I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 236 God's Absurdity! You Crazy People!
(I said why I didn’t comment and didn’t post it!)
After hearing what the Countess said, the priests all looked at Roland with strange eyes - this guy actually secretly lifted the Countess's skirt!
Roland observed the expressions of the people around him and felt unwell.

It seemed that everyone thought that they had just lifted their skirt.

At this moment, Roland's mind was in a state of confusion.

Everything happened so fast. Roland was still wondering if there was something wrong with his mind the second before. Then, this happened the next second.

The huge amount of information constantly impacted Roland's mind, causing him to lose a lot of SAN.

Suddenly, Roland blinked his eyes and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not the Countess at all!

That's the goddess Heraclea!
The goddess of supreme goodness, fragility, purity, and holy blood stood on the steps, looking back at him with a hint of shyness and anger.

Her image is exactly the same as her own statue!
Just a beautiful long skirt.

Seeing that Roland remained silent for a long time, the Countess asked again, "My dear Prince Roland, please help me lift my skirt and help me return to the temple."

"At your service." Roland strode forward and helped the Countess lift her long skirt from behind.

The group slowly walked up the stairs, but Roland did not disappear.

Under the long skirt is an ordinary lining.

Roland thought to himself: "Sure enough, everything is just my illusion."

I have hypochondria!

Hehehehahahahahahaha!

Wait, that’s not right! ! ! "

Roland suddenly realized that the time when people disappeared was actually right.

When the lady came here with the gentlemen, she walked slowly. When she walked back alone, she walked fast!
Moreover, the team was small before and the walking speed was relatively fast. Now it is a huge group and the walking speed is slow.

It used to take the lady minutes to go back and forth to the gallery, but now it only takes her a minute and a half to reach the end of the gallery!

So, those people who disappeared before might have disappeared when they were going up the stairs!

There is also an explanation for Duncan’s memory problems!

The reason why Duncan suspected that there was something wrong with the salon was not because he knew that there was something wrong with the Countess, but because he saw the people pouring blood in the gallery.

If all those who poured blood turned into leeches, Duncan would forget many things!
The saints had been hypnotizing Duncan, but Duncan suddenly forgot about things and lost his SAN, so the hypnosis was successful!
Therefore, Duncan not only forgets a lot of things, but also has memory problems!
As for why he mistook his wife for Helaka, and why he didn't disappear after lifting his skirt,
Roland had a very crazy guess.

With red eyes, he looked at the gate of 'Wendisha Church' in front of him.

Or the gate of the 'Heraka Church'.

He knew that everything would be revealed behind this door.

The door was slowly pushed open with a loud noise.

The huge church was filled with fluttering skirts. They were like seaweed, swaying constantly in the hall. So beautiful, so beautiful.

Looking at the scene inside, Roland closed his eyes tightly, and his SAN almost dropped out.

He cried in his mind: 'Why, why not leeches?!'

"People who pour blood should all turn into leeches, why did they become a group?!"

For the second time, Roland began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his cognition.

He was sure that he was not crazy and that everything he saw was real.

But he couldn't tell the difference!

What's even more fatal is that everyone except him thinks there is someone in the church.

Roland watched helplessly as a large skirt with several smaller ones floated over and landed beside the lady.

Afterwards, the Countess made some "hmm" and "ah" sounds for a long time, as if she was listening to a report.

Roland stretched out his hand woodenly and grabbed a skirt ribbon floating in the air. The silk was very soft and it was obvious that it was a high-quality product shipped across the ocean from the south.

This action attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked over with frowns.

Under everyone's gaze, Roland rolled up the ribbon in his hand.

"Lord Roland."

The Countess frowned at the ribbon in Roland's hand and said, "Please don't be so rude to Sir Andrew."

"Hehehehe. Hahahaha!"

Roland covered his forehead and laughed.

Everyone: "???"

The fat man Duncan patted Roland on the shoulder and asked, "Young Master Roland, are you okay?"

"Shut up! You lunatic!"

Roland snapped his hand open.

His eyes were red as he pointed at the crowd and said, "Stop playing tricks! Where are the people? Call them out! What are you doing throwing all this silk here for?
Ahaha~ I understand! "

Roland suddenly raised his finger, pointed at the people around him and said, "Liar!"

He pointed at the Countess: "Liar."

He pointed at the saints and priests again: "Liar!"

“You are all liars!
You are lying to me, you are playing tricks on me!

