"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Bella smiled, "I'm here to deliver something."
While speaking, her eyes gradually changed from deep black to glass-like transparency, the pupils faded, and she stared straight ahead blankly.
She seemed invisible.
Bella had been bowing her head before, her messy black hair covered most of her cheeks, and she walked very normally, but no one noticed that she was actually blind.
"Send what, send death?" Debra sneered, her face turned pale with anger: "Send something to the church, you are really good enough, look down on us?"
At this time, a team of Templar knights with full equipment poured in, armed with spears, and surrounded the black-haired girl with black and red circles floating all over her body.
Under the layers of knives, Bella raised her head and smiled slightly: "You should be able to feel it? I'm here to find you. This book is very important to you. You must read it carefully." .”
Her eyes are empty, not looking at anyone, just staring at a certain point in the air.
No one knew who she was referring to as 'you', and she didn't seem to be in the mood to explain, and said her own words: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, hundreds of years, and you are finally here, I really Very happy. But in the near future, you will encounter a crisis, a crisis that can be fatal."
Bella's voice carried a hint of melancholy: "I sent this book, hoping it can bring you a chance of life. I can't see what the future holds, but I will do my best to help you no matter what."
The book that had been flipping all the time suddenly flew into the air, a dazzling light bloomed, and everyone in the room was stung to close their eyes.
"Hope to see you in the future."
The ethereal and ethereal female voice slowly faded away in the air, like a color that was erased by someone, completely disappearing from everyone's senses.
"Boom." The sound of something falling to the ground.
When the light dissipated and people opened their eyes, the center of the room was already empty, except for a book lying quietly on the ground.
All this happened so suddenly, Bella appeared and walked quickly, like a dream, only the book with black cover can tell everyone that this is not a dream.
There really was a witch who broke into the church carelessly, and then disappeared in front of everyone majestically.
This is naked/naked/naked provocation, she is slapping the gods in the face!
All the believers present were outraged, and the bishop directly mobilized the army. A large number of people were dispatched to search the whole city for the witch, vowing to make her pay the price.
There was chaos in the room.
Amelia stood in a corner of the room, looking at the book from a distance, and there seemed to be a few gold letters written on the black cover. She has never seen such a strangely shaped text, like a mess of tree branches bundled together, with branches and branches scattered in a mess.
Gradually she became fascinated.
"It's a divination witch." The skinny witch stood silently at the side, and suddenly said: "I've heard of her name, she has lived for a long time, she is good at divination of the future with witchcraft, she is powerful and difficult to defeat, but I have never heard of her. kill."
Amelia could no longer hear her.
That book seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to her, a voice deep in her heart was calling for her, open it, open that book.
Just open it and you will know everything.
It knows everything and tolerates everything.
As if bewitched by an unknown existence, Amelia walked over involuntarily, passing through the chaotic crowd step by step, her toes touching the cold spine of the book.
So cool, so soft, like the skin of a dead person.
She looked down, and the three gold letters on the cover suddenly trembled, like moving spiders, crawling in the black mud, and the thin branches lifted the thick book cover, and slowly opened it towards her—
The page that had flashed by once appeared before her eyes again.
—Dark God.
—One of the oldest and most powerful gods in the world.
— Sexual tyranny, love to kill.
—Its appearance is close to human form, resembling an adult male…
She was about to continue looking down, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder, accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, Rita's face came closer, "Why are you in a daze."
Amelia was startled for a moment, she broke away from that trance state, and when she looked at it again, the pages of the book were tightly closed, and they were not opened at all.
The words on the cover did not move, nor did they crawl up like a spider.
what's the situation
I'm hallucinating
Amelia was stunned for a while, "Hmm...? Well, no, nothing."
She pursed her lips, suppressing the desire to turn the pages of the book again, and took a few steps back, chatting with Rita, absent-minded.
Not long after, a few knights came over, wearing white gloves, covering the books with a white cloth, and took them away carefully, saying that to prevent anyone from being bewitched by the witch, they wanted to lock the books in the warehouse and prohibit others from touching them.
Amelia was standing beside her. She watched the book being taken away, and the impatience in her heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed.
It's like your property is being taken away by someone, and you are watching helplessly, but you can't stop it.
Powerless anxiety and anger intertwined, Amelia took a few deep breaths, a little sweat oozes from her forehead, her face is ugly and condensed.
"What's the matter with you? Are you sick?" Rita looked at her with concern.
Amelia let go of her frowning brows, forced a smile and said, "I'm worried, I don't know who should win this game."
