Chapter 1298: a reality that is gradually being swallowed up
In Kolo, Sanctuary is the undisputed core and holy place of the goddess of creation. In this land, almost all the cathedrals serving religious beliefs are the religious, cultural and administrative centers of all cities. The church is everything. At the source of education, clergy are responsible for managing the entire sanctuary, and religious buildings, which are the most magnificent and complex facilities in the country.
The underground of Luan Cathedral is not just a basement, but an oversized facility that can be called the underground palace.
The lord led the priest to the entrance to the underground palace behind the assembly hall, then followed a wide stone ramp down the road and arrived at the underground part of the cathedral a few minutes later. Hao Ren saw a straight and wide corridor extending in front of him. There were many winding roads and room entrances on both sides of the corridor. Although the underground world did not see the sun, every other distance on the wall was inlaid with a shimmering milky white crystal. This is not going to fall into the darkness, and it is even brighter than the ground part of the church.
Almost all of the surviving survivors are concentrated in the underground palace. In the underground corridor, you can see refugees wrapped in clothes and blankets, surrounded by family members, with a look of panic and horror on their faces. They are surrounded by small people. Most of the people have only a few carry-on parcels and small boxes, and even many people have nothing left. Obviously, they are evacuated here in a hurry.
Seeing someone coming down from the surface entrance, many asylum seekers immediately raised their heads. They looked at Hao Ren and his entourage curiously. Many of them had doubts and tensions in their eyes, even those who were ignorant.
"What happened here..." Caracius couldn't help but mutter.
"Azuman's asylum disappeared, the darkness rushed in, and the nightmare quickly swallowed everyone who fell asleep," the middle-aged priest who led the way said in a whisper. "One and a half people became overnight. The nightmare's seedbed, when we reacted, was almost powerless. What happened was weird, and the high-ranking bishop, Lord Holzman, will explain it to you."
Walking along the underground palace corridor, the group finally arrived at the end. There was a small chapel in the depths of the underground facilities. The sacred glory of this chapel was not extinguished, and the soft light filled the window of the chapel. Hidden to shelter the entire underground palace.
In the chapel, an old bishop who was all white was leading a few assistant priests to complete a sacred ceremony. After the ceremony was completed, he turned his head and looked at Hao Ren and Caracius who stood in front of their eyes.
"The Archbishop Karasius," Bishop Hozman pays tribute to Caracius, although he is an elder from the age, but from the class within the church, he is responsible for the regional bishop who is only responsible for a city and surrounding villages. I pay tribute to the Archbishop of Karasius, who holds the important position in the iconostasis. "I know you and your investigation team. When you set off, I also met at the iconic palace."
"Bishop Holzman," Karasius nodded back. "I know you, your diligence and piety are highly acclaimed in the iconostasis."
Then he briefly introduced Hao Ren, Li Li and Yan, who did not elaborate on the identity of the three of them. They only guaranteed in the name of God. These three are absolutely ally allies. After completing the introduction, he went straight to the ground. I asked: "The bishop, what happened here? Why is the sanctuary falling to this point in just one month?"
“Everything is rapidly deteriorating within a few days,” the old bishop shook his head, his face paled, as the former Father Bernstein said, the old bishop seemed to have been mentally affected and now is a little bit wilting. Insufficient, "In the nearly one month after your departure, the situation in the Sanctuary has been deteriorating, but it has not reached the point where it cannot be supported until seven days ago, things suddenly disappeared."
Hao Ren’s expression is serious: “What is going on?”
"The light of Asoman suddenly abruptly decayed. There were countless big holes in the protective barrier over the sanctuary. The chaotic forces poured in directly, causing huge casualties and coughing..." The old bishop said, coughing a few times. Only gradually slowed down. "The first wave of attacks was blocked. The guards paid a great price to destroy the chaotic monsters that invaded the barrier, and barely let the barriers over the main cities resume operation, but in the evening. We have encountered another wave of unstoppable raids that were launched in a dream."
In the dream, Hao Ren instantly captured this crucial word. He remembered the post that was destroyed by the nightmare in the forest in Taros, and the nightmare captured by Lily: "Some people were invaded by their spirits in their sleep. Then the gods are self-inflicted and commit suicide?"
