During the trial, because of the steadfast protection of the god son Osmond and Sui Yuan, who only harmed the surrounding area of the Dark Land and did not cause any greater impact, he was not directly sentenced to death, but had to be purified first. If he is alive, he will have to wait until the purification is completed to observe his recovery.
If he regains his "nature", then the temple can accept the request of Holy Son Osmond, and he will become Sui Yuan's "guardian". If his nature is still polluted by evil, then death will await him.
Everyone who had anticipated this situation accepted the result calmly, including Sui Yuan who was waiting for an opportunity to escape from prison and seek death.
According to the original text, the temple's defenses against Nadred are very strict, so only after the purification ceremony did he find a chance to escape. Naturally, Sui Yuan had to follow the original text and safely passed the preparations before the purification ceremony period, and then was put on the altar on the day of the ceremony.
The priests of the protoss stood around the altar according to the magic circle, while Sui Yuan was imprisoned in the center of the altar. Osmond, Alora, and the rest of the guarding paladins stood at the door away from the altar, suppressing anxiety in silence, watching the ceremony proceed.
When the priests began to recite the prayers, the crystals in the four directions of the altar gradually shone brightly.
The holy light locked the entire altar, and at the same time, the sacred chains on Sui Yuan's body were also released. Sui Yuan, bathed in the holy light, felt that his whole body began to ache like tears. It was exactly the same at the Source of Darkness.
Resisting the pain, Sui Yuan cast his eyes on the crystal facing east. According to the original book, this is the most vulnerable place in the entire magic circle. The original version of Nadred was lucky enough to smash the east side when resisting desperately. The crystal on the surface destroyed the purification circle, and what he had to do was naturally the same thing.
Roaring in a low voice, Sui Yuan raised his hand and called out the black double blades, and began to resist, Alola was crying and shouting for him to hold back the sound, but Sui Yuan turned a deaf ear to it.
Waving the black sharp blade, trying in vain to cut away the holy light that was constantly entwined around his body, Sui Yuan moved to the east step by step, and when he reached the correct spot, he suddenly turned his backhand, manipulating the sharp black blade to attack the crystal. go.
"Not good!" A priest yelled, but it was too late. The Eastern crystal shattered instantly when it came into contact with the sharp blade, and at the same time, the elf's black shadow protruded from the holy light barrier like lightning, "Hurry up and grab him!"
After breaking away from the Holy Light Barrier, Sui Yuan felt that his body regained strength again. Although he was still weak due to the previous confinement, he still had the strength to fight.
Sui Yuan, who had recovered his strength, ignored the other priests or paladins who wanted to stop him, and rushed straight to his destined opponent. The black sharp blade collided with the silver scepter, making a clear but hostile moan, Sui Yuan's eyes shone brightly, full of anticipation, but the other party turned a blind eye to this anticipation.
The elves fought and advanced, while Osmond fought and retreated, one was very fierce, while the other was restrained. Seeing that he was about to approach the gate of the temple and almost escaped, Sui Yuan became anxious.
Regardless of the constraints of the rules, Sui Yuan lowered his voice to remind his pig teammates who did not follow the routine of the script: "Kill me!"
Osmond looked softly, took a deep look at Sui Yuan, and smiled wryly: "How could I kill you?"
"Stop messing around!" Sui Yuan almost knelt down to him, it's so embarrassing to be stuck in the final scene even though it's the final scene! Why is it so difficult to want to die!
Osmond didn't answer, but just expressed his determination with practical actions, making Sui Yuan completely lose hope of getting the other party's cooperation to complete the task.
Sui Yuan, who once again recognized the troublesome nature of the pig teammate, was discouraged, and finally didn't plan to waste time with Osmond anymore - he must die now, since Osmond won't kill him, then find someone else to kill him. The general policy of the final death of the villain BOSS cannot be changed. Although it is not according to the original book that he died at the hands of the male lead, he still cannot escape because of the mercy of the male lead and continue to harm the common people!
Sui Yuan, who was determined to die, resolutely shifted his target, and met a paladin beside him. Although the paladin's level was much lower than Osmond's, he was willing to do his best, and all his moves were aimed at Sui Yuan's vital point. Cut, so dedicated that Sui Yuan really wanted to give him a tearful thumbs up!
Knowing Sui Yuan's thoughts, Osmond frowned slightly. Seeing the elves slamming into the paladin's long sword in relief, he suddenly wanted to vomit blood in embarrassment. Going around Sui Yuan without a trace, even using the scepter to help him resist several fatal attacks, Osmond was not surprised to see that Sui Yuan's eyes staring at him were almost solidified with resentment. Can't help but sigh.
—It seems that he decided to die here without any hesitation.
So, in the next second, as if being guided by something, the black sharp blade pierced through the chest of the Son of God for the second time.
The chest was pierced, and a black dagger mixed with bright red blood emerged from Osmond's back, and a bright red blood flower bloomed on the white robe. The beautiful Holy Son frowned slightly because of the pain, but smiled, and did not retreat, but took a few steps forward to face the astonished elf, allowing the sharp blade to penetrate deeper into his body.
"You!" The elf's eyes widened, and the red eyes flashed with unbelievable sluggishness. Osmond's blood splashed on his pale face. She stroked his cheek as if to comfort a lost child, and then gently kissed his slightly parted lips.
Everyone was stunned by the sudden change, and even forgot to wave their weapons. The whole temple was silent, so they also heard Osmond lying on the elf's body, whispering softly in his ear .
"Since you want to die, then I will accompany you. This time, I will take a step first and wait for you in that world..."
The elf supported Osmond's body, his face was full of panic and fear. He tried his best to stop the passing of the other's life, but he could only watch his eyes dim gradually, but with a gratified smile, Soft and affectionate as always.
