The wind howled, and in mid-air, when the falling Jenkins finished reading this sentence completely, the warmth on his forehead reached the extreme. Jenkins channeled the power from his brow to his body, as he had felt in the evergreen forest last month.
Directly below him, the golden magic ritual array emerged completely, and as the falling Jenkins passed through this golden circular pattern that did not exist in the eyes of ordinary people, the mortal Jenkins once again gained the power from the sage.
The clothes on his body changed from casual clothes to white sacrificial robes, a heavy scripture was added to his empty right hand, and a golden scepter was taken out from the void with his left hand, and the falling posture also ended with the appearance of the power of the Holy Son.
"Why is it so like a magical girl transformation?"
Thinking in his heart, he looked down at his body that seemed to be burning with golden flames, and then turned into a ray of light and shot straight at the huge water lily blooming in the sky.
"Jenkins!"
Finally, someone noticed the golden light galloping from behind. Miss Bevanna shouted in surprise, and then saw that golden figure smashed through the petals in the air like a spear, and flew straight towards the angel in the center.
Another holy son present also tried to break through the defense just now, but his strength was somewhat insufficient. Seeing the heathen's holy son rushing directly to the angel with ease, he suddenly doubted whether he was really favored by the gods.
Jenkins can't control what other people are thinking, too much has happened in this long day, the night has fallen for too long, it's time to end it all.
"Mortal, what do you want to do?"
The angel could see the essence of Jenkins clearly, but the power of the sage concealed Jenkins' soul. Facing the young writer in a white sacrificial robe, the killing angel who was seriously injured didn't realize what he was at the first time.
"Angel, the mortal world does not belong to you, you should go back."
The Holy Son raised his scepter, and with the infusion of the power of the sage, the golden light spread like ripples towards the surrounding sky. Wherever the light went, the dark clouds all dissipated, and the clear night sky and the bright double moon exposed.
"Ordinary people are ignorant and cannot see the coming catastrophe; our Lord is merciful and helps mortals avoid disasters by killing."
The angel also raised his silver-white spear, and said without sadness or joy. Due to serious injuries, it is completely out of human form at this moment, standing in the air in an indescribable sacred posture. The angel is now extremely close to the faceless form that Jenkins can understand, this is the true posture of the killing angel.
"So, what is the disaster at the end of the era?"
The Holy Son asked loudly, the strength of the body was concentrated at one point.
"Mortals are ignorant and covet knowledge that does not belong to them!"
The angel scolded, pointing the spear in his hand at Jenkins.
"It's really the perfect stage."
Under the gaze of demigods and angels, Jenkins sighed in his heart under the starry sky. He looked down at Nolan's Wanjia lights, in the direction of home, and at the cat and unicorn in the distance.
"I'm not alone. Even if I don't belong here, I will eventually find the meaning of my existence in this world."
Spears and scepters clashed, silver and golden sparks bloomed. The fire lily shrank completely back under the angel's feet, and under Jenkins' feet, the young sapling reappeared with the power of the sage.
"this… "
Only the nearby angels felt the same essence from the power as the arrow just now.
"Who are you… "
It finally gets it.
The scepter swung out, and the spear resisted. The holy son recited the teachings of the sages aloud, and the angels whispered the secrets that do not belong to mortals.
The angel and the Son turned into two balls of light that collided and intersected in the air, and the mortals stood silently aside.
"Is this really the power of the Holy Son? Isn't it a bit too powerful?"
Not only was one person thinking about this matter in his heart, but considering that the angel had been injured by the stranger's arrow just now, no one expressed his doubts.
The light faded, and Jenkins and the Angel of Fire looked at each other face to face. Neither of them spoke any more, but mobilized all their strength to turn into two rays of light for the final duel.
Representing the two people's golden traces of light, from the south and the north, facing each other like arrows, converging towards the center of the city. When the two meet, in the eastern night sky, the first ray of sunlight at dawn breaks through the darkness and comes to the world.
The glare of the sun made everyone close their eyes subconsciously, and when they looked into the distance again, Jenkins was the only one standing alone under the dim starry sky.
He turned around and smiled at the people, the power of the sage dissipated, and he returned from the state of the holy son to a mortal. The white sacrificial robe returned to the normal black coat, and the scriptures and scepters in his hands turned into light spots and scattered in the air.
"it's over."
He looked at the rising sun in the distance and whispered, making a gesture of embracing the sun. His eyes were closed little by little, and his body fell back to the ground.
People belatedly remembered that Jenkins could not fly, and arc-shaped figures chased the falling young man from top to bottom in the dawn light.
The cat in the distance showed a reproachful look, then opened its mouth and yawned big towards the sun. The cat that stayed up all night finally saw the end and now it wants to go home.
"Meow~"
The cat squatting on the back of the unicorn patted the little beast, and the little beast made an impatient sound in response, but still carried the cat and flew to where it wanted to go.
(Chocolate is running... )
Even if the soul is not mortal, the body still needs rest. Jenkins can't remember who he ended up catching, but at least he didn't actually hit the ground.
A long deep sleep is necessary for the body. Even if the soul can continue to think, the body needs a good rest. So when you realize you're sleeping and you're about to wake up, you can't help but feel lucky about what's going on all day on Monday.
"Jenkins, you're a lucky guy."
He thought about it in his heart, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but thought about whether his father would be by his side, whether he would say something like "a strange ceiling".
The eyes moved slightly under the eyelids twice, then the fingers trembled, and a soft moan came out of the mouth.
"Oh, sage~"
He said so, and opened his eyes. But he didn't hear his father's voice, only saw Miss Bevanna sitting by his bed holding a book.
This made him a little lost.
Seeing Jenkins wake up, the woman showed a gentle smile. She put the "13th Century Quest: Gods and History" aside, and then handed a note to Jenkins.
"Father went to talk with the Keeper, and he asked me to give you this."
The note said: [Strange Ceiling].
"This is a complete life~"
PS: Okay, the [Angel Falls] big event is over, please vote and ask for everything, how do you feel about this story
Another: This volume is not finished yet, and there is still a chapter of about 20 chapters at the end. In the next intermission, Jenkins will leave Nolan again for a wonderful adventure.