The day of the sacrificial ceremony will soon come, and when Shen Fengyue's hair grows to shoulder length, the Dark Holy See begins to act.
Shen Fengyue finally saw the Son of Darkness after a long absence, and today was the only opportunity for him to get off the phone. After this village, there is no such shop.
He was dressed extremely luxuriously and solemnly, and was then led by the supervisor to the venue where the grand ceremony was held.
The Son of Darkness was wearing a fancy dress and holding a scepter. He was located at the top of the field. There were countless people surrounding him in a protective posture.
While the other party was reciting the complicated and lengthy ode, Shen Fengyue was silently estimating the strength of both the enemy and the enemy, and which direction would be the fastest to stand in front of the Son of Darkness. Theodore had already been arranged by him to go far away. This was a battle for him alone, even a life-threatening situation, so Shen Fengyue didn't want to involve innocent people.
He subconsciously rubbed the dagger hidden in the left sleeve with his right hand through the cloth, and a sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart. It was his weapon, and Shen Fengyue planned to go and bleed.
The Son of Darkness was still chanting, but it had come to an end. At this time, Shen Fengyue's feet moved at will, and suddenly found that something was wrong. He scratched the ground with his foot again, something slightly different, and there were shallow lines on the floor tiles under his feet.
not good! His mind moved.
At this moment, just as the last note of Song Wen fell, Shen Fengyue saw the Son of Darkness showing a malicious smile at him in the gap between the heavy walls.
Shen Fengyue's pupils tightened.
The change came very quickly, almost at the same time as Song Wen's voice fell, with Shen Fengyue as the center, fire dragons rushed out from the ground, and the fire dragons surrounded him in a circle, forming a wall of fire, isolating him from other people.
"I'm sorry, my dear traitor," said the Son of Darkness, "thank you for all you have done for the Dark God."
"Use the flesh as a sacrifice to sacrifice to the Lord of Darkness."
After the fire wall was formed, the jumping and burning flames caused the temperature of the entire site to rise a lot.
Shen Fengyue's face sank, is this the rhythm of using him to sacrifice to the sky, or the cruel way of burning him.
The fire sacrifice is really in line with the aesthetics of this dark church.
Theodore, who was hiding in a hidden place, watched the fire ignite, his heart skipped a beat, and his worried eyes passed through the fire wall and fell on the people trapped in it.
The Son of Darkness stood at a high place, looking down at Shen Fengyue, he raised his chin, as if he was watching a good show.
The fire wall is not always stable in place, the soaring fire dragon will compress towards the middle a little bit over time, giving people a sense of tension and oppression.
The consequence of sitting still is to wait for death, Shen Fengyue decided to take the big one.
"My dear Son of Darkness." He raised his head and made eye contact with Son of Darkness, and a bright flower bloomed on his lips, "You underestimate me too."
The son of darkness raised his eyebrows, and then listened to him continue: "Do you think I am a timid person who cherishes my life?"
As if to prove what he said, the next moment, the robe on his body slipped off, leaving only a thin undershirt. Shen Fengyue took out the dagger hidden in her sleeve, and quickly slashed several long and large wounds on her body, with a ruthless attack, without even wrinkling her brows.
"system!"
"receive!"
Gorgeous blood flowers bloomed on his body, and they covered most of his body in a short while. The white undershirt was gradually stained red by the blood, and the moment it was stained with the blood flowers, it began to corrode.
Such an operation was unexpected, and everyone was stunned, watching the man in the fire ring dripping with blood and dissatisfaction with scars all over his body, and then jumped his body to experience the tempering of the fire, and jumped out of the burning cage that bound him in one fell swoop.
The fireworks burned on his body, but Shen Fengyue, who had already made the system turn on the pain shield, didn't care. He didn't care about the sparks on his body.
His whole body has been soaked with blood, and throwing it into the crowd is like a lethal weapon thrown into it. Anyone who is contaminated with his blood will suffer from corrosion.
Shen Fengyue held the dagger in her hand, firstly to repair the knife for herself, tearing the congealed wound again and again, releasing endless blood, and secondly, using the dagger to deal with the enemy standing in front of him.
The original snow-white blade has been completely dyed red, and it is not clear whether it is his or someone else's.
