The elder's words rang an alarm bell in the hearts of all the survivors.
Although the previous teams in the notebook had cleared the dungeon easily, this was still a Super S Level dungeon. They could not afford to relax.
So when they returned, the survivors immediately started a discussion.
"Our goal in entering this dungeon is to find the savior in Sir's prophecy, right?"
Everyone nodded solemnly.
"In that case, from tomorrow onwards, we will go to the Pope's reserve to find the child that best fits the image of the savior."
Hong Lie closed his eyes. "If possible, we will try to find out what the Holy Church's plan is after the ceremony. Why did the elder say that the Pope will return to God's embrace?"
"I don't know why, but my intuition tells me that this dungeon is not as simple as it seems."
Unlike the other teams, Guiguzi's former subordinates were obviously much more stubborn.
They seemed to have reached a consensus in private.
Zong Jiu watched them arrive at the palace behind the Holy City the next day.
The high priest led them into the palace hall. "All the children are inside, honorable guests."
One of the survivors asked in confusion, "Why are they wearing headscarves to cover their eyes?"
"This is the tradition of our ceremony."
The high priest explained patiently, "Gifted children must wear headscarves since they are young. They can only take it off on the day they become the Pope and host the ceremony."
What kind of strange tradition was this? Did these children not see what the outside world looked like since they were born?
The survivors had doubts in their hearts, but they also had concerns. They were all hesitant to speak.
Instead, the high priest seemed to know their concerns. "The one in charge of the children here is Sophia's godmother. You can consult her directly about the specific situation."
After explaining the basic situation, the high priest sent them into the hall and hurriedly left. Only the survivors and Zong Jiu were left floating in the air.
After entering the palace, Zong Jiu finally felt that he could control his movements a little, perhaps because he had fused with the little devil's memories.
The survivors were still talking to the godmother.
"These children all have their own special abilities. When they were born, they carried the sacred mark that was blessed by the gods. Among the billions of people in the world, there are no more than thirty children who meet God's prophecy and have the Stigmata. They were brought to the Holy City to be trained since they were young … "
"However, we still haven't decided on a candidate for the position of Pope because none of these children have any special abilities related to purification."
Zong Jiu looked back at the survivors who were talking to the godmothers, and then slowly floated up to the second floor.
He remembered that the little devil had told him that purification was a special ability that he was born with.
How could the responsible godmother not know what the children's abilities were? But why did she say that there was no similar special ability?
The doubt in the white-haired young man's heart became more and more serious. He began to search the memory.
On the second floor of the palace, there was a long corridor with serial numbers around it.
Zong Jiu floated from room to room and stopped in front of the only room whose door was half open.
Through the gap, he could see the black-haired boy sitting on the ground reading a thick book.
Behind him, sunlight shone in through the window, coating his silhouette with a layer of hazy holy light, like an angel descending to earth.
Hurried footsteps sounded behind Zong Jiu.
The godmother in a white robe passed through the white-haired young man's body, hurriedly pushed open the door and quickly closed it.
Seeing this, Zong Jiu quickly passed through the door like a ghost and floated in to take a look.
"Godmother Sophia."
Sensing that someone had come in, the little devil put down the book in his hand and obediently raised his head.
Behind him, there were many neatly stacked building blocks. Each stack of building blocks was stacked into a tall castle.
"Hurry up and put on the cloth, I'm going to inform the others."
The middle-aged woman named Sophia quickly squatted down, picked up the cloth on the ground, and gently wrapped it around the little devil's head.
The little devil's small body trembled slightly. "Godmother … I'm scared."
"Good boy, don't be scared."
Sophia patted his head. "Do you remember what the godmother said to you?"
"Yes."
The little devil said gloomily. "If they ask me what my special ability is, I'll say that I'm naturally not afraid of fire."
"Yes, you must never tell them that you have the ability to purify, okay?"
The little devil nodded.
"Good boy."
Sophia sighed. "Remember, no matter what, no matter what the situation is, you can't reveal it, okay?"
"The godmother will protect you, she definitely will."
.....
Just as Zong Jiu was deep in thought because of the scene in front of him, the surrounding scene changed.
This memory was not so complete, and it often skipped.
Perhaps the little devil felt that there was no need to look at the details, so he only showed Zong Jiu the most important part.
This time, the scene changed to the desolate outskirts of the desert, surrounded by endless sand dunes.
The little boy's clean clothes had become dirty, and because the desert was too cold at night, he crouched behind the sand dunes and shivered, trying to hide himself.
However, such a small trick was far from enough for those who sought to survive.
Several teams surrounded the little devil, their faces solemn.
"Brother Hong, the savior in the divination is indeed him."
The notes left behind by the survivors provided them with new ideas, and it just so happened that there was a diviner in the old team, so they deduced a divination on the spot.
Guiguzi was most famous for his ability to pry into the secrets of the heavens, and with him as a living signboard, there were also many survivors with divination talent under his command. Among them, the diviner who entered Perfect World with them had been taught by Guiguzi.
