Chapter 594

Because of the unique inheritance of ring warlocks, the nuns of the Ringed Shushi who are qualified to wear silver crown blindfolds can capture spirituality that the naked eye cannot see. Therefore, even the church and the academy cannot capture the one-way channel entrances to the boundary that have already appeared in the city of Midhillburg, but the Ringed Shushi can.

This is why they have rescued people who mistakenly entered it, while the church could not immediately rescue Priest Ao Gu Si.

The sect needs some time to find usable entrances in the city, and after fixing them, allow a single person to enter.

What Xia De needs to do is provide 3000 pounds for ritual materials, let the 【Ringed Shushi】 set up the ritual, and use a method similar to "mediumship" to allow Xia De to also enter that ambiguous area of life and death.

Holding the priest's personal belongings, Xia De can find Priest Ao Gu Si inside that eerie area, and then the sect can pull both people out.

In this method, 3000 pounds is not a problem at all. The other four members of the group can pool it together, and after rescuing the priest, let him reimburse it. Moreover, the nun asked Xia De to send the money within a week, so there is no rush. The priest's personal belongings are not hard to find; the holy emblem pendant that Xia De picked up can be used. The only risk is that Xia De needs to enter that dangerous area, and only he can enter; strangers cannot rely on the ritual to find Priest Ao Gu Si.

Although Xia De had promised the other three members of the group a few hours ago that he would not easily enter there, since he had already obtained the method, he was not willing to shrink back.

Sister Daifulin introduced the entire rescue process to Xia De in detail and explained the possible dangers of doing so. If he is not careful, Xia De will also be lost in that domain and then wait for others to rescue him.

"Mr. John Watson, I cannot estimate the risk of doing this. You must think it over before making a decision."

"No need to think, Sister Daifulin, please prepare the ritual; I will go raise the money later."

Xia De shook his head. Priest Ao Gu Si was one of the few friends he had in this world, and Priest Ao Gu Si was also a good person worth rescuing. He still had a drop of divinity in his soul that he hadn't used. When it really came to the last resort, he would use the divinity to incarnate as a god to reverse everything.

The nun was silent for a while:

"Mr. Watson, people like you are rare now."

"No need to praise me; perhaps I will regret it in the future, but at least I want to do this now."

Xia De sighed, thinking that when he rescued the priest and let him treat him to a meal, perhaps he could raise the grade of the chosen restaurant:

"Sister Daifulin, come to think of it, is the local church planning something big? The reason my friend Priest Ao Gu Si came here on a business trip, he himself doesn't understand."

He thought of this matter again, and the half of the nun's face under the blindfold again showed a serene smile:

"The local church has been busy with other things since last winter. They want to hold a large-scale divine ritual locally. Your friend, that old priest, was probably summoned here for this reason."

"Large-scale ritual?"

Xia De nodded. He hadn't heard any news about this, and even the priest himself didn't know why he had come here on a business trip. Although the priest was considered an "ordinary person" by the church, such an elderly and pious clergyman could also play an extraordinary role in divine rituals through prayer, so the statement of a "large-scale divine ritual" was very credible:

"As far as I know, the Orthodox Church has transferred no fewer than 100 clergymen from various dioceses in the Old Continent to the local area. If it were just ordinary senior clergymen, I find it hard to imagine what they are trying to do."

Ms. Michelle shook her head slightly; the 【Ringed Shushi】 was also investigating this matter.

Having obtained the information he wanted, Xia De wanted to say goodbye and leave. Tomorrow morning, the 【Ringed Shushi】 would pass the information about the 【Boundary of Life and Death】 to the Home for the Blind, and finding the boundary entrance and holding the ritual would probably be within a day or two.

But Sister Daifulin asked Xia De to stay a while longer; she still had things to do:

"I heard from Sister Michelle that you have extremely pure moonlight on you. Then, may I use my eyes to check the light on you?"

The tone when she made the request was exactly the same as when she was talking to Xia De, and no emotion could be heard at all.

"Of course."

Since the other party had helped so much, he naturally wouldn't refuse such an inconspicuous request.

So Xia De sat on the sofa, looking at the gray-haired nun.

The latter lowered her head and carefully took off the silver crown. When she raised her head again, there was no metal blindfold covering her eyes, and Xia De truly saw the other party's appearance clearly. It was indeed very beautiful, and unlike the beauty of witches that transcended ordinary humans, the nun had a strange, pale aesthetic.

"Excuse me."

She said softly, and then opened her eyes.

