Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

Chapter 443 Whose fault (for subscription)

Backlund, East District.

They got off the carriage when they were some distance away from the East District, and the three of them who started walking finally came to this place where countless low-level people lived.

If the other areas of Backlund give people the impression of spaciousness, cleanliness, and prosperity, then the impression of the eastern area is that there is probably no good word for it other than being dirty and messy.

"They, why do they just sleep on the floor like this?" Standing next to a certain house in the East District, Audrey looked in astonishment at the homeless man curled up on the ground in a corner not far away, and saw that there were men and women among those people. Women, old and young, all huddled together.

It is already November now. Although November in Backlund is not particularly cold, it is still normal to lie outside and sleep without waking up in this kind of weather.

"Because they have no choice, they have no other place to sleep, and they are even lucky to be able to sleep here for a while." Lin Ruo also stared at these people, his eyes were deep, and he said softly.

Lin Ruo certainly took some measures to deal with the issue of housing for these homeless people in the Eastern District, but unfortunately, just like distributing food, it was still a drop in the bucket for the people in the Eastern District.

He can help some people, but he can only help some people.

"Lucky? What's so lucky about this?" Viscount Grelint next to him asked in surprise.

Audrey seemed to have thought of something, bit her lower lip, and fell silent.

"The kingdom's law does not allow homeless people to sleep outside, but they don't have their own residence, so they can only find a corner to sleep for a while when others are not paying attention, but many times they often don't sleep for long, and they will be driven away... Lin Ruo looked at Viscount Greint and replied.

Just at this moment, a policeman from the East District, wearing a black and white checkered uniform, carrying a short stick and a pistol, came here. He obviously spotted the group of homeless men lying on the ground, and shouted from a long distance: " Hey, you guys, get up for me..."

While yelling, the other party approached while waving the short stick in his hand.

Some of the homeless people in the corner got up quickly when they heard the voice, and some were still lying on the ground, not sure if they were asleep or didn't want to get up.

And the result of those who didn't get up was naturally the beating with short sticks.

"This, how could it be like this..." Viscount Grelint obviously had never seen such a thing, and he was about to roll up his sleeves and rush over with a sense of justice, but was grabbed by Lin Ruo.

"Roldi, why are you dragging me? He's beating people, don't you usually sympathize with those people the most?" Viscount Greint asked suspiciously.

"He didn't really use his strength, and he was just doing his duty." Lin Ruo shook his head and said.

Is the bum wrong? They just want to rest.

But was the East End policeman wrong? He is just doing his duty.

Lin Ruo knew this very well, so he just watched this scene quietly, and after all the homeless people dispersed, he turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go look elsewhere."

See another side of this world.

Look at everything about this monstrosity.

...

The Land Abandoned by the Gods was still in deep darkness shrouded in darkness, and it was still the outer periphery of the abandoned temple of the real Creator.

The exploration team from the City of Silver seemed to have just arrived here, and everyone was carrying animal skin lanterns, walking in this dangerous area vigilantly.

Derrick was walking beside Colin Iliad holding the Undark Cross. He looked around, and although he didn't notice anything wrong, he still prayed to the Fool from the bottom of his heart.

This is what Mr. Chariot told him. Regardless of whether he notices something is wrong, he must remember to pray to Mr. Fool in time after arriving at the outer edge of the Temple of the Fallen Creator.

On top of the gray mist, Klein sensed Little Sun's prayer again, and Klein, who had come to check the situation for the second time, glanced at the crimson star representing Little Sun and fell silent.

Although it was very blurry, Klein could still tell that the position of the little sun seemed to be the same as before?

But haven't they all entered the temple already? This is out?

Although he only paid attention to it for a while last time because of spiritual issues, he was still sure that Little Sun had followed other people into the temple before Klein the Fool fell into deep thought.

He decided to watch it a little longer this time to see what was going on.

In the Land Abandoned by God, Derrick, who was holding the Dark Cross and the animal skin lantern, had already joined the half-collapsed temple with the Chief of the City of Silver, Colin Iliad.

After entering the temple, the first thing that came into everyone's sight was the statue of the real creator, but before Derrick looked up to take a closer look, he heard the voice of the chief next to him:

"Don't look at the face of the god, it may cause some bad accidents."

Derrick quickly stopped his movements.

Because the temple is very large, it is natural to explore in groups next. Derrick was not assigned to the group with the chief, but started exploring in the temple with another teammate. Soon Derrick came In front of a wall full of murals.

Derrick looked at the mural, and saw that at the top of the mural was a huge black cross with a vague shadow hanging from it.

Below is a plain, and there is a long procession on the plain, which seems to be composed of believers of the fallen Creator, because Derrick saw some people kneeling down and some praying piously on the murals.

However, the faces of these believers are all blurred, and the only one clearly drawn is the person at the front of the line.

It was a tall, slender man with silver hair that reached down to his vest.

The man's facial features are soft, his head is drooping, his eyes are closed tightly, and there are layers of radiant wings behind him.

Angel of Destiny!

The Angel of Destiny mentioned by Mr. Chariot!

Derrick looked at the man on the mural inevitably a little excited, and at this moment he heard the chief's voice from the side:

"what have you found?"

"Angel, this seems to be the Angel of Destiny in the records, uh, I saw a description about him in an ancient book." Derrick glanced at the chief who came to him at some point, and replied.

"Angel of Destiny..." Colin Iliad paused. He glanced at Derrick and didn't say anything, but he didn't know what he thought of. Then he also looked at the mural, and his eyes fell on the end of the mural. below.

It was a river, a river trampled by the angels of fate, a river connected end to end.

"... Tail Swallower, Ouroreus."

He seemed to have thought of something, and frowned fiercely.

"Chief, what's wrong?" Derrick asked curiously.

"I suspect that we may have stepped into an inextricably connected river." Colin Iliad said solemnly.