Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 565: Chapter 0565 Sheepskin Scroll (Seeking Subscriptions)

‘Gregory witnessed a mysterious accident related to a demon offering… skipping a trip to the church would seem unusual.’

‘And … given my current status, unless I’m unlucky enough to encounter the incarnation of the God of War himself, or a Pope wielding a divine artifact for inspection, or come face to face with a follower of the divine while he is being watched by a God, in any other situations, they shouldn’t be able to find any flaws in me …’

Blue Bridge University.

Su Lu’s figure gradually emerged, and he put away his red notebook and left as though nothing had happened.

The [Void Mysterious Demon] he faced, he had already ‘taken care of’.

The opponent was truly a ‘gift bundle’, not only providing him with a decent amount of experience, but also many world coordinates within its memory.

Although most were worlds plagued by demons, they still held some value.

Furthermore, the remaining demonic traits can become a gift for Rod in the future.

After all, these are the traits of a sixth-tier demon. If an ordinary [Hell Demon] obtains it, even if it can’t directly advance, its power will inevitably surge by a considerable amount.

However, this would only make one further into the abyss, a situation of gain and loss.

Exiting the campus gates, Su Lu boarded a public horse-drawn carriage: “To the nearby Temple of the God of War.”

The carriage started slowly.

Su Lu meanwhile secretly contemplated the parchment Boris had acquired.

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It was ordinary, very common… so common that it could have been placed directly in the university library for anyone to peruse. Even if Su Lu were to take it out now to play with, it would have no effect on the surroundings.

But Su Lu knew that this parchment was very sinister. Boris was bewitched by it.

Moreover, a sixth-tier [Void Mysterious Demon] could not resist being tempted by it and risked an advent to snatch it away.

This resulted in its own aura leaking, allowing Su Lu to block it in the Dream Spirit World, resulting in its complete fall.

With a divine being taking action, Su Lu was confident that even if the demon had backed up its body, the chance of it dying completely was more than 70%.

‘Something that a sixth-tier demon willingly risks its life to obtain… I can’t see its extraordinariness, perhaps because I am not a follower of the demon path?’

‘And… low-level demons can’t find its specialty, only high-level demons can?’

Su Lu looked at the content on the parchment roll.

The letters embroidered in black hair are not complicated, they’re written in Ancient Hebrew.

‘The average person doesn’t understand it, but Boris is a member of the Mysterious Society, he might have specifically learned about this kind of content, contributing to his misfortune…’

Su Lu shook his head, and concentrated his gaze.

The information recorded on it seems to be a poem, describing a person’s delusion, who claimed to have visited ‘Hell’, then returned to the human world, and created this work.

…

“In the dark abyss, thoughts squirm between magma… decay and death linger around, giant scorpions travel through the stench-riddled land…”

“This is the first chapter, a silent poem, it blooms in tranquility, allowing your spirit to leave your body and hear a wonderful voice.”

“It longs for its bosom friend… whether this person comes or not, be you or not you, it is always there, and will coexist with the abyss for a long time…”

…

“There’s a strange sense of familiarity.”

Su Lu muttered for a moment, after becoming a god, there were no forgotten memories.

He merely searched slightly in his Palace of Memory and found the source of this familiarity.

“White Eagle Federation… Boji City… The Abyss Verses incident!”

“According to the information, the verses that praised the abyss had a total of seven chapters. Terrible occurrences happened to the people who heard the verses being spoken. It was suspected to be a meme transmission type curse, the local Eleventh Bureau and the church were at their wits end… and back then when the Abyss Verses appeared, it was only a fragment… I can’t believe that I have seen a portion of it here.”

Being at the seventh tier, Su Lu was naturally able to resist most curses.

Su Lu found it interesting: “A seven-chapter poem praising the abyss… Who left it in the library? It’s worth investigating.”

While he was thinking, the horse carriage already stopped in front of a temple of the God of War.

Su Lu got off the carriage, together with other believers, and entered the sacred hall.

The symbol of the God of War is a bloody badge, signifying iron and power. A priest was preaching to the believers.

The gentle robes did not hide the strapping muscles on him at all, the style seemed extremely discordant, as if they had randomly picked a warrior to play the role of a priest.

But there was no other way, the priests of the God of War had this style. They often double as [Fighters] too, each of them able to send a normal person or even a low-level occupational person bloodied with a smash.

The Church of the God of War encouraged the believers to practice combat skills, and the group of priests was the best among them.

Su Lu sat on a long bench, quietly listening to the priest expounding theories about how war promotes civilization.

After the sermon was over, he followed the believers forward, opened his wallet, and threw a dozen or so shiny gold coins into the donation box.

The eyes of the priest brightened immediately, he took a step forward: “What is your name, my fellow believer?”

“Gregory Farrell.”

Full of mischief, Su Lu glanced at the statue in his heart, wondering what kind of expression it would make if its gaze happened to be watching here.

But this was highly unlikely.

But the next time he encountered the God of War with his true body, he could proudly pat him on the shoulder and say, “Hey bro, I tip you, eh!”

Okay… this image was too beautiful, Su Lu could only fantasize about it.

“So, it’s Baron Farrell.”

Even if the priest was ignorant, he had memorized the noble’s pedigree of the imperial capital, the smile on his face became even more enthusiastic: “I am a [Bishop] of our lord, you can call me Rayna.”

“I would like to make a confession.”

Su Lu looked at the confession room.

“Of course… it’s the duty of every priest to provide guidance to the lost sheep.”

Rayna was taken aback for a moment, then immediately agreed.

…

After telling the priest about the demon incident happening at Blue Bridge University from an observer’s perspective, Su Lu walked out of the church doors.

‘Hmm… based on the experimental results, it seems that the God of War cannot pay attention to all of his temples at all times… the other deities should be the same.’

‘As long as I am not provocatively calling out their full names, or if there is a divine follower or a pope nearby, the chances of being discovered are very small…’

‘As long as the gaze of God does not come over, no one can see through my disguise…’

‘When I have time, I can visit the Seven God Pillars.’

Feeling satisfied for having successfully pranked them, Su Lu returned to the villa and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner with the help of his butler, Reno.

Then, he proceeded to the study room, preparing to take a closer look at the Abyss Verses in his hands.