Chapter 650 Church of the Dead

"Please choose your destination."

This was the third time that Greya heard this sentence after boarding this strange cat bus. The first two times, Greya had not figured out the situation, so she chose to remain silent.

This time, Greya finally spoke and reported an address: "Witch Town."

"The cat bus is about to depart, sit tight! Destination Witch Town!"

As soon as the voice fell, the cat bus began to run wildly, rushing like lightning, climbing mountains and wading through water. The most amazing thing is that the fluffy pads of the cat bus did not produce any rebound force, and sitting in it did not feel bumpy at all.

The cool breeze at night kept pouring into the car, and the hair and lapels made a fierce sound in the wind. Greya sat on the soft orange plush cushion, leisurely looking at the changing scenery outside the window.

She raised her head and looked at a circular map on the top of the right wall of the cat bus, which marked the names of several platforms. Greya estimated that these addresses should be the destinations that this so-called "cat bus" would arrive at? The "Witch Town" she reported earlier was one of them.

The reason why Greya chose Witch Town was that among all the stations on the map, only Witch Town seemed to be related to "wizards".

Other stations such as "Bathhouse", "Tree Nest", "Mermaid Sea", "Sky Island"... "Monument Valley" and so on, these stations seem quite ordinary just from the name.

So, Greya almost immediately locked on Witch Town.

"Use the cat bus as a bridge to connect various areas? Strange foreshadowing, but also quite interesting." Greya stretched and blew the night breeze, "It just happened to tackle a difficult point in the birth technique, and I can take this opportunity to relax and have fun."

Greya closed her eyes and leisurely felt the speed of the cat bus.

Suddenly, the cat bus braked suddenly and stopped moving. Greya opened her eyes, but saw a strange road sign standing abruptly on the side of this unusually flat road. There was an oil lamp hanging on the road sign, and a civet cat holding an umbrella stood under the lamp.

Graya raised her eyebrows. Angel is quite playful. He even brought a few passengers along the way. Moreover, this passenger looks like a wild beast, but he is wearing a human bathrobe. It is quite interesting.

The fat face of the orange cat slowly turned to the road sign. The two huge cat eyes were like "headlights", emitting bright white light: "Cat Bus is at your service."

The raccoon cat seemed to be unable to see Graya, and said to the cat head: "Is this bus going to the bathhouse?"

The orange cat turned its head and shook its three striped tails: "The destination of this trip is Witch Town."

"Witch Town? Well, I'll wait for the next bus."

The raccoon cat's voice fell, and the orange cat set off again. Graya turned around and saw the strange raccoon cat holding an umbrella alone, standing under the light and silently watching the cat bus leave.

"This time, the illusion not only has the cat bus, but also other intelligent life forms?" Greya speculated with a relaxed and entertaining attitude: "The raccoon cat was going to the bathhouse. If I had chosen to go to the bathhouse, wouldn't the raccoon cat also get on the bus?"

"If the raccoon cat also got on the bus, what would happen next?"

Greya did not forget that the illusion in the feather earrings, even if it was just a scratch on the wall, could make up a big drama in her mind. Maybe the raccoon cat itself also has a story line?

Greya speculated with great interest, and did not feel that she was "being led by someone's nose". It was like playing a third-party character with a story line, using this character to experience another life.

The cat bus ran on the flat path for a while, and then it stopped at a corner. Greya thought she had met another passenger, but there was no human trace outside the window.

This is a big turn of more than 90 degrees, with a hillside on one side and a cliff on the other. Below the cliff, there was a sea with roaring waves.

Greya only saw an iron road sign at the corner.

There was an arrow pointing forward on the road sign, and a line of words was left: "Entrance to Witch Town."

Greya looked forward along the road sign. The direction the road sign pointed to was the cliff. There was nothing but the dark sky and the cliff ocean in the distance that was glowing white under the moon.

When Greya was confused, the cat bus suddenly squatted down, kicked its back foot, and jumped into the high air.

Before Greya could react, they passed through a strange door in the sky and fell into another world.

Thick fog, a lot of thick fog obscured Greya's sight.

But Greya didn't care about the thick fog, but was excited. Although the thick fog was heavy, she felt the same strong breath of nightmare in the thick fog.

The thick fog was obviously flowing, but Greya seemed to see the stagnant time.

Everything will pass away, leaving only this time that has never aged, quietly waiting for you in the depths of loneliness.

