church.

So when He Ao knew that there was an inner church, he was ready to enter the inner church.

Of course, after entering the inner church, it would also allow him to understand some of the 'secrets' of the Eternal Esoteric Cult more clearly.

However, the 'specifications' of the inner church somewhat exceeded his expectations.

The underlying rule of this world is "equivalent exchange", and the "price" that needs to be paid to maintain such a large inner space is probably not a small amount.

He Ao stared at the door, thinking about whether to open the door and leave this hall to explore.

Obviously, there is no corpse of Yiluo's parents in this hall.

There is a high probability that this church has other spaces.

And in this special space, there should be some special rules.

For example, in Howao's mirror space, you can walk through various spaces through mirrors.

So the gate is not necessarily the only way to leave the church hall.

But He Ao is not completely alone, he and the red-haired woman came in at about the same time, they came in front and back, if the red-haired woman hadn't left here, maybe he could get some information from her.

But when He Ao glanced around, there was no one standing around.

Well, it doesn't rule out where the redhead is hiding.

Although he felt that this possibility was unlikely, He Ao still lowered his head and carefully scanned all the corners around him.

Then, right under the last row of benches, he saw a red-haired woman in tights, crouching under the chair, with her chest flattened and a little short of breath.

The location of the red-haired woman is far away from He Ao, and there are many seats in front of her, so she can't find it at first glance.

He Ao's eyes also saw the red-haired woman lying there through some narrow gaps.

At this time, He Ao also noticed that the chairs in the last row seemed to be different from the other chairs.

The other chairs were all open on all sides, supported only by some chair legs. At this moment, the red-haired woman was lying on her stomach in the last row. Both ends and the back of a row of chairs were closed by wooden boards, and only the front was open.

He Ao thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be no such seal in the last row of the surface world.

Then he glanced over the position of the last row of chairs again, and was slightly taken aback.

In the churches of the surface world, there is no such row of chairs at all, and the row in front of this row is the last row.

And at this time, the red-haired woman also noticed that He Ao had found her, and she also looked up at He Ao.

The two looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.

He Ao was a little surprised why the red-haired woman was lying there. Obviously, the narrow chair was a bit 'crowded' for her figure.

And the red-haired woman seemed to be a little wary of him?

He Ao obviously felt that the muscles on the red-haired woman's body tensed immediately after seeing her, and at the same time, her hand was still tightly holding the disc with the pointer.

She seemed a little afraid of He Ao.

"Are you the weirdo in the church?"

While watching, the red-haired woman saw that He Ao didn't make another move, shrank her body, and asked cautiously, "Should we have no enmity?"

weird?

He Ao was taken aback.

what is that?Anomalies in churches?
Sound like a ghost?
Why would you treat yourself like this.

At this moment, He Ao thought of something, he stretched out his hand, and touched his cheek.

A bright red with an orange glow appeared on his pale fingertips.

At this moment, his face was still stained with the blood and tears shed just now due to the impact of the pollution force.

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A little boy with a red scarf, pale skin, dark pupils, and bloody eyes.

In addition, He Ao basically didn't show any expression when he was thinking.

It seems a little bit scary...
If there is another cold wind and dense fog at this time...

Um······

He Ao dismissed the thoughts that popped up in his mind.

He looked away from the blood on his hands and looked at the red-haired woman.

His stare frightened the red-haired woman to shrink back under the chair again, tightly holding the disc in her hand.

He Ao laughed dumbfounded, wiped the blood from his face, and was about to speak.

'Zi——'
But at this moment, an ear-piercing strange scream suddenly exploded in the entire hall.

Immediately afterwards, the brilliance of the entire hall flickered violently like a light bulb with unstable voltage, and a silent cold wind instantly blew from the corner of the hall, brushing He Ao's hair.

A deep thick fog diffused from all around the hall.

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Really cold wind and thick fog ah.

Feeling the ups and downs of the cold wind and dense fog, the red-haired woman under the chair shrank back, then she looked at He Ao, and after a short hesitation, she shouted to He Ao,

"This fog will eat people! It can't be blocked!! Hide in a place that is protected from the wind on at least three sides!!!"

Hearing her voice, He Ao looked up at the fog that was rushing in all around.

In the field of vision of his spiritual vision, amidst the dense fog, there were streaks of distorted and coercive brilliance.

These lights undulate in the twisted patterns that make up the mist, screaming and babbling in pain.

This mist should also be one of the underlying rules for the composition of the inner church, carrying the power bestowed by the gods.

He Ao glanced around, he was far away from the bench where the woman was lying on her stomach, and the closest place to him that could block the wind was the wooden cabinet under the glow.

He took off the knight sword on his back, rushed towards the cabinet, and shouted at the red-haired woman, "What's the way to leave this hall?"

The red-haired woman was stunned by his question, and finally confirmed that He Ao really didn't seem to be 'weird'. At this moment, the fog had come quickly, and she didn't have so much time to think, so she shouted at He Ao,
"Hide!!! Watch out for weirdness!!!"

And when she finished speaking, He Ao had already opened the cabinet door and hid in the cabinet.

Diffuse thick fog covered the entire space.

Ho Ola closed the cabinet door, everything around was plunged into pitch blackness, only a faint light emerged from the gap in the cabinet door.

hide? ?what to hide?Why do you say hide when you ask how to leave?
He Ao, who was sitting in the cabinet, was thinking about the words of the red-haired woman.

Beware of weirdness?

