An invisible storm swept through the room, and the red-glowing altars, the naga priests blowing their horns, the elegant and exquisite furniture, and the priceless antiques were all swept away by the storm in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTime seems to be frozen at this moment, and everything is quiet.

There was a click, and a crisp cracking sound sounded. As the sound of breaking sounded, it was as if an invisible hand was pushing the dominoes, and all the chain reactions erupted together in the next moment. Whether it was the blood-colored altar or the pale corpse next to the altar, whether it was the Naga priest kneeling down or the decorations in the room, they all turned into fine particles at this moment, like crumbling sand sculptures, and the entire space slowly collapsed, turning into piles of dust and drifting away with the wind.

Kennan unleashed a gust of wind that swept through the air, blowing away the dust that drifted through. When the dust cleared, Kennan was no longer looking at the interior of the old mansion, but on the edge of a gloomy wood, and in the middle of the woods stood an old monastery.

Kenan, who has traveled many times, is now able to face the sudden transformation of this scene without being surprised.

Kennan looked down and saw that everything on his body was there, and his body had not changed. After taking two steps into the woods, he found that he was covered in a thick fog in front of him, and when he walked further, he found that he was blocked by an invisible wall.

"Is it already on the edge? It's kind of new. Instead of trying to break the barrier with brute force, Kenan turned and walked towards the monastery.

The monastery has completely lost the splendor of the Temple of the Gods of the Golden Age, and is only old and dilapidated. Kennan wanted to knock on the mottled door of the monastery, but he didn't expect his palm to pass through the gate without the slightest obstacle, as if the gate in front of him was illusory.

Kenan tried two more times, and sure enough, his body couldn't touch any part of the monastery. Whether it is the gate or the walls, or even the decorative stone carvings in front of the door, they are all untouchable. Kenan turned around and tried the trees in the woods, and found that they were untouchable, not even the stones on the ground.

Kenan touched his chin, "Is it an illusion? In that case, I'll see what you're up to. With his decision in mind, Kennan turned and walked towards the convent.

Bluestone floors, mottled stone carvings, and somewhat dilapidated prayer halls. After losing the splendor of the gods, the original majestic and magnificent abode of the gods has lost its former magnificence. Only the scars left by the years remained.

Kennan took a closer look, and the hall, though old, was relatively clean. This means that it is still inhabited. Kennan decided to go back and have a look. After all, the initiator could not have just shown himself an old monastery.

Bypassing the uninhabited antechamber, Kennan followed the corridors of the monastery to the rear of the monastery, a large courtyard where the clergy lived. The environment here is obviously much better than the vestibule, at least the yard is clean and tidy, and the bluestone floor is also clean. Suddenly, an indescribable sound came from a certain room, of course, very soft, and could not be heard by ordinary people. However, a physique like Kennan, who has been modified to have a five-senses acuity more than ten times that of ordinary people, can still hear it very clearly.

For a moment, Kenan's face was very exciting. Kennan once wondered if he had a kind of physique that listened to the root of the window. The first time I went to the small world, I saw Snow White and the king, and the second time I went to the small world, I saw the newlywed Long Dashao and Gu Yanran. The third time is in this world of suspicion of illusion. Kenan had 10,000 divine beasts trampled by at this time.

But indignation is indignation, things still have to be seen, and Kennan feels that this matter does not seem to be so simple.

Coming to the vicinity of the house where the sound was coming from, Kenan went straight through the wall and into the house. Sure enough, a black-clad male priest was crawling on top of a female nun performing an indescribably primitive activity.

"After the fall of the gods, did the priests fall here?"

When Kennan entered the house, time suddenly sped up. The world in front of Kennan felt as if the accelerator button had been pressed. The image in front of me flew by.

Every day, the male priests would come and engage in physically demanding activities with the nuns. Soon the nun became pregnant. It seems that he wants to give birth to a child. The male priest seemed to disagree, and the two seemed to quarrel. Because of the acceleration of time, Kenan couldn't hear what the two said, but he could still guess the general course of the incident.

Suddenly, Kenan's camera turned, and the nun took advantage of the night to sneak out of the convent, flee to a small village outside the forest, and quietly give birth to the child. She was a healthy girl, but the nun died due to poor medical conditions in the village, and when she died, she left her daughter's first and last gift, Cinderella, the girl's name.

Due to the hardship of life in the countryside and the limited financial capacity of everyone, the village chief had to hand over the child to a childless peasant couple for adoption. Time passed faster, and in a blink of an eye, Cinderella grew from an infant baby to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and although life was very difficult, the poor life still could not stop the girl's youth and beauty.

And the peasant couple also had children of their own. Since the farmers here are not very wealthy, and the burden of having several more children in the family, the farmer couple gradually shifted the focus of care to their own children.

A few more months passed. There were horrific cases of bloodsucking in the village. A family on the edge of the village died overnight, their bodies shriveled and all their blood gone.

The peasants of the village appealed to the nearby monastery for help. Although the gods have fallen, no one will tell ordinary people the truth of the matter. At this time, the priests still had some divine skills that they had cultivated themselves to use, and the remnants of the gods were still there, so the villagers would still seek help from the gods if they had something.

The male priest took a fancy to the pure and beautiful Cinderella. It is proposed that as long as the girl is dedicated to the god as a nun, the god will send down a miracle to eradicate evil.

The peasant couple, who had no choice because of the difficulties of life, happily agreed to the priest's request. The next day, the girl was sent to the monastery. The priest also made a tour of the village. Maybe it's because of the divine magic of the priest, or maybe it's because the evil hungry goblin is just passing by. Anyway, the same case never happened again after that.

The priest returned to the monastery with the respect and offerings of the villagers.