Chapter 1582: Investigation _3 Chapter 1582: Investigation _3 At the center of the square was a huge statue about five meters tall, and it seemed to be stepping on something.
The statue was covered in a thick layer of dirt, and the cold wind in the forest even blew the leaves on the ground and made it impossible to see the statue's original shadow.
In the distance was the church that was supposed to be Holy, but now the church was leaning against the mountain wall, almost blending in with the black shadow, and was shrouded in black fog. Not only did it not bring people peace of mind, but it also gave people a somewhat gloomy and cold feeling because of the desolation.
“FeNO, go and take a look around.” The moment the cultivator saw the statue, his eyes were filled with excitement, but in the end, it turned into vigilance. He looked around and ordered.
The elves were agile and quick to react, so he was the best Scout.
The place was extremely quiet. The cultivator's voice seemed to be amplified several times, bringing the deathly silent atmosphere to 'life'.
A gust of cold wind blew from behind, and the leaves on the ground were lifted. Like layers of black tides, they rustled and surged in the direction of the church.
The frozen black mist in the air was also 'disturbed' and rolled up by the wind, stacking even thicker, like a thick black cloud before a storm, almost completely blocking the faint light from the magic lamp that had just been lit below the village.
“Alright,” he said.
The elf replied and quickly rushed into the black mist, disappearing in a few flashes.
“Let's go and take a look too.” The cultivator composed himself. He was talking to Arthur. The swordsman at the front silently raised his sword and continued walking.
As they entered the square, the surroundings became even quieter. They could not even hear the voices of the survivors who were temporarily waiting below the village.
Song qingxiao could sense that the dark aura here was even stronger than in the village.
The faint corpse Qi was mixed with the thick Yin Qi. The Qi here was suitable for raising corpses. If there were dead people in the church and the bodies were not dealt with in time, the bodies would probably change.
These auras intensified the dark air here, forming a kind of mental suppression, trying to 'trap' the four people who had broken into the church.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
The cultivators and swordsmen walked to the center of the square and stopped in front of the tall statue.
“It's a statue of a Sage.” There was a fanatical look in the cultivator's eyes. He didn't even care about the robe he was wearing. He rolled up his sleeves and wiped the base of the statue.
This place was located in the dense forest, and the water-type spiritual energy was rich. The dust on the statue seemed to be moist. With a wipe, the dust on the statue was immediately wiped away, revealing a pure white jade color.
The statue was actually carved out of white jade, but it was covered in dust, completely blocking its original color.
There seemed to be a sculpture of a crawling Dragon under its feet, and it stepped on it. This should be a tribute to the merit of Saint RI for killing the evil Dragon.
From below, the statue's head was half-lowered. It was supposed to be carved with a smile that made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze, but because it was covered in dust, the smile looked a little distorted, like the magic pumpkin lamp hanging at the village entrance.
The weak light from the fluorescent green Magic lamp was blocked by the black fog, and when it reached the church, it seemed even dimmer.
When song qingxiao looked up, she saw the faint light shining on the statue's face. The statue's eyes seemed to turn with the faint light, making the statue look alive. It looked back at her.
Her divine sense had also caught a faint mental fluctuation. Her eyes narrowed, but before she could find out what was going on, she heard an aura rapidly approaching the three of them.
The elves that the cultivators had sent out earlier had returned.
From below, the statue's head was half-lowered. It was supposed to be carved with a smile that made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze, but because it was covered in dust, the smile looked a little distorted, like the magic pumpkin lamp hanging at the village entrance.
The weak light from the fluorescent green Magic lamp was blocked by the black fog, and when it reached the church, it seemed even dimmer.
When song qingxiao looked up, she saw the faint light shining on the statue's face. The statue's eyes seemed to turn with the faint light, making the statue look alive. It looked back at her.
Her divine sense had also caught a faint mental fluctuation. Her eyes narrowed, but before she could find out what was going on, she heard an aura rapidly approaching the three of them.
The elves that the cultivators had sent out earlier had returned.
Chapter end
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