It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"It's not that easy, but we're really too passive right now..."

As she spoke, her face became a little pale again, and her breathing became less stable.

"Ella, concentrate on suppressing the pollution and don't talk so much."

Ling frowned, and she even temporarily took away the "Ten Commandments" from Ayla to trigger some rules to curb the deterioration of pollution, and bear several negative effects for this.

But Ella shook her head. She held Ling's hand on her shoulder and replied:

"It doesn't matter, my condition will not continue to deteriorate, take me out for a walk, I can feel what is attracting me in the town."

She added in her mind in a voice that only she could hear.

"It's not for me. If you don't figure out something, everyone will be in danger."

Ling hesitated for a moment, then picked up the silver-haired girl.

"Okay... half an hour at most."

"Thank you, I like you the most."

Ayla rested her head on Ling's shoulder and closed her eyes to recover.

"You only have to talk nicely!"

Ling snorted dissatisfiedly, kicked open the door of the tavern and hurried out.Hyde sighed, and put the remaining half bottle of wine back on the table. To be honest, he really didn't want to follow at this time, but those two people really made him feel uneasy now.

-

Based on Ella's inspiration, Ling changed directions several times in the town and finally found a well in the center of Afra.But what seemed to inspire Ella wasn't the well itself, but the weathered statue above the eaves.

It itself is just a common gray rock in Nod. The statue does not contain any spirituality and magic power, and there is nothing special about the material and carving method.

The shape of the stone statue looks like a traveler wearing a long robe and leaning on a cane. He is broken from above the left shoulder, and his head has long been lost.It looks more like the dusty back left by a traveler.

It is worth mentioning that among the goods piled between the sentry tower and the town, those stone handicrafts and this statue seem to be carved with the same image.

"Sir, whose statue is this?"

Ella half-opened her eyes and asked an old man who was sleeping against the well.

"Little girl, you are outsiders..."

The old man raised his head and looked deeply. Outsiders is a rather ambiguous term. It can be refugees outside the town of Aphra or travelers from other gathering places, or it can refer to the floating ice bay west of the Forest of Silence, from Nod Foreigners visiting from abroad.

He sighed with an attitude almost reverent:

"Who else could it be? This is of course the great wilderness saint!"

"The wilderness... the saint?"

Ella muttered to herself, she seemed to think of something and then quickly fell silent.

Ling just looked at the old man strangely. The title saint is not a title that everyone can use. In the era when gods were still active, saints were half thought to be agents of the gods or someone who had made great contributions in a special field. The legendary wizard.This does not simply refer to power. Among the people Ling knows, perhaps only Dmitri, who has made a huge breakthrough in the alchemy of life, hopes to add the word "holy" in front of his name before he is buried.

"Yes, he is the saint who opened up many gathering places. Earlier in Nod, there were few places to live except for Enoch. At that time, ordinary people in Nod were just animals for blood. , not even as good as livestock."

"The light brought to this land by the sage of the wilderness! No wilderness or pariah will ever forget his name."

The old man became a little excited.

"Saint Norbold, Norbold Williams!"

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The name made Ling's spirit tense, and she hurriedly lowered her head to observe Ella's situation, but the latter seemed to have expected the answer, and did not bear the new shock as she imagined.

Ella was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly.

"I'm tired, let's go back."

She looked very calm, as if she only heard something that had nothing to do with her, and fell asleep leaning on Ling's shoulder.It's just that Ella's waking time this time is far less than the one hour she said. It seems that whether it is using spirituality or confirming the identity of this "wilderness saint", it is not true that it has no effect on her.

-

A minute ago, Hyde, who had been following not far away, walked up a few steps.In his opinion, although there is no abnormal situation worth mentioning, Ella showed obvious fatigue before the time limit for waking up.

This is not beyond his expectations. Hyde thinks that the so-called "one hour of waking time" has a lot of water in it, and it is probably just Ella's rhetoric, which has always been her character.

Therefore, Hyde intends to urge Ling to take Ella back as soon as possible, and now is not the time to act rashly.

But after walking a few steps, he heard clearly the syllable spoken by the old man. This was a name he was all too familiar with—Norbold Williams.

Hyde only felt as if he had stepped into an ice cave, as if the chill that was about to permeate his soul swept his whole body.

The unexpected change did not happen, he quickly calmed down and walked up at a faster pace.

Ella's condition has not deteriorated, she should have just consumed a little bit of accumulated spirituality.The self-healing ability of this alchemy body is quite powerful, and in the case of cooperating with the sacred crown and potion, the balance between it and the speed of pollution will not be easily destroyed by external factors.

"Hyde, you stay here and continue to listen to him, I will take Ella back to rest first."

Ling walked steadily, but disappeared on the street at an inexplicable speed.Ayla should have felt something and lured them here while taking some risks. This is indeed like that guy's style of doing things.

Hyde's gaze stayed at the place where they disappeared for a few seconds, and then slowly retracted.

"Well sir, please tell me all about St. Norbert Williams."

The old man didn't seem to hear what he was saying, just scratched his hair and stretched out his right hand upwards.Hyde was stunned for a few seconds before he understood the meaning of the other party. He touched his body a few times, but found that he hardly had any valuables with him.

He noticed the rags on the old man's body that weren't even considered clothes, so he simply took off the high-quality wizard cloak, folded it a few times, and handed it to the old man.

