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

"Then...how on earth did you do it?"

"I've told you the answer from the beginning."

Duncan put his hand on his left chest with a serious expression.

"I don't think I have anything worthy of being consulted. The people in this city, you or me, are all the same."

"We suppress our instincts, we use reason and will to fight against curses and madness. You have always been on the same path as us."

"You mean—"

Elaine's pupils began to vibrate, she took two steps backwards and knocked over the single sofa behind her, and the uncontrolled mist leaked out from her breath again.

"How is it possible? You are a liar! Impossible, that is simply impossible. How can a person do that kind of thing?!"

"This is true."

Duncan thought about it seriously, and tried to speak.

"If I have to say it, I would like to share some of my experience. In the process of discussing with the wizards of the alliance, I have some new understanding of the way to maintain rationality."

"Although the subject of that point of view discussion is far beyond our imagination...but there are still some similarities in essence."

"You can find a fulcrum that can support this weight, or an anchor that can fix yourself in a storm. It can be certain people or things, it can be the belief that allows you to persist in living, or it can be to guide the direction in confusion. belief. At least it will make your confrontation more effective and clear."

The clearer the analysis in language, the more bitter Duncan felt. He felt that he was not qualified to mourn Sophia, nor was he qualified to avenge her.That was the man he was, the leader of the new party, the Duncan Coleridge from the Enoch's moors, the future he dreamed of.

Thinking of this, the man's eyes became firm again.

His expression was as if he had returned to the past, he was still the black armored knight who was guarding the city and the disaster victims on the battlefield and charging towards the disaster.

"That's all."

-

Elaine lowered her head, seemingly unable to accept this fact.

After a long time, she moved her lips and let out a hoarse and low voice.

"What will my fulcrum be...?"

It's not accepting the other person's point of view, it's more like grasping at every straw within reach in a state of extreme desperation.

"You have to ask yourself, it must be strong enough, the most important thing to you."

Duncan Coleridge

"Maybe you are still hesitating, wandering, and haven't found a clear enough direction. Ask your heart what you care most about."

Chapter 68 Broken Dreams

The color blocks quickly moved away, and the enlarged and blurred things shrank rapidly, returning to their original appearance.

A black horse, a spacious carriage and a small woman in a black and white nun dress appeared on the simple teleportation array.

Victoria Milusel regained his composure and recovered from the dizziness caused by the space teleportation. It took less than half a minute in total.

Victoria has never learned any magic theory. Even when she was working for Fittili Hajie, she relied more on her instincts and the firearms and hunting skills she got from her adoptive father. Is not used once.

Knowledge at the level of space coordinates or the principle of teleportation magic is still too far away for her.

But it didn't matter, she never needed such a thing.

Although Victoria now knew that she was not qualified to judge anyone instead of God, the education and habits she received in her early years did not allow her to learn so-called magic.

The petite girl left the teleportation base set up in the mountains on the outskirts of Mulhouse, and drove a large carriage to the direction of the monastery.

The food in this carriage is enough for the children adopted by the monastery and the poor assisted by the former to consume for a month. In addition, Victoria is still holding a paper bag in her arms, which contains small gifts and candies for orphans.

These things are very cheap in New Enoch. After the Ascension Day, Enoch people who have been exposed to normal food in the material world are quite interested in food, and relatively cheap special snacks can be bought everywhere in that city.Victoria had agreed with the children in the church that as long as they could learn a certain number of words and read two pages of the scriptures by the time she left, she would reward them.

Despite the hardships, Victoria has never been so fulfilled and happy as she has recently. Every day she spends in an ordinary life is so precious and beautiful. It is only now that she clearly realizes that life is a precious thing that is blessed.

In fact, just to live, everyone needs to consume not much food.

As long as there is black bread, clean water and a place to sleep, human beings have shown unexpected tenacity in the most difficult times.

"Don't forget to keep warm."

Victoria heard someone remind herself that the voice was a bit like Fittilly, and a bit like herself.

Yes, people still need heating, coal, cloth and cotton.

The weather is not too cold now, but it will become severe in another month, and it will be difficult for the elderly and children without relief to survive this winter.

"But it's not difficult. Duncan Coleridge and those wizards are rich, and I'll work for them in exchange for everything the Abbey needs."

She was talking to herself, as if she were responding to someone who didn't exist.

At this time, Victoria noticed something unusual, and this road seemed a little different from the one she usually walked on.

This is already the outskirts of the city of Mulhouse. The low-rise buildings extend from the shadows in the distance to the flat land, forming the most humble streets and gathering places that cannot be called a corner of the city.

There were no food stalls on the narrow streets, and there were no long lines of poor people lining up in front of the stalls. Compared with the usual outskirts of Mulhouse, the place she was in seemed a little too quiet.

