Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1714 Bitter Fruit (Part )

It turns out that expressing goodwill also requires appropriate methods and ways.

In this much more pleasant greeting, even though the Battle Scar Bride was generously showing off more of her surface area, Fu Qian still turned his head and looked away.

The voice was just like the person, an old lady with a kind face.

He was thin and sitting on a chair in the corner. Although most of his hair was white, it was neatly combed together. He was looking at me eagerly.

Hilaria was right, someone had indeed seen this sick outsider.

It was actually more than just right. Looking out from the window that was only slightly larger than the vent, one could confirm that it was actually night outside, and the sky was pitch black without any stars in sight.

What else did Hilaria say?

Never walk into that dark night?

"What do you want to do? Don't have any weird ideas."

The old lady who had been paying attention to Fu Qian undoubtedly noticed his actions and reminded him immediately.

"Thank you, but why?"

He was not in a hurry to reject this kindness, and Fu Qian even walked forward to express his gratitude.

The church was in a traditional cross-shaped layout, with the core area even smaller than where Hilaria stayed. The old lady was located in the most inconspicuous corner, farthest from the altar.

"Is there something in there?"

He sat down in the empty seat next to him and continued to ask with a curious look on his face.

……

"You shouldn't ask such questions. Not everything can be discussed..."

However, after a moment's hesitation, the old lady actually gave a Voldemort-like description, hinting at the horror of something in the darkness.

Not only that, there were two other people in the church besides her and the bride, and they all looked over at her because of her question at that moment.

This kind of stress response seems to prove to a certain extent that her answer just now was not an alarmist statement made by an elderly person.

"Then let's not talk about it."

Fortunately, Fu Qian's main character today was gentle and easy-going, completely unlike the adventurers in the movies who believed that taboos were meant to be broken. The next moment, he was very obedient and gave up the question and changed to another one.

"But what would happen if you really went in?"

As we all know, we cannot talk about the evil spirits themselves, but we generally have to publicize the bad consequences they cause, and we have to learn to attack them indirectly.

"You will be completely hopeless."

It turns out that the effect of the strategy shift was immediate.

This time it wasn't even the old lady who spoke, but a thin middle-aged man with untidy beard and a felt hat.

His position was even the farthest from here among everyone, because half of his body was almost directly against the altar.

Behind the altar covered with red velvet was an emblem of the same shape as the one we had just seen, as well as a seated statue that was still relatively intact.

Even at first glance, it was almost one of the most normal images Fu Qian had ever seen among the many religious buildings.

She has long hair, a waist-cinching robe, and not only does she look peaceful, but she also has no extra parts on her body such as wings or tentacles.

Perhaps the only special thing is the four eyes.

That’s right, there are no weird parts, but there are some not-so-weird ones.

Below the long hair, there are two pairs of eyes of the same shape. At the same time, compared with the peaceful expression of the statue, the arms exposed are indeed a bit muscular.

But from another perspective, this should make it easier for everyone to believe that this superior being can protect them. "So how is it incurable?"

While appreciating and commenting, Fu Qian did not forget the main business and asked smoothly.

"You will lose all humanity and hope and will never be able to feel anything again!"

Obviously, this kind of demand is rare, but seeing Fu Qian's thirst for knowledge, the middle-aged man thought for a moment and then his voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"And in that twisted state, they were disemboweled like animals, crawling in endless pain, with their internal organs smeared on the stone bit by bit..."

"It sounds scary indeed."

He waited very attentively for the other person to finish speaking before nodding slightly and making comments.

"But there seems to be a small problem here. If it is completely impossible to perceive, then where is the source of the endless pain?"

……

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. You can just go in and try it. I'll wait for you to come back and tell me the answer."

Apparently rigorous thinking is not always welcome.

At that moment, the middle-aged man in the felt hat was choked and his expression was visibly ugly.

However, he was not sure whether it was because he was leaning against the statue that made him have higher requirements for his own image, but he finally managed his expression and responded to Fu Qian's question in a casual manner.

After he finished speaking, he even took off his hat and covered his face with it, as if he no longer had any interest in communicating with Fu Qian.

"So this is the church of this god? I wonder what to call it?"

Of course, he obviously couldn't possibly know how experienced Fu Qian was in being disliked.

After a long sigh of regret, Fu Qian didn't even waste half a second and directly changed the topic and the target.

Active closeness or alienation should be based on a certain degree of understanding.

The middle-aged person who is closest to the statue may be the best person to answer this question, but the old lady who is farthest away can also express certain expectations.

"Arkonus."

But what was a little surprising was that the old lady not only looked at this side and spoke, but even directly gave a name.

“No secret is hidden from His insight, and His wisdom is like the deep sea.”

……

You actually know this much? I thought it would be good enough to have a symbolic name.

Surprised by the details of the old lady's answer, Fu Qian suddenly became more interested in this superior.

The name is not strange, I have never heard of it before. As for the power, the image is indeed closer to an intellectual character, but the insight... feels a bit like our sage.

In addition, from this aspect, what Hilaria did below is also vaguely similar to a certain extent.

Although the latter seems to be more inclined to insight into "self".

"So that's it."

His tone was like sighing and he looked around, finally responding to the old lady's initial concern.

"Thank you for your concern. After Ms. Hilaria's treatment, I have gotten much better... It's like I have discovered a whole new self."

"Ah... that doesn't sound good."

As soon as the words came out, one could notice that the old lady's expression was a little stiff for a moment, but the one who spoke was the Battle Scar Bride who made the initial eye contact.

She covered her mouth lightly with a pair of white satin gloves, and beneath her expression of perfect surprise, there was no trace of sympathy.