When he was forced to drink his first sip of blood, Uriel realized that he didn't need to worry about breathing. He felt nauseous from his stomach to his throat. What the hell is this? Does "Spirit Vision" see my future?

The answer is self-evident. The River of Blood is unlikely to be a real place. His dream is neither a "spiritual vision" nor a prophetic dream, but a combination of the two.

Of course, the premise of this speculation is that I am still alive.

The river was so cold, and Uriel felt like he was burning like hope. He pushed the river away and swam forward, and during this period he inevitably encountered more broken limbs and broken arms, even moving bones and dangerous fragments of weapons. A war, he realized that only war could create such a long river. He could not imagine the scale of this war.

"Help!" This was no longer the cry of the woman who fell into the water, but many overlapping voices, who spoke in unison, longing for redemption in the torrent of war. Uriel took another sip of water, and he could not even float to the surface, let alone help them.

The first complete body he encountered belonged to an old man. A quirky robe was kneaded into a ball and hung on the old man. His face was wrinkled, but his facial features were difficult to tell. The fatal wound of the deceased was behind him, and the skin was turned into flesh and blood at the gap, almost breaking his body in two pieces. Uriel couldn't help but think of Econi's sword. If I survived by chance, there would be such a scar on my back.

Uriel continued to move forward. The blood river was too depressed, and even if he breathed freely, he was eager to surface. So he encountered more strange corpses: the second corpse only lacked its right leg, but the heart was penetrated. Then there was the third person, who had long hair and a shriveled figure, but seemed to be a woman; the fourth person had broken spine, and he was wearing leather armor and holding a trident in his hand; the fifth person probably also wore armor during his lifetime, but it was made of steel half-body armor, and now it had long been broken and scattered, with only one side of his shoulder porches...

In an instant, Uriel's movement stopped. A stronger nausea sensation than drinking blood rose in his body, forcing him to bow down and rely on his instinct to relieve muscle spasms. A series of bubbles emerged from his mouth.

This is not a strange corpse, even if you don't have to look at the apprentice, you can realize that he is Joey.

The anchor click shattered the blood-red world in front of you-

What returned with consciousness was the feeling of pain. Uriel didn't scream because his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound. He wandered in dizziness and layers of visual illusion for a while, and finally found his five senses.

I was still alive, and a thousand times of gratitude overwhelmed the pain, chaos and confusion, and he touched the iron chains and the cold stone walls, and the twisted strings in the dark gathered into a little orange-red flame, and the jingling sounds and slight footsteps poured into his ears. He could feel the air was filled with moisture, but his body and clothes were dry. Where am I? How long have I slept? He coughed and tasted the bloody smell in his throat.

His movements attracted attention, and a footstep began to approach the door. When his vision returned to normal and his will was enough to suppress the pain, the door opened. Ulier blinked his eyes to adapt to his environment, and he moved his arms to support his upper body straightened to face the person. "Felvin." He was amazed at the peace they showed when they faced each other.

Aconi walked to the stone platform at the head of his bed and poured him a glass of water. "As you can see, you are now a captive to the church. Lord Chloe's messenger."

"You read that letter." Uriel suddenly understood how he recognized them. Even if Roma was disguised as a human, her purpose and figure were really easy to identify. He had no intention of walking with Econi at all.

"I thought you hadn't seen it," said Econi. "Of course, there is no sign of passiveness in the envelope. You must have used some means."

The devil's method. "Where is Roma? Why do you want to find her?"

"I only follow the orders of the Archbishop."

He deliberately did not answer, just as I avoided the topic of the letter. "What's wrong with her?" Uriel wanted to stand up, but failed. Fortunately, it was just the iron chains, not the injuries. The apprentice looked down and saw the bandage, and someone treated him the wound. They didn't want my life.

Aconi's eyes moved. "I was not sure to subdue you, I could only choose the safest way."

But I almost died, Uriel thought. In his dream, he was forced to kill Econi in the church. Is this considered revenge? "I am just an apprentice, Mr. Felvin, maybe you have misread me."

"Those are no longer important." He put the cup of water to Uriel's mouth. "You are the apprentice of the White Messenger. If you are graduated with the same level of mystery as your tutor, then you will only be an apprentice in your life... Besides, I am not a Cross Knight. As a nightingale in the dark, I have to use whatever means I have, as long as it can achieve the goal."

