Mysterious Catastrophe

"From an unknown great spirit, an untouchable existence..."

Before the bonfire, there is also the bright red heart of the prey that has just been dissected as a sacrifice.

After offering sacrifices to this unknown 'big spirit', a shaman-like indigenous wizard changed the subject and ordered someone to bring a plate with blood-stained eyes inside.

At the same time, he chanted aloud in voodoo: "Crimson moon, mother of all evil spirits, please bless our tribe, and curse those on board who invade our land..."

Seeing that there seemed to be no response, the old wizard began to pray for other hidden existences, which sounded like he was praising the sun...

……

'I'm sorry... I saw your way of worshiping gods in such a hurry, and I just wanted to throw a god to punish you. '

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly as he watched this scene, silently cursing.

'As expected... There will always be people looking for the hidden existences whose names are left in history, but I am not looking for them. '

Aaron's inspiration diverged, and he sensed several more dazzling light spots, and they gathered at the approximate location of Pulmouth, bringing him an aura of intimacy.

Pulmouth.

House of Baron Jacques.

The baron's daughter, Metana Jacques, was praying quietly in the bedroom.

"Great 'Morommon God'...I have successfully passed the review of the Special Intelligence Service...They think my father is a victim, and I belong to the innocent people who have been affected..."

Although she already knew the venerable name of the 'Spirit of Illusion', Metana believed that this great existence used the image of 'God of Mormon' to redeem her, which must have a deep meaning.

Therefore, even if you pray, it is to the 'God Morromon'.

However, as long as the esteemed name described above is accurate, it really doesn't make much difference.

The next moment, a scene appeared in Metana's mind. It was night, and the hands of the clock pointed to midnight, and she was sleeping soundly.

"My lord sent down an oracle?"

Metana was full of surprises: "12 o'clock tonight? Go to bed on time?"

Although the oracle was a bit eccentric, she was prepared to execute it meticulously.

……

Inside the magnificent religious hall.

Nicholas was wearing a red bishop's robe, looking at a group of gray-haired old men in front of him arguing with red faces, and couldn't help yawning.

'How else to discuss?If we want to compete with the Church of True God, we must also launch our own extraordinary power. It can be called the Inquisition or the black friars... The key is to master power. It's not that they don't understand, they are just fighting for power. '

At this moment, a scene appeared in his mind.

This made Nicholas excited, but he still endured the hustle and bustle in front of him.

At the same time, Sister Yephne and Lily, and even Percy, who was investigating the underground of the headquarters, all got the revelation of the 'illusory spirit'.

Ye Funai and others naturally thanked the gods for their enlightenment.

Percy looked at the collapsed building of the General Investigation Bureau and the stone platform, and fell silent...

Chapter 344

4 month 24 day.

Monday night.

In the single dormitory of the General Investigation Bureau, Percy was lying on the bed silently in a daze.

"'False Spirit'... no... the oracle of my lord... has been able to break through the blockade of the Investigation Bureau?"

Although the core of the seal of the 'Spear of the Sun King' was lost, the strength of the investigation bureau headquarters was greatly reduced.

The royal family did not come up with a second "unknowable level" monster, but they also supported another "angel level" monster, and built a new seal with this as the core.

Under the protection of the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation, at least ordinary false gods are absolutely incapable of doing anything.

"Sure enough, it's a secret existence... night, clock, dreaming?"

Percy glanced at the pocket watch in his hand, it was already 11:59 in the middle of the night!

Watching the second hand keep moving forward, he took a deep breath, calmed down his rapidly accelerating heartbeat, and waited silently.

Click!

Finally, it was 12 o'clock at night.

In front of Percy, a dark light erupted, and his eyes instantly went black.

……

"This is... a dream?"

Percy looked up and saw the high dome, surrounded by white marble pillars supporting the sky, bringing a sense of sacredness with a strong religious style.

As a trained investigator, he can perceive that he is in a dream, but cannot wake up.

"Why did you let me come here? Could it be..."

Percy thought of something and subconsciously wanted to pretend.

Immediately, he found that along with the idea of ​​his disguise, his attire also changed dramatically, with a mask covering his face, turning into a crow of the 'Invisible Priory'.

Tread!

At the sound of footsteps, two women came over and looked at Percy who was wearing a mask. The younger one exclaimed, "Oops... Sister, this seems to be a secret party, we forgot to disguise."

"To shut up!"

Lily covered her forehead, a little speechless.

Although they didn't expect it, wouldn't it really reveal that they were newcomers?

However, since the gathering is held by the existence of the 'Invisible Priory' belief, it should be... all right?

"Are you also... a member of the 'Invisible Priory'?"

Lily looked at Percy, trying to look confident and assertive.

"Yes."

Percy answered hoarsely. He had thought the Priory had some grand plan to summon them, but it didn't look like it now.

