Chapter 1484: The Imprisoned Area

Not curious? Angel was a little surprised by Alex's answer.

"I just feel strange." Alex lowered his head and whispered softly.

"What's strange?"

Alex did not answer, but stared at the words on the paper, his eyes flickering, as if he saw something else through the words.

Seeing Alex silent, Angel did not ask, but changed the subject: "You don't care at all, why they will die after leaving Gust Town? Also, aren't you curious about what's going on outside Gust Town?"

Alex was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I'm not curious about what's going on outside Gust Town. Compared to these, I'm more curious about..."

Alex raised his head and looked at the dark roof of the confessional, and seemed to see a cage of imprisonment. However, his eyes never stayed on the cage, but looked at the deeper void.

"This world."

...

Angel walked out of the Kruja Church. He didn't get much news from Alex. Alex had been living in the church and had never really visited Gust Town, let alone other places. The classics only recorded some things about the holy city, and the rest were vague.

So, Angel temporarily left the church and prepared to go out and see for himself.

The style of Gust Town is actually very similar to that of Gru Town. Although it is not big, it has mountains, fields and a stream flowing through it, which can be completely self-sufficient.

Most of the buildings in the town are made of wood. Perhaps the residents here do not pay attention to maintenance. Many wooden walls have mottled marks, some of which are caused by insects and some by moisture.

A moldy smell echoed in the air.

Angel walked around the town and found the rooms of the sheriff and the mayor. However, what disappointed Angel was that he did not find more location information.

In the mayor's room, there was a very simple topographic map, but the range drawn was only Gust Town and the surrounding areas, and the area outside was blank.

After coming out of the mayor's room, Angel looked at the distant mountains.

It is said that that direction can lead to the Holy City hundreds of miles away.

Since there was no clue in Gust Town, Angel planned to go to the Holy City to see the situation.

Angel flew up and flew towards the distant mountains. He now had no physical body as a burden, so he could float by the power of illusion alone, and the speed was not slow.

After flying for a few minutes, Angel was more than ten miles away from Gust Town, where he saw a surging river. The width of the river was at least dozens of meters, and the rocks in the middle caused the waterway to flow across, and the splashing water even formed a layer of white water mist on the river surface.

This river was the river that Gust Town had to cross to reach the Holy City.

Angel landed and slowly walked to the only stone bridge on this long river.

If he remembered correctly, the head of the knight named Raven was found on this bridge pier.

Angel looked at the piers of the stone bridge. There was a rope hanging on the protruding part of one of the piers. Below the rope was the turbulent river water.

Angel flew to the rope and took a closer look, and found the dark blood on the rope.

Because of the mist below, the rope was even wet.

It seems that this is where the head of Knight Raven was found.

Angel glanced at the rope and the surrounding environment. He didn't find anything wrong, so he continued to fly forward. Although he was a little interested in this series of cases in Gust Town, what he needed to do most now was to determine the current location. As for this case suspected of being caused by the extraordinary, he could study it again after he determined the location if there was still time.

After all, he was just an illusion now. Even if this case really had extraordinary secrets, it would be useless if he didn't determine the location and had no physical body.

Thinking of this, Angel did not stop here, but continued to fly forward.

After crossing the river, Angel flew forward along the right road. But within a minute, Angel suddenly stopped. He looked at the mountains in the distance and felt something was wrong.

In his sight, the trees in front were lush, the flowers and plants were flourishing, and the green mountains were undulating along the green ridges, outlining a graceful curve.

However, Angel found something obviously strange.

In the area where he was, he could hear the whistling wind, the branches and leaves on the big trees were swaying, and even some leaves were blown off.

But not far ahead, there was no movement, no signs of any disturbance.

It was like a static painting.

There was definitely something wrong. Angel became alert in his heart, but he did not retreat, but just moved forward more cautiously.

When Angel flew to a certain extreme position, he stopped.

Carefully extended the power of illusion to contact...

When he got the feedback, Angel's pupils shrank suddenly. The power of illusion itself is not as sensitive as mental power, but Angel still clearly sensed that the power of illusion seemed to hit a barrier. When he tried to break through the barrier, the power of illusion bounced him back.

