Evening Bell Church

The last article turned to the back, and there was no text, only some strange lines that people couldn't understand and jerky characters that gave people a hint of frenzy.

Su Ge was not unfamiliar with this style of things, because he had seen something similar in the Book of Madness before.

"Wait, although the diary is the last one, the subsequent characters and patterns are not unexpectedly drawn by Kasma Byron, which means that he did not die after facing Gehros."

Thinking of this, Su Ge's heart trembled.

"This astral travelogue was written in the late Second Age. Judging from the situation at the time, Ghros didn't know the location of this planet. After Kasma was discovered, this huge technological empire was completely destroyed almost overnight and completely disappeared in the long river of history."

"Then is there a possibility that Ghros found this world through Kasma's memory or spaceship, and then came here directly. After the stars are in the right position, the old rulers will wake up. Now it can be barely confirmed that the culprit who destroyed the previous world was Cthulhu. This also shows that it was Ghros's arrival that awakened Cthulhu, and then Cthulhu completely shrouded the world in dreams."

Thinking of this, Su Ge suddenly felt a little horrified.

"The empire of the second world has powerful technology and material power. But this power can only completely destroy tangible existence. Their weapons may be able to destroy those old masters. But if they face those strange and mysterious attacks of the old masters, they will have no protection and resistance."

"In a world dominated by technology, there is no mysterious spiritual armor."

Thinking of this, Su Ge finally felt that he was one step closer to the truth of the world.

However, more mysteries followed.

"The world is shrouded in Cthulhu's dream, and the entire human race should be extinct. Who led people to escape the nightmare and return to reality? Kabatos? March Church? Or the so-called March Goddess?"

The more you know, the more doubts you get.

Su Ge, who was getting more and more confused, suddenly felt a little irritated.

Yog-Sothoth's words completely disrupted many of his deductions and cognitions that he had believed in for more than a year. This feeling of suddenly losing control made Su Ge very disgusted.

Plop!

What pulled Su Ge back from his irritable meditation was a heavy collision.

Looking up, I found that the bookshelf was still messed up by Erha. Hundreds of books were scattered all over the floor. Although there was no flying dust, it was also full of mess.

Erha already knew that something was wrong. At this time, he hid outside the door of the study, hiding behind the wall, only half of his head was exposed, and his ice-blue eyes carefully watched Su Ge's reaction.

Su Ge was not angry. He slowly stood up and said to Erha lightly: "I'm going out for a walk. When I come back, if this place is not cleaned up, then we will settle the account."

Awoo!

Erha barked twice after hearing it, and I didn't know what it meant.

Su Ge waved his hand, and the black cloak was draped over his shoulders. He picked up his cane, put on his hat and walked out of the castle.

Now Su Ge doesn't need to hide his identity. There are obvious symbols of the Evening Bell Church on his hat and suit, telling others openly that I am here.

The temperature of the Spiritual Sanctuary is below zero all year round. When it is warm, it is about minus five degrees. When it is cold, it directly reaches about minus sixty degrees, which can be called a frost hell.

However, these do not mean much to Su Ge. He has been wearing this thin and elegant clothes for a year here.

After all, he has long been fearless of the cold.

The sky began to snow again, accompanied by the biting northwest wind, as if he had arrived at the polar region.

The students and teachers wrapped their coats tightly, released mysterious spells to maintain body temperature and quickly returned to the teaching building.

There is a proverb in the North Wind Continent that only fools will move forward in a blizzard.

But at this time, there are two more fools in this Spiritual Sanctuary.

Su Ge held a cane and looked at the people on the other side of the blizzard calmly.

The two people were about five meters apart, and the wind and snow made them only see each other's blurry figures.

"I have waited here for a year before I waited for an acquaintance like you." Su Ge smiled and continued to move forward.

The man also moved forward, and when they were two meters away, both sides could see each other clearly.

The man who came was a man with dark skin and a thin body.

Although he was very thin, he gave people an extremely strong feeling.

That kind of dark, that kind of toughness, as hard as a piece of thousand-year-old black iron, as if firmly stuck to the ground, giving people a sense of indestructible and unshakable toughness.

