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An Le understands Yannv's feelings.

He knew that in Yannv's eyes, his compliment might be worth all the treasures in the world.

At the same time, the guilt in An Le's heart became more and more serious, so that he slightly looked away.

This kind of mood is like an eccentric father giving gifts to two daughters, and the gift of the younger daughter is only a fraction of that of the older daughter.

And when receiving the gift, seeing the little daughter's tears of joy and innocent eyes, the father will inevitably feel self-blame and guilt for his eccentricity and deceit, and a slight sense of guilt will arise.

"Ahem!"

The cough from Long Renmi interrupted An Le's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the believers who filed in from outside the church, and said softly.

"Father Ann, the time is up."

An Le was the same as usual, after harvesting the filth of the believers, Sai Lei still did not come out of the room.

At this moment, even the most innocent Yannv realized something was wrong.

She murmured softly: "It's so strange...how could Sai Lei..."

Although the relationship between Yannv and nun is not good, it is not to the point of life and death.

Before she could ask An Le, Long Renmi asked first, "Father An, do we still need to go out today?"

In the past two months, whenever the door of the church is open, An Le has to explore outside the church.

It's just because Mi noticed something, so I asked this question.

An Le nodded after thinking for a while.

In fact, he was subconsciously avoiding the scene where Yannv and Sai Lei met.

I always feel that kind of picture... a little exciting?

And Yannv's level is likely to be manipulated by Sai Lei.

Out of protection, An Le thought it was better not to let them meet.

Not long after.

An Le carried the simple and mysterious oil lamp and stepped out of the gate of the church. The backs of the three gradually disappeared in the thick fog.

At this time, Sai Lei came out of her room, but her face was blushing, and her steps were a little weak. It is not difficult to guess what she was doing in the bedroom before.

"Oh, what a pity."

Serene showed a rather regretful expression, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

Originally, she wanted to "quietly" reveal the news to Yannv, and then appreciate that pitiful expression!

But after thinking about it, Sai Lei sighed again, feeling sorry for what happened last night.

She murmured softly: "I really want to eat Father An..."

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the other side.

An Le came to the familiar fog.

In two months, according to the cycle of eight days, Anle has gone out of the church to explore seven times.

An Le's process of exploring the area outside the church has also become more proficient.

Although occasionally encountering some unpredictable dangers, with the protection of Mi and Yannv, the whole process was fairly safe.

But to be honest, during these seven explorations, An Le did not gain much.

In this vast white mist, Lian Mi and Yannv couldn't tell the direction and could only act by instinct.

Most of the time spent exploring is spent on meaningless journeys.

Occasionally, they will encounter areas that make both of them palpitate. Whenever they approach these places, they will suggest a detour.

There are also weaker existences, basically without Yannv's action, Mi can kill them in seconds.

But apart from providing An Le with a wave of dirty sanity, they have no other value at all.

The bones and flesh of their corpses are very good materials.

But materials are just materials after all.

Even if they were brought back to the church, they could only be piled there, and there was no way to make them into certain equipment or refine the supernatural substances in them.

According to Mi, there are ways to transfer these materials to foreign lands, but there is no small price to pay.

The loss outweighs the gain.

And these creatures living in the white mist all have one common feature——

Corpses cannot be packed into space relics.

This may be related to the special time and space dimensions of this situation.

Carrying such a large corpse wandering around in the white mist would obviously lead to some unnecessary crises.

Yan Nu and the others are naturally not afraid, but as a novice brought by the boss to play together, An Le is easily affected by the battle.

So although he felt a little heartbroken, he could only give up these seemingly valuable corpses.

An Le originally wanted to find out if there were any extraordinary relics lost in the white mist, like panning for gold, finding treasures.

But when An Le searched, he found...

All the supernatural relics he encountered basically lost their original supernatural characteristics, and the supernatural substances on them, like precipitation, became part of the white mist.

And their bodies have become worthless ordinary things.

It was like a five-meter-long sword that Anle picked up. It looked majestic, heavy and simple, but when it was touched, it turned into pieces like snowflakes. Only the remaining blood and dirt on it proved that it was Former glory.

Time is really the most ruthless and powerful weapon.

Treat everything equally.

Another point is that this world shrouded in mist is really too big, or the white mist has already unconsciously changed An Le's perception of space, as if no matter how he walks, he can't reach the end.

And Anle's time for exploration is limited, and he often encounters nothing, so he has to follow the guidance of the kerosene lamp and return to the church.

For An Le, the exploration outside the church is not a treasure hunt, but more like a...experience?

In the endless white mist, An Le could vaguely feel some malicious gazes and a terrifying aura that could hardly be seen in reality.

That is……

The sense of oppression from the gods!

Only after losing the shelter of the church, An Le could more intuitively appreciate the magnificence, transcendence, and superiority of those breaths.

That is a mortal, as long as he senses, sees, smells, hears... he will be crazy about it, and become a puddle of unconscious crazy flesh and blood.

But in the bottom of An Le's heart, some unspeakable emotions grew again.

Like... angry?

Like excited again?

It seemed that something was about to wake up in his body.

While suppressing this feeling and bearing the pressure, An Le was able to continuously hone her will and mental strength.

Even his own extraordinary abilities were stimulated to a certain extent in such a depressing environment.

Therefore, even if the material gain is very little, Anle is still willing to go out and explore again and again without taking the trouble.

Not to mention, what if one day you are lucky and come across an ultra-ancient relic that has not been eroded by time?

Perhaps some kind of metaphysical factor really played a role. Just after An Le absorbed a single undead with his yin and yang ghost eyes, an unexplained palpitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

At the same time, the tip of his nose seemed to smell a unique smell of rusted bronze, and there was a sound of some kind of metal hitting in his ears.

