savior epic

Chapter 174 Comprehension of "Fraud"
There were countless confusions on Lomea's face.

She raised her face and looked directly at herself.

Chen Yi reached out and rubbed her head, then smiled.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Yi asked.

"Nothing." Lomea whispered.

Chen Yi knew that right now, Miss Pepper still had lingering fears about her shaken faith, and for the spirit envoy, this was the most flustered and helpless time.

He loves her, so if you try to think from her perspective, you can understand that kind of psychology.

Chen Yi put her shoulders on her shoulders and kissed her forehead as usual. These days, he is used to doing this, oh, she is also used to it, she didn't respond at all.

"It's okay, Luomea, it's okay, I still love you." Chen Yi lowered her voice.

"I know sir, I know and I do too" Lomea put his arms around him and leaned his forehead against him.

The two leaned together like this for a while, until Chen Yi put down the hands on her shoulders.

After sticking her face to Nian Chenyi's neck, she also moved her body away.

"Do you know, Luomea, when we love each other, we will try to understand each other." Chen Yirou said.

"I'm only hearing it now. Very reasonable, sir."

"Love is the prerequisite for understanding." Chen Yi touched Lomeah's hand, "This is what I learned from loving you."

Lomea blushed, and said in a low voice, "...I just know that I have always thought of you."

Chen Yi patted the back of her hand and let it go gently.

Turning around, Chen Yi picked up the jug given by Hamuzai, which contained the blood of St. Venakana.

Shake the jug and you can hear the liquid sloshing.

Listening to the voice, Chen Yi remembered the records in the scriptures.

St. Venacana cuts his wrists and bleeds, and the holy silver blood flows into the river, which is given to the righteous and the wicked, both to the common people and to the nobles
Chen Yi stared at the dilapidated jug.

Maybe someday I can use this blood in rituals.

Just like the previous two psychic ceremonies.

At this time, Cenduil, who was driving the carriage, suddenly spoke.

"Lord, the church is ahead."

"Which church?"

"The circular cathedral, I heard the elders describe its appearance." Cinderuil said slowly.

Ring cathedral?
Chen Yi suddenly remembered that the madman from the Temple of Misery was here.

At that time, I used Christopher's blood to perform a psychic ritual, but was disturbed by the spiritual jellyfish, and my soul was dragged into the ancient holy city.

And at that time, he came to the circular cathedral, faced the question of the madman John, and almost let himself fall into madness.

Chen Yi raised her hand, staring at the eyes of spiritual vision with her palm tightly closed.

Nauso
The old saying "fraud".

Since he returned from hell, realized "salvation" and gained a trace of the highest and most holy breath, the old saying "fraud" never bothered him again.

The dead soul of "Fraud" seemed to be asleep.

"Sleeping?" Chen Yi suddenly sneered.

It's not just a deep sleep, but also the "deceitful" dead soul is afraid of him.

Afraid of the pure golden flame, afraid of the supreme and holy breath.

"Christopher said that to comprehend the ancient sayings of the Zhen-Arab language family is to comprehend its divinity. I have already fully comprehended the divinity of 'salvation', so...the divinity of 'deceit'. Is it just to deceive in the name of the Lord?" Thinking of this, Chen Yi gave a negative answer in her heart, "...that would be too superficial."

But what is the divinity of "deceit"?
Maybe I can look for "fraud" with the highest and holy. To look for the dead soul in the old saying?

This is a good way.

"Lord, I smell a dangerous breath." Cenduil's voice came from outside the carriage.

"I know, there is a madman guarding there." Chen Yi paused, and then said: "The madman is related to San Mader."

"The saint who caused the heresy to flood the temple of suffering?" Cinderuil's tone was a little surprised, "Our nun said that the greatest achievement of that saint's life was also the greatest mistake of his life. He made the teachings of the Lord popular. To the Shanbu people, dwarves, and orcs in the south... and let the Lord's teachings be twisted in their hands."

Chen Yi didn't make a statement.

Because I knew the true identity of the Lord of Suffering, and knew that it was actually Hedwig from the future.

So things are by no means as simple as what Cenduil said.

"Stop here first, Cenduil." Chen Yi ordered, "I have something to do."

Chen Yi intends to read the old saying "deceit" now, to find the dead souls hidden in "deceit".

Cenduil didn't ask any more questions, and nodded as he was told. He didn't continue to approach the circular cathedral, but took the rein and stopped on the cobblestone avenue.

Chen Yi got up and patted Luo Mea who was still in despair.

"I'm going to open the eyes of spiritual vision." Chen Yi said softly in her ear.

Lomea cheered up, and she said softly, "I see, sir."

Then, she sat inside, a little further away from Chen Yi.

Chen Yi slightly raised her palm, and the illusory eyes of spiritual vision in her palm slowly opened her eyelids.

Pure golden flames ignited from the pupils, and a trace of supreme and holy aura lingered in the center of the flames.

Chen Yi softly recited the old saying "fraud".

"Nausuo"

In the golden firelight, Chen Yi closed her eyes, only using her eyes of spiritual vision to catch the old saying "fraud".

Nau so.

A string of ancient and mysterious characters jumped into the sight of the eye of vision.

Chen Yi stared at the string of characters.

Between those characters, Chen Yi smelled the smell of pale showers.

Chen Yi stared at the string of characters, and saw a short figure flashing past.

A foul and violent dead soul who does his best to hide among old sayings.

"Come out." Chen Yi's voice was very low.

The old saying "fraud" trembled slightly.

"I can destroy you at any time."

Chen Yi's voice did not increase, her tone was extremely flat.

The "Fraud" character stuck, motionless.

Half a sound later, a man of goblin-human hybrid crawled out from under a font, his dress was ridiculous.

In the eyes of the dead soul, he saw a huge illusory eye of spiritual vision, with golden flames shining in the pupils.

The dead soul trembled all over, barely evoking a friendly smile.

He looked at the fire light carefully, feeling very apprehensive in his heart, but...if this can destroy his own flame, can it be used by him?
Before Chen Yi could speak, the dead soul knelt down beside the ancient characters, restrained all his thoughts, and shouted attentively and fearfully: "Your Excellency, I'm really sorry, I once offended you and sneaked into your In the dream, I brought you bad memories, I am really sorry. In order to express my apology, I have to ask you if you have anything you want? I can give you anything, anything.”

In the firelight, Chen Yi could see through the dead soul's "I can give you anything." It was just cheating. Ten days ago, he almost cheated himself in his dream. Defrauding himself can be said to be doing his duty.

"Are you the dead soul of 'Fraud'?" Chen Yi's voice was cold.

The dead soul spread his hands, lowered his head, slowly knelt down on the ground, and continued earnestly: "My lord, I would like to kiss your ring, the back of your hand, and offer you my humble loyalty and peace. Before today, I will I have been trembling and tossing and turning begging for your forgiveness, and after today, if you wish, I can offer you my utmost respect."

Chen Yi ignored any of his courteous words.

In the firelight, Chen Yi simply asked: "What is the comprehension of 'fraud'?"

(End of this chapter)