As soon as these words came out, Rita's attention was indeed diverted. She argued vigorously: "A draw! It must be a draw. Neither of you is right, so it can't be considered a loss!"
"She's right. It's a draw this time. I'll let you have the position of Chief. I'll get it back sooner or later." Debra came from behind and said calmly.
Rita rolled her eyes.
"Then she..." Amelia looked at the bewildered red-haired girl with red eye circles in the corner.
The fact that her companion lied to her seemed to have dealt a great blow to her, even if the suspicion of being a witch was removed, she would not be able to cheer her up.
"Let her go." To everyone's surprise, Debra didn't get too entangled with her, and simply let her go. The disabled children were handed over to the orphanage run by the church here.
After seeing off the red-haired girl with a disappointed expression and tears all over her face, Amelia breathed a sigh of relief, touched her ears, and suddenly felt that something was missing.
what is it then
She mused.
Um
Um?
No, what about elves
Amelia suddenly realized that she hadn't heard the voice of the elf for a long time. It seemed that when he started the ceremony of asking the gods, there was no sound in his ears.
ran away again.
Damn, pissed off.
Just replace it with an iron cage and let him run around again next time!
Amelia's face turned dark, she rolled up her sleeves and searched up and down the huge church, and finally found the missing elf on the balcony.
At that time, when she opened the door and went in, the sudden dazzling sunlight dazzled her eyes.
The blond girl narrowed her eyes, and in her hazy field of vision, a large lump of black on the white jade countertop suddenly came into view.
...
Well, it’s actually not too dark.
But the colors are always set off. The church uses an all-white design, and the sunlight is also light-colored. Surrounded by all the light-colored lights and shadows, the elves are so black that they stand out and dominate.
Daily black elf get√
Amelia coughed to remind herself of her presence.
The elf was lazily nestling on a recliner, like a big lazy cat. When she heard the movement, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she glanced at her from under her eyelids.
"It's so slow." He snorted lightly.
Not only did he not admit his mistake, but he was also very contemptuous and arrogant.
Amelia closed the door with her hand, and she keenly felt that the elf was actually in a good mood at this time, even very good.
It's just that his natural villainous face made him look like he was mocking and harboring malicious intentions.
… Of course, sometimes he is really sarcastic, not an illusion.
Amelia stepped forward, stood beside the elf and looked down at him: "Don't tell me when you come out, huh?"
Alfonso didn't answer her question, stretched his slender fingers out in front of her eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with some complacency.
Amelia: ?
She didn't know why she looked over.
A book she was familiar with suddenly appeared in the elf's hand.
The black leather and gold characters are exactly the black book that was just taken away from her eyes.
Amelia suddenly turned her head to meet the elf's eyes, "Why do you have this book?"
Alfonso threw the book to her casually, and his knuckles slid gently on the book cover. I wonder if it was Amelia's illusion. At that moment, she felt that the golden handwriting was trembling and avoiding the elf's fingers in fear.
"Just grab it and take a look." He emphasized the word casually.
"Have you opened it? What's inside?" Amelia asked casually, focusing on the black book.
"No."
Amelia flicked her hand, "No?"
The elf nodded lazily: "There is nothing, it's all blank paper."
Amelia suddenly recalled the pages of the book full of handwriting that she saw before, and her heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, she finally realized belatedly that the "you" mentioned by the divination witch Bella seemed to be referring to her.
why me
What is special about me
Amelia's heart skipped a beat, she had an intuition that this book would change her life and drag her into an unknown prelude. The girl pursed her lips and hesitated, and the fingers caressing the spine of the book looked even whiter under the reflection of the black cover.
"Wow-"
The black book suddenly opened silently.
The half-read page appeared before her eyes again.
—Dark God.
——Its appearance is close to that of a human, resembling an adult male. He has pale hair, a dirty complexion, and even those eyes are the most disgusting scarlet.
—If there is any difference between him and human beings, the golden knife marks left by fighting with the god of light are the best proof of evil.
—No living being, however hopeless, should pray to Him.
- He is the most filthy and evil god.
—If you go against His will, He will surely take away your soul and crush it, and turn your body into dust under His throne.
A clear heartbeat sounded in my ears.
Amelia raised her head after a pause, and there was a rattling sound like a machine jamming oil from her neck.
Directly opposite her, the dark-skinned and white-haired Alfonso was looking at her, his eyes were scarlet, and his golden scar tattoo was shining brightly in the sun.
— It's like walking out of a book.
dark god.
God, Amelia closed her eyes and groaned in despair.
What the hell did she pick up!