Chapter 649: Church of the dead

Chapter 649 Church of the Dead
"Please choose a destination."
This is the third time that Grecia has heard this sentence after boarding this weird cat bus. The first two times, Grecia did not figure out the situation, so she chose to be silent.
This time, Grecia finally made a noise and reported an address: "Witch Town."
"The cat bus is about to depart and sit still! Destination Witch Town!"
When the voice fell, the cat bus began to run wildly, and the wind rushed to the mountain. The most amazing thing is that the fluffy meat pad of the cat bus did not produce the slightest rebound force, and sitting on it did not feel bumpy.
The cool breeze of the night kept pouring into the carriage, and the hair and the clothes creaked in the wind. Grecia sat on a soft orange plush cushion, looking at the changing scenery outside the window.
She looked up and looked at a ring map at the top of the right wall of the cat bus. It was marked with the names of several platforms. Grecia estimated that these addresses should be the destination where the so-called "cat bus" will arrive. One of the "Witch Towns" she had previously reported was one of them.
The reason why Grecia chose Witch Town is because in all the platforms on the map, only the Witch Town seems to be related to the "Witches".
Others such as "Tomb House", "Tree Nest", "Mermaid Sea", "Empty Island"... "Monument Valley", etc. These platforms are all heard from the name and seem to be quite ordinary.
Therefore, Grecia was locked in the witch town almost for the first time.
"Use the cat bus as a bridge to connect the various areas? Strange paving, but it is also very interesting." Grecia stretched out and blew the night wind. "It just happened to be a difficult point in the birth. The opportunity to relax and have fun."
Grecia closed her eyes and felt the speed of the cat bus leisurely.
Suddenly, the cat bus came to a sudden brake and stopped moving. Grecia blinked, but saw this flat road, a strange street sign standing on the road sign, an oil lamp hanging on the street sign, and a civet cat with an umbrella standing under the lamp.
Grecia picked her eyebrows, and Angel had a good time to play. How many passengers were there in the middle? And this guest, who looks like a beast, but wears a human bathrobe, is fun.
The fat face of the orange cat slowly turns to the front of the street sign. The two huge cat eyes are like "lights" and emit a burning white light: "The cat bus is at your service."
The civet cat seems to be invisible to Grecia, and said to the cat: "Is this bus going to the soup house?"
The orange cat turned his head and the three streaked big tails shook: "This destination, the witch town."
"Witch town? Well, I will wait for the next bus."
The voice of the civet cat fell, and the orange cat set off again. Grecia turned her head and saw the weird civet cat alone with an umbrella, standing in the light and watching the cat bus leave silently.
"This time, there is not only a cat bus, but also other intelligent life." Grecia took a relaxed attitude of entertainment and smiled and speculated: "The civet cat was going to the soup house, then I just If you choose to go to the soup house, will this civet cat also get on the bus?"
"If the civet cat is on the bus, what follow-up story will happen?"
Grecia didn't forget that the fantasy in the feather earrings, even if it was just a wall scoring, could make a big brain. Maybe, the civet cat itself has a story line?
Grecia’s intriguing speculation, at all, did not feel
being on the nose
, like playing a third-party character with a story line, through which to experience another life.
The cat bus ran for a while on the flat path, then it stopped at a corner. Grecia thought she had met the passengers again, but there were no people outside the window.
This is a big turn of more than 90 degrees, with a hillside on one side and a cliff on the other. Below the cliff, there is a sea of ​​whistling waves.
Grecia only saw an iron street sign around the corner.
A forward arrow was drawn on the street sign and a row of words was left: "The entrance to the witch town."
Grecia looked forward along the street sign. The direction of the street sign was a cliff. Nothing, only the dark sky and the cliff sea with white light under the moon.
When Greyia was puzzled, the cat bus suddenly squatted and slammed into the high air.
When Grecia had not responded, they crossed a strange door in the sky and fell into the other world.
Dense fog, a lot of thick fog covered Grace's sight.
However, Grecia did not care about these thick fogs, but instead looked like the excitement. Although the fog is heavy, she feels the same strong atmosphere in the dense fog.
The dense fog is flowing, but Grecia seems to have seen the stagnant time.
Everything will pass away, leaving only the time that this volume has never been old, waiting for you quietly in the depths of loneliness.
This strange feeling is embarrassing in the heart of Grecia.
Grecia was completely immersed in it, which made her fear of trembling, and she could not help but desire and pursue.
She didn't even feel that the cat bus's action was getting slower and slower until it finally stopped in front of a wooden pillar with an oil lamp.