The old man rubbed the soft black cloak and covered him like a blanket before opening the conversation again.

In his account, St. Nobald was a great figure who lived hundreds of years ago.

Only Enoch could be called a safe place in the land of Nod before he appeared.On the black land outside the castle, there are curses, terrible beasts, poisonous clouds and black mist that spread plagues.

Nobold was just a pariah without a clan, but he successfully led the civilians who were raised as livestock to escape from Enoch, and under his footsteps one gathering place after another for ordinary people to survive was opened up.

What's even more incredible is that under Norbord's feet, those eternal poisons and curses faded away.The wilderness became what it is today when the first red light band different from sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and the fog gradually dispersed.

"He is an apostle of God!"

The old man became a little fanatical.

"Which god, Cain?"

Although he was skeptical about this kind of religious story-like statement, Hyde still followed the other party's train of thought and asked.

"Damn Cain! That's the god of the nobles. Even the nobles themselves don't regard us as human beings, so how can their gods show mercy to us?"

The old man didn't hesitate to say what should be regarded as blasphemy in Nod, and he didn't care.

He looked around, then continued:

"Little guy...are you and the two ladies just now outsiders? Let me tell you a good thing -"

"The god of our wilderness was never some bloody Cain!"

He moved closer again, and the strong bad breath almost made Hyde unconscious. In this unbearable atmosphere, the old man lowered his voice:

"He is the witch who knows everything, the omniscient who sees the darkness, and the mother goddess who bestows wisdom on Cain—the great Lilith!"

Hyde hurriedly took half a step back, his face turned pale for a while.

He had never heard of a god named Lilith in Kraft's records. Hyde felt that he should have heard the name of a certain evil god just now. This is an untouchable taboo in mysticism, but when this By the time a short syllable entered his ears, it was too late.

Hyde let himself divide this esteemed name deep in his memory by hinting. He had already made up his mind that no matter what, he would not take the initiative to associate or chant this esteemed name.

Therefore, the boy now only remembers what bad things he heard just now, but he has already forgotten what it was actually about.

After completing these protective measures, Hyde spoke:

"Why are you telling me this? Aphra is a small town ruled by Enoch's agent. Although I don't know how you Nods will deal with the cultists, as long as I tell this matter, you probably won't What a good end."

The old man smiled fearlessly. He lifted the rag under his ribs, revealing a pink sarcoma the size of a baby's head.

The contaminated body tissue has begun to approach the heart. The old man is not dirty blood, and the accumulated curse is not enough to make him a Wendigo.So before long, he will only suffer in madness and unbearable pain and then die painfully.

"I don't have a few days left to live. Whether I am hung up and eaten by crows or burned to death on the stake, it will not be worse than dying from the curse."

"Before I die, if I can let an outsider walk into the glory of my lord, it will be very cost-effective no matter what the outcome is."

Hyde's face became even uglier. No matter in the material world or in Node, what he hated most was this kind of fearless believer.

This kind of person's mental strength is extremely terrifying, and he will hardly be affected by hints, so he can be regarded as his natural nemesis.And for him, no matter which religion a fanatic is, it is equivalent to a powder keg that drags others to explode at any time. He can predict the actions of ordinary people to a certain extent, but the actions of that kind of people have no logic at all.

Hyde hates trouble, but faith is almost the root of all trouble.

With some thoughts of breaking the pot, he decided to try to get as much information from the other party, so Hyde asked without hope:

"What other legends do you know about St. Norbert? It's best if it's about eyes."

Ella mentioned the saint's right eye when she woke up last time, and now the probability of having the same name has become very low.

Hyde only hoped to provide a little more useful information, but what the old man said next surprised him.

"Strange question...have you ever heard about the saint?"

"Everyone in the wilderness knows that the saint's right eye sees into the past, while his left eye connects to the future."

Hyde felt that he had won the lottery, and perhaps along this clue, he could indeed find many clues about Norberd.

But what the old man said was a vague religious statement. People who make up stories will always go to great lengths to boast about the power of God, but in fact it is difficult for wizards to understand the true authority of God from this kind of teaching.What's more, according to the old man, Nobold is at best an agent of the gods. How can a dirty blood without a clan have such a degree of power?

"You just said that Nobold was a person active hundreds of years ago?"

Once again, there was a time confusion with the information that Hyde knew. When he first learned about "Nobold Williams", it was because this guy who was suspected to be Ella's biological father was in a certain house in London 100 years ago. A huge sum of money was deposited in the bank.The dark wizard who was proficient in the confusion spell deceived everyone around him, and his magic even affected Henry's family a hundred years later.

According to his investigation at the time, the wizard with the alias "Norbold Williams" should be Norbold Hall, a graduate of Cambridge University in 1739, and died in 1762.The investigation report was sent directly to the executive officer Yousef at the time, and the executive officer confirmed that Nobold's ashes belonged to him, and there was no sign of the influence of the Confusion Curse.

According to the old man, he is a saint who was active in the land of Nod hundreds of years ago.If the shriveled eyeball on the Eye of Hermes is indeed his left eye, then this "Nobold Williams" should have been present when the 2000-year-old alchemy tool was cast.

Can any human being really survive for more than 2000 years?Even if the dirty blood could prolong life by sleeping, it would not be possible to this extent——