"This is the Golem God's followers carrying statues of their followers on the scorched earth after the war." "God of the Golem?" "Yes, it was officially identified as an evil god. Many years ago, this city was only called the Demon God. Is that crazy? Leng Qing was startled. But there is still civilization here, and even from the ancient city of Shantamu... That means the Eclipse Church has failed. Also, the solar eclipse... "May I know what the 'mechanical yang power' is, ma'am?" Leng Qing took the opportunity to ask the questions in her mind. "Yes, this is common sense."
The lady was still looking at the painting, but she moved her lips to explain it to her. "Generally speaking, we believe that the dream world is the realm formed when human spirit and consciousness ascend to the sky." "It surrounds the planet, like an atmosphere. When it gets too dense, it blocks out the sun." "Block the sun?" "Well... I told you before that the seventh day is the most dangerous. The reason is that from Monday to Saturday, there is a moon at night anyway. Although the moonlight is meager, it is still a fragile protection." "But starting at dawn on the seventh day, even the normal moon will disappear from the sky." "Until the dawn of next Monday, the sky will remain in 'eternal night', the moon will be stained with blood, and the distance between reality and the dream world will be extremely close. This will inspire more emotions that may lead to corruption - that is, fear." Leng Qing got goosebumps. It is known that nightmares come from corruption, and corruption comes from nightmares. So in theory, as long as people are brave enough to fear nothing, eat well, sleep well, and have no nightmares, nightmares will not appear. But that's impossible... Whether you dream or not, whether it's a nightmare or not is something that people can't control. The more frightened you are, the more nightmares you will have. This kind of mental contagion is even more terrible than those diseases. So it is amazing that the human civilization in this place has not been wiped out by the nightmare yet. "Is it because of the power of the mechanical yang?" She asked, tilting her head. "Yes." The lady nodded. "An artificial sun, with huge cylinders, gears and machinery inside... I don't understand how they can raise this thing to the sky, or even replace the sun to a certain extent. But I have to admit that the Mechanical Sun Cult has made great contributions to our ability to survive the 'Eternal Night' time and time again." The Xieyang Cult. It sounds like an organization that is completely opposed to the Eclipse Church... "So the Eclipse Church was so stupid back then that it was really a shame for Mu Zhen!"
Leng Qing asked. "That Golem God, that is..." She recalled the name. "That's... Piris Hart Flamendi..." Before she could finish the rest of her words, a pair of soft but strong hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders. "boom!" "what……!" With a scream from Leng Qing, she was pressed hard against the wall by Mrs. Glee - her head was resting on the picture frame, which caused her so much pain that she almost bit her tongue. "Where did you hear this name?" Mrs. Glee's face suddenly came closer, her originally rigid expression was distorted beyond recognition, fear emanating from every wrinkle and groove. "What?" Leng Qing was completely frightened. She was just repeating the name that the lady had said before, how could this happen? Isn’t that what…Madam said? Chapter 9: Red Rose and the Lion Knights A cold and strange feeling quietly surrounded Leng Qing from the void. It is daytime now and the corridor is brightly lit, but Leng Qing still feels goose bumps all over her body. She suspected that the phenomenon that caused her insomnia had "appeared" again. Those whispers, those vague sounds that were hard to hear even if you tried hard to capture them, could it be that they were the ones who just read out the name of the statue? "I...I heard someone say that last night when I was standing in the crowd..." Instinctively, she lied. She suspected that if she didn't tell the truth, or told it directly, Mrs. Glee in her current state would just break her neck. …She never knew the lady was so strong! The seemingly frail body concealed a power like that of a wild beast. She was totally powerless to resist and couldn't even create space to escape! "Cough cough cough..." Mrs. Gree then let her go, letting her body fall limply to the floor, with one hand covering her collarbone as she coughed desperately. The panting above quickly died down. Leng Qing turned her eyes carefully and saw that the lady had returned to her previous calmness.