Was there a mistake in the transmission and sent her to another place?

Victoria couldn't help looking up into the distance, but what caught her eyes was the familiar railway tracks and two rows of low gray buildings. This was indeed the city she was familiar with.

This time, the girl saw more unusual things.

The rails on the ground were twisted and broken, steaming with annoying heat, the sleepers were black in color and even had some sparks left.

Cracked bricks and coke were everywhere, and there was a vaguely familiar smell in the air that Victoria both hated and knew.

—It was the smell of iron, gunpowder, and blood.

Resisting the urge to vomit, Victoria pressed her hands on her chest. Some long-sleeping excitement made the girl's blood flow faster, and a heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Something bad happened, and she whipped the horse to speed up.

The direction of the city gate was getting closer and closer, and some suppressed cries came from behind the collapsed houses and low walls. She vaguely saw a few pieces of human-like and non-human things among the broken bricks, which were completely burnt and exploded. It was rotten, and only a few spots of redness that belonged to flesh and blood could be seen at the fracture.

The carriage that appeared at the gate of the city caught the attention of the sentry, which made Victoria feel a little surprised. In her memory, the number of guards was far less than now, and they would not be fully armed as they are now.

"It turned out to be Sister Victoria, put down the gun!"

A soldier who recognized him put down the musket in his hand, and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief after noticing this, and their expressions were no longer tense.

As a nun of St. Tien's Church, Victoria often appeared in the food relief team on the street, so many people in the city knew this thin but powerful female believer.

The soldier turned over the full sacks loaded under the shed of the carriage, then his eyes lit up, and he motioned for his companions to let him go.

"It's not easy to buy so much food now. You really helped me a lot this time."

In the process, Victoria asked,

"Sir, what's going on here?"

A flame of hatred flashed in the soldier's eyes, he spat, then gritted his teeth and cursed:

"It's the damned Prussians!"

"They blew up the railroads, the factories, the churches, and the warehouses we used to store our grain—"

Having said that, he glanced at the carriage driven by Victoria again,

"Hurry up and enter the city, it's not safe outside."

Victoria's expression became a little bit stunned, as if she couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

-

Residents with backs or numb expressions can be seen everywhere in the city, and unrecognizable corpses stained with mud are gathered on the cleaned streets, waiting for the living to claim them or burn them centrally.

Victoria didn't know how she crossed the streets to enter the urban area. The small church that had stood here since she was born had collapsed in half, and the stone cross collapsed crookedly on the ruins of the building. Covered with gunpowder smoke and dirty dust.

She raised her head blankly, looking at the small corpses lying on the white cloth above the steps.

The paper bag in Victoria's arms just fell away, letting the round and crystal-clear candies with dreamy colors roll along the ground into the blood and mud.

The blood that had been silent for a long time crept into the girl's violently shaking pupils little by little, her lips squirmed a few times, and her white canine teeth protruded little by little.

After a long time, a terrifying roar echoed in the sky of Mulhouse, who was crying and screaming.

It is shrill, furious, not like the sound of humans or beasts.

——It was like the roar of evil spirits from the depths of hell.

Chapter 69 Blood is Burning

Ella pressed her pulsating temples, her body was not in this space at all, and of course this kind of stimulation similar to pain did not happen for no reason.

"My spirituality was touched...could something bad have happened outside?"

Thinking of this, Ayla couldn't help frowning, feeling a little annoyed.

From her point of view, in the past few days, nothing worth noting happened.

She originally thought that the female undead that Gracie Williams met after being parasitized by the flame spirit into a special space would know a lot of secrets, but the latter's mental state was obviously wrong and he had forgotten most of the things.

Perhaps there are still many secrets hidden in Anna Boer's body, but she still has no way of knowing it after all.

After absorbing a large number of family souls that contain the power of faith, Ella's current level is equivalent to completing the first stage of armor.

Today, she can completely absorb the curses into the souls of her family members and burn them together. The efficiency of this method is many times faster than the original simple suppression and purification.

It's just that this will cause a lot of trauma to yourself, and you need to wait until you fully recover after each split before repeating it.

According to her calculations, she only needs to repeat this purification three to four times, and she can barely maintain her own balance and leave the seal.

That is to say, she already has the ability to get out of trouble, and the factor that hinders her escape has shifted from herself to the progress of exploring the secret.

Hints from inspiration make it hard for her to sit back and wait for things to unfold.

"I don't know how the preparations are going outside. If there is another effective attempt, I should be able to get in touch with them."

On the other hand, Ella feels that she can't just rely on the vague voice that appeared before, and she also needs to take some active actions.

She had to pass on some information as soon as possible, after all, there was not much time left for them.