Jordan was clearly unable to accept the reality in front of him: "But I can't figure it out, why does God make us question him, and why does he question himself?" ”

Nobu sulked: "Because our god is not completely lost, when God completely loses his divinity, there will be a new god to fight against it." ”

Hearing Nobu's words, both Jordan and Runo fell silent.

After a long time, Runo said sullenly, "Since Teucer is dead, why did the letter written by him appear in a black box that has never been opened?" ”

Norbu said very seriously: "What could never have happened has really happened now, this is a miracle!" ”

Here, I really want to give Nobu a round of applause.

It seemed that a very firm new faith had been established in his heart.

And his unpleasant personality also plays a huge role at this moment.

He likes to impose his ideas on others, so he will try his best to make his arguments more convincing, and Jordan and Runo are currently in a state of gradual collapse of their three views, they have no strength to argue with Nobu, and can only passively accept Nobu's thoughts.

Seeing that everything was ready and that there was no shortage of east winds, I started to speak and snorted at the three people in the room.

At the same time, I also used the technique of walking yin, injecting yin qi into the meridians of Jordan and Runo.

This time I didn't dare to use the yin to create an illusion, because Jordan and Runo's personalities are completely different from Nobu's, and with the same illusion, they will come to different conclusions from Nobu.

All three of them are too strong-minded, and it would be a hassle if they argued endlessly because of different conclusions.

I injected this yin qi just to create an opportunity, an opportunity to feel fear every time the two of them looked directly at the base pillar.

After this experience, I suddenly realized that those who claimed to have seen the revelation or received the revelation of the gods in ancient times were most likely just experiencing similar hypnosis.

In less than two minutes, Jordan and Runo opened their arms and looked up at the ceiling, their knees limped, and they both knelt on the ground.

I really don't know what kind of illusion the speech can bring to them, but I can see that the illusion seems to be extremely powerful, and the hearts of Jordan and Runo are full of piety and awe, as well as great fear.

But there was no fear in Nobu's heart.

Well, these three seem to have fallen completely.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then didn't stay any longer, and immediately left the archives and hurried to the pillar.

More than a day has passed since they entered the underworld, and there is not much time left before the cultists make a move on Ymir and them.

Even though Imir and the three of them were alert, I wasn't reassured.

I must get back to the surface before the cultists get their hands dirty.

Today is a day off, and there are few pedestrians in sight on the streets of the underground city, especially those roads that run through the entire city, and you can't see any other living people except me.

On the contrary, there are some slightly darker paths, and people can occasionally be seen hurrying through.

I don't know why this is happening, and I'm not interested in knowing.

As I said earlier, the pillar of the underworld is actually a huge tower, and there are no windows in the wall, so if you want to enter the pillar, you can only use the arch at the bottom of the tower.

I pressed my steps through several large roads and came to the arch again.

There are no guards at the doorway, only two large doors that guard the secrets hidden deep within the tower.

The last time I saw this door, I noticed that the door shaft looked like it had been waxed, and the reflection was a little too smooth, and then I came to the door and smelled a strong smell of grease.

The thing on the door shaft is not wax, but real oil.

I raised a hand and tried to nudge it on the door.

The door panel was very heavy, but because the axle and the bottom of the door were oiled, I only had to push it so lightly that the door slowly opened.

It was not until the width of the door crack was extended to about half a meter that the door panel stopped moving.

I looked through the crack in the door, and I could see a dazzling green light in the tower, a color that was purer and more palpitating than the light I had seen in the well.

Directly opposite the door is a spiral staircase, and other than that, there is only a flicker of light in the bottom hall of the university, and there is no other furnishings.

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, I leaned sideways into the crack in the door, then turned around and silently closed the arch.

Because the door shaft is lubricated enough, the door panel is opened and closed without any noise.

Strange to say, as soon as the door was closed, the light floating in the air suddenly dimmed a little.

My heart tightened, and my brow furrowed twice.

It seems that the luster of the tower changes when the arch is opened and closed, which means that the people who live here have already noticed that the arch has been opened.

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to move, and stood silently in place, pricking up my ears to listen to the movement of the upper floors.

From the moment I entered the tower, there was a faint rustling sound in my ears.

The sound is like a busy sound coming from the radio, but it's so faint that you can't spot it unless you pay close attention, and even if you do, listen to it a little longer, and you'll get used to it, as if it were the rhythm that should exist in the environment.

Just like the sound of the wind on the grassland, the sound of insects in the autumn pool, and the sound of flowing water in the river, they are the sounds that should exist in a specific environment, and their existence is normal.

Standing in that environment and listening to such sounds makes people feel happy both physically and mentally.

It was as if an invisible force was manipulating me, making me accept the busy sound of the dark passage.

I knew something was wrong, and immediately pressed a mental power on the spiritual platform, and the continuous rustling sound was still there, but I was no longer happy by this sound.

There was no sound in the air other than this eerie rush of noise.

I took a deep breath to steady my mind, then quietly left the arch and cautiously stepped up the spiral staircase.

Almost every step of the staircase underfoot showed signs of cracking, but fortunately they had been carefully repaired, and the clay used to glue the cracks can still be seen.

These stairs were made of ordinary reefs, but when I walked on them, I could feel a chill through the thick soles of my shoes quickly pouring out of the stone and burrowing down my trouser legs.

Whether it is the cold air in the air or from the stone surface, there is an evil aura that I have never seen before, and that aura is neither yin nor evil, but it can penetrate my meridians and go straight to the three souls and seven spirits.

Fortunately, after opening the fourth spiritual sense, the spiritual rhyme in my body was strong enough, and as soon as the evil qi came into contact with my soul, it was immediately dissolved by my spiritual rhyme.