The corrosive effect of the blood was too strong, and the blade of the dagger that he had prepared was gradually unable to hold up, so he picked up the enemy's knife. Shen Fengyue's blood-letting style of play, killing one thousand enemies and self-injuring eight hundred, all relying on a ruthless strength, he made insidious moves, and would try to wipe the eyes of people with blood, and after a while, the people surrounding the Son of Darkness He broke a hole in the wall abruptly.
Shen Fengyue took a deep breath and rushed forward desperately, all the way through five barriers and six generals to the Son of Darkness.
"Sorry, you may lose my life." Shen Fengyue raised her eyebrows and slashed her body a few times, then threw away the weapon and replaced it with a new one, "But your life, I want it."
Son of Darkness has never seen such a wolf-fire style of play, not to mention that he is still a crispy mage. He desperately hid behind him and threw his subordinates out in front of him, hoping to block some of Shen Fengyue's attacks. At the same time, he kept chanting incantations and using spells to remotely attack and interfere with Shen Fengyue.
No matter how ruthless Shen Fengyue was, he couldn't waste the wheel battle. In addition, he had lost too much blood, and his complexion had turned pale, like a piece of fragile tissue paper, which would be broken with a single poke, and there was a faint blue-gray color of decay.
He can't hold it anymore, even if he uses the system to burn his life to resist, he can't hold it anymore.
The Son of Darkness seemed to know his state, and was overjoyed. He called more people to consume Shen Fengyue and strive to exhaust his remaining health.
Shen Fengyue's legs were sore and weak, he could only try his best to stand up straight, for fear that his knees would bend and he would kneel.
"Heh." He chuckled lightly, added more wounds to himself, raised his eyes and looked at the Son of Darkness fiercely, his eyes were decisive.
He will perish together.
Shen Fengyue took a deep breath, and when he was about to rush out, he found the screams of the Dark Holy See people falling from behind. He looked back and found that it was Theodore.
Holding a long sword, he was flexible and killed with one sword, Zhou Xuan in the crowd. After seeing Shen Fengyue's gaze at him, she immediately said, "Don't die?"
Theodore couldn't help wanting to go out to help Shen Fengyue as early as when he was bleeding, but was stopped by the extreme parties in the Holy See of Light. He rushed out against all odds.
"Leave your back to me," he said. Theodore saw Shen Fengyue's purpose. He wanted to kill the Son of Darkness. Although he didn't know the reason, it was possible for Shen Fengyue to use this style of play so desperately to kill the opponent. A must have.
Then, he came to help him.
The back is usually given to people who are extremely trustworthy. Theodore asked him to give his back to him at ease. He was willing to resist all the dangers behind him. Shen Fengyue believed it.
Behind him, Theodore protected him with a sword. He looked at the few people in front of him and killed them in one go. He kicked his foot back hard, rushed out and grabbed the robe of the Son of Darkness, and the other bloody hand attacked his eyes, taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's blindness and piercing his heart with a sword.
The Son of Darkness's body froze suddenly, and he tried his best to turn his head, but he couldn't see the expression of the person behind him. His face was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if he could not accept his final outcome. Then, the Son of Darkness slumped and fell to the ground. Shen Fengyue's hand was still on the hilt of the sword that assassinated him, and fell to the ground with him.
The death of the Son of Darkness was like a signal, which made him lose all his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to remove his hand from the hilt of the sword.
Shen Fengyue gasped for breath, her chest undulating and arcing, her face finally brought out a satisfied smile.
"Great, the bug has been removed, and the mission is complete."
The system also hummed and praised him.
One person and one system are all silently waiting, waiting for the news of the completion of the task. But after waiting for a minute, there was no response, and they sensed something was wrong.
what's the situation? Isn't the bug dead? what happened? Shen Fengyue pressed on the Son of Darkness, obviously aware that the person under him had died and was a corpse. But why didn't the mission completion message come
Shen Fengyue fell into deep thought, and then suddenly said: "Could it be that the task object is wrong?!"
At the same time, a message came from the system: "Old Shen, there was a message from the headquarters just now, saying that the previous data was wrong, and the location of the bug was wrong."
"Old Shen, we killed the wrong person," it said.
"… "
"… "
"..."
Killed wrong? Did he kill the wrong person with the system? Wouldn't all this effort be in vain
This blood-stained death battle is like a joke, a big joke.
"Heh." Shen Fengyue wanted to laugh out loud, but she didn't dare to laugh too much, fearing that the wound would be split, so she could only laugh bitterly in the end, then she closed her eyes fiercely, and quietly lay on the corpse of the Son of Darkness. up, motionless.
