Chapter 881: 863 Deep Church (3000)

Chapter 881: 863 Deep Church (3000)

Chapter 881 863. Deep Church (3000)

Maggot Man's words made Lan En think for a moment.

The tongue was pulled out by the first batch of believers. Could this be the unexpected incident that Rosalia said in the mouths of Leonard and Klimt?

But after just thinking about it for a moment, Lan rejected this speculation.

Because the two people with higher status were secretive in their description of the "unexpected incident", while the maggot man spoke freely about "Rosalia's tongue was pulled out".

The confidentiality level of the two things is obviously not the same.

And if they took refuge from the city of Lothric because their tongues were pulled out by the first batch of believers, then where did this bunch of new believers come from?

Recruiting faith so quickly?

Moreover, the maggots in front of me, a person who sounds like he is not the first batch of believers from the tone of his voice, are now about to be reborn. Will this process be so fast?

So, "the goddess' tongue was pulled out" should have happened a long time ago.

Finally, the two church knights watched personally as the wolf-possessed man was burned to death, leaving only a pile of bones.

Even the remains of these undead people were lit with torches and they walked out of the camp and threw them under the cliff of the forest, seemingly in the direction of Fran Fortress.

There were books and scrolls piled up like a hill in front of him, and he himself was immersed in them, intoxicated.

It is a very old voice, giving people a sense of dying and decay, which is very suitable for this world.

Until the arrival of a large group of people alarmed him.

The archbishop seemed to be quite familiar with him. The two of them chatted briefly and prepared to lead the team through without any trouble and politeness.

The convoy began to drive quietly to the Deep Church.

The road in the ruins went all the way up the slope, and finally came to a place that looked like a dilapidated hall. This place was overgrown with grass, and even the roof was completely gone.

It's just that his attitude towards the priesthood is completely different from that of the magicians outside.

This should be the crystallized old man, the man who the magicians outside are trying their best to please and learn his spells from.

No other changes occurred overnight.

They passed by the ruins occupied by the mages from the Behem Dragon Academy. Although the two sides couldn't see eye to eye, they could still avoid harming each other.

He wore a mask like a bird's beak on his face, and when he greeted the archbishop, he politely took off the mask.

Klimt means: Anyway, just dont get too close to us.

He turned around, raised the brim of his hat, and looked at the intruders.

This made Lan En wonder if all the spells in this world emit blue light.

When the goddess's carriage passed by, the old man bowed to the carriage covered with black gauze with respect.

This is generally the case with the relationship between the priesthood and mages.

And a tall man, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and robe that was wider than ordinary mages, was doing his own thing alone in this dilapidated hall.

Ah, its Klimt.

Most of the mages holding staffs will light up their staffs with a blue light as a demonstration when the team passes by.

After dawn, the sky turned so dim that it was hard to tell where the sun was. It seems that this is the time when the sky is the brightest.

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Their "grave guarding" tools are two sharp and jagged knives, which are very easy to bleed and chop people.

It wasnt until we walked through this huge and infiltrating cemetery that we finally arrived at the convoys destinationthe Deep Church.

That is a typical Gothic church.

The magnificent and huge frame is inlaid with huge glass and doors, as if to express the insignificance of human beings.

The pillars between the main bodies of the building are wide and strong enough for a heavily armored warrior to run and jump on them without any tiles collapsing.

Low-level clergy were busy running around inside and outside the church, while some civilians who came specifically to pray did not seem to be qualified to go in and pray. They could only gather in groups outside the church, put their hands together and pray.

As this convoy plays the role of escorting the goddess, it is certainly qualified to enter the church.

The horses and carriages were arranged outside the church, and Lan En gave Qilin a wink to ensure that it would not go crazy and wander around.

But considering that this guy was quite frightened last night, he should be more honest now.

Subsequently, the archbishop directly had people lift up the structure that looked like a European-style bed on the goddess' carriage, and carried it into the church through the tall and solemn main entrance.

The people in the motorcade filed in, and Lan En couldn't help but be speechless as he walked through the door.

The thickness of this church door is less than half a meter, and the height is less than ten meters. It is still pure metal!

With his current strength, it would be no problem for him to push it away alone, but it would be a bit laborious.

But with such a huge amount of metal and such a magnificent church, it was another medieval world where productivity was greatly increased by extraordinary power.

After entering the church, the first thing that catches the eye is the dome as high as the sky. The height of this dome should be about seventy meters.

If you look down from the dome, a man of Lan En's stature would be about the same size as a soybean in his hand.

The spacious layout, combined with the high dome, makes people who come in feel even more insignificant.

Inside the church, a large area of dark red cloth strips are used for hanging and covering.

Some red cloth strips were even specially used to cover the statues of gods on church walls.

This arrangement made Lan En frown slightly, feeling something was wrong.

But he is a foreigner after all, so he just feels that he does not adapt to the image of the church in this world.

The sound of heavy footsteps "dong dong dong" echoed in the empty and solemn church.

Those are two giants who are more than ten or twenty meters tall, and they are moving in the church.

The two of them were wearing shackles and iron masks. The dead skin on their bodies was dry and warped, and the nails on their feet and hands grew randomly and became thick and dirty.

Looks like a lowly status like a slave.

After arriving at the Netherworld Church, Lan En felt relieved.

After all, the darkness in the wilds of this world is decidedly abnormal and supernatural.

Being able to rest in a church as strong as a fortress should be safer than the wild.

But

Oh **** ho! Isnt this Klimt? Finished things so quickly?

A man who was directing the low-level priests in the church seemed to have just seen a large group of people coming in from the motorcade.

Open your arms, show a welcoming and warm smile, and walk towards this side.

Looks like a very enthusiastic person.

But in fact, Lan En and the others did not feel the slightest joy of being warmly received.