Chapter 1243: Chapter 1229: The Talking Door
Judging from Lovka’s expression, this thing is indeed somewhat terrifying.
An ability from the inside out.
This is the hardest to defend against.
"Leave this to the Mechanical Church’s mechanicians to handle, it should be relatively simple, right?" At this moment, Baiyu suddenly said.
Lovka and Joel were a bit surprised.
However.
Considering that Baiyu had just arrived at the Sea of Myriad Islands and might not be familiar with the situation here, Joel still explained: "Indeed, the mechanicians and mechanical law enforcers of the Mechanical Church have an advantage in handling these kinds of problems.
But this is the Sea of Myriad Islands.
The islands occupied by the Mechanical Church are not here, and generally, any extraordinary event within each church’s sphere of influence is dealt with by the church itself.
Unless there truly is no other way.
Then they would request assistance from other churches.
Generally speaking, churches do not request intervention from other churches; it would be a hassle, and furthermore, this issue arose from the Blood Blade Church."
In essence.
In the Sea of Myriad Islands, all churches are in competition, and if there is an internal issue, it must be solved internally.
Moreover, calling for help from other churches.
Not only would it be costly, but there would also be the risk of leaking internal church secrets. After all, things like Sealing Objects are confidential to each church.
Baiyu was informed, realizing his unfamiliarity with the style of the Sea of Myriad Islands, and he refrained from speaking, instead focusing on how Lovka and Joel resolved the problem.
In reality.
Obviously, the Star Realm Army and the Sea of Myriad Islands alliance are absolutely capable of solving the problem here, and they should have devised a mature plan.
But the reason they waited for Baiyu to arrive before taking action was, first, to give face to the Scarred Church, and second, if something went wrong, Scarred Church personnel would be present to witness.
Otherwise.
If an unexpected situation arose, and Scarred Church members weren’t around, they wouldn’t have anyone to hold accountable.
And as Baiyu suspected.
Lovka calmly walked along the road covered in blood vines, moving forward without care for the surroundings.
And the people behind him closely followed on both sides.
The group reached the front of the door.
The church’s door was originally a dark color, seemingly crafted from a special type of metal, giving it a hefty texture.
However, once the Seed of Blood bloomed.
The door evidently became very... sinister.
Blood-like vines crawled all over the door, each vine crimson like blood vessels, covering the door.
Within these vines.
There were pulsating flesh tumors.
And at the center of the door, an eye was growing.
As the crowd approached.
The eye suddenly blinked, and the door spoke: "Run away, this monster has started evolving, it’s devoured all of us, if you go in and get eaten, then you’re done for!"
The monstrous door was speaking.
Its tone was agitated.
Moreover, it was advising the crowd to leave quickly from a human perspective.
But evidently.
This monstrous door was likely fused with humans, as the power of the Seed of Blood created a door creature.
"Who are you?"
Baiyu asked solemnly.
"Who...who am I?" The eye on the door blinked, seemingly pondering the question, then suddenly shouted loudly: "I am the Bishop of the Blood Blade Church, Luofu, I am Bishop Luofu.
Hurry and save me.
I can still be saved, I still have consciousness.
Hurry and save me, I know how to solve the problem of the Seed of Blood!"
Luofu’s loud, chaotic voice echoed in everyone’s ears; his thoughts were completely disordered, and even his memory and consciousness might have been entirely distorted.
Baiyu was silent for a moment.
Whether ordinary people or powerful bishops like those from the Scarred Church, before these extraordinary objects, they have no power to resist.
Humans...from the very start until now.
Even if stepping onto the path of cultivation, the path of the extraordinary, in this vast universe, before countless mysterious forces, they are still weak.
Perhaps only by becoming a Divine Spirit.
Can they master their own destiny.
"You are already dead, no, you are now in a fate worse than death, because you have been influenced by the Seed of Blood, transforming into a monster.
Tell us the weakness of the Seed of Blood.
We can help avenge you.
Surely you wouldn’t want more people to be killed by the Seed of Blood? The Scars will protect you, granting you peace for your soul."
As Baiyu finished speaking.
The eye on the black door blinked, seemingly accepting the fact of its mutation and complete death.
After a while.
The door sighed: "So... so I’m already dead, I didn’t expect that I would actually die.
You are here to resolve the matter concerning the Seed of Blood?
Hahaha, why should I tell you anything, go die, die, perish with me!
I’ve died, what meaning is there for you to live?"
The monstrous door roared angrily, clearly emotionally shattered and twisted, becoming a monster.
Lovka’s brow furrowed.
Nearby, Joel was also secretly keeping guard, fearing certain mutations might cause unforeseeable risks.
However, at this moment.
Baiyu’s hand split open a wound, and a terrifying force filled with deadly intent struck out, riveting directly onto the door.
The entire black door instantly shattered into countless fragments, scattering across the ground.
The blood-like vines also fragmented into small segments, scattered on the ground, losing all vitality.
Amid the pool of blood.
Baiyu shook his arm, silently performed a prayer gesture of the Scarred Church: "May your soul rest in peace, may the Scars grant you true revelation."
This is the blessing of the Scarred Church for the deceased.
However.
Lovka and Joel hadn’t expected Baiyu to violently erupt and directly blast open the door.
This...
Is truly the style of the Scarred Church.
So simple, so violent.
"Let’s move forward; with Bishop Geman’s help, we can definitely successfully solve the Seed of Blood."
Lovka urged the crowd to continue forward.
Inside the church.
On both sides were black wooden long benches, in the middle was a bulletin platform, and behind it was a giant mural.
Depicted above.
Were the great deeds of the Scar God leading humanity out of the Dark Era.
However.
This mural had already been stained with blood, losing its earlier colors.
And on the church ceiling.
Countless blood threads were woven together to form thick ropes, hanging numerous corpses.
These corpses were all members of the Scarred Church.
Each of them wore the Divine Robe of the Scarred Church, yet they hung like mummified bodies at the top of the church, their faces frozen in fear from their moments before death.
The crowd cautiously observed the surroundings.
The Seed of Blood’s real body is just a seed the size of a nut, blood-red, and it is said to contain a drop of mythical creature’s blood.
In such a large church.
Finding something so small is still quite difficult.
