I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

The gaze cast from a distance, although it was as condescending as Lloyd expected, was not mixed with hostility, nor did it have a strong sense of awe. Instead, it had a sense of distance and alienation, as if it was reminding others not to Close to average.

There is also a very clear and direct will mixed with it, conveying the other party's thoughts as if in a dialogue:

"Don't……"

That's all it takes.

If nothing else, this line of sight should come from the embodied saint, Zamuel.

So Lloyd quickly stopped opening the portal and looked at the pepper fish head next to him with questioning eyes.

He naturally felt this gaze, thought for a moment, and helped explain:

"The space structure here shouldn't be as stable as outside. It's okay to open the teleportation door from the outside, but opening the teleportation door inside may cause some effects."

"Uh... okay... let's find a way to get there?"

Lloyd suggested again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the saint's gaze came over again.

This time, it didn't convey any will, it just pointed out a direction, as if inviting Lloyd and the others to come over.

Lloyd glanced in that direction, stopped a passerby on the side of the road, and asked about it.

"There is our sanctuary in that direction. If this is your first time in the City of Illusion, you must go and see it. It is definitely a worthwhile trip."

The passerby introduced enthusiastically.

Lloyd stopped a taxi and got in with the fish head with chopped pepper.

Speaking of which, he hasn't been in a car for a long time since he learned the portal...

After swaying for almost two hours, the car stopped in front of a very special church.

This church does not look particularly tall and majestic, and it does not deny the sanctuary's straight-to-the-sky style. In comparison, it is much more simple and low-key.

But its artistic attainments are extremely impressive. There are lifelike sculptures everywhere on the roofs, walls, and roadsides.

The shapes and postures are not repeated at all. Some are ordinary people working hard, some are heroic warriors fighting, and some are wise scholars meditating.

The biggest difference from ordinary sculptures is that these sculptures are all colored, which makes them more vivid and realistic, as if they can come alive at any time.

Maybe only in such a city that is always clean and new would one dare to play with such sculptures, right?

Lloyd stood outside and admired it silently for a while, and soon saw an old priest coming up to him and saying hello:

"Two distinguished guests, please come with me."

Lloyd looked at each other and followed the pace of the priest.

After entering the interior of this church, its artistic atmosphere became even stronger. Everywhere was exquisite and gorgeous, showing luxurious murals, paintings, and sculptures. It was completely like an art museum, and Lloyd couldn't help but slow down. From time to time, I will stop and admire it.

The old priest who was responsible for leading the way did not rush him. Instead, he acted like a tour guide and kept introducing the origins and stories of these exquisite arts, which made Lloyd listen with interest.

Even the former dean sighed with emotion:

"It seems that although modern humans are not as strong as before in terms of strength and technology, they have made further progress in terms of art? It's a pity that my old friend can't come, otherwise he would definitely like this place."

After swimming in such a palace of art for more than an hour, Lloyd slowly came to a corridor in the depths.

Compared with the beauty of the previous part, this deep corridor is inevitably a bit...

shudder? Scalp numbness?

The light here is not as bright as outside. A straight corridor leads to darkness, and the walls on both sides of the corridor are carved into a dense honeycomb shape. In every depression, there is a sculpture that is also lifelike.

But these sculptures don't have much artistic attainments. Some are ferocious, twisted, deformed people, and some are ferocious, indescribable monsters, looming in the dim light around them.

But it is more realistic, as if it will come alive at any time and attack the intruders.

"The crown is in the depths."

After that, the old priest stood directly outside the corridor, as if he didn't intend to continue leading the way.

Lloyd could only shrug and thank the other party before stepping forward and entering this strange and curious corridor.

Just as he took a step forward, a familiar feeling hit his face, and a prompt came from the panel next to his ear:

[Ding~Insanity value +2222]

[Ding~Insanity value +5670]

[Ding~Insanity value +3191]

Sure enough, mental pollution...

So is this the residence of the saint? Or the heart of a psychopath?

"Hi~ It seems that his mental state is very bad? Go faster and don't stay here for too long."

The former dean on the side urged.

Lloyd didn't care about "gaining experience" and trotted forward quickly. He soon reached the end of the corridor and came to a heavy door.

There was no need for him to knock on the door, the door opened automatically, revealing a messy workshop inside.

There are all kinds of unfinished works of art everywhere, including half-carved statues, canvases that have just been drafted, and pottery pots waiting to be dried. Unpolished rough stones are scattered everywhere on the ground, giving people a sense of place. A feeling of being unable to settle down.

In front of an earthen grinding wheel, a young man who looked to be in his early thirties was polishing a piece of jade, making a muffled sound of "rustling".

He looks elegant, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and has a very cold and melancholy temperament, like the kind of depressed artistic young man.

He seemed not to notice anyone coming in at all, but all his attention was focused on the piece of jade in his hand.

Lloyd and the former dean looked at each other and walked in.

The prompts on the panel in his ears stopped instantly, and the mental pollution disappeared.

But even that short jog just now caused Lloyd to suffer more than 100,000 points of mental pollution, and he rose a full ten levels...

The intensity of this mental pollution is a bit too high...

Considering that a normal fourth-level transcendent's rationality is only around 80-100, this means that the corridor outside is basically inaccessible to those who are not at the fifth level.

It seems that the depressed artistic young man really doesn’t want to be disturbed...

But even though they were here, Lloyd still had the courage to say hello:

"Uh... hello, Your Majesty."

The depressed young man, or the embodied saint, temporarily put down the jade in his hand, turned around, and responded:

"........."

Lloyd: "…………"

No, how can we communicate when we can only use ellipses?

The "Book of Truth" in my mind didn't react at all. It seemed that although it could translate ancient languages ​​and some strange things, it couldn't translate ellipses.

But luckily the former dean is still there.

"He is saying hello to you, maybe he wants to say hello to you, right?"

His voice went directly into Lloyd's head.

This is a bit like the intracranial communication of the [Intellect] system, but you can feel that it is obviously different. It is more similar to the communication mode of 0-006. It should be some kind of mysterious ancient skill?

So Lloyd also answered in his heart:

"Can you understand him?"

"Of course not, he didn't say anything at all."

"That……"

"Didn't you find that his eyes and facial expressions are actually very easy to understand? You can tell what he is thinking at a glance, right? He is more straightforward than you."

"Ah I?"

"Hmph~ To tell you the truth, the first subject I graduated from in Mizkatok was psychology. Unexpected, right? So I am relatively good at dealing with this kind of mentally ill patient."

The former dean continued speaking, and noticed some changes in the expression on the face of the saint opposite him, so he translated without guessing:

"Hmm... He probably wants to say that he knows you. Maybe he often heard Professor Hiltina mention it? He also knows about your relationship and your request for this trip... Oh, he asked you to put [Projection 】Put it out and show it to him.”

Although Lloyd didn't know how the former dean could read so many things from the changes in the other person's facial expressions, he still released his [Projection] first.

The embodied saint glanced at him. Although he remained silent, his eyes revealed an obvious disgust that even Lloyd could see.

"Uh...he said it's so ugly..."

I know this without translation!

Thanks to Long Ye for tipping Yifrol 500 points to buy... a selfie stick?