northernbook Chapter 283 Underground World
Chapter 283 Underground World
This was the first time that Catherine remained in the Shining Moon Tower.
No matter how bright the sunset is, it cannot shine into the deep interior of such a tall tower. The little light that comes in through the small windows can only barely outline the outline of the stairs.
It was clearly time to light the lights, but the blind Shen Da who was leading the way was unaware of this and just walked quietly in front of Catherine. Catherine's mind was a mess and she followed Shen Da's footsteps in a daze, but the low sob just now kept echoing in her mind.
Is she okay... Catherine lowered her head, not daring to look at the top of the tower. She was afraid that if she really raised her head, she would meet Freya's gaze from above. She had no choice but to stare down, carefully identifying where to step in the dim light to avoid missing any steps.
Looking down from above, the spiral staircase seemed to have no end, extending downward in circles, as if leading to an unknown underground world. Shen Da was wearing soft-soled cloth shoes, and she walked without making any sound. Only Catherine's footsteps echoed in the darkness.
It got darker as they went down. Catherine tried hard to keep her eyes open, but still could not see clearly under her feet. She chanted the spell of illumination in a low voice, and a ball of silver-white light lit up from the palm of her hand. Although the god in front could not see the light, she felt a breeze brought by the leaping power of the elements.
She stood below and opposite Catherine, raised her head in Catherine's direction somewhat dazedly, her eyelids sunken without the support of the eyeballs, and under the dim light from above, they looked like two black holes, very creepy.
Catherine couldn't bear to look at her and continued to walk down. After hearing Catherine's footsteps, Shen Da turned back, and the two of them came to the bottom of the tower in silence.
Shen Da arrived at the door first, pulled the heavy bolt, and waited there quietly.
Catherine looked at the door, and the orange-red light from the window finally shone in. Compared with the cold and dark inside of the tower, it seemed like another world. She took a deep breath and prepared to go out, but she suddenly saw some dried black stains on the cloth shoes of the goddess.
That was—Catherine’s pupils suddenly shrank.
The air outside the door was warm and dry. Shen Da gently raised her face, feeling the wonderful touch of the softest velvet brushing against her cheek, but she waited for a long time and the guest over there still did not move.
"Do you know where the previous goddess went?" Catherine asked softly.
The young Shen Da was extremely thin. When she heard Catherine's words, she just moved her head slightly and held onto the door frame without any reaction.
"The God of Light gave us language to convey truth, express goodwill, and share wisdom. Every word should be like the pure light shed by the God of Light, without any false haze." Catherine stared at the person in front of her and silently chatted about the contents of the Bible of Light.
"When we lie, we build a wall of darkness between ourselves and others. It is a stain on the soul and a blasphemy against the God of Light... Is that right, Lady Shen Da?" Catherine said softly, and saw that the lady lowered her head little by little.
"Lady Shen Da, have there been any other visitors to the tower recently?" Catherine's voice became softer and softer as she got closer.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on the goddess' shoulder, only to find that she was trembling slightly.
"This is the place closest to the Kingdom of God. All lies are exposed under the gaze of God..."
The Church of Light takes pride in asceticism. The person under her palm felt like a bunch of bones, with a shoulder blade sticking out, poking at Catherine's palm. At this moment, he was shaking even more violently as she spoke.
Finally, she seemed unable to bear the pressure any longer. She turned her head in a certain direction uncontrollably, and then immediately turned it back.
Catherine immediately looked in the direction she turned, and that was...
The place where Saint Freya often sat was now dark, but precisely because of this, the ray of light seeping out from under the carpet was so abrupt and conspicuous.
"Ah, ah." The goddess seemed to realize something, and she groped and grabbed Catherine, trying to push her out, but she was thin and small, and Catherine was a whole head taller than her. If she insisted on resisting her, she would not be able to move at all.
"Sorry..." Catherine's low cry sounded again in her mind. She held Shen Da's hand and slammed the door of the Shining Moon Tower shut again.
Before the goddess could even shout, Catherine chanted a sleeping spell on her and she fell down.
Catherine quickly glanced in the direction of the stairs, lifted the layers of black curtains, and ran towards the glowing floor...
……
It's even colder here than in the tower.
——After Catherine pulled open the floorboards and climbed down the steep stone stairs, she shivered uncontrollably the first moment.
Compared to the dimness upstairs, the alcoves here were filled with lights. Even though the owner was not there, they still dutifully emitted a cold white light without any temperature, illuminating the ground so that not even shadows could be seen. Catherine looked at the circles under her feet. Although she could not draw them yet, she could recognize that they were all magic patterns of various sizes...
She looked as she walked, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became. When she reached the end of the long corridor, she raised her head and almost couldn't help but scream.
On the screen-like shelf, there were glass jars of various sizes, and the things soaking inside... She saw a pair of eyes.
Besides these, there were other things that she couldn't see at all, but she could guess where they came from...
In the largest glass jar on the bottom layer, there was a face that was swollen and deformed, but Catherine still recognized it by the sunken eye sockets. It was the old god who was responsible for taking care of Freya and whom she had met countless times before...
Her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Tick-tick--" The sound of soft water drops was heard behind the storage rack.
Catherine could no longer feel her legs, but she still tried to move them, step by step, around the tall shelf.
In the middle of the room, countless lights were embedded together, like a pair of huge eyes, staring closely at the huge stone platform below. Lying there was...
Catherine slowly moved closer in disbelief. Two people? No...one person?
Her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and the air she exhaled condensed into white frost in the cold space.
The body lying on the stone platform was naked. Its once beautiful chocolate skin had turned pale after losing blood. But Catherine didn't know who this body belonged to... Nerler, or Neva?
Their heads were tightly pressed together, sewn onto the same body. At the bloody joint of the shoulders, Catherine could still see some thick black threads with coagulated yellow exudate attached to them...
The scene was too shocking. Catherine felt as if her stomach had been punched. It twitched uncontrollably. She could no longer bear it and bent over to vomit.
"I told you to leave," a voice came from behind her. "You're messing up my garden, little Catherine."
Catherine looked up in despair, not knowing how to react.
The owner of the voice walked around the shelf and stood under the light. This time there was no black curtain blocking them. Saint Freya still had a smile on her face. Her shoulders were broader and thicker than those of a normal woman.
And on her shoulder, there was another face that looked very similar to hers, who was looking at Catherine and crying silently.