Chapter 912: Ancient Language
"Whew-" The candle flame lit up, illuminating the quaint stone walls around it.
It was a long-forgotten chamber in the palace, and it was holding a man who had advanced his position, or had been in a position earlier, at this time.
Chino sat down in the chair in front of the table, looked at the old man in front of him, and said, "I don't know your name yet, or do you still want me to call you 'Archbishop'?" β
The person imprisoned here is none other than the Archbishop of the Crimson Church, who once controlled the lifeblood of the kingdom with blood healing and was in power.
The archbishop has always been clothed, and he was not embarrassed during his secret detention after the decisive battle of Wangcheng, so his appearance looks the same as usual, but his vicissitudes of life are full of tiredness, and he has long lost the essence of the past.
"Names are just worldly things, you are the victor now, you can choose whatever you want." The archbishop's gaze shifted slightly to Chino's face, staring at the empty space behind him and said, "What about the monster girl?" Didn't stay with you? β
The summoning deadline has expired, and Fitch has returned to the world of gluttony, and Chino calmly replies, "Back to where she belongs." β
"What the hell is she?" A bitter look appeared on the archbishop's weather-beaten face, and he looked at Chino's face in the candlelight, "Or should I ask that, you... What exactly is it? β
In front of Chino's eyes, a scarlet warning had appeared on the triple shackle interface.
The Supreme Being forbade the refusal to directly disclose reincarnation information to the native world personnel, and Chino shook his head and said, "Believe me, I'm happy to have an in-depth discussion with you on this topic now
, but for some reason, I can't tell you. β
The archbishop didn't ask any further questions, and silently changed the subject: "The Crimson Church has been destroyed by you, what are you going to do next?" There are millions of people infected with animal plague in the kingdom. β
"Remember what I told you at this year's New Year's feast that I would give you a big surpriseβ" Chino said with a smile, "I've developed a cure for bestial diseases." β
Surprisingly, the archbishop did not show any consternation, as if he had already anticipated the answer: "By studying that monster girl, right?" β
"You seem to be interested in her... and a deep understanding of the existence of the same origin as her. Chino leaned forward slightly, looking directly into the archbishop's eyes, as if trying to penetrate his heart to find the answer, "That creatureβyou know what I'm talking about, that creature that you hid in the Ancient Temple of the Far North and can gain power by devouring others, how did you create it?" β
"How was it made?" The archbishop smiled bitterly, "You have a great misunderstanding of me, I am just a mortal, how can I create such a creature that transcends the known laws?" β
Chino: "What do you mean?" ...β
The archbishop's gaze was distracted, as if caught in a memory, and he slowly recounted his story: "I used to be a wandering healer, who traveled the world to heal and save people, and traveled to many places in the world. β
"More than 30 years ago, I was traveling in the territory of the Far Eastern Dynasty to practice medicine, during which I got lost in the ancient mountains and strayed into an isolated mountain village."
"I think I'm good at Far Eastern, but I can't understand what the villagers are saying, it seems to be some kind of rare way
Speech. Because of the language barrier, it was difficult for me to communicate with them normally, but I was able to stay overnight in the most basic sign language. β
"During my time there, I noticed a very strange thing, that every family of those villagers did not get sick, and that the wounds healed much faster than normal people when they were injured while working."
"Moreover, the mountain village has a strange faith, and the totems they worship are not recorded in any books, like some unknown god. During their rituals, they would share a strange kind of meat that was rotten black and smelled bad. β
"I'm pretty sure that the meat didn't come from wild animals, but the curiosity of the unknown sparked my curiosity, so I secretly followed their village chief under the pretense of leaving the village, and finally found the source of that black meat in a primitive cave..."
Hearing this, Chino was already able to anticipate the result: "It's from the kind of creature we are talking about." β
The archbishop nodded: "At that time, it was still very small, only the size of a dog, but it had already shown extremely terrifying characteristics - if you cut it with a knife, the wound will heal in an instant, and even if you cut off the flesh, it will grow back directly." Perhaps this scene reminded the villagers of the art of immortality in ancient books, and worshipped it as a god. β
"The existence of this creature also aroused my curiosity, and I thought that if I could use its properties to make a medicine, I might be able to create a cure for all diseases, so I took advantage of the darkness of the night to take the creature out of the cave."
"The villagers sent it the next day
Now that the 'gods' have disappeared, they are looking for me like crazy, and they are following my trail, and I can only try to escape... The chase lasted until the next day, and something terrible happened. β
"Several villagers caught up with me, and they looked more terrible than any malignant patient I had ever seen, with a thousand holes in their bodies, bleeding like a sieve, and one by one struggling to reach out to me, and some of them pounced on me, trying to gnaw at the creature I had taken with their mouths."
"I was so frightened that I broke free and continued to run away, crying in despair, still in the same dialect that I didn't understand, repeating it back and forth, as if they were saying the same word."
"After escaping from the mountains, I took the creature across the desert and returned to the homeland of the kingdom of Doguland, and began to study the creature with my medical knowledge."
"The more I researched, the more terrifying the existence form of that creature became, every piece of its flesh and blood was an infinite life force, and it could continue to survive after leaving the body, and even had an independent consciousness and could parasitize in other living beings."
"I've seen experimental rats swallow a small piece of their flesh, and then their appetite becomes so great that they can eat dozens or even hundreds of times their body weight in a day, and have a deformed craving for the original flesh and blood of that creature."
"As soon as they stop feeding, the rats will be covered in blood, festering from the inside out, and will be eaten by the parasitic flesh inside them - which is why the villagers were desperate in the first place, and from the first bite they ate the creature, they became its slaves."
"Then it started to give me a bad feeling
Dreams, I kept dreaming of my time in the mountain village, and it occurred to me that the villagers were shouting the same words when they were frantically performing sacrifices and when I cried out in despair after I fled. β
"I visited many people from the Far East and finally got an answer from a senior linguist. The villagers did not speak a dialect, but an ancient language thousands of years ago, during the existence of the Sun King. β
And the word that kept coming to the mouths of the villagers meant - "The archbishop's eyes flickered with a strange light in the candle flames, and he uttered two words faintly...
"Gluttony."
Honor me as a god