"Since the Cataclysm, Fatien has appeared. No one knows how he appeared, and no one knows why he appeared. In short, he's like a storm, like heavy rain, like snow … "Angela waved her hands and said with an exaggerated expression.
"But don't worry too much. Fatien's appearance can be judged by the signs." Her expression quickly returned to normal. "If you give me more medicine, I'll tell you how to avoid that damned monster!"
"You mentioned the White Knights just now. In the Church of Isis, what kind of group do the White Knights belong to? Tell me more about the overall structure of the Isis Church, "Lu Sheng asked.
"I don't know much about the internal situation of the Isis Church. I only know that the White Knights are a group of immune people who are responsible for various dangerous tasks such as clean-up and search. Because they wear white armor all year round, they're called the White Knights. "
Speaking of this group, Angela's expression changed slightly.
"Let me give you a piece of advice. When you see the White Knights, it's best to run far away."
"What do you mean?" Twain was surprised. "Aren't they the armed forces of the Isis Church?"
"Yes, they are the forces of the Church. But I have a feeling that the people under the armor are monsters just like those ghosts, "Angela said in a low voice.
"Do you want to see? After Fatien appears, the White Knights of the Church will soon come. They always appear in the place where Fatien left. I don't know what they're looking for, but it's the same every time, "she said softly again.
"Also, in front of the White Knights, don't make any aggressive movements. Don't do anything that looks like an attack. They won't pay attention to you. They'll only respond to certain individuals. "
"Doesn't that sound weird?" Twain was speechless.
"It's weird. But … I once heard the Ashen Bishop say something. "Angela sighed." They're just more focused than the average person. They're so focused that they're numb. "
For a moment, Lu Sheng and Twain were deep in thought.
Angela stopped talking and started to dig into the food. It was as if her stomach could never be filled. She ate an endless stream of food like a bottomless pit.
Lu Sheng simply began to close his eyes and meditate. Tang En was frightened and tired in the evening, and he had lost quite a bit of blood. He had long been sleepy, so he also leaned over the table and dozed off.
After Angela finished eating, she sat at the table and clasped her hands together. She was mumbling to herself, but no one knew if she was praying or chanting something.
Unknowingly, several hours had passed.
Suddenly, Angela, who was fiddling with the medicine box, shivered, and her body froze.
"He's here! Did you hear that? The Church's White Knights are here! "
Lu Sheng immediately opened his eyes. His Stage Five physical fitness combined with his Grandmaster level combat skills had allowed him to only suffer minor injuries last night.
Although he had been hit hard, he had adjusted himself in mid-air, so his injuries weren't that serious. As long as he had a good rest for two days, he would be back to normal.
Seeing Angela's abnormal reaction, he slowly straightened his body and stood up.
What was strange was that he didn't hear any sound or movement at all.
It was quiet outside the basement. There was no sound at all.
With his current acute five senses, he shouldn't be any worse than an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
Although he was only at Stage Five, his five senses were still much stronger than a normal person's.
"Can't you hear? The sounds outside, the rhythmic footsteps … "Angela revealed a fearful and horrified expression, and her body unconsciously became more hunched.
"I don't hear anything," Tang En said, baffled.
"Same." Lu Sheng looked at Angela's increasingly nervous expression, and felt that he had seen this expression somewhere before.
Suddenly, he had a thought. He took a step forward, grabbed Angela's hand, and pulled out the arm that she had been hiding in her sleeve.
On the old woman's bony arm, there was a wound that was more than ten centimeters long sewn with a needle and thread.
The wound was like a worm, slowly contracting, and fine blood seeped out.
The most incomprehensible thing was that the end of the needle and thread was connected to Angela's other bony hand. She even pulled the needle and thread from time to time.
As she pulled, the wound kept tearing. Just looking at it made Tang En's flesh hurt.
"What is this? What are you doing?! "Tang En also saw Angela's arm, and was instantly shocked. He stood up and took a few steps back.
"Oh, right … I forgot to tell you. You can only see the White Knights and Fatien when you're in pain …" Angela revealed a strange smile. One of his hands reached into his pocket and took out two round finger sleeves and placed them on the table.
"These are used by the clergy of the church. You can try it." She pushed the finger covers towards Lu Sheng and Tang En.
"As expected …" Lu Sheng instantly understood. The so-called White Knights and Fatien were existences that could only be seen when one was in a certain mental state.