"I remember this little devil."
Hong Lie frowned. "His ability is that he is not afraid of fire, are you sure he is really the savior?"
He had some doubts in his heart because he really saw the little boy in front of him put his hand on the flame, but he was not afraid of the flame burning.
"I'm sure."
The diviner's face was as pale as paper. "Instead of doubting the results of my divination, have you forgotten why Sir left me behind and didn't bring me into the Investiture of the Gods?"
Although this group of old subordinates was a little weak, it was also a backup plan personally arranged by Guiguzi.
If his great cause failed, at least he had a way out. He could leave the diviner as a guide to find the savior who would inherit his mantle.
Hong Lie squatted down and looked directly into the little devil's eyes. "Little brother, do you have the ability to purify?"
The little devil shook his head like a rattle drum.
"Don't be afraid."
Seeing the little devil's resistance, Hong Lie, a burly man, scratched his head. "We don't mean any harm."
They tried to be kind, but their expressions were even more strange.
"We are here to protect you, we won't hand you over."
Because of the missing memories, Zong Jiu was a little confused about what happened.
But now it seemed that the survivors found something wrong in Perfect World, such as the Holy Church Ceremony, it was likely that it was not as simple as the NPC described.
"But, but …."
The little devil sobbed. "Those people took the Godmother away."
The survivors were silent.
Tonight, a big event happened in the Holy City.
Tomorrow was the Holy Church Ceremony, and the originally elected Pope was supposed to enter the temple on top of Mount Moriah tonight.
However, just a few hours ago, the Godmother responsible for raising the Holy Son secretly sent all the children out of the Holy City.
However, halfway through the event, a snitch appeared and was finally discovered by the patrolling paladins of the Holy City.
Without the Holy Son and the Pope, the Holy Church Ceremony could not be held. This event was extraordinary and of great significance.
All the paladins were mobilized and searched the desert to find the children who were sent out one by one.
In the end, they found 29 children, and there was only one missing, the most important one.
Hong Lie seemed to have made up his mind. "Please believe us, as long as you agree to go with us, we will ensure your safety."
In order to win the trust, he took out the S-Class item.
"We will take you to another world now, a world without the Holy Church. Your Godmother has already gone there and is waiting for you there."
Sure enough, after hearing this, the little devil's eyes wavered. "Really?"
After all, he was still a six-year-old child. Although he was smarter than ordinary people, he was not that scheming and easy to fool.
Hong Lie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said coaxingly, "Of course."
"We only found out about your whereabouts from Sophia. Otherwise, how could we have found you? Think about it carefully, didn't your Godmother say that if you go this way, no one will find you? "
As he spoke, as if afraid that he would not believe him, Hong Lie directly stuffed the small storage box into the little devil's arms.
[Congratulations, you have received an S-Class item: Storage Box]
The little devil looked up in confusion. "What is this sound? What S-Class item? "
He could really hear the main system's voice!
The others exchanged shocked glances, and they couldn't help but sigh.
[Are you sure you want to bring the NPC back to the infinite loop?]
Now, no one doubted the little devil's identity.
Hong Lie smiled bitterly as he paid a total of 500,000 survival points and carried the little devil onto the camel.
[Contract established. When the instance is closed, the NPC will follow you back to the infinite loop.]
"No matter what, we found the Savior."
The survivors were excited and sad.
But before that, they had to complete the main mission to bring the Savior back to the infinite loop.
If the Savior was really the same person as the Perfect World's Pope, then …
Zong Jiu, who was floating on the side, understood something and shook his head in his heart.
Guiguzi's great cause was important, but if the survivors could not complete the main mission of this world, they could not even return to the infinite loop, let alone support the Savior to inherit the world.
So the purpose of their trip was not like what the little devil imagined, which was to go directly to the other world that the survivors spoke of.
They were heading back to the Holy City.
Under the night sky, the little devil chattered about the infinite loop with a cheerful expression.
"Does it mean that in the future, we can go out and play every day without a cloth covering our faces? I can have endless books to read, and I don't have to recite those boring and boring prayers? "
"Will the Godmother be with us? How long will it take for us to arrive? "
The infinite loop that the survivors avoided was the most fun toy in the eyes of a six-year-old child.
Who would have thought that the first step of assisting the Savior was to take care of a child?
In order to calm the child's emotions, the survivors made up stories for him. One described the infinite loop as Gulliver's Travels, another described it as Alice in Wonderland.
Hong Lie suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, little devil, what's your name?"
The little devil lay on the camel drowsily, his dark brown eyes slightly narrowed.
The child's soft hair drooped on his cheeks, and the ahoge on the top of his head stood up, like a cute doll.
After a long time, he asked in confusion, "What's a name?"
"A name is a name, like your Godmother, she's called Sophia." The survivor patiently answered.
"I see." The little devil said softly and touched his hair. "Then I don't have a name."
"Because no one gave me a name, they usually call me No.1."