You set up a deception on purpose to drive me crazy.

As long as I am crazy, you can further charm me and make me obedient.

As long as I go crazy, I will have a burst of inspiration to draw the perfect goddess Heraclea!
Haha, it’s a scam, it’s all a scam!

I've seen through it~~
I won’t believe it.

I’m not sick!”

If Baron Hall were standing here now, he would definitely recall how Anthony looked when he went crazy.

How similar.

Regardless of the feelings of Anthony's former teammates, the Countess and the others are feeling very confused now.

Because they hadn't exerted any mental influence on Roland along the way. After all, their energy was focused on Duncan.

So, the Countess and the others led Roland all the way through the gallery and arrived here normally. Then, as soon as this guy entered the door, he went crazy.

Everyone had already heard about the Black Abyss Wizard's mental condition.

Therefore, Roland's loss of control, although unexpected, was also reasonable.

The Countess was stunned for a moment, then gave the Lady a look.

The lady took out a bottle of potion, pressed Roland roughly down, and gurgled the potion into his mouth.

This is a mental soothing potion often taken by Twilight wizards. Mental illness is difficult to cure, and a madman cannot suddenly disappear just by drinking some medicine.

But this potion can stabilize a person's emotions and greatly improve a person's sanity.

After drinking, the person will still have random fantasies and see all kinds of hallucinations, but he can calm down.

In other words, it has a calming and SAN-enhancing effect.

On the other side, the lady gave Roland some medicine to control him and keep him quiet.

On this side, the Countess had been chatting with Duncan for a while.

"After learning of my interest in Heracarian theology, you took me here for a tour—thank you so much," said the portly Duncan. "I stumbled upon this place by mistake, and yet you have shown me such hospitality."

My Lord Baron, I don't know how I can repay your kindness, so is there anything I can do for you?"

After hearing what the fat man Duncan said, everyone looked very dazed.

Although they exerted some mental influence on Duncan, Duncan's condition was stranger than they expected.

Because Duncan didn't even know that this was the Blood Castle!
Moreover, it seems that the Countess was treated as a Baroness.

The three saints looked at Duncan with strange expressions for a long time, wondering if it was because they had forcibly distorted Duncan's cognition that he had mental problems.

They thought about it briefly and decided that it would be best to go along with what this guy said, so as not to irritate him and make him go crazy like Roland.

Everyone wanted to remind the Countess, but she seemed to be just following the fat man's words.

The Baroness smiled and said, "Lord Duncan, we have our reasons for bringing you here. To be honest, we brought you here because we heard you are well-versed in Heracarian theology. My family does have a favor to ask of you."

The baroness's eyes swept across the entire church, finally settling on the large leech statue on the altar.

She said, "As you can see, this is a Heraclea Church, and we are trying to perfect it. The statue on the altar was made of an extraordinary material. We hope you can recarve it."

She seemed to be planning to use the leech as a template to carve the goddess Heraclea. Or rather, she wanted the fat man to help her carve a 'leech Heraclea'.

The fat man nodded in understanding and said, "So you intend to use this method to delve deeper into the Path of Truth? Furthermore, are you planning to merge the Bloody Baron and the Goddess Heraka into one?"

The baroness smiled and said, "That's right."

The portly Duncan nodded and looked at the Countess with some confusion: "Your Excellency, Baron Blood and Goddess Heraclea are two gods, why are they carved together?"

The other ladies were also puzzled—this was not the original plan. What was the lady planning to do?
The Baroness smiled and said, "Gentlemen, you don't know. Gods can influence the world, and the world can also influence gods. Believers make the gods, and the gods are ultimately shackled by faith.

Wizards have always tried to depict the gods in various ways.

And in history, there have been many strange cases - the fuse of many wars between gods came from a statue or a painting.

When some art masters suddenly touched upon the truth and glimpsed the true appearance of the gods, they would carve two gods together in one statue, or paint two gods together in one painting. Thus, the two gods became connected.

Suddenly they could sense each other.

One of them was in the abyss, the other in the netherworld, yet they could somehow touch each other."

After a pause, the baroness glanced at Roland intentionally or unintentionally, then continued to speak to the fat man Duncan.

"One of my little pseudo-believers once said something like this insane in the future.

He said that true gods are unified in time. For them, the past, present, and future are all the present!
The statue can describe the god. Once someone describes two gods in the same statue, then these two gods, who originally existed in parallel timelines, will have a small intersection.

