"How did you do it?" Yvonne asked.

But Bellegarde did not answer her question, but manipulated her body and looked at everything around curiously. The decorations in the room were still the same, and Yvonne's body was sitting intact on the chair.

Everything in front of me seems to be no different from what I just now.

But Bellagher knew that the world had become different.

"Is it the creator you prayed for before?" Yvonne asked suddenly, "Did you believe in an evil god, or... an ancient god?"

"Is he who helped you deceive the internal defense of the Secret Realm?"

"No, not either." Bellegard replied distractedly while observing the decorations inside the house.

"It's a more advanced existence."

"An existence more advanced than the ancient god? Is it the same as the goddess of dawn?!" Yifengna's voice was full of shock.

This time, Bellergard did not answer, but stepped forward and pushed open the window next to Yvonne's body, and then her body froze.

The world outside the window is sunny, and the belated celebration day has become a carnival for all residents of Abetus, but at this time, the wide streets are empty.

Bellergard's face changed wildly, and she rushed out of the room quickly, walked through the long corridor, and went down the stairs.

The empty church was silent and there was no need to care about anything else. Bellegard ran all the way, and then rushed from the main entrance of the Radiant Church to the outside street.

"This..." She widened her eyes and looked at the familiar street buildings in front of her, as well as the vague building suspension bridge in the distance.

"This is impossible!" Bellergard's body flashed and appeared on the high wall not far away. Then he jumped a few times and came to the dome of the Cathedral of Glory.

Looking into the distance.

She saw an empty city.

"This is impossible!" Bellagher repeated in a daze, "You...you have you built another Abetus in this secret world?!"

Bellagher was very convinced that the city in front of him was exactly the same as Abetus in reality. Although the secret world was equivalent to another world, she could not imagine how the Oracle Church quietly built another city in the secret world while concealing everyone?

"Why? Why do you do this? Is it meaningful?" asked Baylor Gard.

"You got something wrong." Yvonne's voice rang.

"This city was not created by us."

"It grew out of itself." Yvonne said in a surprising way.

"No matter what changes happen in reality, it will be restored here, just like two sides in a mirror. I have asked Norrius about this question, but he told me that this is a secret that only the pope is qualified to know."

"It seems you don't know about this place, and what you said just now is a lie." Yvonne continued, "Why did you want to enter here?"

"To save someone."

"Who?"

"My teacher, First Bishop Lawrence."

"That crazy bishop? Isn't he dead?"

"The teacher once told me that only entering the seventh level can save him, so I was always looking for something that Louis stole from the head of the superior, and wanted to enter the seventh level through this method."

"But that guy is so terrible... Not only did I fail, but I also lost my body. I will never be able to enter the seventh level through normal means. If I want to help the teacher, I can only pray for a higher-level existence, even if I give everything for it."

As Bellagher said, he turned his head toward the glorious cathedral behind him.

"And about your ending, it's not a lie but a necessity, because Lawrence, like you, is a poor abandoned person."

"We're different!" Yvonne retorted, "Lawrence has lost control, so it must be cleaned up."

"How do you know he's out of control?" Baylor Gard sneered, "Maybe it won't take long to be the next person out of control."

"I admit that the teacher's mental state has always been very unstable. He seems to have lost a very important part of his personality, but he has been working hard to persevere for so many years until the secret has been exposed."

"Guess what happened next?" Baylorgaard snorted.

"He believed in all this, but what awaited him was not the so-called healing, but bloody suppression and recovery!"

Baylor Gard's voice was full of mockery, "Dear Yvonne, although they are also bishops, do you think there is anything comparable to Lawrence?"

"No." Yvonne replied, she still had this self-knowledge, not only a difference in strength, but also a reputation and prestige.

"So, how could you think your ending will be better than Lawrence?"

"You have to know that Yvonne, there is no waste in the oracle church."

Yvonne was silent until a long time later, her mental shock was shocked and her voice was conveyed again.

"I know a place where you might find something related to Lawrence."

"Where is it?!" Bailegarde asked anxiously.

“In the dome of the Cathedral of Glory, in front of the red door at the top of the spiral staircase.”

"So it's there!" Bellergard accelerated his pace and walked through the church's hall into the outer corridor.

"I must remind you that the place is weird. After the Red Gate, there may be a real secret of this secret world. It is a place I have never been to before, and it is very dangerous."

Bellergard had a firm look at him and did not answer. In fact, she chose to enter the secret world at this time, so she did not intend to leave alive.

In the long corridor, huge portraits were hung on the walls on both sides. As Bellergard passed by, the atmosphere in the passage suddenly became strange. The characters drawn on the portrait seemed to have life. They turned their heads and bent down from the photo frame and stared at Bellergard with cold eyes.

Every time you go a long way forward, the pressure on Bellergard will continue to rise.

Bang bang bang bang.

The photo frame vibrated, and the person inside seemed to break free from the constraints and appeared in front of Bellegard.

This road was the first time Montana came to the Cathedral of Glory to learn about the cloister of characters that the church walked through in the glorious history of Abetus.

"Go away!" Yvonne's voice suddenly sounded, and she urged urgently.

Thorn!

At this moment, the picture frame at the entrance of the corridor suddenly broke, and a middle-aged man wearing knight's armor and a triangular helmet broke free from his restraints and appeared in the corridor.

In a hurry, Bellergard turned around and swept over.

Bang!

Bang!

More and more portraits fell, strange whispers echoed in the corridor, and Bellergard felt his eardrums swollen, and in a trance the entire corridor seemed to be alive.

At this time, she finally struggled to pass through the corridor and arrived in front of the spiral stairs.

"Quickly, they are here!"

Baylor Garder ran wildly, and the pressure in the air was as solid as the essence, which made every step she took particularly heavy. Her body expanded and her muscles mutated. Baylor Garder burst out with all her strength and finally arrived at the end of the spiral staircase.

Soaked in sweat, my head raised, and on the wall at the end of the spiral staircase, Bellergard saw a huge portrait of a waiting body.

In the portrait, a handsome middle-aged man wearing a golden crown and looking holy, who died after being rumored to be out of control...
Chapter completed!