Xia De looked over inquisitively, and what he saw was a pair of lifeless black eyes. Looking closely, the eyeballs were turbid, and the black eyes were like fading, making it difficult to distinguish the boundary between the eyeball and the white of the eye. This should be some kind of special genetic disease, which was somewhat similar to cataracts.

In other words, this Sister Daifulin was actually a true blind person.

Xia De thought to himself, then realized it was impolite to stare at others. When he looked away, he guessed that since the other party was really blind, what exactly was she using to "look" when she took off the blindfold.

"It is indeed very beautiful."

While Xia De was letting his imagination run wild, the gray-haired nun suddenly said:

"Such brilliant silver moonlight, serene, peaceful, and pure, reminds me of watching that silver moon in the mountains and forests on the quietest nights."

She closed her eyes and put her blindfold back on, not continuing to comment on the light on Xia De, but asking a somewhat abrupt question:

"Mr. John Watson, may I ask if you know about the ancient gods?"

"Of course I do."

Xia De raised his eyebrows, not understanding why the other party suddenly mentioned this topic:

"As far as I know, the ancient gods are the first and oldest thirteen gods in this world."

"Yes, the ancient gods are different from all the gods today. They do not symbolize single or opposing things; each ancient god corresponds to quite a lot of power."

"I know this too. 'That lady' in Tobesk once mentioned that the ancient god of darkness has powers of darkness, error, history, and so on."

"Because of the events some time ago, the seventh-seat witch of Tobesk should indeed know this... Then do you know the meaning of 【Moon】?"

The nun asked again, and Xia De nodded again:

"This is very simple: moon, night, recorder."

The nun had already put on her blindfold and still said in that calm tone:

"And death."

"Death?"

Xia De couldn't think of this no matter what.

"To be precise, it is 'guiding death.' The powers of the ancient gods sometimes have subtle overlaps. Night has been inseparable from the concept of death since ancient times, and compared to the sun, which symbolizes light, heat, and the living, the moon corresponds to darkness, cold, and the dead. Mainstream occultism believes that the red moon represents flesh and reproduction, the yellow moon is the moon itself and guiding direction, and the silver moon is holiness and purification. But in fact, the oldest moon, that silver moon..."

Xia De glanced at Sister Daifulin.

"Is also regarded by people as a sign of guiding death at night, which is the 【Underworld Moon】 in divination theory."

"But among the ancient gods, there exists a god of death."

Xia De said; he knew the Luo De card 【Founder · Death】.

"Yes, the ancient god 【Ancient Death God】, the first god of death. He represents the purest death, ending, and nothingness; this is beyond doubt."

In the morning, Mr. Edmund from Coldwater Port also mentioned the 【Ancient Death God】.

The nun said softly, and Xia De looked at the other party hesitantly, suspecting that the 【Ringed Shushi】 might be a group of extraordinary people who had believed in the 【Ancient Death God】 or 【Silver Moon Sage】 since ancient times, just like the Prophecy Association that had believed in 【Mr. Ring】 since ancient times.

But before he could think about whether to ask the other party, his chest suddenly became hot.

"Hmm?"

It was the badge that could judge the witch's power that was heating up, and judging from the degree of heat, it wasn't that a woman with witch power was nearby, but that a great witch was nearby.

Although surprised in his heart, Xia De's expression remained normal. While feeling the heat change of the badge on his chest, he continued to talk to Sister Daifulin about the local legends and stories of Midhillburg.

The heat on his chest became more and more obvious, but it never fully approached. And ten minutes after Xia De noticed the appearance of the great witch, the door was knocked, and the club's maid opened the door after getting permission:

"Ms. Daifulin, Grandma is here, waiting for you in her room."

"I know."

The nun said and stood up, nodding slightly to Xia De:

"Mr. Watson, I still have things to do."

"It's okay, I'm going to do my own things next. You go first; I'll leave after I finish this cup of tea."

He picked up the teacup in front of him, actually worried about meeting that great witch, Grandma Cassandra, on the stairs.

"Okay, after nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you can go to the Home for the Blind to get the information."

After speaking, the nun left the room.

After the door closed and the footsteps faded away, Xia De stood up with the teacup and came to the window of this relatively simply decorated room to look outside.

Rolling mountains rose and fell in the distance, and the mist that appeared from the mountainside went all the way down, covering the village at the foot of the mountain. In Tobesk and Coldwater Port, one couldn't see this mountain scene. Midhillburg itself was also shrouded in the gray mist released by the steam factories, and the two mists converged at the foot of the mountain, but they didn't fully fuse together.

It was Friday afternoon, and two days had passed since Priest Ao Gu Si's accident. Xia De sincerely hoped that by this time next week, the priest would have returned safely.