Chapter 318 Atrak

The two groups of nine immediately turned back and quickly returned to the ancient church that they had not explored before.

"More, Hongwei, each send one of your retinues to advance to the church." The consul said.

"Mechanic" Morey Hongwei had no objection. He activated a flesh-and-blood machine and a puppet to walk up the steps and put his hand on the door opposite the blue church.

In the silence and silence, the church door was pushed open without any difficulty, and the scene inside was revealed to the public.

There are rows of empty seats. The sunlight shines from the glass windows at the top, dyeing it dark blue. It shines on a tall stone tablet in the hall. Behind the stone tablet is a relief wall with strong religious meaning, with the pyramid carved on it. The shape of a mysterious symbol shrouded in thick fog.

Everyone followed the mechanical 그놌그 in and found that everything had no trace of being burned. There was not even a trace of dust on the seats and other places.

Everyone was vigilant and energetically walked along the carpet along the central axis, looking around and not leaving the formation at will until they stopped in front of the tall stone monument.

I saw the church monument 뀗껗 written:

"In memory of the great, infinitely sublime Lord of Silence;

“He guarded our towns and saved them from the torture of being burned;

"He died together with the ancient evil god in the battle between gods, and fell into a peaceful eternal sleep..."

"And we, as believers in His shelter, voluntarily accompany Him to sleep,

"We will have sweet dreams, dreaming about our parents, dreaming about ourselves, dreaming about love, dreaming about our children, and eternal happiness..."

This is a monument to commemorate the "Lord of Silence". He not only fell into a deep sleep, but also seemed to have died?

So what caused his authority to lose control of the blue mist?

See this paragraph,

Bai Zhi realized that even if the demigod fell, if he was not completely dead, it could have a great negative impact on an area and even contaminate his own believers in reverse.

"It mentioned that the ancient evil god is a Targaryen?" Chen Nian touched his chin and said.

"If that's the case, then I guess the other party's direction is correct."

The 'Lord of Silence' and the 'Starburning Dragon' Targaryen had a hostile relationship, and they both fell. "

The consul nodded and said hoarsely:

"Just as the 'Lord of Silence' has fallen, but still left behind the mysterious power of the blue mist, the Burner should also have inherited part of the Targaryen authority and be able to resist the erosion of the blue mist."

"But that doesn't explain the other problem." Morey, the mechanic, answered:

"Why can't the Incinerate break away from Operation Blue Mist?"

Bai Zhi extended based on Chen Nian's previous speculation:

"Perhaps with the fall of the Targaryens, the Burners are on the verge of self-destruction."

"They are both dependents and cursed ones. Once they are freed from the suppression of the blue mist's power, they will completely spontaneously ignite and burn to ashes..."

Chen Nian waved his hand:

"These are not important yet. What is important is the monument at the bottom."

He pointed at the monument and read in a low voice:

"The battlefield passage between Lord 놖 and the evil god Targaryen is sealed here. When silence envelopes the church and the seal of the passage is loosened, devout believers such as 놖 will pray here and wait for Lord 놖's return..."

"Quietness...should refer to Blue Mist."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Bawang's eyes lit up: "Is this place connected to the ruins of the God War? When the blue mist is shrouded, will the ruins be opened?"

He looked at the consul hopefully, "Although it's not a way back, it's at least a way. Maybe we can try it."

Chen Nian glanced at him with disgust, "By the way, have you ignored the abilities of those two mysterious beings buried inside?"

"놖I think 녦뀪 should go in and have a look." Alfred smiled excitedly:

"It's better than staying in the church and being swallowed up by the blue mist. Besides, there are even machines to try and make mistakes for us."

The consul stared at the stone tablet and said in a solemn voice:

"If the ruins of the God War can really be opened, we must be prepared for the danger inside than the silent town."

After saying that, the consul suddenly looked at Bai Zhi, who had not expressed his opinion:

"Do you think we should go in?"

Of course we entered. What does it have to do with 놖 when you are in danger? What does it have to do with 놖's main body if 놖's mental avatar falls?

While he was cursing, Bai Zhi responded without expression: "Come in."

The consul nodded slightly and looked around at the crowd:

"Before the blue fog envelopes the church, please check to see if there are any other clues in the church."

The crowd immediately stopped gathering in front of the stone tablet and spread out throughout the church, carefully measuring it without touching it at will.

Just as Bai Zhi was about to move, a phantom whisper suddenly came from his ears, which was vague and misty and difficult to hear clearly.

This made her pause, and she felt sleepy coming over her.

——Bai Zhi’s will clone has never had such a desire to sleep due to its non-physical life.

The next moment, when she saw that no one else, including Chen Nian, responded, she knew that only she could hear the strange sound.

She immediately restrained her mind and concentrated on chanting, so that the low voice gradually became clearer:

"Atrak..."

"Hold Him..."

"The Targaryens are about to awaken..."

Bai Zhi suddenly stared at the relief behind the stone monument. The voice came from there, and the language used was ancient curse.

Who is this? Could it be the "Lord of Silence"? He's not dead yet?

Unsure of its meaning, Bai Zhi saw the white relief on that wall squirming strangely, as if it had turned into a viscous fluid substance, protruding into toothless, ugly, pale mouths.

These mouths contain soft fluid, and their thick lips slowly open and close, making different sounds, intertwined with each other:

"Atrak..."

"Hold Him..."

"The Targaryens are about to awaken..."

However, others did not respond to this.

Bai Zhi's pupils kept constricting, his body tensed slightly, and he subconsciously took a half step back due to the visual impact.

The next second, she closed her eyes.

Because I am worried that if I continue to look at it, the clone of my mind will collapse and dissipate.

Those dense and chaotic weak sounds gradually subsided,

Finally, it turned into a sigh that spread to her mind:

"You are not Him..."

Hearing this, Bai Zhi's mind moved, and he followed the source of the ethereal voice and sent his thoughts to it, neither humble nor arrogant:

"Are you the being called the 'Lord of Silence'?"

"Who is the Him you are talking about?"

The weak voice only answered the next question:

"...놖mistook you for Atrak..."

Mistakenly believed? It seems that this mysterious existence is in a very bad state... Bai Zhi judged in his heart.

"Atrak, who is that?"

Bai Zhi even suspected that this was the name left by the "Blood Moon Witch" in a certain period of history.

——Because only the latter left a deep mark on himself, and even the clone of his mind could not avoid it.

녦Unexpectedly, the voice suspected of being the "Lord of Silence" said four obscure syllables that made Bai Zhi's heart shrink:

"…The Spider God."