Disaster Is Coming: Sequence Detective

In the Holy Light Cathedral, in Robin City, in an underground hall.

An old man in a white robe and a golden crown sat lazily on a holy white chair. His expression was majestic without anger, but the old age in his eyes could not be concealed, as if he was an old man who was about to die, covered with gray and turbidity.

After Xu Nian appeared in this place he had never been to, his mind was instinctively tense, and his attention was all on this old man, but soon, he was relieved, because he felt only death in this old man.

This kind of death is not felt by ordinary people, but as a pioneer of the Three Solutions, he can clearly sense that this old man has not much time left.

Inexplicably thinking of Yu Zigeng's words, he added a little more trust in his heart.

If his guess is correct, this person should be the Pope who is dying to extend the life of the goddess.

Sure enough, Yu Zigeng, who appeared at the same time, had a flash of sadness in his eyes after seeing the old man. He knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Xu Nian has been brought here."

"Well, you can go down!"

Accompanied by an old voice full of infinite fatigue, Yu Zigeng glanced at Xu Nian, bowed and retreated, until the door of the hall was gently closed, and the hall fell into silence.

The old man stared at Xu Nian in a daze, with inexplicable colors flashing in his eyes, with struggle, unwillingness, relief, and a faint sense of relief.

Xu Nian frowned, not knowing what the Pope meant.

"Xu Nian, as promised, I will send you to the Dreamland, but you must introduce Luo Feide to us when you come back. There is not much time left for humans."

Xu Nian nodded slightly and said calmly: "I promised, and I will never regret it."

"Okay."

The Pope didn't say anything more and waved to Xu Nian.

Xu Nian hesitated, but still walked over with caution in his heart and calm on the surface, about one meter away from the Pope.

The Pope's sacred white chair was located on the steps. Even if he was just sitting, Xu Nian still felt that he was looking down on him.

He forced himself to look away and looked directly at the other person, his heart like a pool of dead water.

"Come closer."

The Pope was still waving, and his voice was even weaker. The pale hand seemed to have just been taken out of the morgue, blue and white, with spots that made people feel cold.

Xu Nian's heart flashed a trace of doubt, but he didn't doubt anything. He walked over and walked in front of His Majesty the Pope.

The Pope stretched out his hand tremblingly, motioning Xu Nian to squat down.

Xu Nian hesitated slightly, but still did it.

The next moment, the Pope pressed his pale hand on Xu Nian's head.

Xu Nian's heart suddenly collapsed to the extreme. For a moment, he had the urge to take out the Chaos Sword and chop it up.

But in the end, the impulse was just an impulse.

After feeling that the other party did not do anything, he gradually relaxed.

"Don't be nervous, calm down, and feel the illusion of nothingness."

At this time, the weak voice of the Pope sounded in Xu Nian's mind.

Before Xu Nian had time to speak, he felt that the world in front of him changed, and then endless information and pictures kept flashing in his mind.

The doubts in his eyes all retreated, and turned into sudden enlightenment.

Mountains, heavy snow, cold wind.

Everything is so familiar and so natural.

It turned out that the entrance to the dreamland was there. Until he saw an illusory temple on the top of a mountain with biting cold wind, he gradually understood in his heart.

"Cough cough cough"

The picture suddenly interrupted, and blood flowed from the seven orifices of the Pope, and he coughed violently.

Xu Nian hurriedly said: "Are you okay?"

In any case, the old man in front of him was already in the sunset, lingering on, so there was no need for him to be so wary.

Moreover, the other party can transmit the memory of the Dreamland to him, which can only mean.

"Ahem, as you think, I am indeed a demigod with divine blood. My mother is human, and my father is Loben, the god of Sarnath."

"Ahem, don't be surprised. My ears, chin and other features that are different from humans have degenerated with the passage of life. Now I can still talk to you. It has reached my... ahem limit."

Xu Nian nodded silently: "How long can you hold on?"

A trace of bitterness flashed in the Pope's eyes: "It's not how long I can hold on, but how long the goddess can hold on, how long can humans hold on!"

After a pause, he continued: "I don't know why you are going to the Dreamland, but I hope you can find Lofede as soon as possible. Humans can't wait that long."

Xu Nian nodded, and wanted to say that I should go find Lofede first, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and turned to walk out of the hall.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said seriously: "Time in the real world is equivalent to being still compared to the Dreamland, so you don't have to worry about not being able to wait for me."

This is what the Faceless Woman told him at the beginning, and it is also the reason why he must go to the Dreamland first to fulfill his promise.

He wants to know the truth!

The Pope did not speak, but just lowered his head tiredly.

As the door of the temple was slowly closed, he raised his head again, but he seemed to have become a different person, with a hint of softness, like a woman's softness.

Not long after Xu Nian walked out of the temple, he saw the silent red cardinal Yu Zigeng again.

Yu Zigeng seemed to already know the result. Before Xu Nian could speak, he took out a teleportation scroll and said, "This is a one-time use. It can send you directly to the foot of the Himalayas."

The pictures Xu Nian saw before were of the Himalayas, and the temple was also on the top of Mount Everest.

He looked at the scroll in his hand and couldn't help but muttered: "Why don't you know how to send it to the top of Mount Everest?"

Yu Zigeng seemed to know that Xu Nian would ask this question, and said calmly: "If I send you there directly, you will never see the entrance to the dreamland."

Xu Nian was startled, nodded thoughtfully, and was ready to use the teleportation file immediately.

But the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Did your Pope look like an elf before?"

Yu Zigeng was stunned, as if he thought of something, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "That's not called an elf, that's called a demigod."

Xu Nian pouted, thinking of the undead dragon and Luo Chengcai before, and was about to ask, but Yu Zigeng suddenly said: "You don't have to worry about the rest, everything is still under our control."

As he spoke, he seemed to want to confirm something and added: "Your eldest lady has already gone to the dragon lizard ruins."

A flash of surprise flashed in Xu Nian's eyes, and then he pondered for a moment, then chuckled and tore open the black teleportation scroll in his hand.