Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 265 The Saint Goes Out

The stone egg cracked and black mud dripped out from it. It was thin at first, but later became thick, as if life was being nurtured inside.

Thick black mud fell to the ground, each pool was the size of a wheel. They crawled around aimlessly, and from time to time, human arms and animal-like hoof-like organs would prop themselves up, as if ignorant life had just been born and was still curiously trying to get in touch with the world.

Jacob, holding the five-fingered dagger in his hand, looked at them with pity. They were the origin of life, the children of the Holy Mother Uposatha. All the creatures in the world, from the giant whales in the sea to the reptiles on the ground, were born from them. Saint, this is a tribute to life.

His lips trembled as he chanted a spell in a low voice. Strangely, Jacob's voice was transformed into an indescribable female voice as it spread into the air. There were empty woods all around, but the voice lingered for a long time, echoing back and forth.

The black mud seemed to calm down due to the sound. It moved its fat body gradually towards the giraffe, and thick and sharp spikes gradually protruded from the top of the black mud.

The giraffe swung its neck left and right, trying to burn the black mud with flames. The flames fell on the glue and emitted a pungent smell. Although the black mud was forced back, their numbers were large. The retreated black mud rolled on the ground to put out the flames and then joined the battle again.

From a distance, streaks of black surrounded the dark red flame in the center like maggots on the tarsal bones. The upward black swords kept piercing the flames. Bastoli's body was protected by a brass shell, but his limbs were covered with scars. He lay on the ground and just kept shaking his head to drive away the black mud.

Jacob has it! Liu Yonglu was amazed. They were both in a dreamland, but why was there such a huge gap between the gods?

I'll have to go see Toad with some things later. Don't be so stingy. If you have the strength, you should use it yourself.

But Liu Yonglu didn't know that the difficulty of activating the Dreamland was directly proportional to the power borrowed from the Dreamland. The more complicated and demanding the process of activating the Dreamland was, the stronger the ability to enter the Dreamland would be.

On the contrary, if the conditions for activating the dreamland are very simple, the gods will not lend you any extraordinary abilities in the dreamland.

For example, Liu Yonglu’s black stone, the activation condition is to hear a sound, so after entering, you can only teleport.

However, it is difficult to awaken Jacob's five-finger sword. He must perform a complete preaching ceremony and sprinkle holy water on the other party at the end to activate the dreamland.

Not only does it take a long time, but it also lacks concealment. The reason why he was successful today is entirely because he has five companions behind him watching the enemy. If he were alone, Giraffe would have ten thousand ways to interrupt him.

Even Millie Tang did not know this kind of secret knowledge of gods. After all, her family had no support from any forces in the past few hundred years and had always been alone, lacking samples for comparison.

But the Saint Maiden Sect is different. It has foundation and accumulation, and this rule is also the result of long-term exploration.

This is Jacob's confidence. As long as his opponent is brought into the dreamland, the possibility of survival is almost zero.

"The saint's compassion shines on the earth. Mr. Dou, the dreamland is pretty good, right?"

Jacob stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the battle in the distance, and a smug smile could not help but appear on his serious face.

He is just like that, conceited and likes to show off. Today he killed a fanatic of the Gear Church, Father Bastoli, and the Archbishop of the Holy See will surely praise him when he returns.

Especially this time he showed up in front of Dou Niwar, he looked even more handsome. Before coming to Mosesad, he had been planning to compete with Dou Niwar in his heart.

Didn't you kill a Jiuli? I also killed a high-ranking priest, who was even stronger than yours.

Bill and other judges all knew what kind of person Jacob usually was. Although they still had many questions in their minds, they held them back for the time being and waited for this man to finish his bragging and leave the Dreamland before making any further comments.

"Great, really great! You need to teach me more about the knowledge in this dream world.

As expected of a judge under the Saint, this ability and this leisurely demeanor are truly extraordinary."

Liu Yonglu wished he could show off more. As long as you don't mention Nikola, you can chat about anything. Mi Li'er needs time to prepare. Once they get out of the dreamland, it will be the real test for Shi Weitian.

Liu Yonglu also showed his real skills, playing various musical instruments, fawning on Jacob, and praising him so much that he didn't know where to go.

His words hinted at his submission and submission. After hearing what Liu Yonglu said, Bill and the others couldn't hold back their expressions anymore and came over to lobby him in a few words.

But at this moment, a strange incantation suddenly sounded in the Inquisitor's mind:

"The ah'lw'nafh fm'latghor ah mgsyha'h extinguished."

Bill and others looked at each other in bewilderment. This was Jacob's dream. Where did these mumblings come from?

"not good!"

Liu Yonglu turned his head and looked towards the front of Luan Mountain. He had heard the chanting before. Just now on the road, Bastoli called his name in that tune.

At this time, the black mud had submerged Bastow, and Liu Yonglu could only barely make out the outline of a giraffe.

But under the darkness, there was a red light flickering faintly. The next second, the red flames suddenly rose up, and the black mud surrounding it seemed to be evaporated, disappearing without a trace.

"God... God... Projection."

A young consul pointed ahead and said in a trembling voice. At this time, Bastoli had completely escaped the shackles of the human body. He completely turned into a floating, constantly changing, wriggling fire cloud in the sky, so bright and hot that people dared not look directly at it.

