When Ingres first built the model of the door, he felt that there was illusionary energy involved, but when the model of the door was first formed, it was just a simple spatial displacement, and Angel thought that it would not be affected by the illusion energy.

I didn't expect that the impact was here.

It is said that it is an impact, but it is not true. At least Angel felt that although spatial energy, special energy, and illusion energy were mainly special energy, they formed a very perfect balance.

If it weren't for the participation of illusion energy, maybe there would be a little less flavor.

What Ingres wants to know most now is what happens when the illusionary energy appears on the door? No, the door is exaggerated by the illusion, or, near the door, creates a lot of illusions?

As Ingres pondered, the outline of the door became clearer and deeper.

As the door appeared, Ingres could feel the special energy in the model of the witchcraft gate, and gradually developed a faint bond with the door in front of him.

The special energy is like a link that binds Angel to the door.

Because of the appearance of this bond, the special energy that originally covered the model of the door also began to shrink rapidly, but this contraction does not mean that it has decreased, Angel can feel that the special energy is still maintaining a state of equilibrium, and it should be able to cover the model of the door again in the future, but the time required is to wait for this test before it can be tested.

Determined that the special energy would spread again, Ingres stopped caring about the witchcraft seat and kept his eyes fixed on the door in front of him.

The shape of this door is almost exactly the same as the model of the door on the witchcraft seat, but the model of the door on the witchcraft seat is made of countless patterns, and the door in front of you is intertwined with countless glowing threads.

There is a beauty of intertwined lines.

But what Ingres cares about the most is the façade. The door had no door, instead a thin mist of light.

The three kinds of energy that Angel had perceived before were all on this layer of light mist, especially special energy.

Angel felt that he had a deep connection with the door in front of him, but he was still a little unsure of what was behind this door.

Angel took a deep breath, he himself was here to test the effect of this door, naturally it was impossible to back down now.

Without hesitation, Angels stepped forward and stepped into the mist of light.

......

Alex followed the adopted priest into the church of Cruja.

The church is said to have been standing in the town for more than 200 years, and there was a period of prosperity, but because God never showed miracles and the town became less and less inhabited, the church began to fall into ruin. Especially in recent years, when the road to the Holy City was cut off and the clergy could no longer be sent, the church of Kruja became even more dilapidated.

Now only Alex and Bronlong are left, and a Mother Tessa who toils in the garden every day.

Father Bronlong, the priest who adopted Alex, is now over 70 years old, and his body and mind are not as good as before. And Mother Tessa is also over sixty years old.

As a result, the entire church was taken care of on Alex alone.

Alex couldn't clean the church by himself, which made the church look a little gray, and the colorful colored paper on the windows turned yellow. Not to mention the carving of God the Father carved on the top of the church, which has not been cleaned for several years because there is no ladder.

Alex looked up at his father's somewhat dirty and mottled face, and there was no trace of mercy in it. On the contrary, I faintly feel a sense of gloom and horror.

"Alex, looking directly into the Father's gaze is an act of disrespect. Bronlong reproached.

"I'm just thinking about ......" Alexton paused, seemingly unsure of how to phrase it.

After a long time, under the gaze of Bronlang, he whispered, "Why has the Father never come to glory?" ”

After hearing this, Bronlong did not say anything, but stretched out his old hand tremblingly, took out a book from the washed white robe, put it on his chest, closed his eyes and read silently: "God the Father, please forgive this lost child, who has not been baptized, so he cannot get a glimpse of the mercy of the Father." Your humble believer will spend the rest of his life leading him to find light from his confusion. ”

After Bronlong finished speaking, he muttered a few words of the Father's admonition before he opened his eyes and looked at Alex.

Bronlong didn't speak, but that quiet gaze made Alex feel pressured and couldn't help but lower his head.

"Alex, you're questioning the Father. Brunn Lang's tone was grim: "It's even more disrespectful than if you look directly at the Father." ”

"I know it's wrong. Alex lowered his head, avoiding Burnron's gaze.

Bronlong: "It's good that you know the mistakes. But I want you to think from the perspective of the canon. ”

Alex actually wanted to argue that the rules in the canon were too harsh and rigid, and if the thinking problem started from here, it would kill the ability to think, and finally become like Sister Tessa, who only knew how to water and plant flowers in the garden.

