After killing Ludwig, Fangzheng came to the side of the huge sword. At that moment, the big-chinned man was running around as if searching for something.
Fangzheng did not mind. He was used to the big-chinned man's behavior. On the contrary, Fangzheng had a special feeling about the sword in front of him.
"This feeling … is really strange …"
Looking at the sword in front of him, Fangzheng could not help but frown. He was sure that he had seen such a brilliance somewhere before. A beautiful, bright green brilliance, just like …
Thinking of this, Fangzheng stretched out his hand and grasped the greatsword.
In the next moment, a scene appeared in his mind. It was an endless corridor under the night sky. Green moonlight shone through the window and shone on the ground. In the middle of the corridor, a slender figure stood quietly, holding a golden scepter in his hand.
He was wearing a golden sun mask. His face could not be seen, but he seemed to hear some kind of voice echoing in the air.
Fangzheng opened his eyes.
At that moment, he felt a force different from the one he felt when he killed the horse-faced monster enter his body through the greatsword. If the power Fangzheng felt when he killed the horse-faced monster was hot and warm … Then this power was as cold as spring water.
"Phew …"
Fangzheng heaved a sigh of relief. He could sense that after the energy entered his body, he seemed to have an indiscernible connection with the world. At least, Fangzheng was sure that the power that shaped this dream should be the same as the power in his body.
And at this moment, as the power entered Fangzheng's body, the shining greatsword gradually lost its luster. Soon, it turned into something similar to black iron and no longer had any reaction. The shining light from before also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared in the first place.
Let's move on.
Fangzheng looked up and found that the big-chinned man seemed to have disappeared. He shook his head and continued to walk along the road.
Walking up the steps, Fangzheng found himself in a place that looked like an underground prison. There were cobwebs and dust everywhere. It looked like no one had been here for a long time … but that was not the case.
"The night is above, but the pace is firm. The blood is stained, but the will is clear … "
A voice echoed in the corridor of the underground prison. It sounded like someone was praying. Fangzheng raised his eyebrows and walked towards the place where the voice came from. When he came to a closed prison door at the end of the corridor, Fangzheng saw through the iron window of the prison door that a person in the cell had his back to him and was muttering to himself.
"The monster is a curse, and the curse is a shackle. Only you are the true blade of the church …"
The person did not seem to be aware of Fangzheng's existence at all. Although Fangzheng tried to knock on the door to talk to him, the person still faced the wall and muttered … .well, he was definitely a psychopath.
After confirming that the conversation was fruitless, Fangzheng continued to walk up the stairs. It did not take him long to leave the dungeon. Then … .he came to a church.
"This is …."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Fangzheng could not help but be stunned. The church in front of him looked almost the same as the church he met the Archbishop in "the other Yanan". The only difference was that this church had six beds, and there were several corpses lying on the beds. It seemed to be a place used for emergency treatment of patients. Unfortunately, their treatment had obviously failed.
But the most eye-catching thing was the statue at the end of the church.
What was erected there was not some strange statue of a god, but three people. They were wearing long robes and were surrounding an altar. The person on the left was holding a book, the person on the right was holding a bell, and the person in the middle was raising his hands as if he was going to do something. On the altar surrounded by the three statues, there was a statue of a dried corpse.
Is this the history of the Church of Healing?
Looking at the dried corpse statue in front of him, Fangzheng fell into deep thought. The biggest question of the Church of Healing was how they obtained blood for blood therapy, because blood was obviously limited. Although William said that they extracted blood from an old god they found in the ruins, Fangzheng felt that this was very unreliable. The reason was very simple. From what he had observed before, the mutations of these people who had received blood therapy were clearly divided into "classes". For example, the most ordinary villagers, even if they mutated, would at most mutate into lunatics or werewolves, and even if they turned into werewolves, they would only be little werewolves.
Take the werewolves Fangzheng encountered when he first came to this world. They were not only about the same size as humans, but they also had a very weak desire to attack. When Fangzheng walked past them, they would even tremble and retreat.