Angel used more force this time, but the barrier still did not respond, and he still could not leave.

Angel flew quickly along the barrier for more than ten miles, and he finally confirmed that there were barriers here, and the scenery behind might be the scenery behind the barrier, or it might just be a projection!

His face looked a little strange, and he looked up at the sky.

If there is a barrier here, what about the higher sky? With this question, Angel flew up about a thousand meters, but felt the barrier again.

Angel slowly sank down. He was now near the turbulent river, and he could even vaguely see the stone bridge.

Looking at the bridge piers in the distance, Angel suddenly remembered what Alex said before.

——The whole town of Gust is like a birdcage that cannot be escaped. As long as the bird wants to fly away, its wings will be broken by an unknown hand.

Angel whispered: "Is this the reason?"

Perhaps, Gust is really just a cage, and the series of murders are all because the people in this cage discovered the secret of the cage. It turns out that they live in a false world, so they were killed by the mastermind behind the scenes?

But what is the point of doing this?

The cattails are flying to take root. The beasts kill people to fill their stomachs. There must be a meaning to doing anything, even if it is a trick made by some boring evil gods, it also has meaning... For example, the pursuit of fun.

So, what exactly did the mastermind behind the scenes plan to do by spending so much effort to set up this place as a birdcage that cannot be escaped?

Angel turned his head and looked at the town of Gust with shadowy buildings in the distance.

"Is there any meaning there?"

...

The night slowly replaced the curtain of day, and stars were hung in the sky.

In this quiet night, Alex took the divine book and read it word by word. When he finished reading the divine book sincerely and firmly, Father Berlanlang opposite him smiled with satisfaction.

"Your words already carry the power of divinity. I believe that when you become a priest, you will definitely bring the gospel of the Father to all suffering beings."

In the dim oil lamp, Berlanlang's smile was somewhat distorted because of the existence of light and shadow.

Alex pretended not to see it, stood up and bowed respectfully: "Father God."

When Alex raised his head, Father Burrenlang disappeared in front of him, replaced by a dark figure, who laughed strangely and slowly stretched out a hand from the darkness.

The hand broke through the shackles of darkness and turned into a white and tender hand. The most prominent feature of this hand was the gorgeous purple nails.

"Come on, hold my hand tightly and fall into the abyss together..." The charming voice was like a gust of wind blowing through Alex's ears.

Alex had no expression on his face, no reaction, and did not grab this hand.

After a few seconds, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Alex returned from the darkness to the dim little house, but there was still a hand in front of him, but this hand was covered with old wrinkles.

Father Berlanlang reached out and stroked Alex's snow-white half-long hair: "What are you daydreaming about?"

"No, I'm just thinking about the contents of the divine book, which has brought me new inspiration." Alex lied without changing his face.

Father Berlanlang did not notice it at all, and even nodded with satisfaction: "Keep the divine book in mind at all times. This is the basic cultivation of a priest. You are doing very well."

After Berlanlang finished speaking, his eyes fell on Alex's white hair, with envy in his eyes: "The divine book records that the Father God was born with white hair. Your hair is so white, without a trace of impurities. Maybe it is really the Father God's favor. I believe that you will become the most outstanding priest."

Alex nodded: "This is also what I wish."

With a relieved and satisfied smile, Berlanlang left Alex's room.

After Berlanlang left, Alex fell into a period of thinking, his eyes flickering constantly. Until half an hour later, Berlanlang's ears suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look out the window.

At some point, a shadow could be seen standing outside through the white window paper.

"Is it Sister Tessa?"

No one answered.

Alex hesitated for a moment: "Is it Mr. Pat?"

The window opened, revealing Angel's face.

After Angel approached the room, he looked at Alex, who was still calm: "You don't seem to be surprised by my appearance?"

Alex looked at Angel quietly, and asked instead: "Every hour, big and small things happen, so I won't be surprised at any time or anyone visiting."

After a pause, Alex said: "Compared to this, I want to know more about Mr. Pat, why are you not dead?"