When he walked out of the Garden of the Holy Sepulchre, Dr. Lu seemed to be still in a dream. He stumbled to keep up with Ning Zhou's footsteps, turned back again and again, his eyes were red.
"What happened last night? Is the Witch of Nightmare dead? Where is Su Heren?" Dr. Lu still didn't know what happened last night. After the pain passed out, he had been in a daze, and vaguely felt that he was being carried on his back. Back in the lord's castle, he woke up when it was almost dawn, and there was a note left by Qi Leren beside his pillow, saying that he had got the antidote and the poison on his body had been removed, let him rest well .
Dr. Lu guessed that they were at the old site of the Holy See, and they rushed over immediately after waking up. Who would have thought that they would receive such a shocking news.
"There is no Su He." Ning Zhou's hoarse voice came, and the coldness was full of killing intent, "Only, the Demon King of Deception."
Dr. Lu froze, the chill spread from under his feet, and the warm sunlight could not make him feel the slightest warmth.
Su He, is the devil king of fraud
Dr. Lu turned his head sharply, Qi Leren's death...
"Did he... did he... did it?" Dr. Lu could barely utter a single sentence.
Ning Zhou nodded.
Dr. Lu staggered a step, fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
The details that he had neglected all surfaced one by one. If Su He's bizarre appearance in the new village can be explained by the bug in the new village, then why did he suddenly appear in the horror of the ancient castle? What was involved in the separate conversation between him and the two? Since then, Qi Le people have seemed to be wary and wary of Su Hena, but why
He never even thought about it.
When Qi Leren came to invite him to participate in the mission of Saint Nun's Dreamland, he happened to bump into Su He to say goodbye to them... If all this is not a coincidence, but a deliberate plan by the deceived devil... Then he played in this tragedy. The role is the accomplice who pushes Qi Le people to death.
"Let's go." Ning Zhou said in a low voice, walking towards the temple at the top of the Holy See.
There is not much time left for him. This long-dead field is losing its balance. If it is allowed to develop, it will eventually collapse into a black hole, causing the entire holy city to fall into ruin. Before that, he must break through. This field will release those who are trapped here.
Before returning to the temple, the half-destroyed building was magnificent under the sun. The damaged angel statues on the square surrounded the disc with a diameter of four or five meters. Now Ning Zhou knew what it was. It was the Virgin of the Holy See, and Mary's will brought it back to life, holding her sword of judgment high, and slaying the Demon King.
When he came to the stone gate again, his heart that had already been riddled with holes felt mourning again. Just remembering the mood when he opened the door last time, he almost lost the courage to open the door again.
Running out of time.
Ning Zhou took a deep breath. The wound in his abdomen was painful as if it was torn apart. He put his hand on the door and pushed it forward.
The sun shines from the broken dome, like a dazzling blade of light, cutting through the darkness.
Ning Zhou carefully avoided the tragic trail of blood on the ground, and came to the deepest part of the hall like a wandering soul. He was so disgusted by the corpse of the black dragon that was stabbed to death by the sharp sword in the hand of the Virgin Statue.
That sword is the token of destruction.
Pull it out, cut through this dead realm, and everything will end.
This is what Dr. Lu saw when he came to the temple—
Ning Zhou knelt down in front of the statue of the Virgin and reverently drew a cross on his chest. Golden rays of light lit up from his body, and the countless bright spots of light were densely covered in the phantom of a creeping seraph with wings curled behind his back. , As the Seraphim got up and gradually stretched out, the huge six wings spread out, forming a golden light and shadow.
The phantom of the blazing angel gradually became clear, Ning Zhou stood up and took a step forward, and the majestic blazing angel also took a step and stretched out his hand.
The giant sword inserted on the black dragon's reverse scales began to glow, and the metal giant sword was inspired by the divine power, slowly pulled out of the dragon's body, and fell into the hands of the Seraphim.
An ethereal chant came from the collapsed temple, and countless golden and silver light spots surged up like fireflies under the feet. The holy light lit up, and the pure white drowned everything, annihilating the sins of the world in the holy light.
The singing sounded, and the temple, which was destroyed in the war, seemed to have returned to the heyday of the past. Standing beside the stone gate, Dr. Lu stared blankly at the unbelievable things in front of him. The believers in white sacrificial clothes were passing by him like a stream of water, walking towards the depths of the hall.
Just under the cross in the deepest part of the temple, a blond and blue-eyed holy nun was smiling at them. The sympathetic smile that saw through all the mourning in the world easily eased the pain in people's hearts.
But the tears still fell unconsciously.
Dr. Lu looked at Ning Zhou, the huge seraph behind him held the giant sword, lowered his eyes and meditated. As for Ning Zhou, he looked at the phantom of the holy nun in the depths of the hall with sadness and nostalgia, and walked towards her step by step.
The blond Saint Nun smiled at him tenderly, took his face, and dropped a tender kiss on his forehead.
The illusion disintegrated, the figure of the holy nun disappeared, countless praying believers disappeared, and the magnificent temple disappeared... In the broken wall that was left behind, Ning Zhou stood alone on the ruined hall, facing In front of the huge cross, draw a cross on your chest.
Blood and tears, life and death, crime and punishment, the beginning and the end, all come to an end here.
The Seraphim holding the great sword opened his eyes, he raised the sword of judgment belonging to Maria, the brilliant halo condensed here, even the sun couldn't compare to its dazzling brilliance at this moment.
The great sword was raised and swung in the direction of the rising sun in the east—
The world is silent at this moment, and then the next second, the sky is torn apart, the earth is divided, and countless fragments are torn apart from the gaps in the sky, like a broken mirror, falling in pieces and then disappearing into the air. , the holy city that was once hidden by the realm of the saint nun finally returned to reality from the gap of time.
