Chapter 162: Hidden Events in the Cathedral?

The inner corridor has been going around for a few days, and the level has also been raised to level 19, which is worthy of being an advanced area of the prison, not only has the black archer been added to the difficult enemy who can use the blind method to sneak attack, but the most important thing is that I don't know if it's because of the proximity to Andariel's nest**, the elites and leaders here suddenly increased, the elite-level monsters that were rare in the past ten days, now they can kill one or two on average every day, and the boss appears once every few batches, for general adventures, This is indeed not a happy situation.,It's better for elite monsters to explode.,But you have to evaluate whether you have the life to explode.。

Still, ...... I've made a small harvest.,Except for a few monsters that I'm really not sure to provoke.,The rest I unceremoniously implemented the three-light policy.,Although there was nothing particularly good in it.,But compared to those adventures that are difficult to even get together a whole set of equipment.,How can I be considered a small tyrant.,Chasi will be very happy to see so much equipment.,But you can't let her sell too much.,Or Akara will cry.。

After walking for several days, I felt that I was getting closer and closer to the goal I was looking for - the cathedral, of course, it was not that my road idiocy was cured, the inner cloister was no smaller than the outer cloister, but there was a clear distinction between the two - the outer cloister was basically a popular architectural style, and most of the corridors, gardens and churches were similar, and it was reasonable to get lost; The buildings in the inner cloister are easy to distinguish, and almost every place has a different style, so that it is. Most of the places you have found can leave a certain impression, and then slowly use the elimination method, supplemented by the simple road signs learned from Bauer, so that if you can still get lost, then you are not called a road idiot, but an idiot.

So. Eventually, with my half-baked sense of direction, I came to this square......

Although I prefer to use the term garden to describe a pond decorated with flowers and trees, or a wide flat field. Because it would seem more contextual, but when the scene in front of me came into view, the first thing that popped into my mind was the square, and I squeezed out the term garden very strongly.

Because, it's just too big!!

The tall, coordinated, and compact structure of the inner cloister shrouds all the people and things inside in a shady shadow. Even at noon, it's rare to see the sun, except in this square. Although it is also surrounded by buildings that reach hundreds of meters high, it does not prevent it from enjoying the sunlight, as if it is the darling of the entire inner cloister, a unique existence.

The whole square is divided into two layers, the outer layer is a flat grass, on which many dandelion-like shapes grow. The gentle breeze blows the delicate white glow of the plants on the buds, allowing these slender plants to sway gracefully. Countless points of light drifted from the buds of the flowers, dancing lightly over the square like fireflies, as beautiful as a dream, and each point of light scattered on the ground was very soft, but surprisingly, even the fiercest midday sun could not compete with it.

The inner layer is paved with white marble, which unexpectedly makes people feel very simple, but the smooth and recognizable floor, and the countless points of light in the sky, reflect each other, but just like the finishing touch, giving people a sense of beauty of the bright moon in the sky and the mirror lake.

However, this qiΔ“ is only a support, no, perhaps even the entire inner cloister, the whole monastery, is only to set off its existence.

When I say big, I don't just mean the vastness of the square, but on the contrary, it is a fact that is easy to ignore, because the carving that stands in the middle of the square is the real sight that makes people stunned.

This is a stone statue of an angel, with two feet straight and differentiated, a snow-white angel standing in both hands with a sword, only wearing a simple white robe, the lines of the face are delicate and beautiful, but the facial features seem to be deliberately blurred, making it look with a hazy sense of mystery, giving people a strong unattainable and blasphemous majesty, behind the slender is a pair of slightly spread huge wings, the white feathers are surrounded by countless points of light, in the brilliant golden sunlight, it looks so dazzling and holy, that majestic posture, It looks solemn and solemn in the world, and has the serenity and forgiveness of a father, obviously two completely different temperaments, but they are so perfectly mixed together.

I even suspect that the structure of the entire inner cloister is so tall and compact that sunlight cannot penetrate at all, in order to highlight the existence of this statue, with the artistic conception that "only here, under the protection of 'it', can we enjoy the illumination of light".

No matter how you look at it, this statue is so perfect, except for the blurred facial features, the carvings of other parts can not be described as ghostly, especially the dark tones of the inner cloister, and the strong contrast between the statue's body that shimmers with the golden sun, which makes people sigh and shock from the heart.

I sighed and calculated, how many master craftsmen should be gathered? How much time does it take? to make such a perfect statue! Or is it that the statue was originally the embodiment of an angel with a poignant story?

The only thing that puzzles me is that although I don't know which big man this statue enshrines, but according to the rank of angels, the highest level should be Seraphim, so why can't it be the turn of the winged angel in front of me!?

However, it seems to be different, the snow-white wings behind the angel in front of me seem to be more than twice as large as the winged angel I saw on the battlefield of doom, could it be a mutated species of angel? Or did people at that time never see real angels at all, and just set the wings proportions randomly? Also, I always feel that the sword in this angel's hand is a little familiar, but I can't remember all the memories, this kind of plausible ambiguity...... Could it be that I am already suffering from Alzheimer's disease at such a young age?

Forget it, it's not my goal anyway, I suppressed the doubts in my heart and withdrew my gaze from the statue. Then it was placed on the opposite side of the cathedral, which was also particularly different, with a body that was taller than the other churches, and a two-tower structure, which looked like echoing the wings of the angel statue opposite.