No - it was still different. Her expression was slightly guilty, and she held out a hand to her: "I'm sorry." "But, really, this name, it's not something you should know." Her tone was much more stuttering than usual, "Because some corruption... that power can be spread on a large scale through chanting the name... You'd better forget that name, and you must, definitely, never chant it in front of other people again!" "...Okay, Madam." Leng Qing looked at her for a long while, then grabbed her hand and stood firm again. "I will try my best to forget it." But in fact, at this moment she was thinking about her other "lifesaver". The mechanical golem that was placed in her former bedroom. …… The core of the mortar is the swollen and swollen site of the Zheng, ... Sitting there was a black-haired woman, she was about 20 years old, with a cold face, and only a hint of charm in her slightly raised eyes. She was wearing a pure black dress that was obviously specially made for women, and her legs were wrapped in a pair of brown and black tights and black boots. "So, it was only after the third incident that you thought of reporting to the capital?" The woman asked while resting her chin on her elbow and looking through the report sheet on the table. The tone was casual, but it put Rand under great pressure. "Because the scene is too ordinary..." He wiped his forehead with his hand and said tremblingly, "Including this case, all the murder scenes are more like man-made... We also asked the lady to help check, and she also couldn't see any traces of evil." "But the records here show that since the first case, you yourself have suspected that it might be the Eclipse Church that did it." The woman interrupted him, picked up a report and shook it in the air. "Look, 'Because the injuries on the deceased's body require a 2-meter-long thick-backed machete to chop hard, and the biggest suspects, the deceased's wife, children, and all those who had close contact with the deceased during this period, do not have such ability. It is suspected that there may be human factors involved. For the time being, the file will be closed and the authority will be raised to the fifth level. If no further clues can be found within a month, consider sending the information to Wayne Port for help...'" "Look, look, isn't your suspicion very interesting?" The woman stared at the man with sarcasm, "I'm really curious, an impossible thing actually happened in front of you, and you almost believed in your heart that it was the influence of evil spirits, but you actually decided to suppress the information and not report it just because it doesn't seem like it?" "What do you think? Rand-Ann or should I call you Ann Rand? Maybe you hope that the next victim will be your wife or daughter. You hope that the next time you go to that lady, you won't ask her for advice, but simply discuss a business deal with her..." "...Absolutely not!" Sheriff Rand was sweating profusely. He looked up at her in fear and shook his head like a child who had made a mistake. "I... I just... because I don't want to be with you, I just want to be with you. I don't want to be with you, I just want to be with you." "Okay." The woman interrupted him again, stood up, pulled out a pocket watch from the inside pocket of her dress and looked at it. "It's almost noon. I have to go visit my old friend. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." She was about to leave, but Sheriff Rand watched her all the way to the police station gate, and finally called to her in a very cautious tone: "Um... Officer Xia?" "Ok?" A pure black, Beetle-like four-wheeled sedan was parked in front of the woman. She was standing on only one foot, while the other had already stepped into the back seat. "This matter... I mean, since you are in the school, why don't you send the emperor to do it?" "Don't count on me." The woman frowned. "Can't you see I'm not even wearing a uniform? I'm just here to visit an old friend as usual. You guys should solve the case yourselves." The car door slammed shut, and the black Beetle drove away as Sheriff Rand and a group of police officers watched.
"Boss." Officer Mike glanced at the sheriff next to him. "Who is she?" How dare you be so arrogant in their territory. "You've been in the police force for quite a while, Mike." Sheriff Rand suddenly asked him a question. "Um...it's been almost two years?" "Then you should have heard that there is a group of secret police in Wayne Port. They are a little different from normal police. They wear pure black uniforms, are always fully armed, and have red rose and lion badges on their chests. Some idle guys even gave them nicknames..." "'The Knights of the Red Rose and the Lion'!?" One of the police officers nearby completed the sentence with a scream. "Which department is she from?" Mike was also shocked. That department...that department is almost a legend to people in their industry. "I'm not sure, but nine times out of ten it's possible." Sheriff Rand put his hands behind his head and walked inside whistling. "Boss, hey boss!" Mike and others followed behind: "What about the case? She seemed to have said that she didn't want to take care of it..." "She doesn't want to care even if she doesn't want to." Sheriff Rand sneered. What I mean is...If possible, I would like to not go to work every day. "Anyway, a person like her would never come here just to visit someone! "With these guys here, we just need to tighten our nerves and prepare to finish." …… "This is the fifth secret order." The man in the driver's seat of a black Beetle handed over a letter. The woman in the back seat reached out to take it, covering her mouth and nose with her left hand as usual, and took the letter with her gloved right hand, holding it by one corner and shaking it open. This is to prevent deadly dust from flying out from inside. After confirming it, she looked down at the letter: [Lilith adopted an orphan with amnesia, and Ethan took over all her supervision.]
"Who are you looking down on..." She looked extremely unhappy. But no matter what, orders are orders. "Turn around." The woman leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes and muttered softly. "Go to the church of the Goddess of the Sun."