Chapter 1101: Spiritual Warning

Somewhere in underground Trier, a place strictly guarded by Beyonders from the "Eternal Blazing Sun" Church and the "God of Steam and Machinery" Church.

This was a seal leakage point that had appeared before the construction of the underground catacombs. It had been properly handled later and no longer caused problems. But if this could be linked to the square where the "Eternal Blazing Sun" and the "God of Steam and Machinery" were worshipped in the quarry cavity nearby, and the stone pillars representing the two gods, it could allow people outside the seal to enter Fourth Epoch Trier at a certain risk.

Although this required the divine power of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" or the "God of Steam and Machinery" as a "key" and could not be used by heretics, the two major churches still insisted on sending small teams to guard it in turns.

At this time, Angouleme and two colleagues who were also "Unshadowed" arrived at this abandoned mine, and opposite them stood three personnel dressed as stonemasons.

"Start." The monk with short, thick hair and a beard nodded to Angouleme.

Angouleme knew this monk and knew that he was the current deputy abbot of the Deep Valley Monastery, named Jack Walton, which was very common.

"Good." Angouleme nodded in response.

Under the gaze of the two guard teams, they lowered their heads, posed, and chanted the honorifics of their own gods.

Strands of sunlight fell from the top of the cave, shining into the abandoned mine.

White steam followed and filled this quarry cavity.

Not long after, fresh red blood oozed from the depths of the abandoned mine.

The eerie blood rose against the sunlight, quickly filling the mine.

Angouleme, who was a "Unshadowed," dissolved fear, retreat, and other darker emotions, raised his head, took two steps forward, walked into the abandoned mine, and walked into the piece of fresh red blood with a strong fishy smell.

Other Saints followed closely behind.

Passing through the "Blood Well," one could enter Fourth Epoch Trier!

This is not a simple matter. "Blood" would cause serious pollution, and the higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is.

Southern Continent, deep in the rainforest.

In front of a terrifying castle covered with countless human skins.

Franca, Jenna, Anthony, and Ludwig all condensed blue-purple, fierce, and terrifying flame spears in their hands.

Without Lu Mi giving an order, they threw the spears out at the same time.

Those blue-purple flame spears split in mid-air, and soon presented a posture that covered the sky and the earth.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

It was as if a legion had thrown their weapons at the same time, the high sky was lit up, and it was dyed with brilliant colors.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The human-skin castle was completely covered by countless flame spears. The heretics developed by the "Rose School" used various abilities, but failed to change this scene like the arrival of the apocalypse.

Rumble, the earth shook, the castle collapsed, and blue-purple flames ignited.

Sounds of painful wailing and desperate curses echoed between the flames, turning into strands of black gas rising upward.

Ludwig didn't care what the heretics who were about to die were cursing. He stepped forward, drove the wind, whistled to the mid-air of the collapsed human-skin castle, and opened his mouth that split to the back of his head downward.

Whoosh!

All the rising black gas was sucked into his mouth.

Lu Mi put his hands in his pockets, watching this scene with a smile, his expression very leisurely.

From the beginning of repelling the outer defenses of the human-skin castle, to step-by-step forcing, cutting off their hope of escape, and then to repeated strikes on the human-skin castle itself, completely destroying it, Lu Mi never took action himself, leaving Jenna and others to play freely and cooperate tacitly.

He was only responsible for commanding in the middle, sharing suitable abilities at critical moments.

"Not strong enough." Amidst those wails and curses, Franca finally felt like she was a Demoness.

The only problem is that the owner of the human-skin castle is only a gift-receiver of the "Mother Tree of Desire," a Sequence 4 "Tree-Prayer." Although he has a group of mid-to-low sequence subordinates and a large number of heretics loyal to him, and the human-skin castle itself is equivalent to a kind of sacrificial ritual, which can exert power slightly equal to Sequence 2 under the condition of sacrificing a large number of humans, but he fundamentally cannot resist a real Angel, let alone this Angel who brought a team.

"Bullying the weak and sweeping the army is also a form of war, which is very helpful for digesting 'War Bishop'." Lu Mi replied to Franca with a smile, "Moreover, the cooperation that was abstracted before has now become something that can be directly perceived."

Lu Mi didn't say that he himself had close connections with the "City of Calamity" and "0-01," and essentially was their priest and bishop. What was missing was just the war part.

—In the past week or so, Mr. "Star" and Mr. "Moon" each discovered a stronghold secretly established by the "Rose School," and both handed them to Lu Mi to deal with, giving him the opportunity to launch two small wars.

Seeing Ludwig eat up the dissipated gift power, Jenna withdrew her gaze and said to Lu Mi with some worry:

"I know the Southern Continent is relatively chaotic, but in just over a week, we have obtained two opportunities for small wars. Will this be too frequent?"

