Chapter 1299: a gradual collapse of the prison

Chapter 1299: a gradual collapse of the prison

The words of the old bishop exceeded the most bizarre assumptions of everyone on the scene, so that after the old man’s voice fell, no one was screaming for half a minute. Finally, Hao Ren was the first to break the silence: “You mean, the whole god. The city of 眷 disappeared?"

“Ninety percent of the city has disappeared, and only a small part of the awesome side of the ring-shaped area closest to the holy mountain of Asoman has been preserved, including the iconostasis and several affiliated palaces. The investigative team sent out did not get close to the close investigation, but only from the outside, it can be determined that the light of the iconic palace has been extinguished, and the entire building does not even see any life."

Caracius couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Goddess!"

The high-ranking bishop's hands were involuntarily clenched and squatting open. Obviously, this too shocking news suddenly made him lose his mind, which led to a feeling of ignorance.

In this case, only Hao Ren, who always maintains a third-party perspective, can still ask as usual: "After that, did you send someone to explore outside? Is there any remaining city around the city of God? Is it outside the wilderness? Are there survivors? Maybe these can tell us what happened."

The old bishop shook his head incompetently: "Of course we also thought about it. However, the repeated attacks of the nightmare forces made the remaining priests in Lu'an city exhausted. It is a miracle that we stick to this cathedral. How is it possible? There was still the second batch of troops. In fact, the first team had a lot of casualties. At that time, we organized the investigation team with the idea of ​​rushing to the holy city for help, but now the whole city of the gods is not With the wings flying, it is impossible to have a new investigation team to start."

Hao Ren looked at Karasius next to him, and the other party was still in shock and sorrow at the moment, but the high-ranking bishop still calmed down with extraordinary willpower. He sighed with a long breath: "We must go to Aso immediately. Man... Mr. Hao Ren, can you have a plan?"

Until now, Caracius has not forgotten the edicts he heard from the Pope's mouth when he started. He firmly believes that Hao Ren, the "miracle" from the Kasuan Temple, is the hope of saving Asoman, even if the situation worsens. Convinced that this is almost the only reason to support him to continue, and now that the city of the gods has disappeared bizarrely, he needs a pillar of faith that supports his actions.

However, Hao Ren did not answer immediately. He just thought about it seriously. He suddenly asked: "Bishop Holzman, the city of the gods interrupted the external contact before the chaos completely shrouded the earth?"

He heard a suspicious detail from the description of the old bishop, so he couldn't help but ask.

The old bishop nodded.

"At that time, the city of the gods did not have 'disappeared'?"

The old bishop continued to nod: "It should be like this. At that time, the glory from the holy city can be observed, and the divine divination can also confirm the existence of the holy city, but all the communication channels have been cut off."

"That is, at least until the first nightmare began, the city of the gods was safe, but it was completely blocked at the time, and then it disappeared bizarrely, and nothing happened in the process."

Caracius looked at Hao Ren with a puzzled look: "What did you think of?"

Hao Ren said faintly: "I suspect that someone has taken the initiative to cut off the connection between the city of the gods and the outside world. This person can only be the ruler of the city."

"The Pope's Majesty? This is impossible," Karasius said immediately. "Why is he doing this?"

"There are many reasons, perhaps controlled, perhaps to protect the Holy City, or to protect other cities. Maybe he is trying to prevent some evil forces from spreading through the magical connections between cities?" Ren raised his eyelids. "I didn't say anything else."

He said, he looked at the corner and squinted without a word: "Hey, what do you want to say?"

The woman said before that she had a major mission to go to the sanctuary. However, now she is in the sanctuary. She is like a puppet. It seems that this place has nothing to do with her. Hao Ren is also curious. Listen to her statement.

He seems to be swimming in the sky until Hao Ren called her again and suddenly woke up. Her hood moved and the hoarse voice came out: "Before going to Asoman, I will look at those who are in a nightmare. What the **** is."

The sight of Hao Ren and Karasius fell on the Bishop of Holzman, and the old man nodded very happily: "Of course."

Although the surviving priests of Lu’an City can only be trapped in the cathedral, they have never given up their way out of the predicament, so the study of the nightmare phenomenon has been continuous. They found the nightmare from the city and took it to an ancillary building behind the cathedral, trying to find a way to cure nightmares and reverse erosion, but they haven't made any progress so far.