The pair of sisters on the opposite side seem to be newcomers who are better than themselves!

The next moment, with the sound of light footsteps, another gray-robed woman with ordinary features but a very unique temperament walked in.

"you you you……"

Percy pointed at her, speechless for a long time.

During this period of time in the General Investigation Bureau, he received a lot of training and learned a lot of high-level information about the dead.

Among them, he has also seen the portrait of the famous 'divinator', Ms. Firework, who suspected her death but couldn't find her body!

'The fortune teller of the General Investigation Bureau is actually a member of the 'Invisible Priory'? ! '

Percy didn't know how to describe his mood at all!

With such a great undercover agent, the previous actions of the Bureau of Investigation were equivalent to one-way transparency to the Priory.

It may even have been misled by divination!

"Ms. Fireworks is undoubtedly an inhuman existence, and she is also very good at divination..."

Percy forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and overturned his previous guess: "It is obvious that there is a plan for a non-human to participate..."

"Are you... from the Bureau of Investigation?"

Yevnai looked at Percy, and a smile appeared on her ordinary face: "You seem to be wandering... You are walking on the edge of a cliff, so be careful."

"People from the Bureau of Investigation?"

Lily looked at Percy with vigilance, and then became weird again: "So...you are the undercover agent we sent to the investigation bureau?"

"I guess..." Percy answered with difficulty, twitching the corners of his mouth.

At this time, he finally saw a few acquaintances walking in.

One is a 'priest' wearing a priest's uniform, and the other is a petite woman wearing a hood, which is exactly 'White Dove'.

By the side of 'White Pigeon', follow the 'Rapier' who said to travel!

Looking at the members of the 'Invisible Priory', Aaron was quite satisfied with the effect of the 'Fool's Crown' he made.

It is not only a connector, but also can create a virtual dreamland for believers to communicate.

In addition, although it is impossible to cast the characteristics of the "God of Suffering", with the help of the embedded and forcibly grafted "Eternal Life" personality, it is barely possible to "drop divine grace" on believers.

Of course, the strength he can support is limited. Although the 'melting furnace' is powerful, it does not match the strength and deterrence of a hidden existence.

Therefore, the only one that is currently open is probably only the purification gift of the 'power of the secret source'.

Even 'purification' is not just for prayer, but as a high-level 'charity' reward!

As for this hall, which resembles a temple in Athens, it was naturally a vision of Aaron.

After all, it is in a dream, and it takes no effort to do this.

'It's just...you have to pinch another person out. '

With Aaron's thought, a person came out slowly from the temple.

"Mr. Angel!"

Liliat's eyes lit up, and she saluted immediately.

'An envoy - Yasuo! '

Percy saw the man too, and immediately bowed down with Nicholas.

Although Sister Lily and Metana who entered later didn't know what happened, this envoy had a very high status at first sight.

After Ye Funai also saluted, they hurriedly followed.

"This is a special dreamland bestowed by our Lord, which can be used as a base for our contact."

'Yasuo' looked around and spoke slowly.

Immediately, he looked towards the center of the temple.

The original invisible fog parted to the two sides, revealing huge white marble steps, and at the end of the steps, a pale throne.

"That is the throne of my lord! It represents my lord!"

Since it is in a dream, it is quite easy to 'fantasize' out of 'Yasuo'.

Moreover, Ye Funai and others, who only have the fourth essence at most, can't see through it at all.

'Yasuo' announced loudly, leading the crowd to pray to the 'Spirit of Falsehood'.

Ye Funai and the others didn't notice anything wrong either.

Of course, it is impossible for the 'false spirit' to come to meet them in person, it would be nice to have a symbol.

And when Nicholas got up, he saw that there were rows of seats on both sides of the divine seat, lined up from left to right, and he couldn't help but glanced at Mr. Yasuo with a little surprise.

"That's the seat that belongs to the core members!"

Aaron replied in a tone that saw through everything: "Those who can sit on it are the true core members of the monastery... Some of them are already 'long-lived people', serving before our Lord..."

Chapter 345 Three Churches

"Core members—at least the rank of 'Eternal Life'?"

Looking at the two rows of benches, Percy seemed to lose his ability to speak for a moment.

"Even though they exist in secret, the attitude towards the 'Eternal Life' tends to be equal, so they only have a chair?" Yefunai asked speculatively.

"I can only say that in the mortal world, an 'immortal' is equivalent to a trumpet's hidden existence... In the ether world, it is both immortal in essence, but its strength and personality are tens of millions of times different... ..."

Aaron revealed another huge secret indifferently, which made newcomers such as Metana and Lily tremble, fearing that knowing too much would lead to misfortune.

In the hidden world, high-level mystic knowledge is often poisonous!

What was different from them was that Liliat looked at the two rows of seats below the pale throne, her eyes brightened: "Is there a seat for my ancestors in there?"