But in the world of "the original Yanan", the werewolves were abnormally large. Not only that, but they were also more aggressive. The monsters Fangzheng encountered were basically the same. The higher the position of the person, the stronger the monster they transformed into. The Archbishop was the best example ….
Logically speaking, Fangzheng did not think that the Church of Healing could "treat" everyone equally by injecting the Blood of the Ancient God. Putting aside the question of whether the amount of blood needed by so many people would drain the Ancient God dry, what if a villager who had nothing to do with the Church of Healing accidentally awakened because of the injection of the Ancient God's blood? Wouldn't the Church of Healing's many years of hard work go to someone else?
Logically speaking, it was obvious that the higher the position of the person, the "purer" the blood injected would be. So, where did the blood used by the Church of Healing for blood therapy come from?
"Ah, it's here!"
At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Fangzheng's thoughts. Fangzheng turned his head and saw the big-jawed man who had disappeared before he knew it. He had also run in from the tunnel he had just come in. When he saw Fangzheng, he seemed to be relieved.
"That scared me, I thought he was gone …. Fortunately, he's still here. Wait a minute, I'll kill the enemy at the back first …."
As he spoke, Fangzheng saw the big-jawed man run to the back while muttering to himself. After a round of whipping, the big-jawed man came to Fangzheng's side in a refreshed manner.
"Ah, let's take a look at this altar. Hmm …. This should be a representation of what happened in the early days of the Church of Healing. As for what happened here, we don't know yet, but we're going to use this badge …."
As he spoke, Fangzheng saw the big-jawed man take out the badge he obtained from the church monster from his pocket, then reach into the head of the mummy sculpture on the altar.
"Hmm, that's it. Activate it …."
"Kacha …."
As the big-jawed man spoke, Fangzheng felt the whole altar tremble for a moment, then it began to rise slowly. At the same time, the big-jawed man ran around Fangzheng.
"Let's see. This guy from the Undying Squad is really strong. I guess I'll have to rely on him this time. Otherwise, we'll be done for in this exploration. We're going to enter the next level. It's going to be very dangerous here, but judging from the badge, this place should be the research institute of the Church of Healing. I wonder what kind of secrets the Church of Healing is hiding …. "
Saying that, Fangzheng saw the big-jawed man suddenly stop in front of him. The big-jawed man suddenly raised his hands.
"Praise the moon!"
"… … …"
Well, he's definitely a lunatic.
"Boom!"
By then, the altar had risen to the top. The big-jawed man glanced at Fangzheng, then turned around and ran inside. As for Fangzheng, he shook his head helplessly. Following that, he followed behind the man and walked up the stairs.
When Fangzheng entered the door through the stairs, he saw a very spacious space. The interior of the space was hollow, similar to the layout of a department store. On both sides were passages surrounded by guardrails. The only difference was that it was not an elevator that connected the various floors, but a spiral staircase.
In the middle of the hall was a hollow space, and inside it was a liquid that emitted a pungent smell. But compared to that … .what attracted Fangzheng's attention more was a person kneeling beside a step not far away, as if searching for something.
"Pata … Pata …."
The person was wearing a coarse robe and had a huge cloth bag over his head. But what made Fangzheng's hair stand on end was that the cloth bag over his head looked much bigger than a person's body. Not only that, with the person's movements, the thing in the cloth bag seemed to have a life of its own … .it looked like a coiled snake on the person's neck.
Just as Fangzheng approached, the person suddenly spoke.
"Has anyone seen my eyes? I seem to have accidentally let them fall into a puddle. Now everything is grey …. "
"… ….."
Looking at the figure whose head was completely wrapped in the cloth bag and who was still looking for his eyes, Fangzheng really wanted to complain … .you've already covered your head, why do you still need eyes?
As for whether the person's eyes were in the water … .well, Fangzheng decided not to think about it.
"Hello, I want to ask you something …."
Although the person looked very strange, at least from her tone, she seemed to be able to communicate with him. So, Fangzheng greeted her and tried to talk to her. But she seemed to not hear Fangzheng's voice at all. She just lay there, her hands aimlessly searching for the eyes in the puddle ….
"… ….."
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