Something seemed to be creeping in the air, something invisible, but as it moved, it caused heavy ripples that affected everything around it, so that the human eye could barely make out its outline as it focused.

The priest looked with some palpitations at the blank space ahead, and above the empty space where no one was around, he could see the silhouette of a human, like a ghost.

As one of the very few people who were left behind in the Stagnant Sanctuary to maintain the huge remains, the priests had long been accustomed to all kinds of weirdness in the Stagnant Sanctuary, after all, some people once said that this was the origin of the witchers, and it was here that the Evangelical Church extracted the secret blood and set off a war against the demons.

These are mythical stories, but the priest doesn't know much about them, and he doesn't have a high position in the evangelical church, otherwise he wouldn't have been transferred to this dead place.

He retreated uneasily until he leaned against the ancient stone pillars, and beneath the vast space there were many of them, one after the other, supporting the dome and ending into the endless darkness.

It was a difficult thing for an ordinary person to live in the Stagnant Temple, and the new pope did not seem to want the news of this place to spread, and since he was transferred here, the priest never left, and sometimes he even felt that he was dead, buried deep in the depths of the earth.

But what happened before and what he has encountered now is simply not worth mentioning.

He tried to calm his breathing, but his heart was still beating violently, and the priest could clearly see the dust falling from the darkness overhead, and he could clearly see that the free-falling dust seemed to encounter something in the process of falling, and the trajectory of the fall was slightly distorted, so that a strange human figure was sketched in the air.

It's as weird as a ghost.

He pulled out the short sword from under his robe, this was originally a weapon prepared for them by the new pope, the blade was plated with a small amount of holy silver, saying that it was for the priests to defend themselves, but in fact they all knew that if there was really any so-called weirdness, they priests would not be able to resist at all, and their spirits were tense to the extreme, but in the next second, the vague ghost disappeared.

It's like suddenly collapsing in the air, and it is nothing.

Hallucinations? Or something else?

The priest was also in a trance, but then a feeling of suffocation came over him, as if something had choked his throat, so that he could not even scream, he struggled hard, but the resistance was meaningless, his face gradually turned iron, and finally as if he was dead, he lowered his head and half leaned against the stone pillar.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, and the priest slowly raised his head, but there was a very different look in his eyes.

Lawrence looked up at this palace that was very familiar in his memory, and looked at its current dilapidation, he was also a little distracted, as if he did not expect that his apostasy was really successful, nor did he expect that he would be alive to get to this point, and even said that he almost drove the evangelical church to a dead end.

But he didn't come to the gospel church today for any nostalgia, he looked down at his palm, this kind of realism made him feel very good.

As he delved deeper into Gabriel, Lawrence became more and more aware of the strangeness of this power.

Not only is this power to usurp the lives of others, but even more mysterious is its unknown way of working, which Lawrence has never seen before......

But he didn't come to study this today, Lawrence put away the short sword he had drawn and advanced through the empty temple of stasis, he had ventured here today for only one purpose.

It was a deep well of total darkness, as if all the light would be sucked into it, and pure darkness rolled inside.

Lawrence didn't see anyone else along the way, but the Stagnant Sanctuary was like that, it was built as a last bastion during the years that the Evangelical Church was in charge, and it was constantly expanded and dug up over the years, and like the Cathedral of Santa Nalo, few people knew the whole picture, even if it was possible to get lost and starve to death in it.

Standing in front of this deep well, Lawrence's eyes were solemn, long before he betrayed the gospel church, in his constant search for the truth, he realized the strangeness of the well of sublimation.

According to the rules of the Demon Hunter Order, every dead demon hunter will eventually be thrown into this deep well, and it has been like this for thousands of years, it is hard to imagine how many corpses have been piled up under this deep well, and it is hard to imagine that these remains with secret blood will really die in peace like this?

And the voices that often ringed in his head, the voices that came from the Nexus Web, and in his research on Power Gabriel, Lawrence was able to determine that the Stagnant Sanctuary was a large demon with an extremely large gap that connected all the witchers.

