I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 811 305: One of the Three Warriors, Skeleton Dog_2

However, Gauss told Wen Yan not to get too hopeful; they worship pain, what does that have to do with him, the Pain Demon Lord?

Every day, the small sects use his name to swindle money from the fools, but he hasn't seen a single cent of it.

When it came to this, the conversation between Wen Yan and Gauss completely went off track.

Gauss complained, saying that once he saved up some money and paid off his debts, he would definitely go to Europa one day to get rid of the small sect leaders over there.

Those bastards have taken who knows how much money in his name, but he was the one left to take the blame.

He, the Pain Demon Lord, has only just come to the physical world for the first time, and yet all this time, people have been placing unwarranted blame on him, and they still continue to do so.

Ultimately, others took the benefits, and he was left with the blame.

Wen Yan was helpless and decisively gave up the idea of pulling Gauss in.

He was also afraid that such a world filled with hostility and distortion might influence Gauss, which would be a disaster.

Gauss was actually thinking about paying back the money when he was this irritated, which was quite a good sign...

Wen Yan saw the wary villagers, feeling somewhat nostalgic; this was his youth.

Step by step, Wen Yan walked forward, the Yang Energy on his body began to radiate, achieving a brightness and shadow effect in the physical world that was rarely achieved, but here it was fully displayed.

He seemed like a saint bathed in the glory of the Great Sun, walking step by step, bringing warmth and light.

At night, the cold and gloomy atmosphere of the wilderness was forcibly dispelled.

Seeing this scene, the wary villagers started to slightly lower their guard.

"It's a mage."

"Seems like a Holy Light Mage too." Another villager added.

They all looked at the half-skeleton hanging behind the high wooden fence.

The skeleton had lost its lower body and arms, hung up like a decoration.

Upon sensing the Yang Energy emanating from Wen Yan, the skeleton began to struggle and wail.

The villagers, upon seeing this scene, naturally abandoned their vigilance, and without anyone directing them, some villagers put away their weapons.

Soon, the village head came to the door to issue orders and opened the village gate.

Someone, speaking more standard Mandarin than Wen Yan, led him into the village.

As Wen Yan expected, possessing the light and shadow effect, just brightness would discomfort the undead, who would see him as a threat and assume he was a Holy Light Mage.

According to local belief, a Holy Light Mage wouldn't naturally be an evildoer.

At least so far, everything looked much as he understood it, without much deviation.

But when he entered the village and saw a stone sculpture in the center, he realized where the deviation was.

According to his information, there should not have been this statue here.

The statue stood with its head held high, face full of determination, holding a sword in reverse grip, plunging it into its chest.

Wen Yan stood there, looking at the statue.

He recognized this person.

He never imagined that in just a few minutes after arriving here, he would find one of the three warriors from the Scorching Sun Department.

Of the three warriors who explored here, one had become a soul in limbo, one was missing, and one had already sacrificed.

And the statue he now saw, with that ponytail and a face that was very recognizable, he immediately recognized as the only girl among the three warriors.

The one who was missing, nowhere to be found, completely vanished.

He stood before the statue, looking at it quietly, and after a while, he turned his head to the village chief.

"I remember there wasn't a statue here before, was there?"

"This isn't a statue, it's a deity statue!" The village chief immediately corrected Wen Yan's mistake and then realized that Wen Yan had been here before and didn't recognize him; it must have been a long, long time ago.

You can't judge a mage's age by appearance; that's common sense.

The village chief immediately thought this must be quite an aged mage.

"This is the Miracle Goddess, thirty years ago, the Goddess descended on the Miraculous Continent.

The Goddess overthrew the decaying Church of Suffering, absorbing all their corrupt powers.

Then, at the peak of the current Cathedral of Holy Light, she perished with those powers, completely ending the Church of Suffering.

Her sacred body has remained incorrupt for thirty years, still standing atop the mountains.

She guides our way forward.

Pain is only a means to pursue miracles, the Church of Suffering lost its way."

The village chief, with a devout expression, was very willing to share these stories with Wen Yan.

He led Wen Yan into a house, offering him soup and bread, and arranged a dry and comfortable room for him.

Over the course of more than an hour, he told Wen Yan all about the Miracle Goddess, almost as if preaching...

However, through the village chief's words, Wen Yan also more or less understood what had happened.

Thirty years ago in this world, the Miracle Goddess descended, who was one of the warriors from the Scorching Sun Department.

She, somehow, instead of sending her consciousness here, brought her entire self.

Her physical descent caused some mysterious changes.

According to Wen Yan's understanding, there normally shouldn't be physical things here.

Only consciousness or soul-related things.

In essence, everything in this world is at least a dimension lower than the physical world.

When the body enters here, it's like placing over a hundred pounds of matter into a world without real material existence.