Hao Ren and his entourage saw the people who fell into sleep, Luan citizens, a total of a dozen people, lying neatly on the sides of a long room, several low-level assistant priests are taking care of these "living bodies", the whole room scene As the morgue is as strange.

The building was originally a medical museum attached to the cathedral.

People who are eroded by Chaos Nightmare look indistinguishable from ordinary people. They just lie quietly and breathe slowly to the extreme, but the life characteristics such as heartbeat are as usual, just like ordinary sleep. Some unexplained pipes extend from their bedding and are attached to metalware beside the bed. The device is filled with milky halos and runes. These seem to be the medical devices used by the church based on the power of the gods.

Since the old bishop had to stay in the underground palace to preside over the overall situation, the former Bernstein priest who had received the crowd once again served as a guide and commentator. He explained the situation of sleeping citizens: "There is such a person who is in a nightmare. It looks like ordinary people. The soul is in the gap between reality and illusion. Their flesh is lying here, from their spirit. The shadows that were born in the world wandered in the outer cities, much like the souls, but the ordinary magical magic or sedatives could not work."

He walked slowly between these "living bodies" and carefully checked the condition of one or two people from time to time without saying a word.

Hao Ren really couldn't help but ask her: "Is there anything found?"

"Their souls have fallen on the other side," he whispered. "The outside world is not their soul, but the illusion that is refraction from the other side. It is more vain than the soul. Dreams are even more cowardly. However, those illusory shadows are a huge threat because they carry the breath of the 'other side', which is a precursor to the shackles breaking through the barriers, the more shadows are in the real world, the barriers. The more vulnerable it is, the more breath it leaks, which will greatly speed up the collapse of the prison."

Hao Ren didn't think that he could say so much when he opened his mouth. He was suddenly confused by the confusing words of the other god. He squinted: "Can it be translated into lingua franca?" 'On the other side?'

The hood hood lifted slightly: "The other part of Colo was folded, the cage of eternal exile, holding Locketon's forgotten abyss."

Father Bernstein, standing behind Hao Ren, took a breath.

"You said that these nightmare people were actually sucked into the prison of Lockerton?!" Hao Ren stared at him. "Then their actions in prison were projected into the real world and became the shadow of the city." ?"

"exactly."

Lily couldn't help but poke the cloak: "Hey, how do you know so much?"

"When I get to Asoman, I will confess everything, but now is not the time."

Lily rolled her eyes: "Hey, love can't say."

Hao Ren looked at the sleeping citizen and gently touched Lily's arm: "I don't know how this sleeping phenomenon has anything to do with the nightmare monster you caught."

"Would you like to bring it over?" Lily's ear trembled. "It was able to communicate normally the last time. But most of the time it can only open its mouth. It seems that the outsiders did not respond much."

Father Bernstein keenly heard the word "monster" and immediately asked: "The nightmare monster? Have you caught the culprit that caused the nightmare?"

"It was caught in the mainland of Ansu. The attack on the border of the Talos Kingdom was related to that kind of monster." Hao Ren briefly explained two sentences. "Before we came over, because we were not sure about the situation in the city, we arranged it first." The man held the monster in the woods outside the city and was ready to bring it."

The priest was nervous when he heard it: "Outside the city? Is it guarded by people? Will there be an accident?"

Nowadays, the dark magic of the Sanctuary land, although the chaotic force is temporarily forced out of the barrier, but the chaotic claws have penetrated everywhere, the city is not safe, let alone away from the wilderness outside the shrine sheltered by the temples, so the priest was shocked.

Hao Ren smiled slightly: "There is no problem, they have artifacts on them."

Can you not have an artifact?

But it may also be that Hao Ren’s air traffic is not smooth today. His voice just fell, and the communicator suddenly turned on.

After the communication was connected, a burst of panic called immediately: "Hey, hey, hehe..."

Hao Ren is wondering, Lily grabbed the communicator and said: "Send a person who can talk!"

There was a chaos across the communicator, and then a church knight hurriedly said: "The head wolf, the monster is out!"

Hao Ren really wants to slap on his face: this is a face! He just said that he could not solve the problem.

“What is the situation?”

"It is...evaporating!" (^)