It was impossible to see these monsters when one was in a normal mental state.
It was just like the World of Pain that he had come into contact with.
"If you need to feel pain to see the White Knights. Then, let me try. "
Lu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up a finger cover from the table.
The finger cover looked like a metal cylinder that wrapped around the tip of the finger. It also looked like a black glove that was missing a large piece.
Lu Sheng carefully put on the finger cover on his left hand, and every finger was put on steadily.
There was a strap at the end, and it was a decoration that fastened the finger cover to his wrist.
After putting it on, it looked like a hollow black glove.
"Clack."
Lu Sheng buckled the strap.
Suddenly, five sharp needles shot out from the finger cover, and pierced through the gaps between his fingernails.
"Urgh!!"
The pain of his fingernails being pierced through the gaps made even Lu Sheng pause for a moment.
His mind paused for a moment, and the pain surged into his brain like a tidal wave.
He could feel his temples throbbing, and his ears could not hear anything for a moment.
His entire brain was filled with pain.
But the strange thing was that in the midst of this intense pain, he could clearly hear something approaching slowly.
His vision was a little blurry, but the blinding spots slowly receded.
Along with the intense pain, Lu Sheng suddenly felt that everything in front of him was different …
The originally dark and spacious basement suddenly became a dilapidated, decaying, and ancient cellar full of cobwebs.
Twain could not see it, and Angela was lying on the table at the side, with a look of madness and fear on her face.
Thump, thump, thump.
The heavy and rhythmic thuds moved slowly on the ground outside the basement.
"Did you hear it … Did you hear it …?" Angela chuckled and whispered. "It's the White Knights … They're looking for something, searching for something …"
"I'll go take a look, you stay here." Lu Sheng endured the pain and ordered.
"Aren't you afraid?" Angela looked at him with some surprise.
Anyone who suddenly entered such a fantastical scene would be surprised and shocked, but the man in front of her actually accepted the situation very naturally.
And he reacted immediately, which made her look at him in a different light.
"Why should I be afraid?" Lu Sheng asked in return. Even under the intense pain, he still spoke clearly and his tone was clear. "Will I be safe if I'm afraid and hide here?"
Under Angela's astonished gaze, he slowly walked up the basement stairs and prepared to open the basement door.
Oh!
Suddenly, Twain's voice came from behind him.
He was here too.
He was rolling on the ground with his hands in his hands, in so much pain that he could not even speak.
"Pain affects all our senses. What you see will no longer be what you saw before, and what you hear will no longer be what you heard before. What you touch will also be twisted in pain and become something else. "Angela chuckled.
"This … This … Isn't this … living in an illusion …?" Twain covered his sweaty hands and answered intermittently.
"Illusion?" Angela laughed. "Maybe the world we live in is the so-called illusion? And now, maybe it's real … "
"After all, our world is formed by my senses …"
Twain could not defend himself.
He struggled to stand up and looked at the old and decaying cellar with difficulty.
This was a completely different place from before. Could it be that the previous world was an illusion, and everything in front of him now was real?
"There's no point in arguing about this." Lu Sheng stood at the basement door and turned back.
"For us. Whichever is more comfortable, we'll choose the one that's real. "
He did not wait for the two to reply. He reached out to hold the metal door and twisted it hard.
Crack.
Rays of pale light shone in from outside the door and fell on Lu Sheng's face.
The city outside was no longer a modern city with tall buildings. Instead, it was like a religious building, crooked and dark like strange trees.
Some of the buildings were like pyramids, some were crooked like a spiral staircase, some were like huge sculptures, and some were like half-eaten cakes or weathered boulders.
The streets were no longer smooth roads, but were pitch-black and full of potholes, like black mud in the wilderness.
Lu Sheng looked down at himself. He was no longer in his usual appearance. Instead, he was dressed in gray and black linen clothes. He was wrapped from head to toe, similar to the Wellington who had fetched Annie previously.
He suspected that the Wellington might have changed into the same outfit in the normal world because he was used to it.
He raised his hand. His skin had become pale and rough, and there were some conspicuous purple patches on it.
The purple patches gave him a bad feeling.
Putting his hand down, Lu Sheng looked into the distance.
On the street in front of him, there were tall knights dressed in white armor. Even their faces were completely covered by the white helmet.
They wore thick white cloaks with silver spikes at the ends. They looked like they were walking around aimlessly.
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