"No... Osmond?! How could you die?! I actually killed you?!" The elf knelt down on the ground weakly, still holding Osmond, who had no life breath, in his arms, as if the sky had collapsed sinking despair.
The next second, his expression suddenly went blank, as if he had made a decision, he grabbed the other dagger that fell to the ground when he was startled by killing Osmond by mistake.
Holding Osmond's body in one hand, he raised the dagger with the other hand, turned the blade to his heart, and as Alora screamed "No!", the sharp blade pierced the elf without delay heart.
The internal organs were hit hard, causing the elf to cough up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Osmond's bloodless lips, leaving a blush.
"You bastard..." the elf said in a low voice, slowly closed his eyes, and fell backwards, right into the arms of Alora who rushed up.
"Nadred! Nadred!" Alora tried to block the blood gushing out of the elf's wound with her hand, but it was in vain. The elf glanced at her with the last bit of consciousness, smiled wryly, and whispered Spit out three words: "I'm sorry..."
"Don't say I'm sorry—don't say sorry! You didn't say sorry to me, I did something wrong—maybe I was the one who was wrong..." Alora broke down in tears, trying hard to save the elf's life, but she only felt the pistachio under her palm. The beating of the heart became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped beating completely.
Alora knelt on the ground, hugging the elf, and in the elf's arms, Osmond smiled and snuggled up there, as if he was asleep.
Raising her hand stained with elf blood to cover her face, Alora could no longer restrain her grief, and began to cry loudly. She didn't know how all this happened, but felt that the sadness and despair would almost She drowns.
Around her, the priests and paladins stood silently, not knowing what to say. Finally, a priest turned around, walked slowly towards the gate of the temple, and raised his hand to push it away.
The blood-stained air drifted out from the inside of the temple. On the towering spire not far away, the huge brass bell made a dull low sound, one time, two times... the low, mournful death knell will guide the souls of the dead to the On the other side of the kingdom of heaven, I hope they can obtain eternal happiness in that world.
Fifty years later.
"Teacher, do you really want to move Nadred's ashes to the cemetery of the temple to be buried with Son Osmond?" The young swordsman asked worriedly while holding the black urn, "The temple Those people will definitely jump their feet in anger!"
"Ha! I don't care about them!" Although she is over 60 years old, Alora still looks like she is in her 30s, beautiful and energetic—after all, for her who has become a holy swordsman As far as life is concerned, there is still a long period of time before life can come to an end. However, under the scouring of the years, even though her face is not old, her eyes no longer have the willful impulse of her youth. Although she is still cunning, she is shining with pride and wisdom.
"For this day, I have struggled for more than 50 years! I have finally become a holy swordsman, and I don't have to act according to the face of the temple. Of course I want to fulfill my long-cherished wish in this life!" Alora waved her hand , indicating to his disciple not to be too wordy, and led him straight into the temple cemetery, ignoring the anger and reluctance of the priests around him.
In the cemetery of the temple, beside a huge white stone tablet, another male swordsman stood there. His excellent skill.
"Hey, Ghana, I'm sorry to trouble you!" Alora raised her hand to say hello, then carefully took the urn from the young swordsman, knelt down, and placed it in the cave dug a long time ago beside the white tombstone Inside.
"Is this what you have been obsessed with?" The man called Garner shrugged his shoulders, watching Alora draw out the dagger and carve the name "Nadred" on the tombstone, "I never thought you would still be the same As for one of the parties involved in this incident, I just heard it sung by bards when I was traveling. Everyone must have heard of this love story of justice and evil—by the way, the truth of the matter Is the truth the same as the poets sing?"
"Almost." Alora smiled lightly, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, then she frowned as if she disliked her ugly handwriting, inserted the dagger back into her waist, and stood up.
"At that time, the temple did not agree with you being buried together, but I believe that you also hoped so? Now that I have finally helped you do it, it can be regarded as... I have fulfilled my last responsibility as a friend.... I hope you can get a little Lighten up the mistakes of the past..." Alora looked at the tombstone and said softly, and in the next second, Garner hugged her shoulders comfortingly.
"I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish, now you should agree to my pursuit?" Garner raised his eyebrows, and his hearty voice dispelled the slight sadness in Alora's heart, "The last time you refused me on the excuse that you don't want to be distracted. It's so hurtful."
"...Hey, do you know, my first love is here!" Alora raised her chin towards the white tombstone, her tone slightly warning.
"So what?" Garner was unmoved, "Sir Osmond, the son of Osmond, died a long time ago, and besides, he has another love! Even death must follow him."
Alora's eyes dimmed. Naderred refused to be purified back then, so the only thing waiting for him was death. Osmond didn't want to see his loved one die with his own eyes, so he chose to go one step ahead and be killed by the other party, right? Probably, he also knew that when he died, Nadred would not be able to bear the blow and would leave with him... From this point of view, Nadred killed Osmond, and Osmond killed Osmond with his own death. Nadred, they killed each other, it is really possessive that they don't want to let outsiders get involved even in death...
Sighing lightly, Alora quickly cheered up, and buried her forgetfulness deeply in her heart.
"... idiot, I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Alora scolded lightly, glanced at Garner who was staring deeply at her, turned around with a little blush on her face, and walked away quickly, "When will you be able to defeat me? Let’s talk! Let me accept your pursuit? Now you are not qualified yet!”
"Oh...then I really have to work hard." Garner laughed, and greeted the young swordsman who had long been accustomed to the way the two get along, and followed Alora together, "I want to pursue a It's really hard work for a holy swordsman who is called a genius... "
The author has something to say: This world ends with scattered flowers~~ Ha ha, what a happy (keng) round (si) round (die) ending!