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Chapter 449 448. Depressive Youth

The sight from afar, although it was as high and mighty as Lloyd expected, was not mixed with hostility, nor was there a strong sense of awe. Instead, it was very distant and alienated, as if reminding others not to get close.

It was also mixed with a very clear and direct will, as if in a conversation, conveying the other party's thoughts:

"Don't..."

That was the only word.

If nothing unexpected happened, this sight should come from the Manifest Saint, Zam'el.

So Lloyd quickly stopped opening the portal, and looked at the chopped pepper fish head beside him with an inquiring look.

He naturally felt this sight, thought about it for a while, and helped explain:

"The spatial structure here should not be as stable as outside. It's okay to open a portal from the outside, but opening a portal inside it may cause some impact."

"Uh... okay... then let's find a means of transportation to get there?"

Lloyd suggested again.

As soon as the words fell, the saint's sight was projected again.

This time, he did not convey any will, but just pointed out a direction, as if inviting Lloyd and the others to go over.

Lloyd looked in that direction, and stopped a passerby on the roadside to ask.

"There is our sanctuary in that direction. If this is your first time in the City of Illusion, you must go and see it. It is definitely worth the trip."

The passerby introduced enthusiastically.

Lloyd stopped a taxi and took the chopped pepper fish head in.

Speaking of which, since he learned the portal, he has not taken a car for a long time...

After shaking for almost two hours, the car stopped in front of a very special church.

This church does not look particularly tall and majestic, nor does it deny the style of the sanctuary that goes straight to the sky. In comparison, it is much simpler and more low-key.

But its artistic attainments are full of lifelike and vivid sculptures on the roof, walls, and roadside.

There is no repetition in the shapes and postures. Some are ordinary people working hard, some are brave warriors fighting, and some are wise scholars in deep thought.

The biggest difference from ordinary sculptures is that these sculptures are all colored, which makes them more vivid and realistic, as if they will come alive at any time.

Perhaps only in such a city that is always clean and new can you dare to play with such sculptures?

Lloyd stood outside and admired silently for a while, and soon saw an elderly pastor coming up and greeted:

"Two distinguished guests, please follow me."

Lloyd looked at the chopped pepper fish head and followed the pastor's pace.

When you enter the interior of this church, its artistic atmosphere becomes stronger. There are exquisite and gorgeous murals, paintings, and sculptures everywhere, showing luxury. It is completely an art exhibition hall, which makes Lloyd slow down his pace and stop to appreciate it from time to time.

The elderly priest who led the way did not rush him. Instead, he talked about the origins and stories of these exquisite works of art like a tour guide, which made Lloyd listen with great interest.

Even the former dean sighed in a low voice:

"It seems that although modern humans are not as strong and technical as they were in the past, they have made further progress in art? It's a pity that my old friend can't come, otherwise he would definitely like this place."

After wandering in such a palace of art for more than an hour, Lloyd finally came to a corridor deep inside.

Compared with the magnificent beauty of the previous part, this corridor deep inside is inevitably a bit...

Shudder? Numbness in the scalp?

The light here is not as bright as outside. A straight corridor connects to a dark area, and the walls on both sides of the corridor are carved into dense honeycombs. In each depression, there is an equally lifelike sculpture.

But these sculptures don't have much artistic attainments. Some are hideous, twisted, deformed and weird people, and some are cruel and indescribable monsters, looming in the dim light around.

But they are more realistic, as if they will come alive at any time and attack the invaders.

"Your Majesty is in the depths."

After the old priest said this, he stood directly outside the corridor, looking like he didn't intend to continue leading the way.

Lloyd could only shrug his shoulders and thank the other party, then stepped forward and entered this strange and curious corridor.

Just after taking a step, a familiar feeling came over him, and the panel beside his ear also sent a prompt:

[Ding~ Madness value +2222]

[Ding~ Madness value +5670]

[Ding~ Madness value +3191]

Sure enough, mental pollution...

So is this the residence of a saint? Or the inner depths of a mentally ill person?

"Hiss~ It seems that his mental state is very bad? Walk faster, don't stay here too long."

The former dean on the side urged.

Lloyd didn't care about "absorbing experience" anymore, and hurriedly trotted forward, and soon arrived at the end of the corridor and came to a heavy door.

He didn't need to knock on the door, and the door opened automatically, revealing a messy workshop inside.

There were all kinds of unfinished artworks everywhere, including half-carved statues, canvases that had just been drafted, and pottery jars waiting to be dried. The ground was also scattered with unpolished raw stones, giving people a feeling of being difficult to settle down.

In front of an earthen grinding wheel, a young man who looked to be in his early thirties was grinding a piece of jade, making a muffled "rustling" sound.

He looked gentle and gentle, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his temperament was very indifferent and melancholy, like the kind of artistic youth who was depressed.

He seemed to have not noticed anyone coming in at all, and all his attention was still on the unpolished jade in his hand.

Lloyd looked at the former dean and walked in.

The prompt on the panel beside his ear suddenly stopped, and the mental pollution disappeared.

But even that short jog just now still caused Lloyd to suffer more than 100,000 points of mental pollution, and he rose ten levels...

The intensity of this mental pollution is a bit too high...

Considering that a normal level of fourth-level extraordinary person has a rationality of only 80-100, it means that the corridor outside is basically inaccessible unless you are at the fifth level.

It seems that the depressive young artist doesn't want to be disturbed...

But since he is here, Lloyd still bites the bullet and says hello:

"Uh... Hello, Your Majesty."

The depressive young man, or the embodiment of the saint, temporarily put down the unpolished jade in his hand, turned around, and responded:

"…………"

Lloyd: "…………"

No, how can you communicate with this ellipsis?

The "Book of Truth" in his mind didn't respond either. It seems that although it can translate ancient languages ​​and some strange things, it can't translate ellipsis.

But fortunately, the former dean is still here.

"He is greeting you, maybe he wants to say nice to meet you?"

His voice went straight into Lloyd's mind.

This is a bit like the intracranial communication of the [Intelligence] system, but it can be felt to be obviously different. It is more like the communication mode of 0-006. It should be some kind of mysterious ancient skill?

So Lloyd answered in his heart:

"Can you understand what he said?"

"Of course not, he didn't say anything at all."

"Then..."

"Didn't you find that his eyes and facial expressions are actually very easy to understand? You can tell what he is thinking at a glance, right? Even more straightforward than you."

"Ah? Me?"

"Hehe~ To tell you the truth, the first subject I graduated from Mizkatok was psychology. Unexpectedly, right? So I am quite good at dealing with this kind of mental patient."

The former dean continued to speak, and noticed that the face of the saint opposite him had some changes in expression, so he translated with a mix of guesses:

"Well... he should want to say that he knows you, maybe he often hears Professor Hiltina mention it? He also knows your relationship and your request for this trip... Oh, he asked you to show him the [Projection]. "

Although Lloyd didn't know how the former dean read so many things from the other party's facial expression changes, he still released his [Projection] first.

The Manifested Saint took a look, and although he still said nothing, his eyes revealed a clear disdain that even Lloyd could see.

"Uh... he said it was ugly..."

I know this without translation!

Thanks to Long E for rewarding Everole with 500 points, to buy... a selfie stick?