It seems that there is no need to think about it if the main church in front of you is not the legendary.

Along the promenade, through a courtyard the size of two football fields, I finally came to the door of the cathedral, which was carved with a fine pattern. It was a few tens of meters high, the gate was completely open, and there was absolutely no problem with twenty people walking side by side, and the poor little Simon in the Rogue camp, which was said to be the proud work of the Mage Guild, was like a giant and a child compared to it.

Luckily, the door was half-closed, and a small gap was opened one person wide, otherwise I would have to consider breaking through the wall again.

I stepped inside without hesitation. But now the light suddenly dimmed, and the light of the world behind the gap seemed to be blocked by something, and it couldn't be conveyed to it at all, and between the doors, it seemed that there were two completely different worlds. And the world in front of him is so pure and void that even the air seems to have precipitated, and the circular zenith is hundreds of meters high. It makes people feel a sense of isolation and emptiness, hanging on the wall of the gorgeous ***, obviously so bright, but the light seems to be bound and cannot be dispersed, it looks like a big red lantern in the dark, and it is even more eerie.

"Treading ......"

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and carefully lifted my toes, landing little by little on the blue and white floor, but no matter how I lightened my steps, the small sound of footsteps continued to expand through the enclosed space and finally echoed throughout the corners of the church......

Monsters, show up! Monsters, show up! I silently prayed in my heart that if I stayed a little longer in this atmosphere that made my heart on the scales, I would be driven crazy.

As if hearing my prayers, or being attracted by my exaggerated footsteps, a group of flickering shadows finally appeared in front of me, oh! Thank you for saving me from this ghostly atmosphere, I almost rushed forward to hug and kiss them, but when it became a dozen salivating polluting monsters, I wisely stopped my gratitude and summoned Xiaoxue them, and this glorious task should be left to them......

After reluctantly cleaning them up, the battlefield is handed over to the lazy crow - now it is more and more qualified for the role of "scavenging". I lit a special torch, which a profiteer-looking vendor claimed to "illuminate a ten-meter radius", which had not been used much since I bought it, either afraid to use it, or too lazy to use it, but now it came in handy, and the footsteps were already very conspicuous anyway.

Obviously, I was deceived by the profiteers and bought an inferior fire stick for the price of three pieces of fine jerky, although it is not ruled out that the strange energy in the church is at work, but a torch can only barely illuminate a meter under my feet, which is too! It's no different from no point at all, and when you go back, you must complain to the merchants' association, and by the way, tell sΓΉ Cassa that the ale wine sold there is mixed with a third of the domestic sewage, well, that's it!

I shook the "torch" in my hand, which had the same effect as a glow stick, roughly circled around, and then quickly decided on a battle plan - to smash the Yellow Dragon and take down the ...... in one fell swoop What's it called? In short, it's a very poisonous and violent skeleton, and I remember that there is indeed such a small boss in the game, although Kane doesn't mention it in his book......

After a cursory survey of the topography of the church, I avoided the side rooms and walked straight in the direction where the main door was directed.

"Treading ......"

"Are we going deep into the enemy's nest now?"

The sound of crisp footsteps continued to linger in the empty church dome, the "glow stick" had already been put away by me, looking at the countless "small light bulbs" patrolling around not far away, I pulled up my face and whispered to the lazy crow standing on my shoulder, I didn't expect this little thing to answer, but seeing its trembling body, black bean-like eyes trembling violently, I still inexplicably found a little comfort.

"You say, if they come around together, will we be able to escape......

I continued to hone my courage as the lazy crow, and the poor little creature, as if he had met a black bear in the deep woods, suddenly stiffened, and then slipped off my shoulders like a stone sculpture, and lay on the ground motionless......

Moving forward in the bitter and joyful, we still inevitably encountered a few waves of monsters, fortunately, there were not many of them, and I and Xiaoxue did not cause much movement under their full efforts, and finally let us dive into the depths of the church, in fact, what I didn't know was that the other adventures were all slowly advanced from the side room, because the light there was more abundant, and there were fewer monsters, like me, I thought that the straight-line path was the safest and most trouble-free practice, probably unprecedented, and never after.

Who told someone to come out and didn't do a good job of finding out the news......

The center of the church, the most sacred place, the prayer hall, finally appeared in my sight, and the number of monsters around me suddenly decreased, which made me breathe a great sigh of relief, I really can't be careless for a moment, otherwise, I don't know when it will be pulled out of the excrement channel of some monster as a pile of fertilizer.

After settling down, I carefully looked at the so-called prayer hall, and the most eye-catching thing in it was the tall snow-white cross in front of me, which may have been affected by the residual holy power on the cross, and there were no monsters nearby.

"Huh...... Hey......?? ”

What about my little boss? Remember that there is indeed a small boss-level monster around here! I reluctantly walked around and found nothing but the huge cross.

"Could it be that there is some hidden mechanism......

Finally, I set my eyes on the cross, leaned forward and pondered for a while, and then knocked a few times, not holding out any hope, but I didn't know what it touched, but suddenly there was a heavy rumbling sound behind me.

I turned around vigilantly - on the rectangular prayer table closest to the cross, the table top suddenly moved away, and a wonderful "corpse" appeared inside, and after a few moments, the fingers of this "corpse" moved slightly, and the eyes slowly opened......

What's going on, could it be that I inadvertently activated a hidden route? I stared curiously at this "corpse" that was gradually waking up, and my heart was full of question marks.