Evening Bell Church.

Chapter 258 The Whisper from the Evening Bell (Must Read!)
ps: Starting from this chapter, each chapter will be 3000 words in the future, with two updates every day, don't say I'm lazy!

"Thank you! Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness and tolerance!" The werewolves knelt on the ground, their deep voices full of gratitude.

Wanas nodded calmly, and asked back: "Now, does anyone still question what I just said?"

"Don't dare! The criminals don't dare!" Immediately, all the nobles shook their heads in horror and hurriedly explained.

Genn was completely dumbfounded seeing this, his eyes kept sweeping over these werewolves whose consciousness had returned to normal, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He knew all too well the rage and desperation of being a werewolf, and the twisted sense of being completely overwhelmed by reason.

That kind of state is something that no priest, no priest can pray for.

But now, in the face of these werewolves, His Majesty the Pope that this sister was talking about completely reversed this desperate situation with just one sentence.

"Sister... Who the hell is he?" Gene turned his head and asked dully.

Wanas's eyes sparkled: "It is our hope, our reliance, and the great man who protects us!"

In front, Su Ge stood alone on the wide street, guarding Wanas and a group of werewolves behind him with the aura of one man guarding the gate.

Oliver came back to his senses at this time, his face was very ugly.

Just now the Lord of the Moon gave him half an hour to bring Wanas to the palace.

Now 5 minutes have passed, but I am firmly stuck by this bug that usually doesn't take a second look.

"I don't have much time, and I can't continue to waste it like this. If this attack is ineffective, I can only use that shameful move." Oliver slowly clenched his fists.

Su Ge also wanted to decide the outcome with him as soon as possible. After all, the potion was only available for half an hour, and it couldn't be taken continuously.

So there was a sneer on his face, and he said provocatively: "I heard from Master Geros that you didn't lose a few times against him. I thought you were a ruthless character. Let's see today! It’s nothing more than that, I guess Master Geros didn’t want to kill you and let you escape on purpose!?”

Oliver heard that his face was extremely gloomy.

Over the years, his greatest honor in the mystical world was to fight a famous master demon hunter like Geros several times without losing the wind. This can even be said to be the emblematic event of his mysterious experience.

But now, to be ridiculed so presumptuously by a rookie who is only a professional level, this made him suddenly angry and his head became hot.

"You bastard, you son of a bitch, I want you to know what happens when you piss me off!" Oliver's forehead was bruised, and he clasped his hands together to hold the Book of the Dead in the middle.

Accompanied by a burst of terrifying spiritual energy, Su Ge suddenly felt that the air was twisted.

He felt a trance.When he came back to his senses, he found himself in a deserted cemetery.

This is a desolate, dark, borderless cemetery.

On the pitch-black land, tombstones full of dust and cobwebs leaned here and there, giving people an extremely heavy and oppressive feeling.

The sky was gloomy, and the thick lead cloud was as thick as bricks on a city wall, just looking at it gave people a feeling of oppressiveness.

"Could this be... an inherent enchantment?" Suddenly coming here, this word suddenly popped up in Su Ge's mind.

Then he curled his lips and said: "How could it be an inherent enchantment, it should be a trick related to illusion."

Looking down, Su Ge unexpectedly found that his hands were empty, and even his body was naked.

All gear and clothes are gone.

woohoo...

A gust of cold wind blew by, but Su Ge did not shiver as usual, but stretched his body comfortably: "What? Do you want to freeze me to death? This is a bit difficult."

As soon as the words fell, Su Ge found some ghosts suddenly appeared beside the tombstone.

These ghosts looked ferocious, with white eyes, gloomy faces, sharp mouths and fangs. They looked very terrifying.

The number of ghosts is very large, it seems that there are at least a few thousand.

"Kill all the living!" After these ghosts appeared, their eyes instantly locked on the naked Su Ge, and rushed up like crazy.

Su Ge grabbed it with both hands and found that he had nothing in his hand.

"These ghosts are probably substantive spiritual attacks. If they are placed here, my real world spirit will be completely hiccupped."

Boom!
A loud bell sounded, and countless psionic sharp blades smashed all the dozens of ghosts that approached in an instant, but the ones behind continued to swarm.

"It's not good!" Su Ge continued to release the evening bell blade to kill the approaching ghosts, thinking in his heart
But all the ghosts that were killed quickly crawled out of the tombstone again, and continued to attack, forming an endless loop.

However, within 10 minutes, sweat appeared on Su Ge's forehead, and his spiritual energy was consumed enormously.

He killed almost a thousand ghosts in 10 minutes.

However, the number of ghosts in this cemetery has not decreased in the slightest.

Swish!
Inadvertently, a ghost came up from under his feet and grabbed Su Ge's ankle with his claws.