However, Alex did not speak to refute, but bowed his head and did not say a word, making a cooperative appearance.

Bronlong looked at Alex and sighed softly: "I know you have a lot of doubts, but doubts are the cage that troubles the hearts of the earth, when you really become a priest, you will understand, the father will definitely answer all your doubts." So, your doubts now are unnecessary. ”

"Moreover, I am also old, it is estimated that I will soon return to the kingdom of God the Father, and only you can take over the church of Cruya, you question the father, how dare I trust the church to you. Brown Lang said bitterly.

Alex had a guilty look on his face: "It was me who was wrong. ”

"Brunn Lang" sighed: "Ever since I brought you back to the church with the memory of you, I can see that you are out of tune with your surroundings, why don't you try to fit in? After all, you will live here for a long time in the name of a priest." ”

Alex still bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but what he thought in his heart was a different scene.

Bronlong was about to admonish him a few more times, but at this moment, the door of the church was pushed open.

A middle-aged woman wearing a black skirt with a cloth around her waist walked in with a low sob.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Brunron and Alex with red eyes, sobbed, tears rolling down like pearls in a thread.

Bronlong looked at her with pity in his eyes.

The middle-aged woman was out of breath crying, and after a long time, she heard the sound of a cord in front of her, and when she looked up, she saw a white-haired young man stretching out his slender hand and handing over a handkerchief.

"It's Alex...... Woo...... What about Father Bronlong?" the middle-aged woman took the handkerchief and looked around, but she saw no one else in the church.

"Father Bronlong has left for the cemetery, and he says that he will personally go and give the final rite to Knight Raven, and that I will explain it to Madame. Alex had compassion in his eyes.

Hearing the name of Knight Raven, the middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, and tears flowed from her eyes again.

"Raven, my Raven, why did you abandon your mother......" she cried out in despair.

"Lady Connie, I know that you are sad to lose your son, and it may be better for you to express the depression in your heart. Alex said as he led Connie to the confessional room on the side of the church.

Because of her son's death, Connie followed Alex as if she had lost her soul at this time.

The confessional chamber was originally built as a vermilion wooden cubicle, but over time, the red paint slowly peeled off, revealing the dark black wood inside, alternating red and black, giving the illusion of blood dripping.

Connie walked into the confessional room and couldn't wait to express her inner anguish.

Alex sat on the other side, quietly listening.

Knight Raven, a member of the town's knights, patrols the town of Gust all year round. Alex had met him once and was a very sunny young man.

However, at this time, Knight Raven was already dead, and even the body could not be found.

Only one head remains.

When it was found, it was hung on the pier of a stone bridge ten kilometers outside the town, in the direction of the Holy City.

This is clearly an unnatural death.

However, Knight Revan was not the first person in town to die unnaturally, as Alex had been brought to Gust Town by Burrenlong three years earlier, and according to Alex's own statistics, it was already the seventeenth.

Each one was reduced to a head, and all of its bodies were gone.

To date, this serial anomalous case has not been solved, and no one knows who the murderer is.

It can be said that this is a huge shadow that plagues the entire town of Gust.

When Mrs. Connie finished speaking of her helplessness and sorrow, Alex lit a candle for him, said a few words of comfort, and sent Mrs. Connie out of the church.

As Mrs. Connie was leaving, Alex asked, "Miss Fasi is dying, isn't she?"

Connie was stunned for a moment, "I don't know Fasi well, I don't know, but Raven seems to have mentioned it before, and it is true." What are you asking this question for?"

Alex smiled: "Just ask, nothing else." ”

Seeing off Connie, Alex returned to the church, where he pushed open the door to the confessional room and walked inside.

Quietly sitting in it thinking about some questions.

After an unknown amount of time, Alex suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction above his head: "I don't know why Father Bronlong and Lady Connie can't see you." ”

"But, I can see you. ”

"I'd love to know, you've been with me for a day, what's going on, and who are you?"

The direction Alex was looking at, there was nothing.

However, if you look at Alex's own vision, there is a blonde young man who looks about his own age floating there.

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