Chapter 305: Chapter 161: No Discussion! _2
"For example, being overly obsessed with something, or suddenly feeling that the attitude of people around you has changed abnormally."
"Perhaps you might consider coming to the church for a few prayers. The goddess will guide the lost."
"Thank you." Xia Nan nodded slightly, politely declining, "Praise the Silver Lady."
He clearly understood what the other party meant.
It’s nothing but suspicion that he might have some psychological issue, leading to a misjudgment about the wood carving itself.
In response, Xia Nan felt he was very normal.
Even coming from a modern peaceful society, where not even gunfights or brawls occurred, the only fights he had were two inconsequential arguments during school days.
But after the crossing, he seemed to have adapted quite well.
In over a hundred days, not to say he became a seasoned professional adventurer, but at least he obtained a Professional Level and learned many related skills.
His performance in Mist Forest gradually became seasoned from initially being inexperienced.
There was certainly pressure, but once thoroughly familiar, compared to the past when facing unemployment threats and staying up all night working overtime, it hasn’t exceeded much.
Perhaps it was also because he was living another life?
As for mental health...
Xia Nan felt his mind was very healthy.
The vague information on the attribute panel also hinted that the [Sheep Deer Statue] indeed had issues and wasn’t a misjudgment.
But since the Priest said so, he didn’t plan to argue.
No problem is best, if problems arise... he has already been warned.
"Well, although it’s probably just a false alarm, it can’t be ruled out that there’s indeed a deeply hidden evil object."
Priest Isidor turned and walked towards the central altar at the back of the church.
"To be safe, it’s better to bathe once in the goddess’s light. Under the Holy Light, evil can’t hide."
"I suppose this way, you might feel more at ease."
Upon hearing this, the already silent scene became even quieter.
Jeff and the others did not whisper but instead closed their mouths, lowering their heads devoutly.
The Priest stood at the altar, slightly lowering his eyelids, crossing his hands lightly placed over the Holy Emblem on his chest.
Lips moving, chanting prayers.
Buzz—
Visibly, under the moonlight on the dome, the originally gently moving specks of silver light suddenly fluctuated.
Reflecting with the moonlight, it emitted a bright and splendid glow.
Like being stirred by some invisible force, it turned into a silver light stream, rushing towards everyone.
A sudden flash of light crossed the mind.
Xia Nan gazed at the countless light specks in the air ahead, deep in his eyes, a faint gray light suddenly flashed.
— [Heart-drawing Vision]
In an instant, the entire world lost its original colors, leaving only a realm of the most essential black and white.
The Priest’s swinging sleeves, the slightly swaying candle flames, even the nun’s silently moving lips aside...
Dense gravity ripples intersected and collided like water ripples.
And where Xia Nan focused his attention, those silver light points gathered under the effect of Divine Arts, ostensibly non-substantial imaginary objects, yet in his field of vision, they emitted fine ripples.
Different from other objects, the silver light’s ripples in time and space unexpectedly matched each other invisibly, forming an odd pattern that combined countless light specks into a huge and unclear...
"Hiss!"
Xia Nan suddenly felt a twitch at the back of his head, dizziness mixed with intense pain surged.
[Heart-drawing Vision] was forcibly interrupted.
Colors once again filled the world.
Meanwhile, familiar translucent text floated before his eyes.
"Skill Level +1"
"[Gravity Control] Level 1: (3/100)"
"..."
Sudden realization arose in his heart.
Not letting himself think further, in the next second, the mist-like silver light brushed across his cheek.
An inexplicable cool stream seeped into the skin, wrapping the spirit, nourishing his vigorous body, and slightly weary mind.
In a blink of an eye, the spiritual power consumed by using [Heart-drawing Vision] was replenished and refilled.
Deep breath.
Xia Nan stood still, gazing ahead.
There, on the flawless white altar, the Priest clad in a silver-edged white robe stood quietly, backed by a large stained glass window.
Silver strands of hair moved without wind, seemingly blending with the moonlight falling on his shoulders.
...
...
Night deepened.
Saw Xia Nan and his companions out of the church.
Priest Isidor walked alone in the spacious corridors of the inner hall.
Quiet and cold moonlight fell on his face, showing no trace of fatigue.
A simple purification Divine Skill, for someone whose Professional Level was close to Transcendent, was no more laborious than reciting the main deity’s doctrine once.
And the Rule Domain controlled by what he believed in, [Moon Maiden] Serenne, also allowed these clergy members to maintain abundant vitality at night.
To some extent, for Isidor, the bright moonlit night felt more relaxing and exciting than a bright day.
"Knock, knock, knock."
He did not return to his own room.
He came to a guest room used within the church and gently knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A calm male voice came from inside.
Turning the handle, Isidor opened the door.
Appearing in view was a man with an elegant face, wearing an indigo linen long robe, whose exact age couldn’t be discerned.
At this moment, he was sitting with crossed legs, in an extremely relaxed posture, reclining on a luxurious chaise longue padded with goose down, which shouldn’t have been in this church.
A simple wooden magic wand leaned against the corner aside, and he held a hardcover book in hand, thicker than a brick.
Vaguely, the cover bore a fancy intricate signature with restored elf language written in gilded:
"Silver Leafs and Unicorn Mane, The Detailed Explanation of Wood Elf Classical Carving Techniques"
"Back?"
Cornell didn’t raise his head, leisurely flipping through the book in his hands.
"Yes." With a slight nod, Isidor poured himself a cup of hot tea and sat opposite the Mage, "Some citizens scared by rumors."
"Rumors? About the missing Spore Druid?"
"How could it be, with that one chasing him, I doubt he would return." The Priest shook his head, answering.
"They think the wood carving is the creation of an Evil God."
"Oh?" Cornell raised his eyebrows slightly and snapped his fingers.
The ring on his fingertip flashed silver.
The next moment, a sheep-deer-like upright humanoid statue appeared in his hand.
Examining it closely for a few seconds, yet unable to perceive anything.
"Ugly is ugly, but ’Evil Object’... shouldn’t be, right."
"Of course not!" Priest Isidor snatched the wood carving away, replying with displeasure, "I don’t believe any Evil God can hide so well under the goddess’s nose."
"Why so stingy, after all these years of friendship, lend me it for observation a couple of days, you get nothing lost."
Looking helplessly at the Priest who retrieved the wood carving, Cornell shrugged.
Just mentioning casually, he originally didn’t take it seriously.
As the Priest said.
Neum’s Moon God Church, although far inferior to Deepwater City’s "Moon Mansion," is still a large church overseeing the area, frequently watched by the goddess.
This statue has been popular in Neum for many days, if there were really any problem, the goddess would have long issued a divine decree for processing, it’s impossible not to know.
Furthermore, he didn’t perceive any Magic Particles’ fluctuation from the statue, not even qualifying as an Enchanted Item.
Nothing to worry about.
It’s certainly impossible for all to be like the "Gravity Device" in the goblin nest, possessing rare characteristics of independent operation without Magic Particles.
Just an ordinary carved item.
His luck never had been that good.
"Have the materials for the Resurrection ritual been prepared? Not many days left for the Moon Feast."
"Of course." Cornell lightly patted his pocket with the hand wearing the Iron Ring, "Enough to live twice."
"But to be honest, name a price, this wooden carving my mentor might really like, once we return to Huancai City, whatever you want I can retrieve."
"No deal!"