Chapter 452 History of the Church
“Wow wow wow~~~”
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The cry of the baby still floated in the cold air.
Milo has become completely accustomed to the existence of this noise.
He walked in this ruins for a long time, and everything around him was as dead as a tomb, making him feel that there could be no other living things here except himself.
But Milo continued to go deeper into the darkness.
Because on the dusty ground, the spiritual vision saw the traces left by the Eye of Thinking, which is the totem of the eye left by Daisy.
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Finally, after passing through countless damaged corridors, Milo stepped into an area similar to an altar.
He could finally hear sounds other than the baby's cry.
That was a lot of heavy breathing sounds superimposed.
These sounds were just like the sounds he and Rebecca heard when they first stepped into the Ikem underground cave. Those breathing sounds did not represent life, but struggle, each heavy The hoarse exhalation and inhalation seemed to be a hoarse cry, or a call for help.
The people who make this sound in the underground caves of Ikem are the living people who are used as nutrients and are stacked together to cast the plantation.
And now, on this empty altar.
Milo saw something similar.
The difference is that these figures are not bound by mycelium. They just maintain a kneeling posture, with their heads facing the deepest depression of the altar, motionless.
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On the empty altar that looked like a colosseum, there was only one weak beam of light, which shone on a solitary and thin figure.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Milo recognized it was Daisy at a glance.
At this moment, she was wearing a light-colored long dress, with black cloth wrapped around her eyes. Her back was facing Milo's direction, and she was standing calmly on the edge of the depression.
What emits a faint blue light is an eye totem on the back of her hand.
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Milo did not see Dillashaw.
And just when he was about to move forward, a powerful ancient aura spread out from the depression.
If Milo was just an ordinary person, then all he could feel was a cold wind gushing from the depths of the earth's crust.
But spiritual vision, as the sixth sense, helped Milo capture the will of rejection wrapped in the ancient aura.
It seemed to be warning Milo.
Warn him not to come near.
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If it were any other psychic, or Milo a year ago, he would definitely be intimidated by this powerful will at this moment. It would feel like you are facing a mountain that is about to have an avalanche. When I was there, I heard the roar from the top of the mountain.
But for Milo today.
The will to warn is no different from the frightened kitten puffing away on the roadside.
It looks scary, but that’s just because the kitten thinks its posture is scary.
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As a result, Milo came straight to Daisy's side, and no other movement dared to be heard in the depression.
Milo turned sideways and took a look at Daisy's face.
But Daisy was the first to speak and said what Milo wanted to say:
"Are you okay?"
Milo was stunned for a second.
Then he nodded as usual: "I'm okay."
"It's a pity that something like that happened to you..."
Daisy added again.
This time Milo finally knew what she was talking about.
It seems that Daisy, who is the Eye of Thinking, has seen everything that happened in Nanwei City in the past few days. "Actually, my relationship with her is not that close." Milo shook his head.
“But the feeling of losing a believer is also very uncomfortable, right?” Daisy turned her head and “looked” at Milo.
At this moment, her eyes were covered with black cloth, but Milo always felt that the girl in front of him could see through her thoughts.
And this is indeed the case. Perhaps the only person in the entire Nanwei city who knows what Grasso's death means to Milo is Daisy.
"That feeling is very strange." Milo calmly took off his windbreaker and put it on Daisy's thin body.
Deep underground here, the temperature is frighteningly low. As a shadow, he won't feel anything, but Daisy, who just escaped from Imnar's curse not long ago, may not be able to bear it.
Daisy did not refuse.
Instead, he tightened his windbreaker with his hands and continued:
"That is an emotion that does not belong to human beings. Only those with superior status are qualified to taste it."
< br>"So be it." Milo did not deny it.
He looked around for a week, but still couldn't find Dillashaw.
All around, there are only those ordinary people who are still lingering, kneeling and worshiping at the edge of the depression.
Among them are men and women, some young and some old.
Just when Milo was about to ask, Daisy took the initiative again and said:
“I haven’t had a chance to thank you yet. Without you, I would have died in Imnar. The curse is on, thank you, Brother Milo.”