Jacob looked solemn and took out the dagger from his arms again. This time he cut his palm directly, and blood dripped to the ground. The judges behind him took out the holy scriptures and chanted the deeds of the saint on them.

Things happened too fast, and no one was in the mood to complain about why they didn't resolve the situation quickly, because they knew that everyone had underestimated Bastoli, and even if they called out more descendants of the Virgin Mary to wrap him up, the current situation would still have developed.

As Jacob and Bill chanted, more and more stone eggs broke apart, and the thin muddy water inside them swept towards the fire cloud in the sky like black chains. However, this counterattack was too weak, and the hasty prayers could only barely slow down Bastoli's steps. The burning fire cloud reflected an orange halo on the dark woods.

As time went on, it got worse and worse.

In addition to Huoyun's whispers, there were also some rustling sounds faintly heard in the woods. Liu Yonglu turned his head and saw something trying to crawl out from under the dirty water in the mushroom circle.

"Whisper of the gods, we cannot stay in the dreamland for too long!"

Bill reminded in a hateful voice that Dreamland was the place where gods meditated and slept. It was an usurpation for mortals to borrow a little of its power. If they stayed there for too long, the gods' whispers would attack everyone indiscriminately.

Liu Yonglu didn't care about this. He had the basic skills to support him, so he couldn't go crazy. But what to do next... He was a little confused.

It would be best if both sides suffered losses, but as long as Jacob is alive, he cannot get out of the dream.

Wait for the fire cloud in the sky to burn him to death? No, if he went out then he would be hunted down again. After seeing Bastoli's true face, Liu Yonglu would never dare to confront him.

But if I help Jacob...how can I help him? I also sit on the ground and recite the scriptures. He can recite them, but I vaguely feel that it is not reliable.

"Mr. Bean, if you have any solution, use it now."

Jacob was already very weak, and he heard the god's whispers. As the holder of the ancient relic, he was under the greatest pressure. Now seeing Dou Nival standing with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened, he was also angry. Why should he help him when he had nothing better to do?

"If I had a solution, I wouldn't have come to you."

Liu Yonglu shook his hands in shock. He only had that little stuff on him and he had tried it before, but it didn't work.

"Here, blood..."

Jacob handed over his five-finger sword, meaning that you should also cut your palm. Blood is the purest sacrifice to the gods. If you bleed a little, maybe we can still have a chance of survival.

Liu Yonglu took the dagger and gestured with it in his hand, sucking his teeth. He was afraid of the pain and also felt that Jacob's trick was useless. You old people all have white lips and forehead wrinkles, and you don't see this Saint Mary helping you. Will it be useful if I cut you off?
"Jacob, it's just blood, so don't worry about whose it is."

Jacob nodded. His head was swollen and he could no longer speak.

Liu Yonglu took out the saint's blood from his pocket. He had saved this thing for many days and might have to use it today. He gestured at the ground twice but couldn't bear to smash it.

Does the company reimburse this stuff?

"The ah'lw'nafh fm'latghor ah mgsyha'h extinguished."

In the sky, the terrifying whispers were heard again. Liu Yonglu had heard the gods' whispers many times before, but whether it was the Toad or the Emerald Monk, they were still calm.

But above his head, Liu Yonglu could clearly feel its anger.

Really angry? Liu Yonglu gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, found a stone and smashed the magnifying glass upwards!
"Crack!"

The glass shattered, and the fragments stained with dark red blood mixed into the soil. Liu Yonglu felt his body sinking instantly!
The originally solid land suddenly became soft, and the surrounding trees and mushrooms on the ground expanded rapidly. Their shells burst and sticky liquid flowed out. The creatures in the entire dreamland seemed to be pulled back and forth by two opposite forces of evolution and regression.

Jacob and his companions were horrified by the changes that took place in the dream, but they could not resist. Except for Liu Yonglu who was still looking for a place to hide, the rest of them had half of their bodies sunk into the turbid liquid.

"I said I wouldn't bleed, but you forced me to. Now it's over. I'm in trouble!"

Liu Yonglu thought to himself, it would have been better if I had killed you just now, and then I could get out of the dream and continue to escape with my people.

But at this moment, the door of the building in Luanshan opened. It was an ordinary wooden door. Liu Yonglu could vaguely see the dim light and simple furniture inside the door.

A little girl with long hair in a white dress appeared at the door. She looked up at the roaring flames. A breeze blew inexplicably in the dream, ruffling her drooping hair, lifting the girl's white skirt, and also blowing away the fire cloud that was ready to devour anyone.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. When Liu Yonglu came to his senses, the little girl had already closed the door and glanced at him before closing it.

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At this time in the Holy See, Cardinal Kosander was praying his last prayer before going to bed in his room.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, and a young priest who took care of his daily life ran in hurriedly.

"Your Excellency, the Gate of No…No Source is ringing. The Saint is knocking…knocking on the door."

As soon as the priest finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the holy book in the archbishop's hand fell to the ground.

Sorry, sorry, I have revised this chapter again. Sometimes I know what I want to write, but I just can’t find the state when I put my hands on the keyboard. Haha, it’s still because I haven’t learned enough from a master and my skills are not deep enough. I need to practice more. Please bear with me.

The big one is coming soon.

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(End of this chapter)