But the problem is that the evangelical church does this, and the more he digs into the history of the past, the more clearly he can feel the distortion and disconnection of this world.

Standing at the edge of the well, looking at the solid darkness, Lawrence suddenly felt his vision distorted, and the picture in front of him began to spin, twisting together like a vortex, and finally swallowing himself.

"The Well of Sublimation......

Lawrence stretched out his hand, as if to touch the strange thing, but suddenly a strange sensation came from his mind, it was an inexplicable feeling of gagging, as if it had touched an invisible wall, it was resisting itself, refusing to enter.

For a moment, there was a tingling feeling of separation, it was clear that the will of this body had been destroyed by himself, but now Lawrence felt an extremely clear sense of repulsion, something was attacking his will, driving him away from this body.

He stepped back sharply, not daring to approach the Well of Ascension.

"Don't you know? You can't get close to it, it's your forbidden area. ”

The man's voice rang out with the sound of footsteps, and Lawrence turned his head sharply, only to see the mask of steel, the new pope, as usual, dressed in a holy robe and a crown of honor, and his gaze was obscured by darkness in the mask of steel.

He was standing not far from Lawrence, and there was a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"Your actions are getting more and more confusing to me, you wouldn't have done such meaningless things before. ”

The new pope recalls his previous battles with Lorenzo, and he doesn't know who Lorenzo is, but classifies him as the "stuff" that the new pope knows well, and those things have always been known for their efficiency and ruthlessness, and they rarely do the superfluous things.

His eyes narrowed, remembering the news he had received from the old pope, that Lorenzo Medici's plan was suspected to be successful, and that the new pope seemed to realize something.

"Cardinal Medici?" he asked softly.

Lawrence was silent, although this was not his own body, but this mortal body had been alerted to the limit, but more than that, it was the fear in his heart.

It's not a fear of a new pope, it's a fear of those unknown mysteries.

In just a few sentences, too much information was revealed.

The new pope knew that he could not touch the Well of Ascension, but this was the first time that Lawrence had arrived in this way, or had the new Pope already met many people who had used the power of Gabriel long before Lawrence, and he had also sent out disputes with the Well of Ascension.

You guys......

Yes, that's reasonable, according to Lawrence's speculation, in the history of the Evangelical Church, the power Gabriel was sealed for some reason, but what about the Gabriel witchers before the sealing?

In this way, the shell is constantly replaced, and it continues to this day......

Joy, fear, and mixed emotions welled up in his heart, Lawrence looked at the new pope, the mysterious man who suddenly usurped the pope, he was also curious about the identity of the new pope, and Lawrence needed to dig up more secrets.

"Cardinal Medici? ”

Another voice rang out, it was a woman, but under the empty dome was only Lawrence confronting the new pope, and there was no sign of the third at all, but soon they saw it.

In that dark corner, the old dust kept falling, outlining the silhouette of a human figure in the dimness, and the woman did not occupy anyone's body, but maintained the form of a ghost, and the voice sounded directly in her head.

"It's been a long time since the Stasis Sanctuary has welcomed so many guests at once...... Sort of a living guest. ”

The new pope let out a strange laugh, obviously the two people in front of him were very different from the kind of things he knew, and the new pope found a new clue to the exploration of the [truth] of this world.

"So what do you want to do if you didn't come here to kill me?"

The new Pope was used to fighting such eerie ghosts, and he seemed confident.

"Something is confirmed. The woman said.

"You seem to know a lot?"

Lawrence asked, looking at the unrecognizable void, the dust that had fallen distorted and scattered.

"yes, so-so, but not as much as you know, do you?" said the woman with a smile.

Lawrence's eyes were gloomy, and the woman's words seemed to mean to know herself, but how could she be recognized now that she was occupying someone else's body?

"You know?"