If one of these two gods happens to be extremely hungry, then this would be a perfect opportunity to strike.

As long as He makes some adjustments to this tiny intersection on the endless timeline, He can catch the prey in His hands, take a small bite to inject venom, and then wrap it with a small silk thread.

The venom will slowly spread throughout the prey’s body, and the silk thread.”

As she spoke, the Baroness reached out and grabbed the giant leech, revealing a wicked smile. "The thread will slowly pull through all dimensions and all time, uniting the past, present, and future of both prey and predator."
The two straight lines that originally only intersected at a node will slowly merge into one, from two lines, becoming one line."

After the Baroness finished speaking, everyone present showed very strange expressions.

The ladies didn't understand what she was talking about, and the entire Kuxue lineage had never had such a theory!
Today, the Blood-Dry Baron did order them to do some things, but the purpose of doing these things was to find the goddess Heraka.

So, why is Madam saying all this nonsense?
The portly Duncan laughed and said, "That's a crazy theory indeed. From what I understand, if two gods are carved together, it's possible for them to sense each other. But this would require a very complex operation, like one person trying to find another person using their portrait. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The Baroness laughed and said, "Yes, crazy talk. That man is a lunatic. What he said is just some crazy talk, there is no need to read too much into it."

After a pause, she looked at Duncan and said, "However, these two gods should indeed be carved into one statue."

The three saints hesitated for a moment and wanted to remind the lady not to mess around like this.

But they suddenly remembered something, or like Roderick, they suddenly recalled a memory that had disappeared.

In this memory, the Countess was often occupied by the Bloody Baron.

The Blood-Dry Baron is like domesticating livestock. Once someone in the Blood-Dry family grows to a certain size, he will periodically extend a tentacle to pull that person into the abyss and eat him.

This tentacle is the Countess.

No wonder Duncan called her the Baron. Duncan's consciousness was indeed in a trance, but in this madness, he saw the truth.

He is now the Bloody Baron.

The three saints broke out in cold sweat and forced themselves to calm down. They remained silent and dared not say a word.

Seeing that the saint did not raise any objections, the others remained silent.

Over here, after hearing what his wife said, the fat man Duncan hesitated for a moment and said, "Madam, I don't know why you want one statue to describe two gods. But I am indeed interested in giving it a try.

To be honest, most of the Heracles in the Twilight Council were made by me, so I have done a lot of research on this.

If you can comprehend and glimpse something new from today's carvings, it will be beneficial to both your family and the Twilight Council.

However, the statue can be used to visualize the gods and is a kind of visualization object during meditation. Therefore, the parliament does not allow it to be circulated freely. Therefore, I need to report this matter to the parliament."

The lady smiled and said, "There's no need to go to so much trouble. In fact, the Withered Blood Family is a member of the Twilight Council."

After saying that, the lady raised her hand, and there was a magic ring on her finger.

After seeing the magic ring, the fat man Duncan showed a look of surprise and doubt: "Is this the seal distributed by the Twilight Council to its subordinate schools?
According to rumors, the highest level mark not only has many magical uses, but also has great authority in the parliament. Wearing the magic ring is like the Thousand-Eyed King himself!
Only the Thousand-Eyed King's most trusted confidants possess this kind of magic ring, and yours seems to be a mark of this level."

After a pause, the portly Duncan sighed, "I was wondering, how come the Council didn't know about such a large family living in seclusion here? It turns out it was just me who didn't know. It seems our small sect has become a marginalized figure."

The lady said, "Do you need me to find someone to help? My magic ring can summon all the members of the family. It can also transmit magical images for you to communicate with others."

"Not yet."

Duncan said this and walked towards the statue. While observing, he reached out and touched the statue. Then, he turned into a fat leech and climbed onto the statue, becoming a part of it.

Suddenly, the ladies covered their foreheads and shook, and the colorful ribbons in the hall also swayed - they all forgot about Earl Duncan.

Seeing this scene, Roland was completely numb.

Whoever touches this statue will die!
How can I carve this?

Wait, Duncan is gone, so I'm the only carver left?
Roland turned around blankly and looked at the people around him. As expected, he found that these cultists were all looking at him implicitly.

The Countess smiled and said, "Lord Roland, we have our reasons for bringing you here. To be honest, we have a favor to ask of you."

Roland was completely numb.

(End of this chapter)