Some kind of monster in this church or some kind of anomaly?

It seems that the rules of this inner church are not so simple.

These cultists can always come up with new jobs.

Of course, there is a high probability that this is not the normal operation mode of the church on the inner side. If those cult members are so excited to go to work every day, their mental state should be even more disrespectful.

There is a high probability that this church on the inner side is in a special state to deal with the 'invasion'.

Everything seemed to be quiet outside, whether it was the voice of the red-haired woman or the scream hidden in the thick fog, they had completely disappeared.

It's a pity, if there is more time, he should be able to try to get more news from the red-haired woman.

But the red-haired woman was obviously wary of him, and there was a high probability that she was not willing to tell him the key information.

"Woo..."

At this moment, a slight sobbing sound suddenly came from beside him.

He turned around, using the light of the bracelet to shine on his side, and suddenly found a little girl in a red dress who was covering her face and her back was facing him, who seemed to be crying.

He Ao remembered very clearly that when he entered the cabinet, there was nothing in it.

But in the vision of the spirit vision, the little girl was entwined with distorted patterns and extremely unstable shadows.

'Zi——'

At this moment, a scream came from the gap in the cabinet door, and then, a phantom of a distorted human head turned into a cloud of smoke, slowly spreading in along the gap in the cabinet door.

It carefully followed the blind corner of He Ao's vision, submerged into the darkness of the cabinet, and then slowly approached He Ao.

Clang—

Accompanied by the sound of the cold blade coming out of the body slightly, the phantom of the human head just hit the blade that was pulled out from the scabbard, and it shattered instantly.

At this moment, the crying beside him became quieter.

He Ao stretched out his hand and pulled the cabinet door completely shut.

After entering the cabinet, those dense fogs with the power of gods that seem to symbolize the underlying rules of this space will not come in, but things similar to 'evil spirits' in the dense fog can still come in.

He might still have a headache dealing with the power of the gods, but he hardly needed any effort to deal with these evil spirits.

After eliminating the evil spirit, He Ao turned his head and looked at the little girl in the red skirt beside him.

Judging from the girl's reaction just now, it seems that this is a person who can communicate.

He fumbled in his pocket, and took out the piece of paper that the red-haired woman gave him just now, which was sandwiched in the banknotes.

This piece of paper is not small, about the size of a banknote, and it is relatively thick, but it was folded many times by the red-haired woman, and there are many creases. Send the text written by the woman.

Then, with the light of the bracelet, carefully fold it along the original folding pattern.

Yiluo often played origami when he was a child, and his mother taught him many interesting origami patterns.

Soon, he folded it into a paper butterfly.

Then he played on his own.

The girl's crying stopped for a while, as if she was attracted by the paper butterfly folded by He Ao.

But she couldn't turn her head around, so she had to shrink her head and continue crying, crying for a while, then stopping, sobbing intermittently.

After a while, she found that He Ao really didn't seem to care about her anymore, and the crying gradually stopped.

He Ao stopped the game in his hand and asked softly,
"My parents were killed, and their remains were brought here. I can't find them. Do you know where they are? Or, do you know where the bodies pulled in from outside are stored here?"

The girl's crying didn't stop.

She didn't seem to know the answer to Howard's question.

"Then do you know in which direction you might be able to find them?"

Howard continued to ask.

There was a pause in the girl's crying.

"You can't get out of here?"

He Ao asked thoughtfully.

There was a pause in the girl's crying.

He Ao paused, and asked softly, "Then can you point me in a direction?"

The girl's crying became a little quieter, but it didn't stop completely. After a while, it finally stopped.

"Thank you."

He Ao smiled and handed the folded paper butterfly to the girl, "This is for you."

The girl's crying stopped completely this time.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao felt the paper butterfly in his hand move slightly, and then flapped its wings to 'fly'.

The paper butterfly fluttered and landed on the girl's fingertips covering her face, and then landed on the girl's hair.

She seems to like this 'gift' very much.

After a while, with a soft 'click', the closed cabinet door suddenly opened a gap.

Some dim light leaked through the opening of the cabinet door.

"Are you letting me out?"

He Ao glanced at the cabinet door that was opened with a gap, and asked softly.

The girl covered her face, this time she didn't cry, but nodded slightly.

He Ao thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and opened the door.

But at this moment, it was no longer the vast hall that caught his eyes, but a small, narrow and dim room.

Leaving the lobby.

It seems that this is the 'road' the little girl is referring to.

He Ao thought for a while, and slowly walked out of the cabinet.

boom-

The cabinet door behind him snapped shut.

He Ao turned around, and suddenly found that the 'cabinet' he had just stepped out of had turned into a small bedside table.

He opened the cabinet door again, the cabinet inside was so small that he couldn't 'squeeze' it in.

It seems impossible to 'backtrack'.

He Ao stood up and glanced at the surrounding scene.

This is a somewhat cramped small room. There is only a somewhat rusty iron bed in the apartment, a small old bedside table, and a desk with a missing corner.

Howard walked to the desk.

Some stationery was randomly placed on the desk, and in the middle of the desk, there was a piece of paper that seemed to be torn from a certain book, with jagged edges.

On this piece of paper was written in bright red and somewhat rusty handwriting,

[Today, my brother and I are at home, we didn’t go out, it’s very safe. ]
Boom—boom—boom—

There was a crisp knock on the old iron door.

　Calvin, then encountered a power outage and was delayed, a little later.

　　It should be updated tomorrow afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)