"It might take some time to tell my name, but I don't have enough time now."

Xia De did not answer the other party's question, but instead asked:

"So, your appearance here is not so-called 'sucked' in, but voluntary?"

The man nodded:

"Yes, guards are needed here. There is no core in this world, but there are also some dangerous places. When the natural church site was selected back then, it was originally to suppress the place corresponding to this world, but the problem became more and more serious , so every hundred years, the church will let a sufficiently powerful ring warlock pass rituals to preserve self-awareness before death, and then enter this world to guard the church."

He introduced, without any concealment:

"So if you have nothing to do, get out of here. If there is an accident here, no one will survive."

"Sorry, I need to enter the church for some things. But I promise, the seal of the church will never be damaged."

Xia De said, trying to make his tone really express the emotion of "apology", he admired the soul in front of him very much.

"Okay, then you go in."

The man shrugged.

"Um?"

The eyes behind the mask blinked a bit, which was not expected:

"You let me in just like that, don't you want your responsibilities?"

"Oh, I feel a powerful force in you. To be precise, if I really want to fight, even with the power of this church, I can't beat you. The ring magician system is a system of unity of soul and body. There is no It is useless even if you were a high ring before you died. Instead of fighting to let you break the seal of the church, it is better to let you in. Moreover, after staying here for a long time, I can also distinguish the characteristics of the soul. Your soul is not bad. It was even noble, and I felt the power of compassion and bravery."

"Then...thank you?"

Shade nodded as he spoke, and asked again:

"Excuse me, has anyone come in before me? Just recently."

The man is still leaning against the wall:

"Yes, a winged man. He was so terrible, so terrible, I didn't even dare to show my face to see what he looked like."

That was undoubtedly Priest Augustus, who seemed to have great power in the closet.

The ring warlock soul of the Church of Nature points to the depths of the church:

"The other party seems to be very good at manipulating the power of death, and he doesn't look like a bad person. He entered the deepest part of the church, probably because he wanted to get close to death to obtain the related spirit runes."

Things went much smoother than Xia De thought.

"Do you know that strange guy with wings? Do you know what he is doing? If possible, I really hope you can take him away. There must be no problems here."

The soul asked, Xia De shook his head:

"I don't know what he's going to do, didn't you follow him?"

"We are forbidden to enter the interior, I can only be active in the nave."

The soul said helplessly.

"Then can you tell me what is in the depths of the church?"

Xia De asked again, thinking that the other party might not say anything, and might give a vague answer, but he didn't expect the soul to nod very readily again. Xia De felt that he would definitely remember this person, he had met too many half-spoken people in this world.

"Of course I can tell you that there is a door inside."

Shad hesitated for a moment:

"You don't want to tell me that the inside of the church is the door that passes through the narrow gap between life and death, right?"

"Yes."

Soul looked at Xia De, his transparent eyes were full of spirits:

"The restless death is invading here, and in turn affecting the reality of the Xical Mountain area. If the church does not interfere, sooner or later, the overflowing death will swallow the central and eastern parts of the continent, turning the entire Rommel Mountains into a ghost town like Bordeaux." .In addition to the church, there are other powerful beings that are helping to suppress this abnormal world. The only thing the church seals and suppresses is this door here. It is here that death has given the opportunity to invade reality, and it is becoming Getting stronger and stronger."

He did not use the term "Old World", indicating the time when the other party was alive, and perhaps the New World had not yet been discovered.

"Such an important place, you actually allowed that man with wings to pass by?"

Xia asked again, but the latter shook his head:

"No matter how strong it is, it cannot affect the other end from one end. Only the death of the other end can affect the narrow space we are in, and then affect the real world. This is the rule of the narrow space. Therefore, I did not stop him."

Xia De nodded, and after giving a slight nod to express his thanks, he walked towards the depths of the church along the aisle between the pews filled with candles on the carpet.

"I want to remind you."

Behind him, the soul leaning against the wall was still talking:

"No matter what the person you are looking for has done, you must never step through that door. After passing through, you will really die. Mortals have mortalities, and everything has an end. Behind that door is the real end. "

Shad stopped in his tracks:

"certainly."

He continued to walk deep into the church.

Compared with the state of "three steps, one ghost, five steps, one ghost" outside the church, the number of ghosts in the natural church is significantly less. Among the ubiquitous candles that never shorten no matter how they are burned, and charms hanging on silver threads, only the priesthood of the Church of Nature

Dear, this chapter is not finished, there is another page ^0^ The ghost dressed as a staff is drifting unconsciously, without any response to Xia De's appearance.

Xia De can at least be sure that there must be no evil spirits here, so there is no need to fight on the next journey.

The church itself is a building with a complex internal terrain, but inside this church between life and death, there is almost only one road. All the forks in the road were tightly blocked by tables, chairs, benches or other sundries, and only the road that could move forward was densely packed with ritual traces, almost lighting up the interior of the church into gold.

I don't know if it is because the existence of the door representing the concept of "death" in the depths of the church distorted the space. When walking in the corridors inside the church, Shad felt that those corridors were skewed.

This is not just the skew in the horizontal extension direction, but also includes the left and right and up and down skews. Coupled with the golden traces of rituals everywhere, the silver wires interspersed with the steam pipes on the left and right sides, the hanging charms that must be pulled apart so as not to hit the head, and the candle flames that are still flickering even though there is no wind, the scene in front of you It's getting weirder.

