Evening Bell Church

Chapter 405 Carl in the Deep of the Dream (14)

In the core area of ​​the Dragon Head Mountain Range, where the six dragon heads meet, there is a very wide space.

This space is a regular dodecagon, and the neat walls around it are carved with strange runes.

There are countless corpses piled on the ground, and countless ghosts come here from all directions.

In the middle, there is a tall altar.

In the middle of the altar, there is a mass of material full of strange light.

The shape of this material is the same as the outside, like two pyramids with the tops connected, presenting an hourglass shape.

Its shape is so vague that it seems to be on the edge of illusion and reality.

Its interior has endless light, which has tens of thousands of colors that humans cannot describe, and it keeps flashing.

Countless light bands radiate from its center, supporting the huge phantom outside.

It is the Holy Grail of the Soul.

At this time, the Giant Emperor stood alone not far from the Holy Grail of the Soul, with four faces full of doubts and puzzlement: "What's going on? The appearance has been formed, the soul sacrifice has been completed, and there are obviously enough contents, why is the Holy Grail still in this illusory form?"

The current situation is completely different from what he expected.

Because in the original plan, at this step, the Holy Grail has been fully revealed and mastered by him.

"Did that guy deceive me!?" Doubt flashed across the giant's left face, and the right face was full of anger. The back face was written with thinking, and the front face was still looking at the Holy Grail.

Suddenly, he felt something.

"This... is impossible!" The front face was instantly covered with horror.

Because at this moment, he felt that his wife... was dead!

"How can this be! No clergyman can come there!" The giant was extremely angry at this time, and then he turned around and rushed over to see the situation.

But at this moment, a large amount of pale light penetrated from below the ground, and merged into the Holy Grail with an indescribable power and brilliance.

This power and brilliance are very huge, like the essence of a giant.

After getting so much power, the giant suddenly found that the illusory Holy Grail actually had some solidification tendency.

On the hazy surface, some geometric patterns appeared, which seemed to be gradually turning from illusion to entity.

"So that's it... So that's it!" When the giants saw this, the expressions on their faces were different.

Some were clear, some were wry, some were surprised, and some were trance.

After so many years of persistence, they were too obsessed and ignored a very important and basic thing.

Summoning the Holy Grail requires a painful price.

And this price is naturally to calm the anger of the Holy Grail being summoned. All summoners must offer everything to the Holy Grail.

In other words, all those who summon the Holy Grail will be killed by the Holy Grail.

The giant and the queen thought that they could escape that kind of doom by taking off their human form.

But they didn't expect that everything was already destined.

"No! No! I control my own destiny. There must be other ways! There must be!" The giant gave up looking for Su Ge at this time and sat in the huge space and fell into contemplation.

In the underground palace at the bottom, Su Ge saw that the queen had become a normal person.

Just now, after the queen died, her huge body began to disintegrate rapidly, as if the existence that gave her this power was taking it back.

The swollen huge body and the guards around it gradually melted, and then like boiling water, it turned into countless steam, and finally turned into countless lights and disappeared.

At this time, everything returned to normal, and the crowded underground palace suddenly became empty.

Only half of the queen's body was left and fell to the ground.

Then the body gradually shattered and turned into a pile of ashes.

She had degenerated from a high-level biological form to a human form.

This is a failure of evolution.

Failure represents death, and it is the kind of death that leaves no bones.

Behind her, there is a strange altar.

On the left side of the altar is a statue of a woman kneeling on the ground and curled up.

The statue looks weird because the woman's head has completely exploded.

The whole statue was carved at the moment of the explosion, just like a real person, lifelike.

The brains that splattered in the instant of the head explosion, the exploding skull, the eyeballs that were about to fly out of the eye sockets, and the twisted and hideous cheeks.

The statue on the right is a headless woman bending down, stretching out her hand as if to pick up something, which is very similar to the statues in Byron City.

In the middle of the two statues, there is a skull the size of five human heads.

The black skull is full of cracks, with six holes in front that symbolize eyes, and the mouth is high and bulging, like the mouth of a beast.

The skull does not seem to have completely rotted, and there is a small amount of hair on the top of the head full of cracks, which is very strange.

Andrew stepped forward quickly, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Yes, it's Carl's skull."

Su Ge looked at Carl's skull and frowned slightly.

He seemed to have seen a skull of this shape somewhere.

"Holy Blood Library!" Su Ge suddenly thought in his heart.

The main body of the Sacred Library is a huge skull, and the appearance of that skull is very similar to this one, except that the size of that skull is much larger than this one.

Andrew went forward to put the skull away, but halfway through, he suddenly remembered what Su Ge had just said.

