Chapter 1061 The Box of Sorrow is Successfully Made
The sky curtain continued, and the escape method of the two Black Cult Exorcists was somewhat beyond Feiduan's expectations.
The exorcist who is not good at close combat and uses a hammer should theoretically have abilities of four attributes, and the equipment-type holiness must be very special.
The holy predecessor that Rabbi possesses must not be an ordinary devil fruit. It is very likely a mythical beast fruit, otherwise it would not have so many attribute abilities.
"It's so boring. Will no one come if the exorcist is driven away?"
Feidan looked at the messy church square. This was all the masterpiece he created with his Blood Escape. Now he was the only living person outside the church.
After the two exorcists escaped, the battle caused such a big commotion, but none of the forces hiding in the dark showed up. It is really patient of them to have been able to endure until now.
Time passed slowly minute by minute, and the surroundings were as quiet as if shrouded by an invisible curtain. Only the monotonous ticking sound of the second hand echoed stubbornly in the silent air.
Finally, the hands pointed precisely to twelve o'clock in the morning, and the bells outside the church rang loudly, breaking the long silence.
The sound of the bell was powerful and deep, as if it had accumulated strength for thousands of years, spreading to the entire kingdom in waves.
Each sound is like a call from ancient times, carrying a mysterious and solemn atmosphere, reminding every resident of the Kingdom of Lulucia.
The people of the kingdom, whether they were in the luxurious bedrooms of the palace or in the simple huts of the common people, were gently touched by the sound of the bell in their dreams.
Some frowned slightly, as if pondering the deep meaning of the bell in a dream, while others smiled slightly, as if they found warm comfort in the bell.
This bell, like a messenger of fate, quietly leaves an indelible mark in everyone's heart, heralding a new day, a moment full of unknowns and possibilities, has arrived.
"Time has not been sucked away again"!
Uchiha Shisui remembered clearly that if the clock struck twelve in the morning, the time of everyone in the kingdom would be sucked away.
The vision that appeared last night did not appear today. It is obvious that there is something fishy going on. The Heaven Cult is not as simple as one might imagine.
"It looks like the situation has gotten more serious, I hope it's not too late"
Gu Yina now only feels that the situation has become serious, but has not yet reached the point where it is out of control. Time continues to flow, which is a good thing for ordinary people.
Miranda opened her eyes in her ancestral home. She had no memory of hearing this before, because every twelve o'clock she would suddenly fall into a deep sleep, and wake up the next day retaining the memory of the previous day.
"Has my time been restored?"
Miranda sat up from the bed and walked barefoot to the balcony, feeling the quiet night air and the new changes in the outside world coming into view.
There are always some powerful people in the country who enjoy a nightlife. They don't care about energy. They will light kerosene lamps day or night, and candles will not be extinguished all day long.
The woman pricked up her ears and could hear the noise coming from the palace. It was the sound of slaves working at night, which continued intermittently.
"My second day is finally here"!
Miranda realized this fact and began to jump wildly on the balcony to express her happiness. She was almost driven crazy by the same day, or she had already gone crazy.
The repetitive day finally passed and a new day was about to come. Miranda had to face a brand new life, but the smile on her face soon disappeared.
Thinking of the debt she owed to the loan shark, the woman didn’t know if she could keep her ancestral home, and where would she sleep if she didn’t have a house.
Do I have to sell my body and flesh in exchange for money to keep my house?
Miranda was a little too optimistic. Her looks and temperament did not make her a great beauty. Even if she was engaged in the sex trade, she would probably be the cheapest one, barely enough to sustain her three meals a day, and she would not be able to save any money at all.
All the changes came from within the Church of Heaven. In the clock control room where Miranda had been before, Father Pucci was holding an object with an excited look on his face.
"Is this the legendary Box of Sorrow? What a beautiful thing."
The priest held the newly made Box of Sorrow in his hands devoutly. His expression was solemn, and he suddenly regretted making it.
The box is not big, but it is engraved with dense runes all over. The rune lines are twisted and winding, and they appear and disappear in the light and shadow as if they have life, exuding a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
The surface of the box is rough and has an old texture, and every texture seems to tell an unknown past.
Even though it was just made, it is supposed to be a new object and does not have the charm of old objects that comes with the passage of time.
No one could have imagined that this exquisite mechanical metal box was actually the key to hell. Father Pucci hesitated for a moment as to whether to proceed to the next step.
"Can the Box of Sorrow really open hell?" Father Pucci turned to ask the creator. He wanted to get the answer from von Hohenheim.
As the most powerful alchemist in the world today, he is confident in his craft, "If the legend is true, you have the key to hell in your hand, and no one else in the world can make it except me."
Although von Hohenheim's face did not show any emotion, he could not hide the pride in his tone. The opportunity to create the Box of Sorrow was extremely important to his encouragement.
He also has to devote himself to a greater cause. Making the Box of Sorrow is just a practice. The Cult of the Evil God has a grand project that has been going on for hundreds of years and is in the final stages of completion on the Red Earth Continent.
Von Hohenheim asked Father Pucci for a room; he needed to go to bed and rest, or he was about to die.
The recent continuous work has severely damaged his spirit. It is a miracle that his body can hold on until now. Von Hohenheim just wants to have a good sleep.
The priest called a priest and arranged for von Hohenheim to go to a quiet room so that this talented man could have a rest for a while. Perhaps the Heavenly Church would have more use for him.
Father Pucci left the control room, holding the candlestick in one hand and the box of sorrow in the other. He was very conflicted.
He returned to his room and placed the Box of Sorrow on the table. It looked "ordinary" on the outside, but it determined the fate of the entire Kingdom of Lulucia.
The priest stroked the Box of Sorrow with his hand. He was thinking about the words of the mermaid Aaron. The evil smell on the other party made him extremely disgusted.
If hell really comes to the world, will the heaven that Father Pucci has always longed for really appear on earth to save the world?
Is it a false proposition that being closer to hell means being closer to heaven?
In order to get closer to heaven and finally reach heaven, Father Pucci has sacrificed countless people. Even the name of the Church of Heaven comes from heaven.
If heaven really does not exist, Father Pucci's spirit will collapse immediately and his faith will collapse in a moment.
Aaron, who is walking on the road, will definitely seize this opportunity. The evil cult has a chance to cause trouble.