This strange feeling lingered in Greya's heart.

Greya was completely immersed in it, which made her tremble with fear, and made her unable to help but desire and pursue.

She didn't even feel that the cat bus was moving slower and slower until it finally stopped in front of a wooden pillar with an oil lamp hanging on it.

"Witch Town has arrived, welcome to take the cat bus."

As the orange cat turned its huge head, Greya slowly came back to her senses.

"Is this the witch town? Why is it foggy?" Greya looked at the thick fog outside the car and asked in confusion.

However, the cat bus did not answer, but signaled Greya to leave with his eyes.

"That's right. If the characters in the illusion are intelligent, then there are many levels involved, which is not something Angel can do at the moment." Greya thought of this, stopped talking to the cat bus, and got off the bus.

Just after she got off the bus, the cat bus immediately shook its three tails and climbed up along the wooden pillar.

There was a thin silk thread on the top of the wooden pillar, and no one knew where it led. However, the cat bus stepped on the silk thread without any hesitation, and its limbs moved quickly, running along the silk thread to the depths of the fog, and soon disappeared.

Greya lifted her hair and looked at the place where the cat bus put her down.

There was nothing around, only a memorial archway inserted at the fork in the road. The memorial archway was tattered, and a row of words written in dirty blood could be vaguely seen between the spider webs and rags: "Witch Town."

Below this "Witch Town", there was another row of tiny words. Graya looked closer and found a row of suggestive words: "Welcome to Witch Town, this will be your...nightmare amusement park."

Amusement park for nightmares? Graya smiled faintly. The strong atmosphere of nightmare alone was a nightmare to her.

"Use fog to embellish the horror atmosphere? This is a, horror town?" Graya laughed without fear. As a wizard, she rarely felt scared. But here, Graya clearly felt that her emotions were controlled by Angel's illusion. Even if she didn't feel it was so scary, the violent heartbeat and the solemn atmosphere made her unconsciously enter a state of concentration.

Then, Graya walked into the fog without hesitation.

...

At the other end, Angel was drawing a design. He planned to refine a temporary residence for Frode.

In fact, at first, Angel wanted to refine a random one. But then he thought that this was also the second alchemical product after he had his own logo, so he should be a little more serious.

Moreover, even if it is refined, Frode will only live there temporarily. In the end, this thing still belongs to Angell, and there is no need to worry about the good things flowing into the fields of outsiders.

However, no matter how carefully it is refined, it is just a temporary residence for the soul. Therefore, Angell put more effort into designing the appearance. In Angell's mind, when his unique alchemy logo is spread, at least his "art and taste" must be above the standard.

Angell has already determined the main magic material, and will use the "skull of the deceased" as the main body of the soul. Therefore, his appearance design must take into account the fragility of the bone material.

Soon, a church made of piled bones appeared on paper.

"Pure bones, even with hollow reliefs, are still a bit monotonous." Angell touched his chin and decided to gild a layer of secret gold on the bones.

When Angell refined the finished product, he found that the pale bones and the dazzling gold were strangely fused.

Although there are still flaws in the appearance, it can basically reach the level of art.

"It looks good, let's call it... the Church of the Dead." Angel named it casually. He originally wanted to name it the Church of Bones, but then he thought it was too direct, and it would be better to be more tactful.

Angel was very satisfied with the appearance, and the effect of the Church of the Dead was also okay.

The Church of the Dead is actually composed of two parts, one is the house and the other is the base. The house is a semi-finished product. Angel originally planned to carve an extended magic pattern in the house, so that the Church of the Dead could carry more souls. But he had not yet learned this magic pattern, so he had to give up for the time being.

On the base of the Church of the Dead, Angel carved his own logo and a dead magic pattern.

The dead magic pattern can release a large amount of cold and dead air, and is often used by wizards to carve on embalming bottles. It can preserve some limbs that have lost their activity but are still effective.

However, because it releases a lot of dead air, it can also be used to nourish dead souls.

The "skulls of the deceased" can be used as the residence of dead souls for a long time. Coupled with the dead magic pattern, the Church of the Dead has become a veritable shelter for the dead.

At least, the Church of the Dead can continue to exist until the magic crystal is consumed. There is no need to worry about withering like the Soul Flower.

The Church of the Dead is finished, and the next step is to check the effect.

Angel took out the Soul Flower from the bracelet and placed Frode and the illusion in the Soul Flower into the Church of the Dead.