The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 465: Map from the Holy Spirit Church
"Mr. Gu You, His Highness is waiting for you in the study."

After getting off the carriage, crossing the courtyard and entering the main hall, Lin Qisa stopped and bowed slightly to Gu You's back.

He was very self-aware and knew that his current status was not enough to support him in participating in the top-secret talks between His Highness and "Master Guyou".

Rather than walking to the door of the study and being turned away, it would be better to be sensible and avoid causing unnecessary trouble to His Highness.

"Ah."

Gu You nodded, waved his hand, and walked straight into the dim corridor ahead.

To be honest, to describe the palace as dim is quite subtle in a sense.

The brightness of the soul guide lamp was reduced by one third, and only one third of the secret sentries were left in perception. Such a palace really gave people a feeling of loneliness.

Hidden eyes lingered on him for a short while, but no one dared to question him. Walking through the corridor full of portraits, Gu You, under the gaze of emperors of all dynasties, gently knocked on the door of the room on the right at the end.

Dong dong dong

The next second, the door opened, and the one who greeted him was none other than the familiar Snake Spear Douluo She Long.

"come in."

She Long took a step back and signaled Gu You to come in quickly.

"You're back in Wuhun City again?"

Gu You walked into the room and locked the door with a habitual "click".

"?" She Long blinked: "How do you know?"

"Come on, I'm not blind. You look as gloomy as a company slave who worked overtime for a week without getting overtime pay."

Gu You couldn't help but laugh and said, "Dude, you should go to Ge Long's house more often and urge him to quickly build the railway between Tiandou City and Wuhun City. When the railway is built, you can buy a berth when you need to go back to Wuhun City. I guarantee you will sleep soundly and comfortably."

"Okay, okay, okay. I'll bring a box of cakes and knock on your door at dawn."

She Long waved his hand perfunctorily, then turned his head to touch his withered old face, and couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt: "Is it so obvious?"

".Elder Shelong, could you please pay more attention to your surroundings while chatting?"

Seeing her subordinates being played around, Qian Renxue couldn't stand it anymore: "You don't want outsiders either."

"Yes! Young Master!"

She Long shuddered violently and refocused his attention on the area outside the study.

'Poor working man.'

Gu You patted She Long on the shoulder and walked past him to Qian Renxue behind the table.

"Sister, it's late at night, can't we leave it until tomorrow morning?"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

Qian Renxue tapped the tabletop with her slender index finger and smiled mysteriously: "The guy from Wuhun City is really anxious."

"The one from Wuhun City?"

Gu You scratched his head in confusion.

In the current context, the "one from the Spirit Hall" that Qian Renxue mentioned can only refer to Bibi Dong.

But he had never met Bibi Dong at all, and their daily dealings were limited to monetary matters (referring to Bibi Dong paying him royalties for his articles). He really didn't understand why this candidate for the Rakshasa God was so anxious.

So he followed Qian Renxue's hand and turned his gaze to the table.

"Is this a map?"

"Yes, the map. Based on the information provided by the 'Dead Coffin', our people broke into the secret base of the Holy Spirit Church and eventually found this map on a rock hidden in the deepest part."

Qian Renxue suddenly felt a little guilty as she spoke: "I'm sorry, although we have tried our best to speed up, the Holy Spirit Church is still ahead of us."

Before she could finish her words, she heard Gu You's answer: "Yes, I understand."

The voice was unexpectedly calm, as if he had anticipated this outcome from the beginning.

This is indeed the case. Since the Holy Spirit Church could exist during the peak of the Wuhun Hall's Dou Yi period, it must have its strengths.

It was indeed a pity that he was not killed on the spot, but compared to the Holy Spirit Church, which was not yet a big deal, Gu You was now more curious about what this map that came from the Holy Spirit Church was all about.

As a native of Douluo, Qian Renxue said that she could not understand Gu You's thinking.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Angry? There's nothing to be angry about." Gu You shook his head: "Success is certainly gratifying, but failure is not shameful. Instead of wasting time getting angry, it's better to review it a few more times and find out which details can be done better."

As he spoke, he leaned over the table, his eyes wide open to decipher the blurry words marked next to the map: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and tell me all the information about it."

Seeing that Gu You didn't care about the failure, Qian Renxue felt both relieved and angry, and had no idea how to react.