After a moment of silence, he stepped aside and said, "I'll give it to you. I hope you will fulfill your promise."

Su Ge nodded seriously and reached out to hug Carl's skull.

The moment he hugged the skull, he suddenly felt dizzy.

Then he felt that his spirit was greatly distorted, as if he was pulled out of his body by an extremely powerful force and entered a whole new world.

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In a hazy state, Su Ge found himself sitting on a nanmu chair.

There were some books on the table in front of him. Su Ge couldn't see the contents of the book clearly. He turned his head and looked around, but still couldn't see the surroundings clearly. Everything was so hazy. He could only feel that he seemed to be in a study.

Squeak!

The sound of the chair moving was heard. Su Ge turned his head blankly and saw a person sitting opposite the table with a book in his hand.

The book was very worn out, and the cover was gone. It was made of some loose pages temporarily nailed together by iron rings.

The man put the book on the table and looked at Su Ge: "The person carrying the breath of dreams has finally come to the depths of this nightmare."

Su Ge moved his body slightly and looked down at himself. The clothes he was wearing did not change, indicating that he was himself at this time, not someone else.

He did not rush to answer, looking at the man, trying to think about the current situation.

The man had pale hair, combed into a ponytail and placed behind his head.

There were two purple inscription tattoos on his cheeks under his eyes. He looked handsome and elegant, giving people the impression of a great professor from a scholarly family.

He was wearing a retro black and purple robe, full of the heaviness and ritual of the years.

"Is this a dream?" Su Ge asked.

The man nodded slightly and said softly: "This is a dream in a dream, the deepest part of the nightmare."

Su Ge immediately understood, and then sat up straight, his expression gradually becoming confident and calm.

"You should be the descendant of Emperor Byron, Carl, right?" Su Ge asked.

The man smiled: "As expected, you are a person who carries the breath of dreams. My name is Carl Byron, a loser."

Su Ge bowed slightly and said: "My name is Su Ge Sotos."

"Sotos!?" Hearing this surname, Carl's eyes filled with gray light flashed a gleam.

Su Ge said mysteriously: "You should know what this surname represents."

Carl shook his head: "Unfortunately, I don't know. Because all the secrets about this surname have been erased by time and destroyed by space. It can only exist in imagination and legend, and it will never be true."

Su Ge immediately fell silent after hearing this: "Sure enough, it's not that easy to know."

"I have a lot of questions to ask you, can you answer me?" Su Ge looked at him and asked seriously.

Carl smiled and waved his hand: "It's a rare guest, don't talk about those terrible things."

Su Ge didn't ask any more questions, and smiled: "Let's talk about something happy."

"There is no concept of time in dreams. How long has Kabatos Academy been destroyed now?" Carl asked.

Su Ge replied: "It's almost 10,000 years."

"Oh!? It seems that I have become an ancient figure." Carl said and laughed.

Su Ge looked at this legendary figure and asked curiously: "Legend has it that when you left the academy, Kabatos Academy had not yet had any problems. Did you foresee the end of the academy at that time?"

Carl nodded and said: "The dean was crazy at that time, and I thought it couldn't continue like this. So I left the academy to find a way to redeem myself."

"Did you find it?"

"Of course I found it." Carl laughed happily.

Su Ge curiously asked: "What's the method?"

"I summoned my ancestors, and then used me as a medium to pull the twisted and mutated academy into the depths of the dream."

After that, Carl said with pride on his face: "After all, my ancestors are the gods of dreams, and this little thing can be done."

"Byron the Great is not dead." Although he had guessed it long ago, Su Ge was still very shocked to hear the person involved confirm it in person.

Carl looked at Su Ge and said: "The gods are immortal, they can only go crazy. Fortunately, my ancestors did not go crazy."

Su Ge understood: "So that's it."

"Do you like reading books?" Carl asked suddenly.

Su Ge nodded and replied: "I like it."

"Then this book is for you." Carl said, and casually pushed a book on the table that Su Ge could not see clearly to himself.

Su Ge didn't hesitate to hold the thick book in his hand and asked, "Do you need any help?"

Karl nodded with approval and said, "Destroy my skull. I don't want to see this tragedy again."

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Qian Duoduo, who was holding a paint-chip straight-screen mobile phone and wearing cheap basketball shorts, received a call on his 20th birthday: "Duoduo, I got you a piece of land!"

"Is it SF Express?"

Thanks to my parents' greatness for condensing my flesh and blood, thank my parents' wisdom for shaping my soul, and thank my parents most for making me a rich second generation...

In fact, it's not that easy to be a rich second generation...