The old bishop immediately turned his head: "How do you know?"
"A similar thing happened on other continents..." Hao Ren briefly described the nightmare of the Talos border. "But I didn't expect the Sanctuary to do the same."
"The nightmare attack we encountered is somewhat similar to what you said, but it is not exactly the same," the old bishop shook his head after listening. "The evil spirits did invade the dream world, but did not cause a lot of casualties in the first place, but made countless The shackles of losing souls have even gradually spilled into the real world. I think you have already seen those things that are swaying outside the square..."
Lily blinked her eyes: "Those corpses?"
"The corpse? No, it is not a corpse," the old bishop looked at Lily. "Those who are not real worlds at all, they are nightmares, a nightmare for Lu’an residents who have fallen into a nightmare world."
Lily feels that her mind can't turn a bit: "Hey...dream? Hey, what are the illusions just outside?"
“Things like phantoms are walking in the real world and gradually affecting the real world, constantly confusing the boundaries between reality and dreams,” the old bishop said. “The first wave of nightmare attacks occurred late at night, and it was The first night after we desperately defeated the chaotic monsters, tired and tired, let almost everyone fall asleep, you can imagine how terrible the consequences, most people are swallowed up by nightmares with almost no resistance, and rely on The powerful strength barely self-awake, and there are less than one-tenth of those who have not fallen asleep for various reasons. After we broke free from the dream, we found that many people around us were asleep, unable to wake up by any means, and then the streets outside. The shadows of wandering began to appear. Those shadows are the nightmare released by the sleeping people. They are similar to the body, but they are not rational. They can only wander blindly. Anyone who comes into contact with them will be mentally shocked and gradually become new. Nightmare seedbed. More than 80% of the city's area is instantly controlled by these nightmares, we gather Some survivors hid in the cathedral only here, the power of the nightmare was temporarily unable to meddle, we can sleep peacefully. "
Speaking of this, the old bishop took a few deep breaths. He was weak. He just reluctantly completed a blessing ceremony. At this time, he said too much to make him feel a little breathless.
Carrasius had to continue to ask questions: "All survivors are in this church? Is there no other living person in the city?"
“I can’t guarantee that everyone is here, but at least 90% of the survivors are gathered here,” the old bishop nodded. “We will send some people every day to collect food and other resources in the city, and we will also look for it. Other survivors, occasionally there will be survivors in the first few days, but as time goes by, fewer and fewer survivors can't sleep, and people who can persist until today are probably gone."
Hao Ren spoke up: "When we came over, we saw some pedestrians who were hurrying and didn't look like nightmares, and there were people in many houses who responded. Are those not survivors?"
The old bishop seemed to have known that someone had to ask this. He immediately shook his head: "That is another nightmare... the nightmare of the city."
Everyone looks at each other.
“Luen is an ancient city with thousands of years of history. We have lived here for generations, buried here, life and death cycle, passed down from generation to generation, the old city is like a soul container, carrying millions of people from generation to generation. Thoughts and memories, they settle down, and ancient buildings and streets have spirituality. The city also remembers its appearance in the bright days, and when the nightmare comes, it also falls into these shadows, so The memories of the past are distorted into nightmares."
Hao Ren recalled what he saw and heard from this road. Those closed-door houses, those who were hurrying and full of fear, those who were hostile and repulsive, and unwilling to communicate with others, they were so real. I did not expect it to be just a dream.
A dream that takes place in the real world.
The boundaries between nightmares and reality are almost wiped out. If this trend continues, I am afraid that it will not take long for the entire real world sanctuary to be replaced by a nightmare.
Karasius looked gloomy: "The situation is so bad, is there any movement on the side of the city of God?"
The old bishop gave him a look: "This is exactly what happened to the city of the gods that I want to tell you. As early as the first wave of attacks, the city of the gods was unilaterally interrupted and all subordinates. The church's magical link, when chaos has not yet entered the barrier, but Luan's sacred crystal has not received the signal from the iconic palace. Then we risked a great sentiment to send a scout to see the gods The situation of the city, but found that it has disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a large piece of sulfur coke soil, there are countless giant pits!" (to be continued.)