Just like the feeling of walking alone in the dark forest under the urging of my father while exploring together.

Like blood-like red liquid, or crystalline objects.

Sara subconsciously clenched the necklace around her neck. Some unpleasant memories seemed to be triggered by the content mentioned in this book, making her feel nauseous.

When she noticed the photo, painful memories rushed towards her like a burst dam.

There was also an old faded photo on the table - it was Lilith's photo.

The memory fragments erupting in her mind made Sara's mind unable to settle for a long time, as if her body had been pierced by a dead stake.

Pain and hatred turned into a blazing flame, burning her whole body.

"I used to be here, and I lived here."

Sara showed a painful expression and felt a little difficulty breathing, then she squatted down.

"Save me, dad!"

Sara walked towards the door with faltering steps. If she didn't leave this ward, she would continue to experience those nightmares from the past, which would drive her crazy. Those nightmares might even become reality and leave her completely devastated.

She finally crawled and rolled out of the ward and then sat in the corridor, panting heavily.

Memories and pain quickly left her, and Sara felt like she had finally regained her life.

After finally calming down, she noticed the anomaly in the corridor.

The distortion of the evil thought space intensified again, like ivy growing along the walls, spreading like blood vessels on the walls and ceiling. The strange disease (decay) that appeared on pale skin was probably the pain that the revived Sara felt.

The corridor was like a huge labyrinth, with a door at the end of its deepest point... That should be the destination.

There were no other rooms to search on the underground floor, but this door couldn't be opened.

The stubborn refusal made Sara feel that everything in front of her was the same as her inner self. Does it mean that she didn't want it?

Or... hasn't she realized it yet?

Although there is no basis, since such a feeling arises, there is only to return and review again. This house is a place closely related to Lilith... For example, when encountering a feeling like in the room just now, she may have to accept it all!

Sara returned to the unsearched first floor. The door in another corridor that she didn't open before. This time, it opened smoothly. It was like finally obtaining someone's permission. The depths of the corridor still looked dirty and desolate, but it seemed that it hadn't been affected by the anomaly.

Sara entered the first room, and the sight in front of her made her feel horrified.

It was a classroom, this time it couldn't be wrong, it was definitely a classroom.

But why was there a classroom here? Probably for the same reason Lilith would appear?

There was a map posted on the classroom wall, and...

Thunk!

Something seemed to have been moved on the podium, but when Sara looked, nothing had happened.

Sara, who had no mood to care about those things, cautiously explored this room like walking on thin ice.

Although it was clear at a glance that Lilith was not here, she still couldn't escape because she might find something like a key to open the door underground.

At this moment, Sara was attracted to a table stacked against the wall.

From a distance, the surface of the table was pitted, as if someone had carved some words on it with a small knife or other sharp object.

Roll back! Don't come back...

As soon as she saw these words, Sara felt a severe pain coming from her chest.

She knew it was her seat, but she didn't want to admit it.

Although she was afraid of the eruption of memories and the storm-like emotions attacking her, those things inexplicably did not happen. Instead, her heart turned into a stiff and rigid thing. Maybe Lilith locked herself in this classroom every day, enduThere was a notebook on the podium with nothing written on the cover.

"In the class I was responsible for, there was a child named Sara. If you have a good memory, you should remember, the child I mentioned before, the one who was called a freak.

Perhaps she has always been abused by her own family, because she came to school covered in bruises every day, always like this.

Her expression is not at all like that of a six-year-old child, perhaps the saddest child I have ever seen.

Maybe this kind of thing is not rare. Don't think about meaningless things, it's best to wait and see. But in reality, it seems that there is nothing I can do. Maybe I should talk to a lawyer about this, but I am still confused.

So... I want to hear your opinion first.

After reading these words, Sara smiled coldly.

Because Jeana didn't receive any protection in the end, and continued to be abused by her family.

In the end, the teacher no longer cared about this issue, pretending to be completely unaware... perhaps under pressure from the dark forces.

Sara remembered the message left by her father in the basement room just now, so her cold heart felt a hint of warmth.

I am no longer Jeana now, so there is no need to feel depressed about things that have already ended.

Encouraging herself in her heart, Sara continued to search for the next room.

At the end of the corridor on the right, there were two closed doors. When she opened the one next to her, it turned out to be a room with a bed, a desk, and a bookshelf. It was a clean and beautiful little room that was often thoroughly cleaned.

It looks... maybe it used to be the living room of the staff?

In the neatly arranged room, there was only one place that looked messy, with things piled up on the desk.

They were letters! Sara casually picked up a few and looked at them, it seems like they were sent by the apostles.

"The Thorians are squandering the holy stones recklessly, and there have been some voices of dissatisfaction recently... Some of the apostles have even heard rumors of Thor forcing everyone to donate.

My goodness, is he really qualified to hold such an important position?

Of course, we cannot deny his achievements, he is the one who has made the organization grow and develop.

But if we are believers of the God King, what we should respect is not those clever and smooth-talking people, but 100% loyalty to the God King!

"Well... so that's how it is."

Sara smiled slightly, with the image of that man posturing in her mind.

That kind of cunning behavior is really like his style, it seems that this guy has a low reputation in the temple.

Just when she was about to leave the room, Sara stopped in front of the bookshelf... There was an old TV on it.

"Speaking of which..."

Sara took out a video tape from her pocket and connected it to the interface.

It was found in the room where the book about the temple seal was placed, and she was wondering if there might be something about the secrets of the God King inside, so she took it... If the contents are related to criminal evidence, then this horrible guy can be eliminated.

A conversation between two men came out from the playing video tape, one of whom was Yuanhui's voice.

"Regarding the matter five hundred years from now... do you know something? If it's you, you must have heard some detailed inside information, right?"

Facing Yuanhui's question, the man who seemed to be a Shura replied, "...blinded by the desires in front of us, the apostates of Saint Veronica denied that they wanted to use the seal of hope to hinder the awakening of the God King. However, the great War God had already repelled them, and the apostates fell into the abyss, but as a result, the God King could not descend into this world in an ideal state and had to once again sleep within the body of the Son of God. We have been awaiting the day of the God King's awakening... these are the only things I know."

"Only these... thank you."

"Tony, have you discovered that the rumors about the Son of God are true?"

"Lilith said she found Jeana?"

"Yes!"

"It should be true, because she has special abilities."

"That's great!""It's probably because of their deep faith... I just can't imitate it at all."

"I feel the same way. Lady Lilith is truly terrifying."

"We had a meaningless conversation just now. It's best to forget about it! You should forget about what happened today, and I should too!"

"Alright! But... if the Saint Veronica in the dream really exists?"

"What's it to you? It's up to the God King to decide now..."

They said the heretics have fallen into the abyss? What could that be? Sara frowned and thought to herself.

They're probably talking about Father's situation, but he has been living well until recently... Of course, now he's in heaven, so... could it be that these are all lies fabricated by the Temple to comfort people's hearts?

That being said, Father's mood has indeed been low since losing Jeana.

Because of this temple and the legend of the Hope Badge, my heart has also fallen into a deep abyss!

The Hope Badge records the ability to revive the doomed mankind, it is the key to saving the future!

Sara bit her lip and walked into the adjacent room, which had the same layout. Although the environment was a bit messier than the next room... overall, it felt more like a girl's room.

There was an old birthday card on the table, and it said:

"Wishing Jeana a happy 18th birthday, love your father.

I love you very much, just as if you were my own daughter.

So... never leave!!!"

Seeing this, Sara's heart suddenly became excited.