After the sense of sight is deprived, the other five senses become sharp. He heard the sound of weapons falling to the ground one after another, the thief was captured first, the king was captured, the son of darkness was dead, those people lost their backbone, and naturally they had to disarm and surrender and give up their struggle. He also heard the sound of fresh blood flowing and corroding the flesh, like an ice layer breaking apart, and a fine sound of blasting in his ears.
Shen Fengyue closed his eyes, and when his consciousness gradually sank, he suddenly felt that his body was touched, he slowly opened his eyelids, his eyes turned, and he was facing Theodore's face.
His hair color and pupil color had returned to its original state, the long golden hair was loose, and a pair of ice blue eyes drooped down to stare at him silently.
Theodore pinned the long sword to his waist, knelt down on one knee, and separated Shen Fengyue's fingers from the hilt of the sword he was holding. He moved gently and carefully, as if he was dealing with the most precious treasure in the world. .
After all his fingers were separated, his arms crossed Shen Fengyue's legs and waist, and hugged him horizontally.
"I'll take you back."
Shen Fengyue's body was soaked with blood, and her white underclothes were dyed almost black. The moment she was picked up by Theodore, there was a sound of being corroded from the place where the latter joined him.
Shen Fengyue realized something and moved slightly, trying to struggle to get out. But just such a simple and subtle movement made him lose his strength in an instant. He could only pant and said helplessly: "Put me down, you will be injured if you get my blood."
"Yeah." Hearing this, Theodore just hummed softly. Then he used his arms to tilt him into his arms and hugged him further: "I know."
Shen Fengyue was stunned: "Why are you..."
"Don't worry, I'm not." He looked down at him, with a rare tenderness in his eyes, like the soft light of a spring sun, his eyes sparkling, and a gentle liquid flowing.
Obviously it is the extremely gentle gaze, but such gentleness is like a raging flame, burning into the heart. Shen Fengyue couldn't stand being stared at by him, she turned her face away gently, staggered his gaze, and said, "Don't look at me, it's ugly."
His lifeless style of play also left him with countless injuries. He was slashed several times with a sharp blade on his face, and was covered in blood at the same time, which must not look good.
Subconsciously, he didn't want Theodore to see himself so embarrassed.
Shen Fengyue thought so, but who knew that the petitioner said something like this: "You are not ugly, you have always been beautiful." When Shen Fengyue looked up, she happened to see that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were calm. , the words are sincere, and there is no deception.
Theodore hugged him and walked all the way to the outside. The people of the Dark Holy See had been slack in resisting. When they saw them coming, they split into two groups and stood on both sides to watch, so they were like no one along the way.
Shen Fengyue rested her head on his chest, feeling the ups and downs of his breathing every time. A bunch of long golden hair hangs down as far as he can see, as if it will glow, it is like a bright light in this dark place, illuminating everything in front of him.
He stared at the bundle of golden hair, his fingers moved slightly, and he touched the long bundle of hair by ghosts, fingers interspersed in it, Theodore noticed it, but did not stop him.
"Why did you come to save me?" This question was what he always wanted to ask. "Don't you, the Holy See of Light, regard me as something ominous? The ominous thing will die naturally, isn't it good for everyone?"
Theodore suddenly stopped speaking, Shen Fengyue just asked casually, although she really wanted to know the answer, but if people didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force it. Just when he thought he couldn't wait for an answer, Theodore spoke up.
"Not good for me," he said.
Shen Fengyue: "?"
"If you die, I will be very sad." Theodore added, attracting Shen Fengyue to look up at him, he saw his figure in those silver eyes, "In this world, I The most unwilling person to let you die."
"for… "
why
"You're always scheming, and this love affair."
"I'm in."
He was already in. From the moment this man caught his attention and made him put all his eyes on him, he lost.
Lose completely, lose calmly, lose willingly.
Falling in love with Shen Fengyue, he thought he would.
"In the name of God, I love you," he said softly, his voice soft.
Press on your faith, swear to the gods, and show your affection to your loved ones.
The blond hair interspersed between his fingers suddenly slid down through his fingers. These coherent words were like heavy blows, hitting his heart one after another, making him tremble.
Shen Fengyue looked at him, Theodore's eyes were curved, and he looked at him with a smile, which made Shen Fengyue couldn't help but smile back.
He felt his affection. It turned out that the unsmiling Holy Son of the Holy See of Light was so unbelievably gentle.