The dream of the saint nun is overlapping with the nightmare world, and the people living in the dream are returning to reality - a bloody and cruel world ravaged by demons.
The blazing angel who cut off the sword sighed at the falling sun. It was not the real sun, but a phantom constructed by the holy nun in her realm. When the realm was broken, it also fell together.
The light on Seraph became weaker and weaker, and some kind of strange black mist rose from his feet and began to pollute the holy power. Seraph looked at Ning Zhou in amazement, he didn't understand why the devout believer suddenly shook .
The Sword of Judgment was falling, and the huge sword body was gradually shrinking, turning into a sharp blade and inserting it in front of Ning Zhou. He slowly opened his eyes, and a crimson light was faintly flashing in his blue eyes.
Ning Zhou covered his face in pain and held the sword of judgment inserted on the ground. The power from Maria poured into his body silently, calming the restless evil power, and waited until he opened his mouth again. When he opened his eyes, the red under his eyes had disappeared without a trace.
The blazing angel summoned by the power of faith dissipated, and the golden figure gradually turned into nothingness. The beautiful wings behind him were scattered, like dandelions scattered by the wind, golden, silver, and a few pieces of black. Countless feathers flew to the ground in the wind. One of the black feathers was spinning in the air, colliding with a small piece of blue and white falling flowers. The petals were pushed by the black wings, and once again took advantage of the wind to fly to a farther place.
It fell slowly and drifted into the quiet garden of the Holy Sepulchre.
Under the warm sunlight, the blue and white petals spun down and gently kissed Qi Leren's cold lips.
As tender as a sympathetic kiss.
[Player Ning Zhou, complete the dream mission of Saint Nun. Mission completion is 117%. Obtain special task clues, and reaching the purgatory in the depths of the underground Ant City within 30 days will trigger the task by itself.]
[The number of days of survival will be rewarded for 90 days. Unexpected factors interfere with the progress of the mission, and the number of days of survival will be additionally rewarded for 10 days.]
[Data synchronization countdown, ten, nine, eight...]
"Cancel the transmission." Ning Zhou whispered.
The beam wrapped around him disappeared. After the original mission was completed, he would be teleported back to his residence, but the mission in the main world could also be canceled and teleported back by himself.
Dr. Lu, surrounded by the teleportation beam, said eagerly, "Then I won't go either... Cancel the teleportation!"
Transmission stopped.
"Aren't you going back?" Dr. Lu asked in a low voice.
Ning Zhou shook his head and looked forward with dim eyes. The illusory morning sun has fallen, the real sun is hanging in the sky, the fog outside the holy city has dissipated, and the wandering demons will soon find it here. And the residents of the Holy City have been comfortable for too long, and they don't even know how terrifying the outside world is now.
They were sheltered by the wings of the holy nuns for twenty-two years. But they don't know that their peace can no longer be maintained, the hypocritical peace will eventually be broken, and they, who are used to peace, are vulnerable in the face of reality.
"Contact the Holy See stronghold, evacuate and transfer the residents, you must get ahead of the devil." Ning Zhou said, walking towards the outside of the temple.
Dr. Lu hurriedly followed in his footsteps, looking at his back, speechless.
They walked down the steps of the former Holy See site and stopped when they passed the Garden of the Holy Sepulchre. Doctor Lu thought Ning Zhou would walk in, but he didn't.
The golden and silver light that was hovering over the temple slowly fell, shrouding the garden of the Holy Sepulchre, and a golden barrier wrapped it up. The eagle flew out of the garden with a small piece of blue in its mouth. The white petals were thrown into Ning Zhou's open palm.
Ning Zhou quietly looked at the petals and slowly clenched his palms.
He turned away without saying a word.
He is ready for any judgment, even if he will suffer eternally in the lake of fire in hell after death, he will bravely tell his gods that he loves this person, right or wrong, life or death.
Leaving the old site of the Holy See, they walked through the crowded streets. The dazed residents still didn't know what was going on. They loudly discussed the night of the new moon last night, and sporadic conversations drifted into Dr. Lu's ears. shed tears.
"Roy is dead, my God, he actually committed suicide. What happened last night?" "Suicide? Wouldn't the night of the new moon make people disappear? Why did he kill himself? People who commit suicide can't go to heaven!" "He said in his suicide note that he was going to purgatory to cleanse himself of his sins, what did he do?" "Poor Roy, after his wife Susan disappeared a few years ago, he has been unhappy..." "I saw the sun go down just now! What the hell is going on?" "It is said that the fog outside the city has disappeared, can we go out?" "Really? Great! We can go out!" "Thank God we are free!"
People don't know anything about the filth and sacrifice under the song and dance, they just simply feel hope and happiness, they are so joyful, those faces filled with joyful smiles make the whole world brighter.
In this happy ending, two misfits pass through the joyous crowd, one walking dead and one tearful.
The wind picked up, and the soft wind blew through every treetop, and the crumbling petals were blown off and sprinkled on the ground one after another.
In the garden of the Holy Sepulchre protected by the barrier, the blue and white falling flowers were so numerous that they almost covered the grass on the ground.
Qi Le, who was sleeping peacefully in the tree tomb, was wearing a black Holy See uniform. Those Luo Hua loved him and kissed his cold, pale cheek again and again. He will sleep here, slowly decaying in time, until he turns into bones - if there is no accident.
[Resurrection Egg]: The player who holds the egg and dies with the corpse intact will be resurrected after seven days and all skills and items will be returned. If the player holds other resurrection items or skills, the order of use of the Easter Eggs is last. The number of remaining uses is 0/1.
Resurrection countdown: 6 days, 17 hours, 32 minutes, 58 seconds.