Chapter 1484

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

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

"What's strange?"

Alex didn't answer, but looked at the words on the paper. His eyes flashed, as if he saw something else through the words.

Seeing Alex silent, angel didn't ask, but changed the topic: "you don't care at all. Why do they die when they leave Gusteau? Also, don't you wonder what's going on outside Gusteau?"

Alex was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I'm not curious about what's going on outside Gusteau. I'm more curious than these..."

Alex looked up at the dark roof of the confession room and seemed to see a cage. However, his eyes never stayed in the cage, but looked into a more far-reaching void.

"The world."

……

Angel came out of the Church of crua. He didn't get much news from Alex. Alex had always lived in the church and didn't even visit Gusteau, let alone other places. Some things about the holy city are recorded in the classics, and others are vague.

So angel left the church for a while and was ready to go outside.

In fact, the style of gust town is very similar to that of Gru town. Although it is small, there are 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 eaten by insects and brought by moisture.

A musty smell echoed in the air.

Angel walked around the town and found the sheriff's and mayor's room, but angel was disappointed that he didn't find more location information.

In the mayor's room, there is a very simple landscape map, but the scope of the painting is only gust town and nearby areas, and then outside, it is blank.

After coming out of the mayor's room, angel looked at the distant mountain.

It is said that the direction can lead to the holy city hundreds of miles away.

Since there was no clue here in Gusteau, angel planned to go to the holy city to see the situation.

Angel flew up and headed for the distant mountains. Now he has no physical body as a burden, so he can float only by magic power, and the speed is not slow.

After flying for a few minutes, angel had been more than ten miles away from gust Town, where he saw a long turbulent river. The width of the river is at least tens of meters. There are many stones in the middle, resulting in the cross flow of the waterway, splashing water, and even a layer of white water mist on the river surface.

This river is the river that must be crossed from Gusteau to the holy city.

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

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

Angel looked at the piers of the stone bridge, one of which protruded above and hung a rope. Below the rope is the surging river.

Angel flew to the edge of the rope and looked carefully and found the dark blood on the rope.

Because the water mist below is diffuse, the rope is even wet.

It seems that this is where the Raven Knight's head 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 is a little interested in this series of cases in Gusteau, what he needs to do now is to determine the current position. As for this suspected extraordinary case, he can study it again when he determines the location and if there is still time.

After all, he is just an illusion now. Even if the case is really extraordinary, secret, uncertain location and no physical body, it is useless.

With this in mind, angel didn't stop here, but continued to fly forward.

After crossing the river, angel flew straight along the main road. But after a minute, angel suddenly stopped. He looked at the mountains in the distance and always felt something wrong.

In his sight, the trees ahead are luxuriant, the flowers and plants are flourishing, and the green mountains rise and fall along the emerald ridge, outlining a graceful curve.

However, angel found an obvious oddity.

In the boundary where he was, the wind could be heard. The branches and leaves on the big tree were swaying, and even some leaves were blown off.

But not far ahead, there was no movement, no sign of wind and grass.

Like a static painting.

There's definitely a problem. Angel raised his vigilance in his heart, but he didn't shrink back, just more carefully and slowly explored forward.

When Angel flew to a limit position, he stopped.

Carefully explore the magic power to contact

When he got feedback, angel's pupils shrank sharply. Magic power itself is not as sensitive as mental power, but Angel clearly felt that magic power seemed to encounter a barrier. When he wanted to break through the barrier, the power of magic bounced him back.

Angel used more force this time, but the barrier still didn't respond, and he still couldn't leave.

Angel flew quickly along the barrier for more than ten miles. He finally confirmed that all here are barriers, and the scenery behind the barrier may be the scenery behind the barrier, or it may be just a projection at all!

He looked a little strange and looked up at the sky.

If there are barriers here, what about the higher sky? With this question, angel flew up about kilometers, but felt the barrier again.

Angel sank slowly. The place where he is now is just near the turbulent long river. He can even see the stone bridge faintly.

Looking at the pier in the distance, angel suddenly remembered what Alex had said before.

——The whole town of Gusteau is like a bird cage that can't escape. As long as the bird wants to fly away, it will be broken by the unknown hand.

Angel whispered, "is that why?"

Maybe Gusteau is really just a cage, and that series of murders are all because the people in the cage found the secret of the cage. It turns out that they live in a false world, so they are killed by the behind the scenes?

But what is the point of doing so?

Dandelion flying, is to take root. Beasts kill for food. Doing anything must have a meaning, even if it is a trick made by some boring evil gods... For example, pursuing fun.

So, what exactly is the man behind the scenes going to do after spending so much time setting this place into a bird cage that can't escape?

Angel looked back and looked into the distant town of Gusteau, which was full of buildings.

"Is there any meaning there?"

……

Night slowly replaced the curtain of day and hung a few stars in the sky.

In this quiet night, Alex took the Scripture and read it word by word. When he finished reading the scripture sincerely and firmly, father brunlang opposite aroused a satisfied smile.

"Your words have the power of divinity. I believe that when you become a priest, you can bring the gospel of the father to all suffering creatures."

In the dim yellow oil lamp, Blanc's smile was deformed because of the existence of light and shadow.

Alex stood up and bowed respectfully as if he hadn't seen it: "father is on the."

When Alex raised his head, the priest brenlang in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a dark figure. She gave a strange laugh and slowly stretched out a hand from the darkness.

The hand broke through the shackles of darkness and became a white and soft hand. The most prominent thing in this hand is the purple and gorgeous nails.

"Come on, hold on to my hand and fall into the abyss together..." the charming voice brushed Alex's ear like a gust of wind.

Alex was expressionless, unresponsive, and didn't grab the hand.

After a few seconds, the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Alex returned to the Yellow cabin from the dark, but there was still a hand in front of him, but it was covered with old wrinkles.

Father brunlang reached out and stroked Alex's snow-white half hair: "what are you staring at?"

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

Father brunlang didn't notice it at all, and even nodded with satisfaction: "keep the Scriptures in mind all the time. This is a priest's basic cultivation. You did a good job."

After finishing, Blanc looked at Alex's white hair with envy: "according to the Scriptures, the father was born with white hair, and your hair is so white without any impurities. Maybe it is the blessing of the father. I believe you will become the best priest."

Alex nodded. "That's what I want."

Blanc left Alex's room with a smile of relief and satisfaction.

After Bertrand left, Alex fell into a moment of thinking and his eyes kept flashing. Until half an hour later, Blanc's ears suddenly moved and turned to look out of the window.

I don't know when I can see a dark shadow standing outside through the white window paper.

"Sister Tessa?"

No one answered.

Alex hesitated for a moment. "Is it Mr. pat?"

The window opened, revealing angel's face.

When 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 didn't answer the question: "every hour, big and small things happen, so I won't be surprised by anyone visiting at any time."

After a pause, Alex said, "I want to know more than this, Mr. pat. Why aren't you dead?"