At that moment, he looked like a knight guarding his princess. Holding a long sword, slaying evil enemies, rescuing his sweetheart, and walking out step by step.
The back of Theodore walking out holding Shen Fengyue, fell into the eyes of the extremists in the Holy See of Light, they gritted their teeth, glared at the tall man in the distance, turned to the others and ordered: "Go and tell His Majesty the Pope, The Son of God was betrayed by the betrayer of God, betrayed the Holy See of Light, and mixed with evil."
"Yes." Someone stepped back and moved quickly towards the Holy See of Light, sending back this shocking news.
- Lord Holy Son, betrayed.
At present, the reverse side of the continent is very dangerous for them. The Son of Darkness is dead, and the Holy See of Darkness is bound to have some turmoil, so it is not appropriate to stay here.
Theodore crossed the barrier on the front and back of the continent to the front. He walked to a village, knocked on the door of a village with a strong purpose, and entrusted Shen Fengyue to that family.
On the way, he had applied emergency hemostasis medicine to Shen Fengyue to temporarily stop the blood flowing from the wound.
After settling down, he turned around and was about to leave, but Shen Fengyue grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Where are you going?"
Theodore paused, turned around, and said to him, "I'm going to report the situation to His Majesty the Pope." The matter must come to an end, his eyes dimmed.
"Well." Shen Fengyue nodded, let go of the corner of her clothes, and asked him again, "Will you come back?"
Theodore's lips moved silently, and then said, "Yes."
"Then I'll wait for you here obediently, you must come back to me." Shen Fengyue's eyes wandered, looking straight at him, wanting to get a definite answer.
"Okay." Theodore agreed, then turned and left under Shen Fengyue's injunction, embarking on the road back to the Holy See of Light.
The moment he stepped into the Holy See of Light, he was arrested and brought before the Pope. The Pope asked everyone to exit, and then closed the door. For a time, only him and Theodore were left in the temple.
"You're back." The Pope stood with his back to him, and said these words without looking back.
Theodore responded, and the two were silent. The Pope deliberately let him dry for a while before turning around and looking at him condescendingly.
At that time, Theodore's appearance looked quite embarrassed, her pure blond hair was a little disheveled, her clothes were stained with blood, and some holes had been ripped open in some places, and there were even small holes on her exposed skin. Traces of corrosion burns.
His expression was a little tired, he was tired from driving and driving, and he did not look well rested.
The Pope is old and his eyes are vicious. From the wounds, he can understand what is going on.
Only the cursed blood of the traitor is corrosive. Theodore's light spells are powerful, and his movement skills are not bad. It is difficult for ordinary people to enter his body, let alone hurt like this. Therefore, there is only one condition to cause such harm to him, and that is his willingness.
Only if he voluntarily allowed the god betrayer to approach, would he be injured like this.
"What's your relationship with the traitor?" The Pope asked the sharpest question as soon as he arrived, and he almost hurriedly asked in a questioning tone.
Theodore lowered his eyes, as if remembering something, with a warm smile on his face, he said frankly to the Pope: "His Majesty the Pope, I adore him."
"Lost Lamb." The Pope never expected such a result, he choked, "How could you have such a stupid and chaotic idea? Loving a traitor is the most unacceptable and most unacceptable thing to happen. ."
The Pope stared straight at him with his clear eyes, trying to see something out of it. There was a faint hope on his face, hoping Theodore could tell the next moment that all this was false. Head over to say the wrong thing.
But he didn't, he just shook his head gently.
Theodore was cultivated by the orthodox ideas of the Holy See of Light since he was a child, and has always been obedient to the teachings and rules, and never had such rebellious thoughts. The Pope has nurtured him since he was a child. He has a good character, firm belief, and steady behavior. If he does not make big mistakes, he will be the best candidate for the next Pope.
But it was such an excellent seedling who made a mistake when he came to the end. This was very unacceptable to the Pope. He paced the temple restlessly, and after walking for a while, he suddenly glared at Theodore, hating that iron is not steel: " Kneel down for me!"
This sentence obviously means that the Pope is furious, and it also has another deeper meaning - he is going to use caning.
Theodore knelt down according to his words, unbuttoned his shirt, and knelt on the ground with his upper body bare, facing the statue of the God of Light.
The Pope brought a long whip, which was a slender whip. The black whip was attached with fine spikes, and the spikes reflected Ling Ling's cold light under the light.
