Jia Yi felt like he was being tied to a big hoop spinning, and he thought of a movie he had watched, and when he was taking the pilot test, he was spinning on the big hoop to take the test.

He suddenly wondered if he could follow this example after he went out, and set up a test for those who had passed the test of the iron ring rotation before they could use the teleportation circle.

The only thing he had on his mind now was that Rigi Agni was a little unreliable, and that the Holy See had a bigger opinion of him than he thought. He didn't even react before he felt like he was being swept away by the water like poop in the toilet.

There was a little bit of warmth in this magic circle, if he hadn't taken out the wings made of angel feathers and put them on for the first time, he was afraid that he would have been torn apart by the powerful tearing force inside the magic circle now. It's like one of those old-fashioned tractors, with no thought about comfort at all.

The wings on Jiayi's back emitted a faint yellow light, although it looked weak, it was already integrated with the magic circle, and although he kept rolling and jumping, he was not directly harmed.

He kept going in circles, until he felt like he was pregnant, and suddenly he was squeezed out by Biu, and Pia was pressed face down to the ground from mid-air.

Struggling to get up, he began to vomit violently until he couldn't vomit anymore, and he felt like he had vomited even last year's breakfast.

After spitting up, he found a stone to lean onto, shook his wings slightly, and his body floated slightly, and then sat down again.

"This wing isn't broken, why didn't it work at all. He rubbed his nose gently, but fortunately it didn't break, just now he vomited too violently and his nerves couldn't react, and now he felt pain after vomiting, and his face was numb.

He gathered a ball of water and rinsed his mouth, then moistened his somewhat numb face with a burst of water mist, and washed it again when he felt that his face was less painful.

At this time, Jia Yi had time to observe the surrounding environment, seeing that he should be in a valley now, the vicinity is very desolate, the vegetation is very sparse, the trees grow a little strangely, and the knotted branches seem to have received some radiation, which is very strange.

However, he was a little glad that he fell into the valley, and if he accidentally rolled down the mountain, he was afraid that his "handsome" face might not be able to be saved.

Thinking of this, he suddenly took out a mirror and looked at it: "It's okay, there is no broken phase." ”

He touched his cheek and nodded with some satisfaction: "I don't know where there is anyone here, I have to determine where I am." I didn't expect the Holy See to be so small-minded, and I didn't mean to, but I chased after me. ”

Looking at the sun in the sky, he felt that the sun seemed to be much larger than his influence, and it seemed to be a little weak.

He shook his head, leaving it behind, the most important thing now was to find someone, wherever it was, just find a way back to Moshacher. He was now afraid that he would be teleported to Antarctica, and it would be bad if he fell into the base camp of the Holy See, and then frying and cooking would not be slaughtered by anyone.

After a rest, he drank some water, filled his empty stomach a little, and then walked out of the valley, although he was equipped with wings behind him, but he did not dare to be too high-profile. It's not clear what place is here, it's too conspicuous to fly into the air, although he can stealth magic, but this spell action is too big and the effect is not so good.

Out of the valley, he kept walking down the mountain, but the more he went down the mountain, the more desolate it became, and slowly even the weeds became much scarcer, except for a few and a half of very abstract trees, and white bones could be seen in the dirt.

The more he walked, the more weak he became, and he found a big tree to hide underneath, although there were no leaves on the tree, but it also gave him a little sense of security. He pulled out his sonar and began to scan his surroundings.

"There's something moving up there. Kaichi looked at the image displayed on the sonar, not too far in front of him, showing something moving, but looking at the waveform reflected back from the sonar, it didn't look like any kind of creature in his cognition.

"The reflectivity is so high that it looks like a stone?"

He was slightly puzzled in his heart, could it be that he had met an elemental creature?

He carefully released a stealth technique for himself, and then released a light body technique for himself, and then walked lightly to the front.

Soon, behind a large rock, Jia Yi saw a white object moving, he quickly stopped and carefully observed, it turned out to be a pit, and the white object suddenly stood up from the pit, and it turned out to be a slightly yellowed skeleton. Just now, the skeleton was lying in the pit with only one parietal bone exposed, and he thought it was a rabbit.

I saw that the skeleton was holding a rib in his hand and gesturing it on his chest, then reached out to hold a rib on his chest that looked more seriously damaged, ripped it off, and then put the rib in his hand to the part that was torn off. A faint burst of white light was released from his sternum, and his ribs were replaced in an instant.

After the skeleton has changed its ribs, it starts digging in the ground, and when the bones come out, they draw on the body for a while, and if the bones look more complete and stronger, they replace the bones on the body, and if they are not as good as the bones on the body, they throw them away.

"It's an undead, and it doesn't seem to be low-intelligence. Jia Yi stared at the skeleton in front of him that had upgraded his hardware, and felt a little strange.

He hadn't seen many skeletons, because they weren't very powerful, and unless they could summon an army of skeletons, there would rarely be a necromancer who would specifically summon skeletons. But he was sure that the necromancers might be able to upgrade the skeletons, but there was no way that the skeletons they summoned would be able to upgrade themselves themselves.

What he was looking for was a real undead creature, not the result of a necromancer's magical summoning.

"Where is this TM? I haven't heard of the land of the dead on the mainland? It can't be some kind of overseas island, right?"

He hadn't thought for a moment whether he was still in the original world.

......

"Cardinal Villette, is it worth it, you have been so badly wounded, and if it weren't for Her Majesty's help, you might even have fallen here. And I'm not worth the price you pay like this. ”

Louis Pasteur doesn't look like he is alive and loveless, but he still has some difficulty in moving in bed. Although his body is actually intact, his mental damage is too severe, and he is still unable to effectively control his limbs.

It's a bit like being paralyzed, but with the restoration of the spirit, control of the body can be restored.

Villette also looked weak now, his face was a little pale, his injuries were very serious, even if the Holy See's magic had a miraculous effect on recovering from his injuries, it could only be temporarily stabilized and not deteriorated.

"Why do you feel like this, I am not just doing this for you, you are here on behalf of the Holy See, everything I do is for the glory of the gods. ”

"But my faith is no longer religious, and I have doubts about the gods, and I can no longer be so firm, and I always unconsciously doubt the correctness of the canon. I'm no longer a qualified pastor. ”

Villette took a step closer and looked Louis Pasteur in the eye: "You are very talented, which is why you can progress so quickly, but your understanding of faith is still too shallow. We believe in the gods because we want to walk in the way of the gods and practice their ideas, not because of the power of the gods, but because of awe, not faith. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many sects in this world, all of them are attributed to one god, and it's not the most powerful. ”

He said with a wry smile: "Do you know how the scriptures of each sect came about? It is not a gift from the gods, but it has been written down by generations of sages, so the patriarch can promote the updating of the canon and revise the cultivation method. ”

"Is it true that everything in the canon is fake?"

"The most important thing in the canon is not the miracles narrated in it, but the exposition of the path of the gods, which is the true core of a denomination. If you truly practice the ways of the gods, you should not be frightened by an experiment, which is a test, not an obstacle. ”

This was the first time that Louis Pasteur had heard of such a statement, and he even said that the texts of the Holy See were all compiled by himself, and it is no wonder that when the imam revised, added and deleted the texts of various sects, there was no divine punishment to descend.

He was shocked again, but this time it was much better, and he felt a little relieved.