In fact, it is understandable. As someone who can think about the ending after suffering a setback, it would be a miracle if she could let it go.

Gu You actually had some guesses about this issue.

But he wasn't worried at all.

The reason is simple, humans are visual animals. No matter how you look at it, the probability of thinking about the handsome man who defeated you is much higher than the probability of thinking about the devil muscle man.

Right.

Tsk (smacking lips).

A strange expression flashed across her face, and Qian Renxue tilted her head, continuing to speak with this tangle: "It was originally a huge mural carved on the rock. The Fallen found that they could not take it away before evacuating, so they chose to destroy it on the spot. But an investigator found a sense of incongruity on the rock, and used his martial spirit to restore it, only to find that there was a map on the rock."

"I see. It's a fake that has been restored. No wonder it looks like a new painting."

Without caring about envying the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline that comes with cosmetic surgery, Gu You lowered his head and used his fingertips to ponder the words on the map: "Is there a clearer version of the map? Or can anyone tell what is written on it?"

Qian Renxue shook her head: "Restoring the map to its current state is already the limit. As for the words on the map, we have also specially arranged people to study them."

"Ok."

After that, Gu You tried a few more times, but still couldn't make out the handwriting. Finally, he said helplessly, "It's a pity that we don't have professional archaeologists. Your Majesty, please tell the person in the Spirit Hall that I can't understand what's written on it either."

She Long raised his lips and said, "I'm sorry, the Pope is not interested in the words above. She just wants to find the next nest of the Holy Spirit Church." Gu You frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

It was a rare time for Gu You to make a mistake. She Long said complacently, "Look, the Holy Spirit Church gave up the fight and chose to evacuate early. According to the total number of fallen people they absorbed, they will definitely need a new base that is large enough."

"There are seven specially marked places on the map. His Holiness suspects that these places are the second bases prepared by the Holy Spirit Church in order to avoid being wiped out by us. Considering that the Holy Spirit Church lacks top-level experts, it is impossible to disperse its manpower in a short period of time to avoid being defeated one by one, so they must be concentrated in one place."

"The problem now is that if we act rashly and choose the wrong location, the Holy Spirit Church will realize that we have intelligence about them and will jump out of the map to find a new place to hide. So His Holiness hopes that you can use this map to analyze where the Holy Spirit Church is most likely to hide so that we can completely eliminate them."

"."

For some reason, Gu You suddenly looked embarrassed.

She Long thought he would say something stupid like "Why don't you split up?", but he heard Gu You hesitantly say, "Have you all seen this map?"

Qian Renxue and She Long looked at each other, and the latter asked doubtfully, "Of course, is there something wrong with the map?"

"No, it's not the map that's wrong, it's you that's wrong."

Gu You rubbed his brows, pointed at the map and said angrily: "Don't you realize that among the seven marks above, three are not on our Douluo Continent?!"

"What?!" x2
With such surprising feedback, Gu You really didn't feel excited at all.

"Please, use your little heads and think about this."

He pointed to three points on the top, bottom left, and right of the map in turn: "Here, here, and here. Two endless seas and a far north land. Don't you think this is a place where we can build a base?"

"Sister, the Far North. Even our Spirit Hall cannot build a branch in the Far North. If the Holy Spirit Church can do it, I will eat this map and the table together!"

"."

Qian Renxue was speechless, not knowing how to react.

Although Gu You's words were a bit bad, the meaning was clear. Even the Spirit Hall could not build a branch hall in the harsh environment of the Far North. The Holy Spirit Church, which was composed of fallen people who were afraid of the light, could not have a stable base in the Far North.

The same is true for She Long. As a Titled Douluo, he understands the cruelty of the Far North even better than Qian Renxue.

The Three Kings of the Far North wander in the deepest part of the permafrost. Looking at the Pope's Palace, the Offering Palace and the Elders' Palace, it is estimated that only the Great Offering Qian Daoliu and the current Pope Bibi Dong can compete with them in the Far North.

Noticing the sudden realization in the two people's eyes, Gu You's mood also eased slightly.