Ulier could not refuse to accept help. His wrists were handcuffed to the stone wall beside the bed, leaving room for movement not enough to complete the drinking of water, let alone swinging a sword or a dagger. In fact, he has now changed into a clean shirt and socks, and none of these belonged to him. The apprentice's leather armor, weapons, and even the scroll of vows were not around. His magic was so weak that he lost his presence, and the fire was very silent. I was like a useless waste, he thought in embarrassment. But his mood could not control his instinct. His throat was extremely thirsty, and he drank no drop of water in the cup. He felt his chin was completely wet, and his new beard was pressed on his face.

"How old are you?" Aconi put down the water cup.

"Nineteen." During the journey, Econi never talked to him about each other. Ulier found that this was also an inconspicuous detail. Nightingale would not talk to anyone about himself, lest it be exposed. The Book of Vows can distinguish lies, and other mysteries may do the same.

"Nonsense, your bones have only been seventeen years. But lying is a good thing. Young people, please treat it as a lesson." Aconi didn't look away. "Growing up like a damn thing must cost everyone. Please remember that day."

"I will." Ulier replied.

"I hope so." Aconi stood up. He did not ask the apprentice to forgive him, nor did he seem to feel guilty about his behavior. "Azbi Zin hopes to see you the first time you wake up. He has provided you with holy water and bandages, and no matter what, thank him for nothing. I think you can stand up."

Azbi Zien was a monk who waited barefoot in the lounge. He had quiet brown eyes, his hair was long enough to be tied into braids, coiled around his thick neck. His broad shoulders were covered with leather and brass buckles, but his arms were completely naked, and a black steel plate with crosses hung on his chest, covered with scratches and cracks. Besides, his clothes and his vigorous hair were well-tidy and intimate, giving a look of humility and courteousness, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Uriel immediately understood that it was nothing more than an illusion.

"I am so glad you are still alive when I see you." This is the first sentence of the monk, "It is not because you are the apprentice of the White Messenger, but the gods you believe in are also guiding us at the same time." He asked his apprentice to sit on a chair by the fireplace. "I brought several 'cicada shells' in Silver Head City, but the effect of the holy water is often increased by faith. The clearer your will, the faster the wound heals. Bishop Coase suggested that I wake you up, but your situation was a bit special at that time."

"I was trapped in a strange dream," Uriel said vaguely.

"Anyway, you have survived the pain by relying on your will." Azbi said, "I am willing to believe that your faith is very firm. Considering your identity, I believe that your actions to assist Econi are also sincere." His eyes fell on the apprentice calmly.

"Do I want to say something about this?"

"No. It's just that I don't want to misunderstand you. It's hard to say trust at this time, but we may reach a consensus on some small but necessary details. After all, we are all Gaia's servants."

"That might be Gaia's ability to understand others. In fact, if I were a guy who was prone to misunderstandings with others, I wouldn't have come here." Uriel decided to take the initiative to grasp the topic. At Azby's rhythm, he couldn't figure out the other party's intentions at all. "But my companion is not Gaia's followers. Her race determines that she loves life and nature more. Is she okay?"

"I can't decide this. We couldn't find Miss Roma."

She escaped? Ulier was a little incredible. The little lion was just a wind walker who had just started, and the ascetic before him was a high-ring mysterious man - this was his biggest secret to give him back. "I'm so happy to hear this news." With the help of Sauron, she might have arrived at Knights Bay now.

However, monk Azbi's words dispelled all his fantasies: "I'm sorry, but Miss Roma disappeared in the sudden rise of the dock. A cross knight wanted to drive the carriage to the street, and we lost contact with him."

Uriel repeated suspiciously: "High tide?"

"It's hard to believe, but it's true. All the river tides in southern Aion this year will have strange fluctuations, and the roots are in the Broken Moon. You should know better than me, Ulier, you and your mentor have participated in the Goddess incident that occurred in the Iceland Territory." Azby's status is significantly higher than that of Econi, and his understanding of Ulier is more than most people the apprentice has ever seen. "Your adventures are enough to compile a ballad, and the goddess will favor you. I can't give you evidence to believe that the harbor that was washed away is several streets away from the church. To be honest, you can only believe us."
Chapter completed!