Following the armless monster's gaze, Martin saw the mural in front of it.

Above, the magic lamp was golden, the wick was bright, and a figure with a human body and a fishtail swayed a beautiful shadow in the bubbles.

"It's ......"

Martin soon realized where he had been teleported.

This is the underground of Capernaum's Cathedral, where the queen left many frescoes.

It should be a "big worship" relationship, and at this time there are no believers underground, not even guards on duty.

He looked around and saw the familiar mural of Snow White and goblins, black cats, and the flower of the black death.

The Silver Triumphant Car just sent him underground from above?

What does this do?

Martin had thought that this teleportation would be thousands of miles away or a place where no one could notice, but he didn't expect it to be so close.

The monster didn't seem to notice Martin, or rather didn't care that Martin was awake, still staring at the mural, or rather, at the mermaid on it, to be exact.

As it gazed at the mural, its body underwent some changes.

I saw that the sticky liquid on its body gradually dried up, and then, the shoulder blades behind it gradually protruded, and tiny fluff grew from the skin.

After a short while, two wings covered with white feathers took shape, and then, long golden hair grew on the monster's head, and a white robe appeared in the void, falling and draped over its body.

"Weeping Angel!"

Martin had already felt wrong when he saw the monster's wings and blond hair, and when the monster was dressed in his white robe, he was shocked beyond words.

This is the "weeping angel" I saw in my dreams, the existence that fixed himself on the high wall and almost wiped himself out!

How could the monster just now be an angel?! And how did it appear in your dreams?

Martin's mind went blank, and he was a little skeptical of the reality of his dream.

"It's amazing."

The "Weeping Angel" had his back to Martin, and he watched his body gradually stop changing, and muttered in a very thin voice.

He had a female body, but he couldn't tell the gender from the voice.

"A mural can allow me to emerge from the [Void Phase] and reveal my true body, and that legendary queen is worthy of being a top-level [Artifact Master]."

Hearing the word "Queen", Martin's spirit suddenly tensed.

This man knows the existence of the Queen!

The "Weeping Angel" looked around at the murals, and then smiled a little smugly:

"After so much effort, I finally deceived [the king's right hand] out."

"I'll take a look, the key to the ruins should be in that painting......"

Trick out?

Could it be that the King's Right Hand was originally here?

Martin began to think about his words, before he teleported to Anne, the King's Right Hand had fallen into a state of madness between friend and foe, and all this was caused by that mysterious sniper!

"They had planned it for a long time... Aren't these people just going to be the statue of the Light or the 'rose' card that Bishop Thomas has taken? ”

"They wanted to lure the King's Right Hand out so they could enter the earth in the first place?"

"Thinking about it this way, the ruins left by the queen can be visited by ordinary people, but they can't come in, is it because of the existence of the [king's right hand]......"

"But what do these murals have to do with the 'key to the ruins'...... These should just be messages left to me by the Queen...... Wait, Queen... Ruins..."

At this point, Martin suddenly came back to his senses.

"Did he mean the 'Queen's Garden' in Cavides?"

Lady Lucia had told Martin that the church and the town hall had recently found the remains of a garden in Calvides, and that the one in Calbides was supposed to be built after the City of Calamity!

Countless messages and clues crossed Martin's mind, hitting Anne with the "Flower of the Black Death", the murals of Calamity, and the City of Calamity in his dreams......

All the clues came together, and Martin seemed to know why he had taken Anne and himself out of the Great Prayer Hall, and everything had to do with the "remains of the garden".

The "Weeping Angel" looked left and right at the murals on the walls, he didn't hide his face and weep like in his previous dream, but Martin didn't see him in front either, it seemed that every time he turned his head, Martin was always at the back of his head.

But Martin never moved.

"Ahh It's hard......"

"It's better to bring these murals directly, anyway, there is this young man with the atmosphere of 'Tower of Life'......"

The "Weeping Angel" stopped in front of the mural of the black cat and began to look down at the mural and talk to himself.

There was not much light where he stood, and in the shadows, his wings were unusually thin, and his white feathers were not fluffy, as if his bones were about to be exposed, and he trembled gently as he spoke.

The picture appears quiet and eerie.

Martin knew very well that the second half of His words were referring to Himself.

But the monster-transformed "angel" still didn't look back, just as he had forgotten Martin, and he was the only one in the entire underground hall.

Martin remembered what had happened in his dream, and although he didn't see his face until the end, he knew that something terrible would happen if he saw it.

The "Weeping Angel" stretched out his left hand and waved it lightly, and a burst of colorful bubbles poured into the murals.

The bubbles stuck to the murals and burst one after another, causing a thin mist to stain the murals.

Then, the murals seemed to be blown by the wind, no longer smooth, but slightly curled, as if ripples.

The contents of the mural fade and disappear.

Eventually, the murals disappeared for an unknown number of years, as if they had never existed on the walls.

"Gollum."

A large colored bubble appears in front of the "Weeping Angel".

Martin was amazed to see all the vanished murals in the shimmering sheen of the bubbles!

It's as if they've been mirrored in a mirror, and their bodies are gone.

"Hmmm......"

The Weeping Angel spoke in a satisfied tone, and then He stretched out His right hand.

"It's time to go, and the church will find out that something is wrong after a while..."

Martin saw that his index finger was wearing a simple silver ring.

It was the one he had obtained from Henry Goode earlier, and the same item that had caused him and Anne to teleport just now, the mysterious [Silver Triumphal Car].

It's just that I don't know why it was in the form of a mirror last time and a ring this time.

Martin realized what he wanted to do, but now he was so exhausted that it was like he had stayed up all night, and he didn't have the slightest desire to do something.

I saw the "weeping angel" turn the ring in his hand.

There was another whirlwind of stumbling.

Sitting on the ground again, Martin found himself in the place of his dreams.

Canyons, high walls, castles.

High in the sky, a huge thorny black flower was blooming, quietly sprinkling ghostly crimson brilliance.