The man's short hair stood up like steel needles, wearing a linen casual clothes, with empty hands, looking like an ascetic.

He stepped on the snow barefoot, and the skin of his arms was exposed to the severe cold of minus 40 degrees.

The man looked at Su Ge carefully, and then a dry smile appeared on his dark and dry face: "Long time no see, Su Ge Sothoth."

"It's been a long time, Mr. Butcher,"

The visitor was the hidden means of the Nighthawk Church in Yagu City at that time, and the butcher with a terrifyingly strong body.

"Looking at your appearance, you should need a cup of hot black tea." Su Ge looked at me and made a gesture of invitation.

"You knew I was coming?" The butcher was a little surprised.

Su Ge shook his head: "I don't know."

"Why did you come out to pick me up?"

"Because I felt the fluctuation of cause and effect on my soul, so I knew that someone familiar must have come."

The butcher looked down at the black glove on Su Ge's right hand. When he saw two completely different gems on it, his eyes shrank, and his tough and powerful heart beat suddenly, squeezing the blood in the body to flow to the brain, giving the brain sufficient nutrients for thinking.

"Don't be nervous, when you leave here, the memory of them will completely disappear." Su Ge said casually.

The butcher walked to Su Ge in silence and asked, "I am now a lord."

"In front of the Holy Grail, this is meaningless. Especially in front of the two Holy Grails." Su Ge emphasized.

The butcher opened his mouth and then sighed, "What kind of monster are you? This is far beyond the limit of human imagination."

"Don't underestimate the limit of human imagination." Su Ge said, and welcomed the butcher into his home.

"This place is a good place, training the body outside the house, nourishing the body and mind inside the house." The butcher patted the snow on his body and said dryly.

The butcher, who had not seen him for more than two years, still had the same dry and hard voice as before, but he seemed to talk a little more.

The black robe flew up by himself, shook off the snow on himself, stretched out his claws to help Su Ge clean the snow on his body, and then quickly flew out to pour tea.

"Is this the Holy Grail file of the Holy Grail of the Soul? According to the information, when we were in Bain City, the target of the Green Flame Brotherhood was it." The butcher asked.

Su Ge nodded: "Well, it's fate to meet by chance."

"After the incident in the ancient city of Naya, I have been following the traces of the Storm Emperor and practicing in the North Wind Continent. I only contacted the church a week ago. The changes in the world make even a boring person like me feel incredible." After drinking a cup of tea, the butcher sighed.

Su Ge took a spoon and moved the sugar cubes that were gradually getting smaller in the teacup and said: "This world should have changed like this. It didn't accelerate before. I just pushed it a little bit."

"With a little push, the March Church was pushed off the throne that lasted for 4,600 years." The butcher said seriously.

Su Ge raised his head and answered seriously: "The kingship is not eternal, my friend."

The butcher smiled bitterly and continued to drink tea.

"The expeditionary force of the Holy Blood Church has been annihilated in the abyss. This is the news from the Wolf Blood Legion." The butcher suddenly said.

Su Ge was not surprised: "The Three Eternal Nights Before Creation is full of lies and traps. Their death is inevitable."

The butcher stared at Su Ge's deep eyes, and then continued: "The Healing Church has been completely split."

"Oh? How completely?" He hasn't dreamed for a while, and he is not well-informed about the situation in the outside world.

The butcher's dry fingers were sticky with black tea and drew a line on the table and said: "The Healing Church has been divided into black and white since its establishment. White emphasizes complete healing, and black emphasizes cutting off the source of the problem. Although the concept of the root is the same, it has been a dispute for many years because of different means."

"Well, I know all this, and there are our people there." Su Ge said bluntly.

The butcher's pupils, which were not big to begin with, shrank again.

A week ago, when he heard that Jellos, the Blood Clot and the entire Guinness belonged to the Evening Bell Church, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for half an hour.

"You are simply a devil." The butcher said in a low voice.

"Whether you are a devil or not is not up to you, let's continue to talk about the Healing Church." Su Ge said with a smile.

