At this moment, next to the extinguished fire, where the strange man had been sitting, a brown paper bag filled with food, as if it had been forgotten, slowly melted.

The brown bread, jam...everything inside melted, revealing their original appearance.

It was a ball of minced meat, mixed with fragments of what looked like internal organs and various bones.

Drops of dark red blood oozed out from it, dyeing the ground under its feet red. It seemed as if it had been torn apart not long ago, and even exuded a warm breath in the cold winter.

And the experiences of this mother and daughter are not limited to this. Throughout the St. John Empire, the Surant United Empire, and the Slenan Continent, some people who advocate the Creator gradually appeared.

Their existence seems to appear suddenly, and it seems to be waiting for a certain moment, and the only thing that can be thought of is the war in the Lens continent. Its appearance seems to represent the beginning of something.

This situation spread quickly like a plague. On the New Srona Festival, this festival that belongs to only one god, countless people abandoned their candlelight, abandoned their faith, and followed their desires.

Following a man with no shadow, ordinary features, and a cold temperament, he walked towards the so-called mass site, placing his hope in the blessings of the Creator.

They do not feel any guilt in their hearts, nor do they feel that this is betrayal. In the same way, if faith cannot help people survive, then faith is just a term that can be trampled and trampled upon.

However, for the gods, not only the believers but also the foundations were lost. The doctrines they spread were shaken and stolen. This was destined to be a bad start.

28 Mulda Street, 7:30.

Krens was sitting on one side of the dining table, picking up the knife and fork with his left and right hands to cut the food on the plate.

This is a pan-fried pine aha. It is a fish that lives in fresh water. Its shape is not the common streamlined, diamond shape, but an oval shape. Its body is covered with spikes, which looks very much like what Krens once thought.

1 known fish, puffer fish.

~Novel app,-app..

It doesn't have many spines and its meat is firm. It only needs simple processing to become a delicacy on the table. But there is one thing about the loose aha fish that makes diners who like it love and hate it. It contains toxicity in the blood, but it cannot be processed.

Unkindness can quickly claim a life.

"Delia, the campus life you described is so exciting. It is full of youthful flavor and makes people become younger."

Old Ted sighed briefly and praised Delia's description of school life.

He ate quickly, and his slightly cloudy eyes were full of piety, because today is a special day for this senior missionary, and he was going to tell the story of the goddess of the night to Delia, a believer in the god of knowledge and creation.

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The dim candlelight outside has been lit, leaving a faint light outside the door, like a lone star on a rainy day, which makes people feel strange and strange.

After all, in a neighborhood like Mulda Street where small nobles and businessmen live, this single candlelight seems a bit desolate and lonely.

Most of their beliefs are about the Church of Holy Light, which is about wealth and order, the Church of Knowledge, and innovation, and a small number of them even believe in the Church of God of War.

These people are not very popular because they are rude and strong. Just like other churches’ evaluations of the Church of God of War, they are guys who use their fists more than their heads, but no one will deny their strength.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to monopolize the entire Slenan Continent with the God of War Church.

The nobles and businessmen who believed in the Church of the Earth were squeezed out of the upper class and became marginalized figures after the war broke out.

After Delia put away the tableware on the table, Krensi picked up the black woolen windbreaker from the hanger, put on his good luck hat and was about to go out. He and Mei Weisi had an agreement to accompany each other in the candlelight.

Pray to the gods.

~&

"Women are so troublesome. I really don't know how Sirius can cope with having so many wives."

Krens cursed secretly, turned sideways and said to Old Ted:

"Uncle Ted, I may not come back tonight, remember to pick me up tomorrow."

"Hahaha..., please rest assured my Sir, you can enjoy a wonderful night."

Old Ted gave Clance a subtle look that I understood.

"What a very kind old gentleman. I hope your life span can really reach the limit of human beings."

Krens stopped talking and immediately turned towards the door. However, just as his hand was about to turn on the cold handle, something unexpected happened.

This was a feeling that made him feel a chill down his spine and a tingling sensation in his mind, as if a huge danger was approaching.

He stopped involuntarily, turned around, and cast his deep black eyes in one direction, towards something inside.

It was a book with a brown cover, with a simple and simple appearance. The paper inside was a little yellowed due to the precipitation of time, just like what you can see everywhere in the library.

But at this moment, in the quiet room, it was turning on its own, causing ripples that shook the space, as if something was breaking.

"Get out of here as soon as possible, go outside, don't come in."

Before Old Ted and Delia could ask questions, Clence, whose face suddenly changed, was the first to respond solemnly.

"Oh oh, okay".

Old Ted was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and exited the house.

When he was the only one left in the building, Krens slowly approached the room to prevent the weird book from doing something dangerous. After all, the level it involved might reach the level of God.

Once a problem occurs, it will affect not only one room or one building, but probably the entire city, which will be a huge disaster.

And its goal is very clear. It has been pointed at him from the beginning. At this time, there is no time to ask for help from Wiesel. As for the goddess of the night, he does not want to rely too much on her, because the gift has already been marked in his destiny.

price.

"What's going on? Why is it abnormal at this time? It has been very quiet before."

While his mind was filled with doubts, Kerens had already wrapped his left eye in a golden ring, trying to see the future development, but came to the conclusion of failure.

~Novel app,-app..

He had tried this kind of attempt more than once before. As long as the Book of the Old Days was involved, there was no feedback at all, and it could not be discarded or transferred. It seemed to identify the person who opened it.

Taking a deep breath, Krens grasped the metal handle and turned it gently. He stepped into the room. The first thing that caught his eye was the ancient books on the desk that were turning by themselves.

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Chapter completed!