Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 103 The Sword of Compassion
Andre turned his head to look at the crowd, nodded to them and then took a deep breath, putting his hands on the iron gate.

With his eyes closed, a faint holy light emerged from his hands and printed on the gate.

The light flowed slowly along the lines of the gate until it completely outlined the outlines of the statues on both sides.

The statue of the girl holding the blade waved down the hand holding the blade.

The old woman holding the lantern slightly raised the lantern in her hand, and a faint golden light shone from the lantern.

Under the flowing light of the holy light, the two statues moved slightly.

Andre opened his eyes, exerted his strength with his hands, and with the sound of creaking, a gap was opened in the middle of the closed door, and it slowly opened to both sides with the push.

The empty darkness was revealed in front of everyone, and a gust of cold wind mixed with a dull smell wafted out.

"Wait a minute, this cold wind..."

As soon as Alka felt the cold wind, that familiar feeling came over his face, and he turned his head to look at Jamie and Jason behind him.

Both of them nodded involuntarily.

Andre looked at Alka and asked, "What's the matter, is there something wrong with this cold wind?"

"When we won the crown of wheat laurel before, the priest who turned into an evil spirit gave people the feeling of this severe chill."

Although the Dark Realm is forever shrouded in darkness, it feels a bit cold at most, and there will be no chill like the winter blowing over.

This is a very obvious difference.

Hearing Alka's words, Andre nodded, and everyone knew what he wanted to express.

Various means to target the undead emerged one after another.

There are already golden lines lit up on the knuckles, and the same is true for Xia Daiti's bandage.

The wheat laurel wreath on Jason's head shrouded everyone's feet with a faint golden halo.

This wheat laurel has such a function?Alka didn't understand either, maybe it might be Jason's own ability, but it was only magnified by the crown of wheat ears.

The magic lantern that Alka found before floated in front of them under Alka's control.

A mirror made by Alka appeared around the lantern, and the angle was controlled.

Reflecting the light, it saved Alka's magic power a little, and it was more convenient.

Following behind Andre, he walked in slowly.

The place directly opposite the gate is a wide aisle, and the original carpet on the aisle has long been blackened and damaged.

Its original color is no longer visible.

As the light illuminates, the long chairs on both sides of the road are also revealed. The chairs are made of wood and some stones.

It is also engraved with patterns representing the Virgin Mary, which is carefully designed at first glance.

But now it is already covered with weeds that do not know when they climbed up, and the wood of some seats has already festered and stinks.

Alka looked around as he moved forward.

No cobwebs, no insects.

It was exactly the same as the chapel they had explored before.

It stands to reason that such a closed building has already been covered with spider webs and various insects living in the dark.

Except for various decorations and furniture that have been damaged over time, other places appear to be relatively clean.

Everyone was vigilant like this, and came to the innermost part of the prayer hall along the wide aisle.

A statue of the Virgin stands in front of them again.

This statue is much smaller than the one on the outside, but it is more finely carved. Below her, the sacred meaning is blowing.

Even the surroundings of the statue are already covered with real ears of wheat. Although these ears of wheat seem to be dead, if you don't look carefully, you may think that they have withered long ago.

"Can the ears of wheat survive in such an environment?" Looking at the golden ears of wheat, Alka couldn't help asking.

This is too anti-common sense and anti-natural. Even if these ears of wheat look like they are about to wither, you must know that this place has been closed for 400 years.

Andrei looked at the ears of wheat, and at the aisle they walked along.

He also noticed something wrong inside the church, frowned and said, "Be careful, something is alive and maintaining the church."

The strongest evidence is these ears of wheat.

"The ear of wheat can survive and grow because someone still provides faith in the church. Every cathedral and the ear of wheat under the statue of the Virgin show the faith of the people."

His explanation was mainly for Alka and Jason. Jason belonged to the church who joined the church halfway, and Alka was born to be a member of the church, but he didn't know much about the church.

"Alka is very dangerous here, something is watching us."

Lucilia's voice entered Arka's ears.

Hearing this, Alka couldn't help turning around, looking around.

At this time, Andre's voice was heard: "Be careful, I feel an unknown sight."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help becoming vigilant, Alka had already raised the gun in his hand.

The mirrors around the lantern also followed Alka's control, reflecting the light to the surroundings, and carefully searched the surroundings.

However, nothing unusual was seen.

But even though Andre said so, he just stayed in place for a while, looked around vigilantly, and then waved his hand to signal everyone to move on.

Following Andre, he came to the door next to him, and walked to the back space from the side passage.

"Let's go to the growth hall, where the sacred artifact should be placed." Andre said.

For such a large church, the prayer hall in front is just the most basic facility of every church.

It is used to receive believers who come to the church to pray every day, and to receive their donations.