As he moved forward, the white mist became lighter and lighter, but at the same time the air became colder and colder, and all the objects from the real world around him were slowly fading.

When Xia De turned into the final corridor, the flames of the candles on the ground had all turned blue, and the walls were dilapidated as if they had been baptized for thousands of years. All the traces of magic were still there, but they were all decayed.

"Death is affecting here, priest really, what the **** is it doing?"

The white mist receded completely here, and the air was so cold that Xia De could spit out white mist every time he took a breath. If you don't know that this is a church, the scene in front of you looks very much like a haunted house covered with spells.

"Is the priest just ahead?"

The traction force on the holy emblem pendant on his chest is also getting stronger and stronger, which means that Xia De is getting closer and closer to his goal.

Turning around the corner of the corridor, the corridor in front of me was finally alienated from the architectural style inside the church at all. The narrow and curved corridor finally leads to a square entrance connected to the underground, and from that entrance, black wind is gradually blowing out.

The wind passed by Xia De who was checking the situation, causing him to shiver suddenly, and his soul felt a coldness that he had never felt before.

The wind left a slender wound on his face, and then from the wound, golden light marks shone, and golden embers drifted behind with the wind.

"What's going on? There is the power of the gods nearby."

Xia De covered his face, and then saw cracks slowly crawling and extending on the raised right hand.

"Is it enough to show the afterglow of divinity?"

Xia De said to himself, looking at the black tunnel leading to the underground. Although the silver wires covered with charms and bells blocked the entrance, it was no problem to push those extremely elastic metal wires and continue walking.

"I know, I will be careful, I have come here, and I have no reason to retreat."

He bent down and walked down, stepping on those rough stone-paved steps, and after passing the thirteenth step, he came to the underground corridor.

The howling black wind kept blowing from the front of the corridor. Countless whispers resounded in my ears, and Xia De could clearly hear them. They were the whispers of the dead at the last moment of their lives. Those cold winds were like knives, leaving scars on Xia De's body, and cuts on his clothes. Afterwards, the golden afterglow of divinity appeared from those cracks, protecting the outsider. soul.

Even Xia De had to raise his arms to block himself before he could continue forward with difficulty. The wind made him stand unsteadily, and the soft black soil under his feet seemed to sink him into the ground with every step.

There is no white mist, no magical rituals, not even a single ghost, this is the last way.

Apart from the golden scar on his body, the brightest color on Xia De's body is the slender thread on his wrist. It seemed to really be burning, and the fiery red light drifted backwards with sparks along with the cold and severe wind. It was Xia De who used the right hand tied with this thread to block his forehead in order to maintain his body temperature and the stability of his soul.

"So, what kind of fire is that cluster of flames in Sister Devlin's hand, it's so powerful."

Death is suppressing all extraordinary powers, and the holy emblem pendant on his chest that guides the direction has lost its effect. But it doesn't matter, because on the muddy ground covered with mud, there is a row of clear footprints, which belong to the footprints of the Augustus priest.

With his right hand in front of his forehead, Xia De lowered his head to resist the black wind with the power of death, and then watched the footprints on the ground step by step forward in the dark final passage.

Death is eroding him and embracing him, that cold power seems to appear directly in the space. Xia De even had a feeling that the spirit rune might appear in his life ring in the next second.

As he moved forward step by step, the light marks on his body became brighter and brighter. Because he couldn't look up, he could only keep hoping to see the priest August who fell on the ground in the next second, or the old man sitting against the wall.

But nothing appeared until Shade came to the end of the corridor, walked out of the passage, and came to the huge towering square space at the end of the passage, but still did not see the familiar figure.

There is nothing here, only huge double-opening stone doors standing on the wall facing the end of the passage.

The ancient stone gate seems to represent the years itself. Stories about death are engraved on it, written with ancient runes that would make Shad dizzy at a glance. It seems to describe the original death here, but it also seems to describe other stories that are completely incomprehensible.

And those black winds with the power of death came from the gate of Shimen.

Dear, this chapter is not finished, and there is a next page ^0^ It was blown out of the gap, but there is still no sound, it is cold and silent, it seems that everything in the world is still here.

When he saw the door, he gave a hint in his ear. Therefore, Xia De understood that the door that separated the real death was also a relic.

"But where is Priest Augustus?"

He walked out of the passage ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then stopped, looking at the footprints of Augustus priests on the ground all the way to the door.

At this moment, even Xia De felt that his whole body was numb and could barely move, and at the same time, he was feeling tired. He had to concentrate all his energy to resist the desire to sleep forever.

That desire is really tempting, but fortunately, the images of Cat Mia and the girls have been echoing in Xia De's head.

After so many adventures, from Tobesk, thousands of miles away, to Midhill Castle, finally standing in the deepest part of the narrow, and what Shad saw was that the footprints extended to this ancient stone gate , but the priest is not here:

"The priest said in his dream that he had 'crossed the border of death'. Doesn't this refer to the gap between life and death, but..."

Xia De opened his mouth slightly, and looked up at the stone door. He could feel the end of everything behind the door, and even felt that he could see what happened to Priest Augustus not long ago.

Rat Augustus, has crossed the gate of death.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^