Chapter 191 He is about to be lost

"So, you finally came here under the guidance of God."

Fari finally understood why the defensive array in the nest had not been triggered. After all, for a god, it was not a big deal to guide his beloved to bypass the defensive array set up by several young dragons.

The girl named Sana nodded.

She had always been very obedient, answering whatever Fari asked without hiding anything, and even told Fari everything about the rumors about the underground church.

This saved Fari a lot of trouble, and he quickly figured out what had happened to them.

Farri had a headache.

The current situation of the Sun God Cult is obviously abnormal, and there is already a crack in the faith among their believers. The two sides have completely different understandings of the Sun God, but they can still use divine arts.

Gods and believers will influence each other, and this kind of crack has obviously appeared in the body of the Sun God. The gaze cast on the girl in front of him seemed dull, which was not the same as the gaze of the gods recorded in the classics on Dragon Island.

In those scriptures, wherever God looks is His kingdom.

If the Sun God were in good condition, Farei's lair should now be filled with sunlight and all shadows would be dispelled.

But now, the gaze of the sun god only made the girl in front of him have a faint divine aura, and occasionally a little sunlight would flash, and then this sunlight turned into flames, but these were just phantoms and soon disappeared.

He seems to be in a state of confusion, so that His kingdom is in great turmoil and has no stable form.

"What else did your god say?"

Sana lowered her head, then glanced at the boy beside her. The boy didn't seem to notice what Sana meant.

"Ugh."

Farenchant sighed and uttered a syllable. Dragons are natural spellcasters. Dragon language itself contains power. Just one or two simple syllables can naturally draw out the power in the blood and cast spells.

The boy named Enji fell down and began to snore evenly. Sleep magic always worked well for these weak creatures.

"Go ahead, he can't hear you."

Sana looked at Fari with gratitude.

"It has been a long time since the gods have spoken clearly."

Fari frowned. This was not good news.

The gods' favorites are those who are closest to the gods' essence. They can more easily connect with their gods, and even without the assistance of rituals, they can communicate with their gods. The whispers that are difficult to distinguish among ordinary believers will become clear words in the ears of these favorites.

And now, even His favorites cannot hear His words clearly, which can only mean that the essence of the Sun God has begun to blur, and He is about to lose his self.

"It seems that this is also some kind of self-rescue method used by the Sun God?"

It seemed that the Sun God thought that dragging Fary in would help. Unfortunately, Fary just wanted to sleep. Even if the sky fell, he had to wait until he finished his sleep.

"There are empty houses in the abandoned goblin settlement down there, and there is food in the warehouse."

Fari walked to a pile of boxes. They were the goblins' last tribute. Safrina had not had time to put these things into the treasure room.

Fari grabbed a handful of gold coins from one of the boxes. Then, several golem cores took shape. Fari casually threw a few cores on the ground, and the soil spontaneously wrapped around them. Soon, four golems stood up.

"If you encounter goblins, they will agree to your request when they see these golems."

These golems were all above level 4. Regardless of whether the soldiers chasing Sana could find this village, even if they did, these golems could protect Sana and take her back to her lair. No matter what, Farui couldn't just leave a favorite of the gods alone.

The rest will be dealt with after I wake up.

Fari walked deeper into the lair, leaving Sana alone outside. Sana simply prayed, seeking guidance from her god.

But it seemed that his god did not respond to him, or His response was difficult to understand. Sana was at a loss for a while, and finally could only command the golem Enji, who had just woken up and was sleeping soundly, to muster up the courage to walk towards the abandoned settlement of the goblins below.

"Every time, he was able to dodge your attacks like a prophet, and suddenly disappeared completely."

The high priest was in the carriage reading the report from his men. The carrier pigeons hid in the corner of the carriage and did not dare to approach the high priest.

Even a carrier pigeon could sense that the high priest was in a bad mood. If it got close to him now, not only would it not get any corn kernels, it might even be subject to his wrath.

The high priest didn't say anything and just lit the letter in his hand.

"It looks like your men didn't accomplish your mission."

A faint voice came from the side. The high priest looked over and a figure who had been tortured and was almost out of human form appeared in his sight.

"Priest Carol, it seems that I was too gentle to you, which allowed you to still have the strength to speak."

The high priest shook his head, and the shackles made of divine light suddenly tightened, deeply embedded in the body of High Priest Carol.

The screams echoed in the carriage, but unfortunately all the sounds were eventually blocked by the specially designed carriage, and no sound could be heard outside the carriage.

"Don't try to get anything out of me."

Priest Carol pulled up a smile, he could feel his life gradually fading away.

"Come again, is that all you can do?"

He continued to try to provoke the high priest in front of him and make him continue to torture him in various ways.

"You are so naive. I didn't expect to get anything out of you through this interrogation."

The high priest's face regained its calm, and then he waved his hand, and a ray of divine light fell on High Priest Carol.

Under this light, the wounds on High Priest Carol's body began to heal.

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

The high priest sat back in his seat and looked at the high priest in front of him.

“It’s not that easy to let death take away all the secrets in you.”

Priest Carol tutted, his intention was seen through. He had been trying to anger the High Priest, hoping that the High Priest would adopt more radical interrogation methods. His physical condition was on the verge of collapse after many days of interrogation. If he took one more step forward, he would die during the interrogation.

But the church is not like those necromancers who can get information from the dead.

"I'm not interrogating you now. The real interrogation is in the cathedral."

The high priest took out a piece of letter paper, wrote down his latest orders, then called a carrier pigeon and tied the letter paper to its feet.

(End of this chapter)