The new pope found things interesting, and the three of them guessed each other's thoughts, trying to figure out each other's intentions.

"Actually, we all have a 'connection' with each other to some extent, don't we?"

The woman looked at the deep black well, obviously she was incorporeal, but the two of them could feel the sight of the actual existence.

His gaze fell on the Well of Ascension, which was the origin of the Demon Hunter, the origin of the Secret Blood.

"It's coming. ”

The woman's voice interrupted the thoughts, and both the new Pope and Lawrence looked puzzled, but soon the new Pope sensed the familiarity, and drew his silver nail sword, threatening to be a tiger.

Ferocious killing intent expanded from under his body, like a wave of substantial qi rushing around him.

Lawrence also took out the short sword, but his fighting spirit was not high, and now he was only occupying an ordinary cowardly body, and he had no ability to fight when he was involved in such a battle.

"Can you detect them?"

The new pope asked, a power he hadn't seen before.

"It's just familiar, just like witchers and demons, we are rivals, we know each other, and we are of the same origin. ”

The woman remained graceful and calm, and this terrible killing intent did not affect her in the slightest, and then a violent erosion began to expand in front of the new Pope and Lawrence.

"It's coming!"

For a moment, the invisible gravitational pull distorted the space around it, a twisted singularity with a black arc of light, and then in the core, invisible singularity, a pile of white bones stretched out of it.

It was an arm, an arm with no flesh and only bones, but as it reached out out of thin air, scarlet flesh began to grow along the surface of the bone, and it was so fast that if the eye was sharp enough, it could see the alignment of muscles, the constant formation of blood vessels passing through it, and finally new skin obscured it all.

As if some forbidden ritual, an invisible door was opened in this black arc of light, first the arm passing through the door, then the head and body.

As seen before, flesh stretched out above the bones, followed by an even more abominable image.

It was a humanoid creature that appeared out of thin air, half of its body was covered with white bones, and the other half of its body was wrapped in flesh and blood to heal, and this "creation" continued, and in just a few seconds, a living humanoid creature appeared in front of the eyes of the three of them.

The newborn body, it still seemed to be a little uncomfortable, its standing posture was a little shaky, and the ground beneath it was deeply sunken, and that part of the ground seemed to have been annihilated by the arc light, or perhaps it was the vanished part that created the creature out of thin air.

It seemed to get used to this posture, and then stared at Lawrence and the new Pope with a vacant gaze, the light reflected its body, its complexion was almost sickly white, without the slightest filth, and the next moment its misshapen wings spread out from behind it, and the seemingly soft wings were still stained with viscous liquid, they were intertwined, but they made a steely sound.

"Angel ......"

Lawrence recognized this appearance, and when he completely dissolved the sacred coffin, the flowing holy silver was soaked in a corpse similar to this one.

But then he gritted his teeth, and there was a sound in his teeth, blood running down the corners of his mouth, and the pain temporarily sobered him up, and then he realized that this was not some bullshit angel, this was the Holy Grail.

He seemed to have touched some terrible truth, and in an instant, Lawrence's previous speculations and ideas about the Holy Grail were all overturned.

What's going on here?

"You've seen it, too? I thought you were one of its kind. ”

The new pope looked at Lawrence and said in a relaxed tone, Lawrence's expression was now terrifying to the extreme, he thought he was calm enough, but this body could no longer withstand his consciousness.

"What the hell is going on!" Lawrence asked.

"I wanted to ask you too," the new pope looked away from Lawrence's and then at the angel.

"However, this is the first time I've seen how they are 'born'. ”

Seni Lothair said as he walked toward the angel, blood streaming from his palms over the slender spike sword, followed by blazing white flames raging over the steel.

The woman was still watching all this and whispered.

"When the will of nothingness has substance, it can interfere with matter, but in the same way, it can also be interfered with by ...... entity."

The ominous wings were swung vigorously, and thousands of sounds of steel intertwined and overlapped, rolling up the rising blazing white.