The whip designed in this way will only harm the body, but will not endanger human life. It is specially used for criminal law.
"I hit you to make you reflect on your own mistakes and make you remember your mistakes." After speaking, a whip slashed hard.
A bloody whip mark immediately appeared on the white back. Theodore already had some wounds caused by corrosion. This whip mark was superimposed on it and ran across the entire back, and then there were traces of blood from it. emerge slowly.
Theodore's body froze, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the pain came from his back, but he didn't say a word, and drowned all the pain in his mouth.
"Wrong?" the Pope asked him.
Theodore replied: "I know wrong."
The hand gripping the whip loosened, and the Pope thought he had changed his mind: "It's good to know what's wrong. If you know what's wrong, let go of that traitor."
Theodore shook his head.
The Pope was in a hurry, and he struck down with another whip. The whip was even harder, and the sharp thorns rubbed the flesh, and even scraped away some fine skin, leaving a deeper and more painful mark.
"Do you know what's wrong? Will you give up?"
Theodore simply closed his eyes and answered with speechless silence.
The Pope struck a few more lashes, and every time he lashed, he asked if he knew if he was wrong or not, but all of them were rejected by Theodore, who closed his eyes.
One after another welt marks fell on the back, and soon it covered the entire back, big droplets of sweat flowed down the hair, and the blond hair was wet and twisted into strands, Theodore bitten tightly. Teeth, even though he was beaten with blood, he didn't say a word.
The pope was tired and threw the whip in his hand heavily on the ground. Glancing at Theodore, who was kneeling on the ground and kept his eyes closed, it seemed that the latter was determined to be with the traitor.
"You have repented here, and repented to the God of Light. I will give you three days, and I will see your answer in three days." The Pope walked away, and when his long robe passed Theodore, he took a short while. wind of.
The door of the temple opened and closed. Theodore opened his eyes only after the Pope had walked away. He straightened his back, the welts on his back, and the blood seeped and merged together, flowing in all directions. , and soon dripped onto the floor tiles, forming a small pool of blood.
He looked up, his ice blue eyes were extremely clear, and his gaze moved to this lifeless stone statue.
He looked at the statue, and the god had a look of compassion and compassion, as if he was pity on his current situation.
Theodore was silent for a moment, then took out a small brooch from the side of his underwear.
On the back of the brooch was a tuft of silver hair that was carefully tied, and an eye was inlaid on the front. The eyes are silver, and the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, as if smiling at him. Through this eye, the master behind it seems to be smiling at him as well.
"My dear..." A long sigh.
Theodore scrutinized the brooch for a while, before putting it back on the inside of his underwear after a long while, pressing it with his hand, feeling full of security in his heart.
"Merciful Father, I have fallen into the kingdom of invisible sin." He knelt before the gods and pleaded guilty to his faith.
The deity's expression has not changed, and it is still fair and just, merciful to all beings. Standing there quietly, watching sentient beings, watching sentient beings suffer, watching sentient beings die.
But God said to him, you are guilty.
Theodore put his hand on the place where the brooch was placed, and felt the existence of that round object through the thin cloth.
He lowered his head and thought silently, that he was indeed guilty, and the crime was love. He fell in love with someone he shouldn't have fallen in love with.
But he… willingly.
God said again, poor man, you have gone astray.
But what is the right way and what is the wrong way
God finally said that same-sex love is a dead end.
So he was sentenced - death penalty, let love and faith together, pull him and drag him into the endless abyss hell.
Theodore has always been a devout believer, with a firm belief, but at the same time he is unwilling to give up his love for his lover.
Before confessing his heart, he never flinched; before faith judged him, he bowed his head to accept it.
This is the love of Theodore, and it is also the faith of Theodore.
He knelt in front of the statue, lowered his head and closed his eyes, put his hand on the brooch, and recited the Holy Scriptures over and over again.
The dull and cold recitation echoed over and over again in this empty hall.
Three days later, the gate of the temple opened again, and the figure of the Pope appeared. He didn't come in, but just stood at the door and asked the person who had been kneeling for three days in the temple: "Theodore, have you thought about it?"
The kneeling man recited the holy scripture for three days, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry."
He finally fell deeply towards the statue, and this was his answer.
The Pope understood what he meant, shook his head and sighed, very disappointed with him. He couldn't bear to look at him again, turned to leave, and closed the door gently.
Judgment is imminent.