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Because Marshall was unwell, Haier slowed down to avoid bumps in the carriage.

Soon, the destination Morningstar Church arrived.

After the two got off the bus, Haier said to the two of them: "If there is nothing else, I will go first, Father Marshall, this time I will not charge."

"Huh?" Marshall frowned.

"Thanks to you, my business has improved a lot recently." Haier blinked his right eye.

"Haier, don't you use my name to promote your own carriage?" Marshall raised an eyebrow.

"I hope you don't mind." Haier finished speaking and waved his horse whip and left the Morning Star Church.

"Let's go in." Marshall shook his head and turned to enter the Morning Star Church.

"Don't say it so easily, I just pick up everything!" Robert looked at the two boxes on the ground, one large and one small. The large box belongs to him and the small box belongs to Marshall.

"Just throw away the specialties." Marshall said without turning his head.

The two walked into the Morningstar Church, and the paintings on the stained windows were still full of holiness, but at this time they lost the power to purify their hearts.

People who have experienced true fear will no longer believe this unless... they have given up.

"Father Marshall, you are back? What happened? You seem to have been seriously injured." Bean appeared in front of Marshall. Although Father Hall had hurt him when he was mentally abnormal, the Morning Star Church acted as Morrow. A very important place in Huogang, Bean, who has been running around for a living at a young age, will not give up anyway.

What's more, Father Hall paid a large sum of money.

"Hall is okay?" Marshall nodded, responding to the other party's greeting.

With an embarrassed expression on Bean's face, he scratched the back of his head with his right hand, "This... shouldn't be very good."

"What's the matter?" Although Marshall was asking, there was no surprised expression on his face.

"Father Hall's condition is getting more and more serious, and the time to wake up is less and less, and the work of managing the church is handed over to the rest of the people. Now Dr. Hunt is treating Dr. Hall in the room, but..." Bean Having said this, he sighed, "But Dr. Hunter is not sure about curing Father Hall."

"Did anything special happen when I left?" Marshall asked another thing.

"No, what's the matter?" Bean shook his head.

"Hi, hello, my name is Robert." Taking advantage of the gap between the two talking, Robert finally found the opportunity to introduce himself.

"My name is Bean." Bean smiled.

"Didn't you know each other before?" Marshall looked at the two.

The two shook their heads at the same time.

"Forget it, Bean, take me to Father Hall's room." Marshall made his request.

Soon, the three people came to Father Hall's room. He was still sleeping in his room, as if this room could bring him a sense of security.

The back of Dr. Hunt's right hand was placed on Dr. Hall's forehead, as if he was estimating his temperature.

After Marshall approached, he found Father Hall's face pale, he was obviously only over forty years old, but at this time it looked like an old man in his sixties, the whole person lost his vitality, like a sunset about to sink into the horizon. same.

"Doctor Hunter, Hall him..." Marshall broke the silence.

"Father Marshall, I have seen many illnesses, but Father Hall’s illness is neither a physical illness nor a mental illness. I have tried many methods, but none of them worked. I think it may require miracles to appear. Only Father Hall can recover." Dr. Hunter sighed deeply, and his mental state was not good at this time.

At this time, a weak voice sounded in the room, and everyone turned their eyes on Father Hall's face.

"Marshall..." Father Hall stared at Marshall, as if Marshall was his last hope.

Dr. Hunter stepped aside, and Marshall sat in the chair while putting the crutches aside.

"Are you...injured... seriously...?" Father Hall saw Marshall's crutches.

"Just one month off." Marshall showed a relaxed expression on his face.

At this time, Father Hall stretched out his hand, weak and weak, "Then...that matter...how...what?"

Marshall didn't answer immediately, but looked at the three people behind him, "You go out first, Father Hall and I have something to say."

"But..." Bean reacted fiercely, but was held down by Doctor Hunter.

"But what?" Robert asked this sentence.

"Father Marshall, be careful yourself, Father Hall may...the situation is unstable." After Dr. Hunt said to Marshall, he took the two of Bean and walked out.

"Have you found Burning Sea? Marshall." Hall asked.

"I found it, I also threw down the "Verdra Manuscript". A lot of things happened during this period. I passed the death many times, but in the end it was finished. It was just..." Marshall looked at Huo. Er's eyes, "The Burning Sea cannot destroy the "Verdra Manuscript", and it cannot..."

"I should have thought..." Hall was a little excited, "Even the devil is not its opponent!"

"Hall, Hall." Marshall yelled twice to silence Hall, and then he continued, "How do you feel now?"

"Marshall, I...may be dying...I feel that something is getting closer and closer to me. He is absorbing my soul from another world, a world without human existence." Hall's eyes were full of Desperate, "I'm sorry, Marshall, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt so badly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On the Blue Pearl, I also found a clue, maybe, I can help you." Marshall Take out the nautical chart, "This is the area, there is a small island here, there is a very strange cave inside, maybe a solution can be found in it, and there is just..."

His words were interrupted by Father Hall.

"No, Marshall, give up... You haven't read the manuscript, it shouldn't affect you, so let's just leave me alone." At this time, Hall's voice sounded more powerful than before.

"Hall, it's not that simple." Marshall thought of the mysterious hole that sucked in the burning lamp jellyfish, the mysterious hole that emerged from the Blue Pearl.

"Marshall, I thought a lot when you left. Maybe, this is my destiny. It is the way God arranged for me." Hall's eyes began to lose focus, "Promise me, don’t go to the truth again. Now, I have a strong hunch that when we get closer and closer to the truth, the end is about to come."

"Hall, a friend of mine also read the manuscript." Marshall sighed. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.