He took out a map of the continent specially provided by the royal family from the drawer, spread it out and placed it next to the map of the Holy Spirit Church sent by the Spirit Hall. Gu You pointed at the map with his index finger and said, "First, let's compare the two maps. Although the outlines and the words are as blurry as before, from the overall view, we can basically conclude that the irregular shape occupying the large area in the middle is the Douluo Continent under our feet."

She Long didn't say anything, just nodded.

"In that case, the next step is to exclude the three marks outside the continent and focus on the five marks inside the continent."

Gu You slid his index finger along the edge of the coastline, took out a homemade ruler and measured it on the map.

Half an hour later, after repeated confirmation, Gu You showed the special map that had been redrawn beyond recognition to Qian Renxue and She Long.

"Storm Rift, Death Desert, Misty Wetlands, Fiery Islands, and a blank area with nothing in it. These are the places that the Holy Spirit Church has marked on the mainland."

"Let's not talk about the first four for now. I'm very curious now. What's so special about the last piece of open space?"

There was a faint stabbing pain in the back of his head, his eyes were blurry, and chaotic voices echoed in his ears. For no reason, Gu You blurted out: "Could this be the legendary killing city?"

Da da da--

The tall man in black robes walked steadily through the dim underground palace. Only the faint light from the torches on the wall at intervals guided the direction forward.

His footsteps echoed in the empty palace, accompanied by the occasional sound of water drops. The atmosphere was quiet and depressing, as if he was walking in a realm that only the dead could enter.

His face was hidden in the shadows, and no expression could be discerned. But the ease conveyed by the swing of his arms seemed to indicate that he had long been accustomed to the gloom of this place.

An unknown amount of time had passed before he finally reached his destination. Standing in front of a door decorated with intricate patterns, staring at the blood-red emblem inlaid on the door, he took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the heavy door.

squeak--

The rusted bolt screamed, which was particularly harsh in the endless silence. Behind the door was a brightly lit corridor with torches hanging on the walls, creating two completely different worlds inside and outside the door.

Except for the dark painting hanging on the very end wall, which seems to swallow up all light.

"Master," the black-robed man bowed his head respectfully, "Just as you expected, the secret we buried underground has been discovered by the Spirit Hall."

"It doesn't matter."

At the end of the corridor, the leader, with his back to the man in black robes, gently stroked the painting that had been hanging here since the founding of the Holy Spirit Church: "Left arm, you must understand that a fool will not transform into a wise man by witnessing the truth. Only those who have the courage to tear apart the illusion of peace and embrace the nothingness in their hearts are qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with us."

"It doesn't matter if they find out or not. Those stupid guys can't possibly wake up the guardian deity of the Holy Spirit Church."

After saying this, he turned around, stopped stroking the dark painting, and took out a bottle of strange potion emitting a glowing green light from his arms and handed it to the man in black robe.

"The improved blood and soul fusion potion. Tell the newcomer to prepare enough blood food and take it seven times within a month."

"Yes, Master."

The man in black robe put away the potion and turned to leave. The door slowly closed, leaving the leader alone in the corridor to continue admiring the ancient paintings.

"Great Holy Emperor, please continue to guide us who are lost with your oracle————"

Carrying the potion given by the leader, the man in black robe had no choice but to give it to the rare older newcomer as soon as possible.

To be honest, he couldn't understand why the leader valued the newcomers, and he couldn't understand why the leader would rather leave the position of death vacant temporarily to give the newcomers time to grow.

But since the leader had arranged it this way and spent a lot of precious materials to refine a bottle of blood and soul fusion potion, he, as the most loyal subordinate in the sect, could only suppress his dissatisfaction with the newcomer.

"Hey, isn't this Lord Pojun, whom the leader relies on the most?"

Liang Pojun stopped when his real name was revealed: "Beelzebub, what are you doing here?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so aggressive. We are not a good match."

Beelzebub, wearing a pure white mask that covered half of his face and a tuxedo, jumped out of the corner briskly: "Do you think I want to come? If the leader didn't agree with me to search for new members of the choir, I wouldn't bother to come to you."

"Looking for me?" Liang Pojun was puzzled: "Your mission and my mission are different, why are you looking for me?"

Beelzebub chuckled and shook his index finger: "No, no, no, I won't come to you for a boring mission."

"I just want to know why the wise and powerful leader would take a fancy to a martial spirit research expert who had long since passed away, and even specially leave a position for death?"

(End of this chapter)