The Witch Town is here, welcome to take the cat bus.

With the orange cat turning over the huge head, Grecia slowly returned to God.
"Here is the Witch Town? How is it foggy?" Grecia looked at the fog outside the car and asked questions.
However, the cat bus did not answer, but used her eyes to signal that Greya left.
"Also, if the characters in the illusion are wise, there will be more layers involved, not what Angel can do now." Grecia thought of this, and she also had a conversation with the cat bus and got off the bus. .
Just after she got off the bus, the cat bus immediately smashed three tails and climbed up the wooden pillars.
There is a thin wire at the top of the wood pillar, I don't know where to go. The cat bus stepped on the silk line without shaking, and the limbs moved quickly, running along the silk thread to the depths of the fog, and soon disappeared.
Grecia licked her ear and looked at the place where the cat bus put her down.
There is nothing around, only a memorial archway inserted at the intersection of Sancha, the archway is ragged, and a row of words written in the blood can be seen between the cobweb and the rag: "Witch Town."
Under this "Witch Town", there is a row of small words. When Grecia looked closer, she discovered that it was a row of suggestive words: "Welcome to the Witch Town, this will be your ... nightmare amusement park."
Nightmare amusement park? Grecia faint smile, this is the rich atmosphere of the world, it is a nightmare for her.
"Do you use fog to embellish the atmosphere of terror? Is this a terrible town?" Grecia is not afraid of laughing. As a wizard, there is very little fear. But here, Grecia clearly felt that her emotions were controlled by Angel's illusion, even if she didn't feel terrible in her heart, but the violent heartbeat and dignified atmosphere made her unconscious. Entered the state of concentration.
Then, Grecia walked into the fog without hesitation.
......
On the other hand, Anger is drawing a design, and he intends to refine a temporary residence for Froude.
In fact, at the beginning, Angel wanted to make a make-up. But then I thought about it, this is also the second alchemy product after he has his own logo, or a little more serious.
Moreover, even if refining, Frode is only temporary, and finally this thing belongs to Angel, and there is no need to worry about the flow of fertilizer and water.
However, serious refinement is nothing but a temporary residence of the soul. Therefore, Anger is more at the design of the shape. In Anger’s consciousness, when his own alchemy logo is spread out, at least his
art and taste
must be above the standard.
The main magic material, Anger, has already determined that the "skull of the survivors" is used as the main body of the soul. Therefore, his shape design must take into account the fragility of the aggregate.
Soon, a church with white bones appeared on the paper.
"Pure bones, even if there are hollow reliefs, there is still some monotony." Anger touched his chin and decided to deposit a layer of secret gold on the bones.
When Anger refines the finished product, he discovers that the pale bones are in harmony with the golden gold.
Although the shape is still flawed, it can basically reach the level of art.
"It looks pretty good, it's called... the Church of the Dead." Angel passed the name. He wanted to name the White Bone Church, but then I thought it was too straightforward. It would be better to turn around.
The shape of Anger is very satisfied, as for the effect of the Church of the Dead, it is ok.
The Church of the Dead is actually composed of two parts, one is the house and the other is the base. The house is a semi-finished product, and Angel originally intended to portray an extended magic pattern in the house that would allow the dead church to load more souls. But he still hasn't learned this magic pattern, he can only give up temporarily.
At the base of the Church of the Dead, Angel drew his own logo and a dead mob.
Dead and dead lines can release a lot of cold and dead air, often used by wizards to portray on anti-corrosion bottles, and can preserve some of the limbs that are inactive but still effective.
However, because it releases a lot of dead air, it can also be used to preserve the soul.
The "skull of the surviving person" can be used as a place of death for a long time, plus the dead demon pattern, which makes the church of the dead a veritable sanctuary for the dead.
At least, the Church of the Dead can continue to exist until the magic crystal has not been consumed. Don't worry about it, it will take a long time to wither.
The resurrection of the Church of the Dead is completed, and the next step is to examine the effect.
Anger took out the soul flower from the bracelet and placed Froude and the illusion in the soul flower into the Church of the Dead.
(End of this chapter)