Chapter 2475 Source of Nightmare

Professor Moriarty made a spell-casting gesture, and a beam of light rose from his feet.

Boom!

The bedroom door was forced open, and Mrs. Josephine broke in, but only had time to see Professor Moriarty's vague figure disappearing into the teleportation array.

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"Dawn City" Dunning Castle is located about 200 miles south of Midgard City, in the shallow area of ​​the ancient abyss "Jinlungar", about 600 yards from the ground.

This city founded by the half-drow tribe is an important port for the trade between the surface nation and the underground nation. Due to the low terrain, there is only a dim light like dawn at noon.

In the streets and alleys of Fort Donning, taverns dedicated to inhaling "Phantom Dew" can be seen everywhere. Even the air seems to be mixed with hallucinogenic ingredients, making people immersed in an intoxicating atmosphere that is hard to extricate themselves from.

In addition to "Phantom Dew", one of the more popular commodities in Donning Castle is slaves.

The "Species Museum" located in the center of the city is a three-story circular building with a grandeur comparable to the ancient Colosseum. It is known as the largest and most complete slave trading market in the Midgard colony.

However, few people know that there is also a hidden place inside the "Species Museum" where Ekadna believers hold secret gatherings - the Chapel of Our Lady.

On May 6th, it was nearly midnight, and the streets of Fort Donning were busier than during the day. Most of the pedestrians coming and going were gray-skinned half-drows. nonsense.

Under the moonlight, a four-wheeled carriage was running along the street. The middle-aged coachman was plainly dressed, his complexion indicated his Asa origin, and under the lowered brim of his hat, he occasionally flashed sharp eyes, paying attention to the wind and grass around him.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the "Species Museum", and the driver turned and tapped on the carriage.

"Miss, Dr. Vader, Countess, we are here, should we get off now?"

"Wait a minute, Master Heimdall, I still have something to say to Rebecca."

In the carriage, Mrs. Josephine looked at the girl sitting opposite Joanne, and tried to persuade her to stay outside for the last time.

"Rebecca, the place Joan, I, and Master Heimdall are going to is very dangerous. You stay in the car obediently and wait for us to come back."

"Madam, like Joan, I was born with a holy seal. This trip is related to my own destiny. How can I stay out of it?" Rebecca argued.

"Child, in fact, neither you nor Joan's seal has evolved to an advanced stage. It can be removed with the help of 'miracle', 'wish' or 'spiritual surgery'. I don't have the ability to perform these methods, but As long as you are willing, I can ask someone to help you cast a spell to eliminate hidden dangers." The Countess said seriously.

"My lord said before his death that it is not absolutely safe to cast a spell to remove the holy seal. The 'Mother of the Monster' will immediately notice that one of her bloodlines left in the mortal world has been cut off, and then use her divine power to track down the person concerned. Will she get angry and take action to punish her... that's anyone's guess." Master Heimdall's face was serious, "The lord also said that in most cases, Ekadna doesn't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters, but she can't be bothered. Let her be in a bad mood and make an exception to retaliate, in order to avoid attracting the attention of this evil god, for most seal carriers, the safest approach is to maintain the status quo, avoid the evolution of the seal, and do not try to remove the seal."

After hearing Master Heimdall's words, Mrs. Josephine had even more reason to stop Rebecca from going with her.

"Since the removal of the holy seal may alarm Ekadna and cause the evil god to retaliate, isn't it also possible for us to prevent the 'Brotherhood of Our Lady' from holding the sacrament? For safety's sake, Rebecca still Don't go..."

"Ma'am, I've heard your words so hard!" The girl pouted and blamed, her face full of grievances, "Professor Moriarty clearly invited me to come with Joan, why did he have to throw me out?"

"Don't mention Trophim, I'll be so angry if you mention him!" The Countess showed an annoyed expression, "Silly girl, haven't you seen it yet? That bastard has no good intentions! Don't believe his nonsense!"

"Ma'am, I don't think so." Rebecca shook her head lightly, with a very solemn expression, "Mr. Professor claims to exchange my father's soul for the holy seal, but I don't think he is a bad person. Firstly, it is my father who told him when he was alive." It was agreed, and secondly... I have an intuition that things are not that simple, and Mr. Professor must have hidden secrets in doing so."

"Intuition?" Mrs. Josephine didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When I was young, I also intuitively believed that Trophim was trustworthy, but unfortunately the cruel reality taught me a lesson, child, I don't want you to make the same mistake, That price is too painful, and it will be too late for you to regret it at that time!"

"Ma'am, people are different. I am far inferior to you in other aspects, but I am a little confident in my intuition!" Rebecca held the countess's hand, her pouted expression was clearly coquettish, "Just trust me once! I'm a level 13 Demos priest anyway, and I also have my lord's artifact body protection. Even if there is a conflict with the cultists, I have the ability to protect myself. What else do you have to worry about?"

"I'm worried about Trophim... If he is really determined to join Dinin and Betty's party, he will probably turn against us!" the countess said sadly.

"With you, Master Heimdall, and Joan, even if the professor becomes an enemy, it will not be a problem for us to escape here safely, Joan, don't you think?"

Rebecca tugged at the sleeve of the dazed young mage beside her.

Qiao An nodded absent-mindedly, put his right hand into his pocket, and tightly grasped the jewelry box that his mentor had entrusted to him for safekeeping. The inexplicable sense of foreboding became stronger and stronger.

"Look, madam, Joan promised to take me with her!"

For the first time in two days, Rebecca smiled.

"I really have nothing to do with you!" The countess sighed helplessly, and stretched out her hand to open the car door, "Mr. Heimdall, let's go."

The "Museum of Species" was open all night, and there were people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor. The four of Joan and his party all cast spells to hide their true colors, mixed into the crowd, and looked for a way to sneak into the underground church.

Joan stopped in front of a majestic and gorgeous mural. The mural depicted a beautiful and dignified woman, dressed in a snow-white robe, with a serene expression, a serene smile, and a slightly bulging belly. She was obviously a pregnant woman. young mother.

Surrounding the woman are ten winged cherubs, all chubby, lively and cute, and the distant view is a group of people with blurred faces watching the manifestation of the gods.

This seems to be just a very ordinary religious theme mural, but Qiao An felt the hidden evil spirit. While looking up, cold sweat could not help oozing from his forehead, and an inexplicable sense of fear rushed from the soles of his feet to the tip of his hair.

After touching the jewelry box that his mentor gave him to keep, Joan immediately felt that this mural was the gateway to the Chapel of Our Lady.

"This mural exudes a magical aura, and it is likely to be a secret passage. Unfortunately, we don't know the spell to enter the mural, and we don't know whether there are hidden traps behind it."

Mrs. Josephine took Rebecca's hand and came to the mural, muttering to herself.

"I know the spell." Joan held the hands of Rebecca and Heimdall respectively. "The instructor invited us to watch the ceremony, and of course he will tell me how to enter the chapel."

After reciting a mantra silently, Joan, Rebecca, Mrs. Josephine and Master Heimdall disappeared out of thin air at the same time, and in the mural, there were four blurred figures among the crowd as the background, indicating that they had already integrated into the painting. Mysterious world.

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