Both simple and crisp, both grand and melodious.

If you really want to describe it, it looks like an ancient bronze bell played by ancient kings and scholar-bureaucrats.

It also seems that thousands of different syllables are superimposed to form a magical and fascinating rhythm, and the listener will unconsciously indulge in it.

It seems that you can go to a better and more dreamy world with this rhythm.

An Le's expression changed slightly, and he looked towards a direction in the white mist.

"Did you feel anything?"

Turning the huge dragon head closely, the eyes turned golden, emitting a bright light.

The blood of the dragon is mysterious and has contained various magical powers since ancient times.

The dense eyes seem to have the effect of temporarily seeing through the illusion and prying into the truth.

Even the white mist couldn't stop it. After the golden light subsided, Mi pondered for a moment and said with a little surprise: "It seems... there is really something?"

'like? '

An Le is a bit strange, Mi has always been the most reliable of the three, and rarely gives such uncertain statements.

Unless, the things on the other side of the fog have some special characteristics.

Yannv patted her chest carelessly, with a confident expression on her small face.

"Go and see if you don't know, I will protect you!"

Following the throbbing in his heart, An Le led the two of them through the mist.

The closer they got, the more clearly the music played by the bronze instrument appeared in An Le's ears, like the evening wind that was not easy to detect in summer night.

Maybe you can't feel it, but it really exists.

The smell of rusted bronze also gradually took on the smell of blood and mud, and with the accumulation of time, it turned into a strong smell that could not be ignored.

"Did you smell it?" An Le asked the two of them.

"Huh? Smell what?"

Yannv opened her ignorant eyes and sniffed her delicate nose, but she still didn't smell anything.

Leaving Yannv aside, as a half-dragon person, Mi's perception is far better than Anle's, and even he didn't perceive it.

It can only explain... This smell is aimed at An Le!

Or, there is some kind of special connection between them.

An Le looked up again into the depths of the illusory mist, and her heart beat unconsciously accelerated.

It was as if something was waiting for him there.

Thinking of this, An Le had no reason to stop, and continued to move forward.

A few more minutes of walking in the mist.

Finally, a shadowy silhouette gradually appeared in front of the three of them.

This is a mountain.

The tall, steep, and icy mountains lie in the fog not far away.

It looks like a lying giant beast, sleeping in the white mist.

It was not the first time that An Le saw mountains, valleys and other different terrains in the world outside the church, but the mountain in front of him was completely different from every mountain he had seen.

It is cast entirely in bronze.

It is quaint dark green, and there are a lot of rust marks on the surface, but it can still be seen that there are some decorative patterns on it.

Indicates that this is a man-made product, not a natural existence.

Because of the fog, they couldn't see how big, how high, and how wide the mountain was.

He was slightly surprised by its size, and he used his golden dragon eyes again, trying to see the peak of this bronze mountain and the surrounding boundaries.

But as far as the eye can see, there are mountains made of bronze.

It can be seen that the volume of this bronze mountain is huge.

"There is such a place?"

Yannv showed a surprised expression on her small face, she even stretched out her hand directly, and touched the bronze with her palm wrapped in flames.

Her idea is very simple, if there is anything Anle wants in this mountain, she should burn it all up and find it.

"Hey! Stop!"

Mi shouted like this, but it was a pity that it was still a step too late, Yannv's flame had already touched the dark, slightly blue bronze.

It's just that the scene of the bronze being burned and melted did not appear as expected.

Even when the flame touched the bronze, it went out for a short while, as if it was scorching a piece of non-combustible material.

Yannv was shocked.

So far, there are only a handful of things she can't burn, and this bronze is actually one of the things that can't be burned?

Yannv was a little unconvinced and increased the output of firepower.

The essence of the reason why she can free her face from the burning of the flames is that her ability to control the cursed fire on her body has improved.

Rao is so.

Under the extremely high-temperature flame, the ancient bronze was only slightly deformed, and it was still far from being melted. It would probably take hundreds of thousands of years to completely melt it.

Obviously, this is definitely not ordinary bronze, but another magical material, but it is very similar to the bronze that An Le is familiar with.

"Father Ann?"

Mi Mi's attention was shifted to An Le.

He realized that since An Le saw the towering mountain, he had fallen into a short-term state of trance, so he tried to wake him up.

An Le suddenly came back to his senses.

Just now, some memory fragments like faded photos flashed through his mind again.

The mighty city of bronze rises from the ground.

The hypocritical sky bursts, and the so-called light disappears.

The stars lose their color.

Only chaos and madness remain forever.

‘Then, what is that? '

An Le murmured to himself, in just this short second, he couldn't even remember the pictures in those clips clearly, only these words with unclear meanings were still echoing in his mind.

It's just that the voice of these words was unexpectedly familiar, so familiar that it made him feel a little chilly.

An Le remembered that sentence again——

【Reason is the umbrella of the lamb, and madness is the eternal truth. 】

What exactly is the City of Bronze?

Is it the big bronze mountain in front of me?

An Le couldn't help being suspicious, but felt that something was wrong. These words were more like a prophecy, and at this time, this mountain stood here.

Or does "rising" refer to being in the real world?

Facing the closely concerned eyes, An Le shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

He then asked: "Have you heard of such a place before?"

"Or something else related to bronze, do you have any impression?"

But neither Yannv nor Mi knew anything about it.

Even before they did this, they never thought that there was such a big mountain made of bronze hidden in the white mist.

Come here.

An Le naturally couldn't just go back like this.

So, the three began to investigate the Bronze Mountain.

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Some regrettable descriptions were deleted from yesterday’s chapter, alas...it’s very sad.