At this moment, Su Ge felt a biting cold feeling coming from his ankle, followed by a sharp and indescribable tingling pain.

It was as if his thigh had just regained consciousness after being frozen and numb, but countless needles were pierced into the skin at the same time.

In severe pain, Su Ge lost the ability to move his left foot.

"Grandma, this is really exciting." Su Ge's face was a little pale, watching the still lingering ghosts fall into trouble.

"I can't bring in material equipment, which means that this is a spiritual world, not a dream world. If the divine body doesn't work, how can I break the situation?"

Although the situation was very critical, Su Ge was still calm at the moment.

"Spiritual world...what am I in the spiritual world..."

Su Ge thought... Boom!The heavy bell sounded again, clearing away the approaching ghosts, and Suge's brain felt like an electric shock when he heard the bell, thinking of a certain possibility.

He closed his eyes, drawing on all his knowledge of the executioner of the evening bell.

"Use the spirit as the medium to transmit the shock wave of the bell. Since this is the spiritual world, my evening bell can be revealed!" Su Ge stared at him suddenly, and gave a low shout.

In the next second, a cold and solemn atmosphere enveloped Su Ge.

This breath is heavy and cold, solemn and solemn, as if standing in a solemn and empty temple.

At this moment, around Su Ge, a three-meter-high pitch-black bell suddenly appeared, completely covering Su Ge's body in the middle.

The whole body of the clock was pitch black, as if it was made of black iron, with light lines on it.

The lines are a bit messy, but it can be seen that there are piles of skeletons on it, countless rising ghosts, the ever-diffusing fog, and the invisible figure in the fog.

bump!bump!bump!
After a large number of ghosts collided with the bell, their bodies were instantly shattered by the sound.

At the same time, inside the bell, Su Ge's entire spirit was overwhelmed by the frighteningly dense bell.

Fortunately, the bell was not a regular bell. Su Ge was not dazed by the violent sound at the moment, but sat down calmly.

Because at this moment, he heard some voices that he had never heard before, and felt profound knowledge that he had never felt before.

"It's interesting, it's interesting." Su Ge thought very excitedly.

At this time, he heard a lot of voices in his ears. Among the bells, he heard a lot of wailing and whispering.

Howling is a ghost from the outside world.

"Help me! Help me..."

"Let me be free..."

"These ghosts should have been fixed here by Oliver's ability, crushing their sanity through endless torture, making them filled with hatred and animalism, and turning them into the horror they are today."

They cannot speak normally, or even think.But hitting the evening bell, the residual desire in their instincts was sensed by the bell, and then passed to Su Ge's ears.

After all, the essence of this night clock is to gather spirit and possess powerful soul knowledge.

Accompanied by the wailing sound, there were bursts of low-pitched whispers.

The murmur is not from the soul, but from the patterns on the evening bell.

Su Ge didn't know the patterns on his evening clock, and he didn't even know when these patterns were formed.

However, he can see that these patterns are the condensate of his knowledge about the evening bell, and it can also be said to be the spiritual embodiment of the knowledge Suge obtained from "The Evening Bell in the Valley", which is the power of Suge's evening bell. source.

It seems to be stimulated by these wronged souls, or the desire for these souls, the knowledge on the evening bell is actually inspired, and conveys the secret knowledge that Su Ge cannot touch and understand from the book.

Whispering very quickly, it sounds like reciting Buddhist scriptures, people can't understand the number.

But Su Ge heard it very clearly.

"I am the Executioner of the Evening Bell, the one who upholds the mandate of heaven. I give redemption to the soul, appease the ghosts, relieve the dead, and die to the defiled. I am the walker who purifies the world, the guide of the dead, and the evil spirit. The pacifier of evil spirits, the liberator of ghosts, the pacifier of souls, the soul-suppressor of ghosts, the guide to the underworld, and the executor who holds the evening bell."

"Death is my robe, the evening bell is my body, sound waves are my blade, and the soul is my people. I listen to the voice of the dead, interpret the appeal of the soul, wander in the ocean of death, and ride the evening bell's boat, Walk in the abyss, to and from Hades."

"I am death, I am god, I am law, I am executioner..."

Hearing these words, Su Ge combined his knowledge of the evening bell, and instantly analyzed a large number of secrets about the executioner of the evening bell.

In an instant, these words seemed to be engraved on Su Ge's spirit, completely integrated with his spirit.

"Death and the soul are inherently connected to each other."

Death is the beginning of the soul,

The soul is the sublimation of life.

At this time, Su Ge suddenly woke up.

"I am the executioner of the evening bell, a person who upholds the destiny, to give salvation to souls, to appease ghosts, and to relieve the dead..."

Gradually, Su Ge began to read along with the voice like a demon, as if the "I" had changed from someone else to himself.

(End of this chapter)