When Daisy said this, a rare and peaceful smile appeared on her lips.
For some reason, seeing this expression on Daisy’s face, no matter how beautiful her smile is, always makes people feel distressed, especially for people like Milo who know Daisy well. past encounters with people.
Because he could always feel the trace of sadness mixed in Daisy's smile.
As for whether it was heartache or guilt, only he knew.
He was silent for a while.
Finally, he reached out and rubbed the top of his head.
Asked in a deep voice:
"Is it the vampire psychic who attacked Dillashaw?"
But Daisy shook her head:
"It's up to you With the help of Dillashaw, he has been recognized by the Golden Rule. The Vampire Visioner does not yet have the ability to severely damage him. The attacker is something more terrifying. "
"Old days? Outer gods?" Milo asked very directly.
But Daisy shook her head again:
"Brother, you must know that neither the old days nor the alien gods are real threats to this world. Maybe you can attack them countless times. Retreat and banish those old rulers, but they will only continue to pour into the world. What I want to ask is, how much do you know about the history of the church? "
"You tell it, I listen. "Milo was very patient this time.
“The first batch of scholars who excavated this ruins endured the resentment and malice of a forgotten era. At the same time, they found a rotting corpse in this dusty land. They took the corpse with them. Returning to the ground for research, after peeling off all the decayed tissue, they left the only valuable thing on the body, its blood."
"The blood was further purified and divided into two. The remaining bright red blood was mastered by scholars who continued to study. They are today's contract organization, and the part of the pale blood that was screened out was deemed to be dirty. , were taken away by a group of scholars with different ideas, and eventually they settled in Cainhurst, which is today's Blood Tribe."
"People think that the bright red blood is a gift left from the previous era. It has unimaginable miraculous effects and can cure any disease and even enable human beings to advance further on the road of evolution. But gradually, with in-depth inspection and research of the ruins, they discovered more terrible truths. "
"The rotting corpses remaining in the ruins are members of the Destroyers who failed to evacuate smoothly. A massacre once occurred here, a massacre that killed the last remaining creatures of civilization. There was an exhausting massacre, and gradually, through countless experiments, scholars proved that the bright red blood also carries some kind of terrible curse, which can make people go crazy and turn into beasts."
"From then on. Later, disagreements arose within the contract organization. Some scholars advocated making good use of this blood, purifying, improving it, and using it to benefit mankind. They tried various methods, including injecting it into living organisms to create hematopoiesis, and trying to use the living bodies themselves to create blood. Through countless cycles, the immune system assimilates the blood into a version that humans can accept and integrate. However, as time goes by, this research gradually deviates from the track, because scholars have discovered more secrets in the ruins. We find that the fallen civilization has already tried the research they are doing, and their progress is even higher, and they are even close to success."
"Perhaps this is some kind of coincidence in the evolution of civilization. , the fallen Sumeru civilization has successfully created gods through the study of blood.”
"However, perhaps this kind of behavior blasphemed the will of those above the order. The artificial Son of God ushered in the end of the Sumeru civilization before he was born."
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"Mei Gao?" Milo said the name subconsciously.
At this moment, he felt that the baby's cry in his ears became extremely harsh.
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Daisy nodded slightly:
“Well, scholars in the old era inherited the research on Sumeru civilization, but as time went by, this research also caused countless scholars to disappear in extremely strange ways. Since then, two opposing schools have formed within the contract organization regarding the study of blood. One side, after understanding the ancient civilization's intention to use artificial gods to fight against superiors, decided to terminate the creation of gods. Research, they believe that the real reason for the fall of Sumeru is their blasphemy against the superiors. Scholars of this school evolved into today's church and formed multiple branches, including the church and deacons as you know it. , preachers, and choirs, etc. "
"The other side... is called arrogant scholars. They make predictions that disaster will one day come and whether the old age will end. Research on the blood of gods is of no avail. The right way is to evolve the race through various methods and enhance human intelligence to fight against the end of the world, including but not limited to the act of creating gods. Their faction is called... "
"Monsis School" Milo blurted out.
The figure of the raven appeared in his mind again.
(End of this chapter)