A strange world

Chapter 642 Chapter 39. Church of Order

"Church of the God of Order?"

The description of the fat noble made Annan feel familiar, "That church with the dungeon?"

"You know?"

"I stayed there for a day when I came here."

"Great, you will be able to complete the test easily!"

Annan was noncommittal: "Tell me about the situation of the Church of Order."

Before the crisis in another world broke out, the Church of Order maintained order in Lost City for a long time - their dungeon, which was almost like a city-state prison, can explain everything.

But after the gods lost contact, all churches fell into the hesitation and helplessness of being abandoned by God. These orderly and good churches can still barely maintain normalcy, but those evil and chaotic churches have begun killing and sacrificing in an attempt to contact their gods.

Without the blessing of divine magic, the Church of Order began to gradually withdraw from the stage of participating in maintaining order in Lost City, and completely fell apart after the arrival of weirdness.

The fat noble knew this because he escaped from there - similar to what Annan experienced.

At the beginning of the strange crisis, he ran to the Church of Order to seek refuge, but it turned out that it had long since become a den of weirdness. After experiencing a trembling night of howling ghosts and wolf howls, he ran out during the day and ran into the royal city to seek new asylum, and then he was kept there. Till now.

"That shadow is the Archbishop of Valencia, I will never forget him!"

The fat noble said that the Archbishop of Valencia is a very controlling guy and a tragic figure - he is an ambitious guy, but he has encountered turbulent years and strange crises one after another... The last time the fat noble saw him was still alive At that time, the archbishop was almost overwhelmed by the pressure.

Annan has some ideas...

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While it was still dark, Annan came out of the palace and rushed to the Church of Order.

So far, Annan has dealt with or had close contact with two weirdos.

The Burnt Girl and the Girl in the Shell.

The former was an accident. The guy who wanted revenge on the Burnt Girl escaped from the wooden house... I don't know how he did it for the time being, but Annan's behavior of sending the guy back made the Burnt Girl give up killing herself, and then Repairing the cemetery, giving away food, and resurrecting relatives are the reasons why she is willing to follow him.

The latter is also an accident. The girl in the shell uses treasures to lure greedy people into the wine cellar, but in fact Annan is not concerned about the treasures... In the end, if the burnt girl hadn't grabbed him, Annan would have taken the same initiative as the hook-nosed man. Climb into the shell and turn into a blood pearl.

Fortunately, Annan's kindness influenced the sea monster. The only regret is that when he wakes up, he has to choose to free himself.

Then there’s the “Archbishop of Valencia.” Annan, who used the dungeon as a shelter, knew how to avoid it - to be a prisoner.

Annan felt fine after being a prisoner in the dungeon for a night. The strange bishop seemed to be just controlling the "prisoner".

A few dozen minutes before dusk, Annan stood in front of the Church of Order, looking up at this solemn gray-white building.

The girl in the shell repeats her actions in life, hoping to gain relief. So what does the Archbishop of Valencia hope to gain by repeating his actions during his lifetime?

Annan was holding a badge - this was secretly given to him by the fat noble, which represented the status of a peripheral member of the Church of Order.

Annan also reported a message to the fat noble: "The princess is very weak and the front palace is no longer safe."

As for the remaining people, there was no need for Annan to lend a helping hand.

Putting the badge in his pocket, Annan and the Burnt Girl walked into the dungeon as if they were home. His last cell has yet to be filled with new prisoners.

Annan then observed the cells one by one and found that in each cell there was something that seemed to be discarded, such as a drawing board, boots, and a water glass——

They should be the identities of other prisoners.

It's just that these weird things are not powerful, and they are of no use to the princess.

Annan thought of something: "Why can't they appear during the day, but you can?"

The charred girl shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

Because she is not a weirdo in Lost City? Annan doesn't know.

Before dusk came, he emerged from the dungeon and entered the empty church.

The smooth churches and exquisite reliefs and statues still maintain a touch of divinity. Annan looked at the huge statue of the God of Order. He held the Dharma in his arms and looked solemnly into the distance. His dust-free body seemed to have been cleaned by someone.

Annan does not believe in any gods, but he must admit the importance of gods to this world... If the gods were still there, the rat plague in the north, the fall of the fortress, and the crisis in Lost City... none of this would have happened.

The reddish sunset shines into the church and shines on the face of the God of Order, like the dusk of the gods.

Annan returned to the dungeon and waited for night to fall.

The dungeon that had been silent all day became lively again.

They actually remembered Annan. When he and the Burnt Girl came out of the last dungeon, a high-pitched cry sounded: "Where have you been?"

Annan looked around and couldn't find the source of the sound.

"At your feet! At your feet!"

Annan lowered his head amid the ear-piercing screams and saw slugs jumping around his feet.

"How did you know I was out?" Annan asked curiously.

"I saw you outside!"

"I went out for a walk." Annan said casually.

After the words fell, there was suddenly silence around the dungeon.

Annan looked at the weird people gathered around him: "You want to go out too?"

The hairless werewolf put the slug on top of his head and stared at Annan: "Hand over your method of escaping from prison, otherwise——"

"Do you dare?"

Annan wanted to threaten them with the burnt girl, but the monsters' heads, which they didn't know whether to call faces or not, showed fear.

What they fear is not Annan and the Burnt Girl, but something that shackles them, such as rules...

"But it's not impossible to tell you..." Annan suddenly said.

Annan deceived them and said that the warden would go back to rest before dawn, which was the best time for them to escape.

They had no reason not to believe it, because the slugs testified that Annan was indeed running around in the dungeon during off-hours.

This group of weirdos conspired, and not long after, the silhouette of the warden appeared in the dungeon, announcing a release.

Annan silently observed the silhouette wearing a priest's robe. Is it the archbishop of the Church of Order?

There are two more monsters in the dungeon tonight than yesterday, almost thirty, and there are also some invisible monsters.

Annan watched them wandering around in the garden, chatting, and boasting. The weird slugs even wanted to be brothers with Annan - they were more like humans in weird skins than weird.

This makes sense. The Archbishop was hunting for weirdos everywhere in Strange City, and those who couldn't communicate should have been taken care of.

As dawn approaches, the weirdos are eager to take action. The slug discovers that its "good brother" is missing, but the weirdos don't care about this.

They quietly approached the edge of the garden. When they were about to get close, the slug lying on the head of the hairless werewolf suddenly saw its good brother - standing next to the warden.

"Master Warden, they are going to escape!"