All kinds of simple daily activities are carried out here, and it is also the most frequent place for residents in a city.

There are countless rooms in the back, which are used for the rest of the clergy or other purposes.

Passing through the confession room, the unknown eyes still stayed on them and did not shift.

However, only Andre and Lucilia, who are also souls, could feel it, but no one launched an attack.

In this way, everyone remained vigilant and came to the growth hall behind.

According to Alka's understanding, every cathedral should have such a hall.

It is generally used for the baptism of newborn babies and a place to pray for their blessings.

Once here, the place where the light shines is full of various mural sculptures, as if telling some deeds.

There is a wall that should tell the history of the establishment of this church.

Alka saw a blue silhouette standing in the distance.

As soon as Andre came in, he cast his gaze in that direction.

Alka gathered the light, forming a beam of light to search the past.

It was a cylindrical stone platform, and the stone platform was well protected, with no signs of damage or passage of time at all.

The gold edging and various sculpture decoration lines on it are very perfect, brand new and unusual.

An upright sword blade just stayed on it steadily, without knowing how it stood up.

The hilt and the blade have the same silver color, the handle has a spiral pattern, and the guard is like a wheat ear that curls up to both sides.

The blade is slender, but it doesn't give people a very sharp feeling. It is obviously a double-edged one-handed sword, but it gives people the feeling of a stabbing sword.

Blue outlines surround it, of course, this is only in Alka's field of vision.

There is no doubt that this is the purpose of their trip.

The sword of mercy.

The cold wind howled, and the biting cold suddenly appeared in the hall, surrounding everyone.

Familiar feelings imprinted in my mind.

Alka knew that the being who had been staring at them was about to appear.

"Get out of here, disrespectful!"

A hoarse and penetrating voice came, and a dark green figure appeared not far in front of everyone.

Standing in front of the stone platform with the sword of compassion.

This evil spirit was obviously different from what Alka and the others had met before. It appeared as an old man with a gray beard hanging down to his chest.

On his head is a laurel wreath of metallic wheat ears that signify his status, and behind him is a tapered cloak that falls to his hips.

The color of the clothes cannot be discerned because of the soul body, and he holds a scepter of equal height in one hand.

This is precisely a regional archbishop of the Church of Our Lady.

That's what Xia Daiti said in his ear.

Andre looked at the figure of the evil spirit, and opened his mouth to communicate: "We are not disrespectful, we are members of the church, and we are here to retrieve the holy vessel for the church."

However, the evil spirit just stared at them, opened his mouth, and continued to repeat: "Get out of here, or you will suffer holy punishment!"

"Leave!" "Get out!" "Don't desecrate the holy place!" "..."

One voice after another came.

The souls of one evil spirit after another appeared around them.

Everyone stood up back to back in an instant, vigilant about their surroundings.

Not just one, but a group.

Doesn't this mean that all those who touched it in the church turned into evil spirits?
There are priests who wear the same robes, but the souls of the priests have different changes.

It can also be seen that a priest is not much different from an ordinary soul, at most, the clothes look a little tattered.

The bad one was exactly the same as the evil spirit Alka and the others met on the last island, its limbs had already been alienated, and it could only make a hoarse roar.

In addition, there are knights in heavy armor, but there is not much difference between them.

Wearing knight armor all over, holding a two-handed sword in his hand, guarding both sides with a very serious posture.

Andre looked at the evil spirits emerging around him, and their expressions that seemed completely incapable of thinking.

Can not help but sigh.

It seems that there is only one way to get back the Sword of Mercy.

Slowly clenching the fingers with both hands, the golden lines on the tiger began to emit a faint light.

"Everyone, let these believers of the Holy Mother return to the soul realm."

After the words fell, the whole person flew out like a cannonball with a loud noise and hit the archbishop in front.

Seeing Andre's action, the rest of them shot instantly.

Those evil spirits let out terrifying screams in an instant, and thick dark green mist emerged from their bodies, even mixed with a trace of red light.

The sudden screams made Alka stunned immediately. These sounds were extremely piercing, with a touch of magic, stimulating his spirit.

The locker who was originally raised and aimed at the enemy shook.

"Silence!"

Vanessa stood in the middle and roared, her fingers stretched out to the sky.

The semi-circular transparent wave swept to the side, and as the wave swept across Alka, the sound from the outside disappeared in an instant.

It was as if the ears were deaf, unable to hear the slightest sound.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to recover his mind, Alka pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Spreading bullets with holy flames flew forward.

The bullets pierced through these evil spirits, and some bishops couldn't help showing painful expressions, but Alka couldn't hear their roars.

Only those knight-like evil spirits continued to rush towards them as if ignoring the pain, without being affected in the slightest.

And disappeared on the way to attack, disappearing from their sight.

(End of this chapter)