Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1630 Germination
This is a basement located in the outskirts, the surroundings are dark and silent, only at the innermost end of the basement, there is a faint yellow fire burning.

It was a simple altar covered with candlesticks.

The candle was burning quietly, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning inferior candles.

In front of the altar, a middle-aged woman with a plain headscarf knelt down on the ground, praying silently.

Right in front of her, that is, in the center of the altar, there is a round stone with a carved pattern on it.Facing the glyph, she whispered softly.

Most of the words are prayers for miracles and whispers of faith.

After she finished chanting, she bent down, leaned her forehead deeply against the floor, and slowly stretched her hands forward, as if prostrate.Then he stood up suddenly, knelt down on the ground, raised his head and shouted a strange tone.

When these words fell, an inexplicable gust of wind blew from the closed basement, blowing the flames on the candlesticks to sway.

After standing still in the breeze for a few seconds, the middle-aged woman sat on the ground and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, after the bishop went to the Kingdom of God, the following sacrificial words will lose their meaning. Otherwise, how could it be just Make this a little breeze."

"I remember the bishop said that only the power of death can irrigate the burst of germination. There is no complete sacrificial speech now. Maybe the god of germination will notice me, a humble believer, only when I am dying."

The woman stood up quite emotionally: "Oh, if it wasn't for fulfilling the wishes of the Bishop, I would have left this world long ago."

The woman shook her head, stood up staggeringly, and walked into the darkness step by step.

After a while, the sound of opening and closing the door sounded in the darkness, and the woman walked further and further away.Apparently, she had left the basement.

Not long after she left, the candlelight on the altar suddenly flickered again.

A young man in a black gentleman's suit slowly revealed his figure amidst the flickering sparks.

The young man looked in the direction of the basement door, and whispered to himself: "God of Germination, do you think it is a real god?"

Sarcasm flashed in the young man's eyes, then he turned to look at the statue on the altar.This is a round stone with a sprouting sprout carved out of the ground.

When looking at the bud pattern, the young man's eyes flashed serious: "It really is it."

A gust of wind blew out the candles on the altar.As the darkness invaded, the figure of the young man gradually disappeared.

Paradua, the entrance to the deserted city.

There is a river between the deserted city and the new city. The middle-aged woman who was praying in the basement before, wearing a mask, walked through the smog-shrouded new city and came to the river.

Because the construction of the new city requires a lot of metal materials, the waste water that has been treated with metals is all poured into Hanoi.The originally clear river water has changed its appearance now, various colors converge, unknown garbage is dumped, thick foam floats on the river surface, and the stench is suffocating.

When the middle-aged woman walked across the bridge, seeing the disgusting color in the river, anger flashed in her eyes.

"God of Germination, hurry up and take your devout believers to the Kingdom of God. This world has been polluted by steel monsters, and there is no place for believers to survive."

She shouted heartbrokenly at the head of the bridge, there were not many people around, and the only few people were just homeless people, listening to the woman's roar, they didn't even lift their heads.

This drama has been staged for five years.Every time she passed the bridge, she would come to this one.I've been tired of watching and listening to her for a long time, and I don't even want to give her the look.

This is a lunatic who believes in a cult.

After crossing the bridge, the middle-aged woman's eyesight improved slightly, but she still couldn't help shaking her head when she saw the deserted building.How beautiful these buildings used to be are all memories of her childhood, the exquisite prosperity under the blue sky and white clouds.But now, they are all overgrown with weeds, and there are holes everywhere. These holes are all stones removed by homeless people and secretly sold for money.

The beauty has disappeared, maybe only the god of germination can save this dirty world, right?

With a sad heart, she came slowly to the parish.

The diocese is the most dilapidated place in the deserted city, because the king of the Yirong Kingdom is very disapproving of religion, and it works from top to bottom. The most destroyed places in various cities are the places of religion.

Before the deserted city was abandoned, the parish had already suffered a catastrophe.Although there are many holes in the houses outside, at least a few complete buildings can be seen, but it is different here, almost all the buildings are incomplete.

Either the roof is missing, or it's half collapsed.

There is only a small remote church that can maintain a rough original appearance.Because this small church was only established seven years ago; however, a major incident occurred there five years ago, and more than 20 believers disappeared, resulting in the small church being abandoned.

The middle-aged woman staggered forward among the ruins, and her goal was the chapel.

Pushing open the door of the church, with the creaking sound, the dim light enters the inside, and you can see that the inside is empty.

After she entered the church, she naturally came to the courtyard by the side entrance of the church, fetched a bucket of water from the well in the courtyard, came into the church, dipped a pure white cloth in water, and slowly wiped the stains on the front platform of the church. round stone.

This stone is the same as the stone she paid homage to in the basement, with the pattern of "germination" carved on it.

She wiped very carefully and wiped every place.

With the immersion of clear water, charming patterns slowly emerge on the stone.

She looked at the lines on the stone, and her eyes flashed with satisfaction.

This is a rainstone.The characteristic of rainstone is that after touching water, it will show colorful lines.Rainstone is not considered a precious stone, but it is very popular with children.

When the Bishop chose to engrave the image of the God of Germination on this rain-pattern stone, she objected because the rain-pattern stone was too cheap.But the bishop said that this rainstone was bestowed by the God of Germination, but she didn't believe it at all.

But after the actual carving, she realized that perhaps the bishop was right.Because after being soaked in water, these lines match the budding carvings on it, not only fit but also perfect.

The bishop was summoned by the God of Germination five years ago, and before going to the Kingdom of God, he told her to come and scrub the rainstone frequently.

It was precisely because of the bishop's orders that she stayed and did not go to the Kingdom of God.

Thinking about it now, I still have some regrets.

After she wiped the stone, she rubbed her slightly sore waist.Today's task is completed. According to the cleanliness, it will be fine to clean it a week later.

Thinking of this, she finally prayed to the God of Germination before turning around and leaving.

But when she turned around, she found that there was an extra person not far behind her.

It was a young man dressed like an aristocrat.

Wearing a black gentleman's suit and hat.Because his back was facing the direction of the gate, which belonged to the backlight, he couldn't see his face clearly for a while, but could only vaguely see a pair of blue eyes like the sea.

The middle-aged woman was taken aback, clutching her chest and said, "You... who are you? When did you come in?"

The young man took off his hat, revealing a head of short golden hair. His hair was a little soft, and it swayed slightly with the tilt of the hat and the breeze.

The young man put his hat on his chest and introduced himself: "My name is Angel. Excuse me, can I ask the lady something?"

(End of this chapter)