The butcher exhaled and continued: "Last year, the two sides had already fought each other, fighting openly and secretly. While fighting for who is the genuine Healing Church, they are also fighting for control of the Healing Labyrinth."

"I remember that the March Church controls three dungeon labyrinths, and in these three labyrinths, there are three holy grails." Su Ge said.

The butcher glanced at Su Ge's gloves and nodded and said: "The Holy Blood Labyrinth is the Holy Grail of Wisdom, the Healing Labyrinth is the Holy Grail of Light and Darkness, and the Nighthawk Labyrinth is the Holy Grail of Elements."

"Is it okay to tell you so bluntly?" Su Ge asked with a smile.

The butcher whispered: "Now you have become one of the most powerful individuals in the world. If you want to know, no one can stop you. Why should I bother myself here?"

"Haha, I don't like to attack acquaintances, especially acquaintances I recognize." Su Ge laughed, and his laughter was very hearty.

The butcher looked at Su Ge's appearance at this time and continued: "Now the two sides have officially started a war. Thanks to them, the entire Lion Empire is now in a war situation."

Su Ge raised his eyebrows: "It has come to this point? It is indeed a bit beyond my expectations."

"Is there anything else that can surprise you?" The butcher had completely classified Su Ge into the category of non-human at this time.

Su Ge answered seriously: "I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is more human than any of you. I will be hungry, thirsty, and need to sleep. I don't have a spell to destroy the world, nor do I have an indestructible body. The most important thing is that I will die if I am killed. But you won't."

I don't know what Su Ge's words hit the butcher's funny point, he suddenly laughed, and laughed very happily.

Su Ge looked a little strange, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"As the Holy Father said, you are indeed a clean and pure person." The butcher gave his own evaluation after he stopped laughing.

Su Ge raised his chin slightly and asked: "What about you? I heard that you have completely retreated. You don't help the divided Healing Church, nor the weak Holy Blood Church. What do you want to do?"

The butcher shook his head: "We are not retreating. We have also encountered our own problems."

Su Ge squinted at him, and after a few seconds, he changed the subject: "What are your plans next?"

The butcher said seriously: "I am here to ask for help."

"Huh?" Su Ge was very surprised to hear this.

As one of the March Churches, the Nighthawk Church actually asked for help from him?

The butcher said calmly: "The March Church is not a monolithic entity. The Holy Blood Church has the Holy Grail of Wisdom, and its core mystery and technology have left me far behind. Just one blood treatment has confirmed its dominance. Strictly speaking, it is not the March Church that has fallen from the throne, but the Holy Blood Church."

"You look quite happy?" Su Ge teased.

The butcher shook his head: "I'm not happy, but I have to find a new way out. You probably already know the purpose of the March Church's hunting of witches."

"Of course." Su Ge's voice instantly turned cold when he mentioned this.

The butcher felt Su Ge's hostility that was so strong that it froze his soul, and continued: "You have to pay a sufficient price to get anything in the world, let alone the Holy Grail?"

Su Ge shook his head and said: "I have no interest in these, just talk about the purpose."

"Because of some reasons we don't know, the three Holy Grail dungeons began to vibrate violently at the same time and collapsed. Everyone inside has been turned into a terrifying monster by the Holy Grail, and those who entered have gone without return. Now in the world, you know the Holy Grail best, and you are also the only one who can resist the power of the Holy Grail."

Speaking of this, the butcher said with a serious face: "We hope you can help us reopen the Holy Grail maze."

"What's the price?" Su Ge asked.

The butcher said decisively: "The Elemental Holy Grail belongs to you."

"You have no say." Su Ge said calmly without being moved.

"Who has the final say?"

"Pope? Saint? At least they have to be at this level." Su Ge said.

The butcher smiled bitterly and said, "If we can contact the Pope and the Saint, we won't come to you."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Su Ge sat up a little and became interested.

The butcher said bitterly, "Half a year ago, our Pope and three saints entered the Holy Blood Labyrinth to seek a solution to the Holy Grail. Since then, we have lost contact and have not returned yet."