Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 185

The crystal on the table shimmered slightly, and the voices coming from inside were intermittent and became lower and lower.

In the end, it can only make a percussive sound similar to a drum beat. This is because the signal is extremely unstable due to cross-space.

But no one complained, they were just listening to every syllable it produced to avoid missing anything.

No one spoke until the crystal was completely dimmed.

The crystal slowly cracked, and the excessive burden caused it to collapse and break after just one use. It was probably impossible to use it again.

The candles were lit, and finally there was light on the conference table, illuminating everyone on the conference table.

The conference table was filled with people, all important figures in the church, and every decision was discussed and voted on by them. The Pope also sat at this table, along with Anthony, Winnie, and Progan.

"Is he dead?" Winnie covered her face slightly to prevent others from seeing her sad cheeks.

Anthony patted her shoulder gently, as if to comfort this sad guy.

When they arrived, they saw a scene like this: everyone was sitting around a table, and there were only three empty chairs on this table. It seemed that those were reserved for them.

At first, everyone was still discussing in lowered voices, guessing what kind of message the guy named Oledo left. But when the crystal was activated, no one spoke after the first sentence.

"This is Oredo, get ready, get ready to fight the gods."

What does it mean to be prepared to fight with God?

Everyone exchanged glances, but the sound that followed made them all want to stand up and go for a walk.

Because it was the wail of evil spirits that seemed to come from the depths of hell. The guy named Orledo was obviously tortured before he died.

Everyone hoped that they heard the following content wrong, but this crystal actually transmitted the sound intact, and even recorded the sound of blood flowing on the ground after the body was torn open.

"Everyone has heard the content." The Pope said softly: "Now, let's discuss how to deal with it."

In the past, this sentence was the subject of heated discussions.

But this time, there was total silence.

"We know nothing about that thing." Finally, it was the Pope who broke the silence: "Oledo did not leave a description of that thing to that god."

Everyone looked at the Pope in surprise, but after seeing his expression, they suppressed their questions.

God in the church refers to the supreme being, the omnipotent Creator, the Holy Spirit.

They thought that the Pope would be angry at Olledo's disrespectful words, and it would not be surprising that he would even get angry. But he was the one who said such things in a gentle manner.

"I know what you want to ask, but you can't find a better word to refer to that guy." The Pope closed his eyes slightly: "That is an elf, a very powerful elf."

"But it's not the Holy Spirit." He paused, and then anyone could hear the anger in his voice: "It's just a despicable, despicable thief who dared to get his hands on the remains of the Holy Spirit."

After the Pope said this, he took a breath and slowly opened his eyes: "Winnie, can you explain to us your abilities?"

There is no one here who can't figure it out. Everyone can think that they used the stolen holy bones for something.

Because they themselves have done such a thing, and the guy who perfectly absorbed the holy bones is now sitting on the side of the table.

"Give me some time." Winnie said softly: "I don't know what abilities that thing has given me. To be honest, I don't know either."

She lowered her head: "My sword is a weapon condensed from another quarter of the holy bones. I can't restore it, nor can I explain why it took the shape of a sword. I don't even know what it can do." To what extent, because I haven’t really used it yet.”

After a long silence, an old man suddenly said: