Careless...... I just thought that I could leave at any time if I could travel through the spirit world, but I didn't expect that there would be such a trap. Well, I also blame myself for being shallow and not cautious enough, lacking reverence for those in high positions...... That's when he rushed in.

After a second of self-examination, Glerint stared at Rodney and asked in a deep voice:

"So how can I get 'Him' permission?"

It's not the worst yet!

Since this so-called "holy bell" is called "him" by Rodney, it means that the other party is not just a "living" seal, but should be a very rational existence that can communicate.

"As long as you can talk about ......"

It's really not good, it's a big deal to give up this "servant of madness" and the extraordinary characteristics of this "Duke of Entropy...... If it doesn't work anymore, it's not impossible to take refuge in the other party and be a horse boy from God...... Glerint was never a pretentious, self-sacrificing man. Between life and freedom, it is definitely the former that is more important!

"As long as the other party doesn't intend to kill me...... Then we have to talk about it. ”

"Besides, the situation doesn't have to get that bad."

……

Rodney did not answer his question directly, but said:

"It's not for me to decide...... According to the information I inherited from the previous priest, no outsider has been here for 2,000 years. ”

It's normal, as long as "He" doesn't want to be disturbed.

Listening to Rodney's words, Glerint pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively:

"So I need to communicate directly with Him, don't I?"

Rodney nodded and corrected:

"More accurately, you hear His will directly."

It's not bad...... You call this "formalism". We are also angels in person, and we are fully qualified to communicate with Him on an equal footing!

Gleilynt teased himself in his heart, nodded calmly:

"Well, please take me to hear His will."

"Yes, come with me."

Rodney's attitude has always been friendly, and I don't know if his personality is like this, or if he was influenced by Glerint's "bribe", or maybe both?

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The valley was only a few miles deep at a glance, and it was only a little more than ten minutes before Glerint and his party came to the innermost part.

Along the way, Gleilynt roughly counted, and there were only a few dozen families here. The style of their houses and the style of their clothes all made Glerling particularly twisted. Although they are the subjects of the Night Emperor and the followers of the Night Emperor, they inherit the asymmetrical style of the Solomon Empire - not to mention them, even Trensost himself jumped from the "Prince of the Killing Order" to the "Inquisitor".

……

At the junction of the two peaks, a sacrificial hall was built.

The hall was not too big, only seven or eight meters long and wide, far less than any other church Glerint had ever seen. But it had a solemn and majestic momentum that he had never felt in any other church.

After walking here, Rodney stopped and said:

"Alright, I can only take you here."

"Except for sacrifices and prayers, we are not allowed to enter at will."

Who rang the bell?

Glerint wanted to ask, but suddenly it occurred to him that this "holy bell" was "him", maybe he could knock himself on it?

So he gave up the inquiry, and quietly heard Rodney warn:

"There's two layers in it, inside and out."

"You can only pray on the outer layer without His permission, you know?"

Nodding silently, Glerint took a deep breath and strode inside.

……

The so-called outer layer is actually a clean open space, with space that can accommodate about 100 people to sit on the ground.

What separates the inner and outer layers is a thick mud wall, perhaps because it is not allowed to appear here with patterns and words with information, so there is only a series of complicated but meaningless stripes on the mud wall, and there are no patterns and words burned.

After glancing at it with a hint of awe, Glerint immediately prepared to fall to his knees and pray.

"When~"

A soft bell rang out.

The monosyllabic bell had an unusually peculiar rhythm, and Glelynt understood what he meant at once:

"No need to pray, just come in."

What a wise angel...... Glerint muttered to himself and walked around the mud wall.

What catches the eye is a trumpet-shaped bell the size of a three-person hug, the color should be copper, it has not corroded in the millennium, but the color is still inevitably dull, not as lustrous as the new copper. The surface of the bell has many patterns and patterns, the most common of which is a handsome young man in his twenties, which seems to tell the story of the hardships of the establishment of the Trensoster Empire.

It is also the only object in the area that has a pattern engraved, and the words and patterns on other items will be erased by mysterious and unknown forces, but it does not.

……

After staring at the patterns for a few seconds, Glerint felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly he was in the middle of a mud-yellow city...... There are no creatures here, and the buildings are all chaotic...... There were inns hanging upside down, and the roofs became foundations; There was an auditorium that crossed and pierced the city walls; There is a way straight to heaven...... There are castle-like lavatories; There is a kiosk-like cathedral...... There are trattorias and tailor shops stacked on top of each other......

Up and down, traditional and simple, large or small...... And so on concepts are all confused here.

But the strange thing is that in the mess, you can appreciate a strange beauty, not at all like the asymmetrical style of the outside world, which will bring people a strong sense of awkwardness.

In such an environment, Gleilynt only felt that his spirit was a little more lively.

"This kind of scene is the divine kingdom of ...... 'Black Emperor'?"

While speculating to himself, Glerint saw an illusory figure, who looked to be only in his early twenties, with brass hair and golden eyes, very handsome, but also had a nerdy temperament...... He held an open brass code in his left hand and a slender sword at his waist, pressing it against it with his right hand.

Night Emperor ...... Trenthorst!

Needless introduction, the moment Glerint saw this man, his identity naturally came to mind.

……

"Good morning, travelers from afar in the direction of home!"

"I'm Trenthorst."

"Haven't asked for your name yet?"

He spoke very politely, very gracefully to Glerint.

Grunt......

Gleilynt only felt his throat dry inexplicably, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously. When this kind of historical figure and high god from 2,000 years ago really appeared beside him, no matter how much he thought he was above the world, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

"Uh, good morning, Ge...... Your Majesty. ”

"My name is Glerin Mariano."

The Night Emperor chuckled and wrote down his name earnestly.

Then, he politely said:

"Okay, I got it."

"I know what you're here for...... But before you leave, allow me to nag you about the past......"

"Uh...... Okay, you please. ”

His bearing completely convinced Glerint.