Chapter 1583: Black Crow (1) Chapter 1583: Black Crow (1) “What?” Song qingxiao's words shocked the three of them, and they turned to look at her in unison.
She seemed to be very interested in the Holy statues that could be seen everywhere in the Federation. Even though three people were staring at her, they did not look away.
the grave here was just buried not long ago. Before that, something terrible must have happened here, causing panic among the people in the village.
Fernando said that he was buried in the cemetery for about a year-” the swordsman frowned, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by song Qing's small voice.
“Not more than a year, not a year.”
Song qingxiao corrected the swordsman.
“Don't forget, the dark aura can speed up the corrosion of all items.”
The reason why the elves saw that the grave had been buried less than a year ago was most likely due to the environmental influence of this place. The newly buried grave was rapidly corroded by the darkness, so it looked like it had been buried for some time.
Compared to the three Saints who had lived for hundreds of years, she shouldn't have been the one to speak here, no matter her age or status.
However, at this moment, her tone was neither fast nor slow. Her expression was calm, her eyes were cold and calm, and she had a strong aura that made people involuntarily listen to her words. This made them subconsciously ignore her identity as a 'newcomer'.
there's no tombstone. Maybe it's because time is too tight and I didn't have time to make it.
After she said this, she coldly pointed out, ”
“Or maybe it's because too many people died suddenly, and the craftsmen couldn't catch up.”
The other possibility was that the craftsmen in the village who were rushing to make the stone steles had also died.
In short, according to her speculation, an accident had happened here not long ago, causing a large number of deaths in the village in a short time.
Something must have happened to these dead people before or after they died, so the villagers were very uneasy.
If they were devout believers of the church, fanatical followers of the sage of the glorious sun, then after encountering something, they tried to use the power of the church to suppress it. It was very easy to understand why there was a grave behind the church, which the three Saints thought was very sacred.
As for what had happened, she didn't need to say anything more. The cultivators had already vaguely guessed.
The village was shrouded in a dark aura and had now become an abandoned village.
And what could suppress darkness was light.
The answer was obvious. The cultivator put down his hand on the statue dejectedly, and his eyes showed regret.
they've been attacked by an undead Army.
Song qingxiao didn't say anything else. She was still looking up at the statue, but as she released her consciousness, the spiritual fluctuation she had captured earlier had disappeared without a trace after the fairy returned.
The statue was still looking down at the Dragon, but when the dark green light shone on the statue's face, the statue's eyes had lost their previous creepy luster.
The three Holy disciples were all preoccupied and did not notice the change in song qingxiao's expression.
Even though they had a bad feeling before entering the village, they still held onto a faint hope.
But now, after hearing the news that there were more than ten new graves behind the church, their hope was shattered, and a heavy emotion weighed down on their hearts.
There was nothing more depressing for the Holy disciples than hearing that their devout believers were being persecuted by the undead Army.
sigh … the cultivator heaved a long sigh. let's go into the church and see if the villagers have left any other clues.
Song qingxiao did not comment. The elf and the swordsman both nodded.
After guessing that there might have been an attack by the dark undead here, everyone's expression became a lot more nervous.
The three of them moved forward in a triangular formation, protecting song qingxiao in the middle.
Everyone moved closer to the church, and the structure of the church gradually became clear.
Although it was only a church in a small village in the misty forest, the church here was already being very careful.
The bottom of the building was made up of large stone bricks, and the higher it went, the smaller the bricks became.
The bricks of the entire building should be mainly beige-colored rocks, but the steps and arched doors were embedded with brick-red stones. The same-colored bricks were stacked on top of the door to form a window in the shape of a sun.
The three Holy disciples could even imagine that when this place was not shrouded in darkness, such a church in the village must have been simple and beautiful, able to bring peace of mind and happiness to the villagers.
Chapter end
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