Outside the research building, a flash of lightning almost split the sky. The pale electric light made the cage of Yanan in the mist a white, the paler whiter than moonlight illuminates many things in the dark corners, and the countless strange creatures are looking up or lying down in the vast water mist. In the water, or running across the flooded streets of Yanan, sitting in front of ordinary people's senseless but absurd and terrifying behavior, the lights on the street side cast this heavy shadow like a ghost. On the houses on both sides.

Rain nourishes the land, and water nourishes many things.

In the cathedral of the Healing Church, Bishop Lawrence was sitting in the room, squeezing the pain, but the severe pain still made his throat inevitably let out a depressed roar. After a while, he slowly calmed down. There is no one in the church, and no one will come in. Similarly, there is no mirror here, and if there is one, Lawrence can definitely see that there is a flame burning in his bloodshot eyes.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Come in."

Lawrence immediately returned to his normal appearance, just covering his forehead, but the people in the church had long been used to the bishop's behavior. In fact, most hunters would do this, covering their faces with high-collared clothes or something. But the person who came in made Lawrence raise his eyebrows.

"German?"

"Lawrence, I'll come back and see what's going on with you." The old hunter Geman opened the door and walked in. He shook off the rain from his cloak. The rain outside was heavy, and the oil coat reflected in the corner candles. Glitter with water stains.

"I'm okay, I can hold on."

The bishop waved his hand and stood up unsteadily. There is no moonlight outside, and there is only darkness in the vertical windows of the church. The candles flickered, and only the lightning flashing in the sky from time to time, illuminating the hall through the vertical windows, illuminating the icon in the deepest part of the church, making the white marble building look paler.

"Maria went to see you?"

"Yes, I asked her to investigate the news of the small fishing village." German walked into the house. "Lawrence, can you really be sure about the rumors of the fishing village? A living god? This is not a joke, Lawrence."

"Look at what we got from the corpse of the ancient **** in the underground labyrinth. Think about it again. The corpse of the **** does not know how long it has been dead. If we can get a fresh and alive corpse of the god, we can How many things we can’t even think of in the past?” Lawrence’s tone was a little eager. “Blood, runes? These things can help us get to the present, but they can’t go any further. Think about it, we can directly meet a god, we Get the runes and blood, but we have been stuck at a bottleneck now. How many losers are there in the Star Clock Tower? We can't lose the opportunity for further evolution!"

Lawrence looked at German, and he suddenly smiled, "You never told your apprentice the truth, did you?"

Geman also smiled, "In the end they will understand that we will not lose the opportunity close at hand."

"Yes, German. We must seize the opportunity." Lawrence coughed violently, and after a while, he eased up. "Master William is too conservative. He doesn't know how many opportunities he missed. Excuse me, tell me this plan. Mansis, as well as Master William, if he wants to, I would like to invite him to study new gods together."

"I know, hold on, Lawrence, I'm old, I can't do it anymore."

Chapter 546 The Vortex in Destiny

The ends of the silver hair were sticking to her cheeks because of the dampness, and Maria sat in the armchair with her legs up, staring at the demon hunter in front of her.

"I must say that it was just a misunderstanding."

Zelin felt that if he wanted to find clues according to his plan, he had better explain it to the huntress. If it hadn't been for the portal to be in the Orton Chapel, it is estimated that he would not be involved in these troublesome things.

Unfortunately, Maria always responded with suspicion to Zelin's expressions.

"If you misunderstand it again, you will go to the Cathedral of the Healing Church? Then if you misunderstand it a little bit, you just accidentally heard the meeting and talk of church hunters?" Her voice was cold, the same as the weather outside. She obviously came here in the rain. At the heels of her boots, water dripped on the floor from time to time. I really don't know why she rushed in such a bad weather. "Then you came to the research hall?"

"If I follow my own plan, I should be sheltering from the rain under the eaves in front of a house in Yanan Town."

Zelin's eyes glanced at Adrin who was on the side. Maria seemed to have gone to Adrian first after coming to the research hall. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was good. The huntress must have gotten it from Adrin. Know the news that Zelin came here.

"I asked him to come, Ms. Maria."

"Why, Adeline?"

