James was awakened by the cold wind blowing in his face, and those winds rushed through every crevice of the world, causing goosebumps all over his body.

With the gray earth and the gray sky, James rose from the gray world, and behind him, there was a huge, black cross stuck in the cold earth.

The sky is bleak, and the land is desolate. The cross was turned upside down, and the section that was supposed to belong to the upper part now hung down, and the two outstretched arms of the cross touched the ground, steady as a rock in the cold wind.

The wind blows and makes people very uncomfortable. It was neither a gale nor a breeze, and it was slightly breathless when it faced it, and when it turned its back, it felt a desolation creeping up its back. There was a sharp and unpleasant sound of the wind and the wind coming out of the pores of the earth. There were demons hovering around him – James had such a feeling.

There are no hues in the whole world that can be pleasant, only black, brown and gray. Countless gray and black crosses were stuck upside down in the earth, like the one beside James. Some of the crosses shone with a little white light, but when James looked at them like a savior, what little luster was gone.

The world is fading. James shuddered. He climbed over a mound of dirt and saw an almost buried altar not far away. Kneeling on the altar was a long, long-haired woman with short, curly white-blond hair. James recognized at a glance this stranger who often sneaked into his dreams and created one strange horror after another for himself.

"Enori......" James raised his eyebrows, moved his body, which was gradually shivering from the cold wind, and then walked slowly towards the altar one step at a time.

At the front of the altar there is an upright cross. Not only is this cross the only correctly placed symbol James has ever seen in the world, but it is also the largest and brightest of them all. Just by looking up, James saw a carved silver-white moon in the very center of the huge cross.

"No...... in James's impression, the walls of the altars of the Three Saints would also be carved with such a moon cross. This kind of thing is the symbol of the Three Holy Religions, and almost every person who believes in the Three Holy Religions will make such a moon cross into a pendant and hang it around his neck to pray for blessings.

He turned his head and slowly approached an inverted cross that was half buried in the earth. Cracks erupted in the black cross, and he raised his hand to caress it, barely making out the moon carving on the cross.

"This ......"

He glanced back at the woman kneeling on the altar, and then at the inverted cross in front of him, and he was terrified.

A soft whisper crept into James's ears, made by the woman kneeling on the altar with a touch of her lips.

James sighed and slowly approached, gradually hearing the meaning of the trembling of the strange air.

"Help Me ......"

Pray to the Three Saints? Could it be that this woman is a priest?

He snorted. In James's mind, almost all the priests had the same personality as Alta. Some are cold, some are wise, and some are impersonal. If James guessed correctly and entered their spiritual world, then a priest's spiritual world is at least a light of hope and faith.

And the world ......

He looked back at the endless flat-topped sand dunes and shook his head.

The solitary cross stood atop the altar, emitting what little of its silvery-white holy glow was left in the midst of the fallen black crosses. It was only when James saw this thing—even though he wasn't a member of the Three Saints—that he felt a glimmer of peace in his heart.

"Help me...... Queen mother...... Help me...... Seram, the god of wisdom and reason...... Help me...... Nivazhan, the god of healing and blessings...... Help me...... Abinus, the god of war and fire......"

"If you can speak, tell me why you trespassed into my dreams. James stood beside her and spoke.

The woman ignored him.

He sighed.

"I knew ......," he said, looking at the woman again with pity. "Can't you hear me, but I can hear you...... It's sad, you believe in the Three Saints, are you a priest, and if you are, why would you do such a thing? I think...... Although I am not a believer in the Three Holy Religions, I don't think we should use the power given to us by God in this way......"

He swallowed, bent slightly, and sat cross-legged beside the woman.

"What the hell do you want? Tell me, if you can feel my words in the other world, say your words. ”

"Help me, help me...... Thor, save them, save Mikhail......"

James frowned.

"The word Thor is not an auspicious name, and in our village the mention of this god is always frowned upon. Why? Do you believe in death or the Three Sages? You ask for the Three Sages for a while, and then for Thor, are you a double-faced ......believer?"

James was stunned.

The white shadow was illusory, flickering directly above the cross. It's that figure again, and it's that ethereal female voice again. James slowly stood up, the woman beside him still whispering, but his gaze fell on the shadow who had repeatedly pulled him into this world.

"You can't talk to her without the permission of the deity......"

James narrowed, he almost saw the woman's full face. But the white shadow was so strange that whenever James thought he could make out the face, he suddenly found that he couldn't see anything at all.

"Who are you?" he spoke softly, but the woman shrouded in the white shadow seemed to be able to hear it clearly.

"Don't trust you...... Don't go to the Inori Desert ......"

"Calling yourself by the deity, are you the emperor of any country?"

White shadows flickered.

"You, James, congratulations, you're qualified to talk to God. ”

"Really?" Although James felt that the strength of the other party was indeed something he could not provoke, he still made an attitude of indifference and indifference, and snorted coldly. "If you are really a god, how can you deign to talk to me?"

"The deity needs your help......" the other man's tone was smiling.

"Where are you God?"

"James, do you choose to refuse or agree?"

"How can a god listen to a mortal, who are you......?

"I need your help, tell the deity, are you willing?"

James swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moistened his already dry throat.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't trust you, don't go to the Inori Desert, stay far away from there, don't set foot in it for the rest of your life. Don't try to learn anything about Thor, don't touch anything about Thor, don't learn more about Thor. The woman's tone didn't seem to be pleading, but commanding with an unusually proud attitude. This made James feel extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to make any excessive moves.

"What do I get?"

The white shadow froze for a moment, then let out a few soft, contemptuous laughs.

"You're probably the only mortal in this world who dares to make a deal with God. What do you want? James, there's not much the deity can give you. ”

James didn't know what to say all of a sudden, he didn't expect the woman in front of him to agree so simply. He thought for a moment, then spoke, "Before I make a qualification, I want to know why you did this. ”

"You don't need to understand, mortal, that the Buddha-figure is a generous god, but not everything the Buddha-figure will give. ”

"That'...... What can you give me?"

"Not much, James, the deity can give you some help with your spiritual abilities. For some reason, I'm not as good as I used to be now. Perhaps, I can give you control of a part of this world, for example you can freely travel around any corner of this world. ”

"It's too little, God, and it certainly won't be so scarce what you can give. ”

James's brain was racing, and fine beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead. It's not why, just because every time I stand in front of this white shadow, I feel an extremely strong coercion. He had heard the legend that the gods were impersonal machines who could not understand a single word spoken by mundane things. So he could be basically sure that the white shadow in front of him was nothing more than a tricky, powerful magician, not a so-called god.

"You are wrong, mortal, you can doubt the world you are into, but you cannot doubt the identity of the deity. ”

James gritted his teeth quietly.

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"The emotions and spirits that stir in your bosom are all understood. It's just that the deity can't interfere for the time being, so he can only wait and see from afar. ”

"Okay," James felt that he had little time left to bargain. He glanced down at the strange woman kneeling beside him with her eyes closed, moved her tongue, and said, "I want to have a conversation with the masters of these worlds." ”

"The Buddha-figure understands, and the Buddha-figure reads your conjecture, and it is correct – you can indeed enter the spiritual world of any mortal in this world through meditation. This condition can be promised to you, but you must also reject all temptations about the mortal beside you. Doing nothing is probably the best thing you mortals can do. ”

"Tell me, what's the point of doing this? Why are you so afraid of Thor? If you have the ability, why don't you go to someone else and find me? What kind of god are you?"

"The deity is not afraid of Thor, and you don't need to know the name of the deity. You're lucky to get something like this. But you have to remember that once you betray the Buddha-figure, you will pay the price you deserve. It's not just the communication of the spirit world, the Buddha-figure destroys your mind and spirit. Do you understand what the deity says, mortal?"

"What should I do to talk to her. ”

"Just one thought, mortal, and you'll know later. Her shadow flickered, and the next sentence made James look confused - "Don't doubt your choice, because the love of the deity for you is greater than the love of all life in this world for you......"

"Ah...... Huh?"

After the white shadow said such a word, it quickly dissipated under the gray sky. The world is still fading, a little different from when James first came in. It wasn't until the last wisp of white smoke had completely disappeared that he collapsed to the ground with his legs limp, thoughts twisting in his brain.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a softness behind him. James' eyes widened and he jumped up from the ground in fright. Looking at the woman who was also confused, she took a few steps back awkwardly.

The woman's eyes fell on James.

"I ......" James just wanted to explain, but suddenly realized that the woman in front of him didn't seem to know his true identity, so he quickly shut up.

"You...... ...... are you?" the woman's body trembled for a moment, and then she immediately fell to the ground, pressed her forehead to the ground, and trembled all over......, and said, "God, God, please save me! Save me, God, and save your faithful servant Helgo......"

James had black lines all over his head, but his brain understood the scene in front of him in an instant—he had gained the ability to communicate, and this strange woman could not see her own face, so she could not recognize herself as just the ordinary person who had been invaded in the dream realm. Maybe in her eyes, she has become a mysterious and unpredictable god.

Even so, James still hadn't figured out what to say.

"Yes, God, I know I love Mikhail and I want him to live, but I also love you, God, I ...... I ......"

James swallowed for the third time.

"Betrayal ......"

He pondered for a long time before he said these two words, and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, as if someone had forcibly pulled him away from this place. But soon, he immediately came to his senses, and the whole process did not take half a second, and the picture distorted by the shuttle only flashed once. He felt the right side of his face feel cold, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that he had tasted a stone in his mouth.

"Poof......

He jerked up from the ground and looked around for a long time before realizing that he was back in the hidden alley of Kingsbridge in the real world.

"What's going on?" he patted his forehead. "I didn't meditate at all, how could I come back?" he tried to continue to enter that state in the same way as before, but James couldn't calm down at this moment.

"Rub, I haven't even asked her identity, why is it gone......" James was so angry that he was about to stomp his foot again.

The sky was white.

His movements came to an abrupt halt in an instant. A few small colorful glass bottles are placed squarely at his feet. James was stunned for a moment, squatted down, gently picked up a bottle, pulled the cork off, and smelled a pungent smell in his face.

"It's ......"

James couldn't help but smile as he looked at the red liquid in the bottle in front of him, and then at the pile of potion bottles that had been carefully arranged in a square.