Lu Mi laughed "hehe":

"These are all signs."

"Signs of chaos and strife, signs that the apocalypse will arrive in advance."

Without waiting for Jenna and others to respond, Lu Mi waved to Ludwig in mid-air:

"Go back, let's have a barbecue party today."

According to the agreement, except for the dissipated gift power, the rest of the spoils must be left to the information provider—Mr. "Star" or Mr. "Moon."

Trier, inside the luxury villa that currently belongs to Lu Mi and the others.

Jenna was cutting and skewering meat with invisible spider silk while looking at Lu Mi, who clearly had a very strong ability to manipulate flames, but was carefully setting up charcoal to roast meat.

Lu Mi had a smile on his face, his state was relaxed, and he tasted a piece while roasting.

"He is not worried about those signs at all... No, it's not that he's not worried, but that he worries when he should worry, fights when he should fight, and enjoys life when he should enjoy life." Jenna thought with moving eyes.

In the past week or so, Lu Mi, who had made progress in digesting the "Weather Warlock" potion and whose state had stabilized, performed quite normally. The relationship between the three had returned to the period before the Vortex Incident, and Lu Mi was clearly more active.

But from some details, Jenna could still feel that Lu Mi was a little different from the past:

It is impossible for a normal person not to be affected by worrying things. Lu Mi can completely detach himself, which in itself shows that he is deliberately controlling his emotions.

Even at Sequence 2, divinity eventually brought a certain influence, a permanent influence... Jenna suddenly felt some emotion.

"What are you thinking about?" Franca, who was helping beside her, asked curiously.

Jenna lowered her voice and told Franca her feelings just now by extracting the key points.

Franca pursed her lips and said:

"Just treat it as the fact that everyone's mentality and cognition naturally change with age and various experiences..."

Speaking of this, she stopped suddenly.

Isn't this herself?

Jenna is the same, walking step by step to the current sequence, all of them have more or less given up some of their original persistence.

Jenna was about to say something, but saw Lu Mi throw the roasted meat skewers to the side. Ludwig had transferred there at some point and bit the food in one bite.

"Feeding a dog?" Franca scolded Lu Mi with a smile.

Jenna couldn't help but laugh.

Deep in Fourth Epoch Trier, the thick fog isolated the senses and spirituality, making the semi-collapsed buildings in the distance appear and disappear.

The "Unshadowed" had filled the surrounding thirty or forty meters with pure and holy sunlight, so that even everyone's shadows did not exist.

The quietly rolling fog was blocked outside the sunlight, but the sunlight could not shine further.

Angouleme cast his gaze toward Jack Walton.

That deputy abbot of the Deep Valley Monastery, a monk at the Saint level, held a strange disc with complex patterns and mirror luster in his hand.

The brooch of Louis Gustave's family, which was said to be placed on the disc, was shaking left and right, and finally fixed in a certain direction.

"That way." Jack Walton led this search.

The disc was made by him two days ago, from knowledge given by the oracle, and the Gustave family brooch was not a real thing

Just as Angouleme and the other "Unshadowed" followed Jack Walton into a new street, a black shadow suddenly passed by in front of them.

The black shadow was slightly hunched and walked slowly at the intersection.

At a rough glance, it looked like a person, but a closer look revealed it seemed to be a convergence of viscous black liquid.

"Monsouri Ghost!" Angouleme quickly identified the origin of this black shadow.

This left Jack Walton and the other clergymen of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery feeling a wave of confusion.

Don't Monsouri Ghosts all wander in Underground Trier? Why can they enter Fourth Epoch Trier?

Information related to Monsouri Ghosts flashed rapidly through the minds of these demigods who did not fear the curse of ghosts, making them quickly recall that this "ghost" had not always existed; it appeared in the modern era.

"Did the Monsouri Ghost come out from Fourth Epoch Trier? And there's more than one?" Such a guess appeared in the hearts of Jack Walton, Angouleme, and the other saints.

Inside the luxury villa.

Lu Mian suddenly felt his whole body go cold and unable to breathe, as if he had sunk into viscous river water.

The next second, a black shadow that looked like a hunched old man was reflected in his eyes.

Monsouri Ghost!

Lu Mian's heart tightened, and he sat up abruptly.

He truly opened his eyes and saw that everything in the room was perfectly normal; where was there any Monsouri Ghost!

"What's wrong?" Franca, holding a thin quilt, yawned and sat up as well.

Lu Mian was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I dreamed of a Monsouri Ghost."

Franca was stunned for a moment, then her expression turned solemn:

"For a Witch, this might be a spiritual warning."

(End of chapter)