"He is a foreigner who has just arrived in Yanan. He knows a lot of techniques similar to the dynamite pail gang, and he has a badge on his body, which is very similar to the dynamite pail gang, so I think he can definitely help the hunters in the church. Workshop. And he also uses weapons.” The Blood Saint explained to Mary, “So I hope he can join the church and make a contribution to the cause of the church.”

"Oh, Adeline, you don't need to be like that." Maria turned her head and said to the blood saint behind, "You have contributed a lot to the church, and you should not be ashamed of what you deserve."

Adeline smiled slightly, saying nothing.

Maria looked back at the Demon Hunter "What will you do?"

"Using swords, making bombs, looking for people or lost things, basically." Zelin didn't explain the curse. Different worlds, the methods and tools of cursing might be quite different. He would not say that he was not sure of the things he could solve. "I won't stay in Yanan for too long. I guess I will leave after a while."

"Do you want to join the church?"

"No, I have to leave. But I don't mind doing something in exchange for a relaxing life for a while." The demon hunter stretched out his hands. "Listen, I only came to Yanan because of an accident. I don't intend to be here. I live in this city, and I don’t plan to stay here for a long time. If this doesn’t suit me, I plan to go to a village outside Yanan Town to stay overnight."

If he can't search for clues normally, Zelin doesn't mind using the skills he learned in Rome to change the way. Moreover, the small fishing village sounds xenophobic. Similarly, the Healing Church also has no priests in the small fishing village. He can find a place to settle there, and then think of a way to try to find valuable clues before going through this nightmare again.

Whether it's a nightmare, a person transfusing blood to a foreigner, or that strange ritual.

"Small fishing village?" Maria narrowed her eyes slightly. "Are you from the small fishing village? Or a resident of Yahagul?"

"I said, I'm here for the first time." Zelin didn't want to explain more, Maria seemed to be a smart person, and talking too much would inevitably make her more suspicious. If you speak more, you will lose.

Maria was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she spoke.

"Tonight, you will go to the small fishing village. You can arrive tomorrow morning." With her cocked legs down, her boots slammed on the stone slab, and she stood up, "Come with me, I will arrange your carriage."

"Wait, what do you mean?" Zelin stood up, but the huntress didn't respond and walked out directly. Adeline smiled apologetically. Upon seeing this, the demon hunter had to lift the cloth bag on the side and walked out of the room.

"There will be a carriage to take you to the small fishing village."

"But it's still raining outside."

"The carriage is not an open-top design."

"The road outside is muddy."

"It's the horses who need to complain about this sentence."

"I want to sleep."

"The carriage is very spacious."

In the aisle, they encountered several patients. The heads of these patients were also bandaged. Some had their heads entangled, and some had just wrapped their eyes. There are still some patients who have not yet received treatment. They still have eyes. Some people recognize Maria directly, while some patients surround themselves after hearing Maria's voice.

"Ms. Maria, my eyes are very painful."

"Ms. Maria, I can't see anything anymore."

"Ms. Maria, my head hurts."

It seems that Maria often comes to the research hall. Many patients here know her and talk to her about her illness. Maria seems to be willing to listen to these patients. She stops and comforts them. This was the exact opposite of her indifference when she asked the demon hunter.

"I thought she would look cold to everyone."

"Actually, Ms. Maria is a good person. She just looks cold..." Adeline explained to the Demon Hunter. "If you can, you can also be friends with her. In the church, only she is willing to think of me. A true blood saint, not...a worm lying on the church."

"Then she eagerly drove me away from here during the storm."

Zelin looked at these patients, and they were all affected in the brain and eyes. Eyes, this makes the demon hunter think of what he heard before, and he needs eyes to see more real things. Maybe it means that, after all, he has been away for too long. However, he still remembered that it was because of an unstoppable disaster that made the Healing Church choose to burn Jiu Yanan.

What kind of disaster is that?

"Relax, the researchers and doctors in the church will ensure that your experiments are successful." Maria sincerely comforted the patients, holding their hands, "I will come here often to see you."

The demon hunters stared at the surrounding doctors. Some doctors did not wear masks. They had no expressions. Their eyes did not even have any emotion. When they looked at the patients, whether it was painful or normal, these doctors and None of the researchers experienced any emotional fluctuations. The only thing that can be seen in their eyes is the desire for research and academic curiosity.