Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Chapter 364: Anna and Death (1)

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Time goes back one day.

The eve of Varona's ascension to the throne.

Gu Qingshan has just returned from the ocean, returning to the mountain villa.

Su Xueer is still in a fork in fate.

at dusk.

The junction of Holy Kingdom and Fuxi.

A barren town.

Although the church in the town is a bit dilapidated, fortunately there is an elderly priest stationed there.

Over the years, the doors of the church have remained open, rain or shine.

But today, the doors of the church are tightly shut.

The curious townspeople found out the reason after some inquiries.

With a history of nearly a hundred years, the large candlelit ceiling that creaks when the wind blows has finally come to an end.

It fell from the ceiling.

The ceiling smashed two rows of seats, almost hitting the elderly priest.

As a result, the church can no longer be used.

Maybe it was to repair the seats and benches, maybe it was because he was in shock and needed to rest, in short, the old pastor announced that the church was temporarily closed.

The gate rumbled shut, separating the inside and outside of the church into two worlds.

Inside the quiet church.

The voice of the old pastor suddenly sounded.

He said in a hoarse voice: "His Royal Highness Anna, you are a genius in the history of the Medici family, and you are the only family head who has fully mastered ancient techniques."

"This old man thinks that you are already the strongest Patriarch of all generations, so there is no need to come here to take risks."

Opposite him, the beautiful red-haired girl said: "There is no need to persuade me anymore, I have to give it a try."

anna.

Anna is here.

She was carrying a big backpack, standing in the church in a dusty way.

The old pastor said earnestly: "The family has produced many outstanding heirs in the past, and each of them has exhausted their own wisdom, and they have not awakened the god of death."

"Several heirs of the family even committed suicide in front of the Sleeping Treasure Box, hoping that the God of Death would show up to meet them."

"But no matter what method is used, there is still no response from the Sleeping Treasure Box."

"For a long time, only the first-generation ancestors have opened it."

"His Royal Highness Anna, this treasure box is an ominous thing. This old man advises you to go back quickly."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm the Patriarch, the Patriarch must come and try once, this is the rule!" Anna said with her hands on her hips.

The old pastor sighed: "There are no more people in the family. For the inheritance and continuation of the family, your more important task is to ensure your own safety."

Anna nodded and said: "You're right, I don't think I'm better than the ancestors, I just want to end this inheritance task quickly."

The old pastor was slightly taken aback.

Anna said: "I have never felt that I am better than those ancestors in history, and I also cherish my life. As the head of the family, I came here just to have no regrets in retrospect."

"… So this is ah."

The old pastor looked at her expression carefully and found that she was indeed hopeless, so he was relieved.

He was afraid that Anna wouldn't be able to think about it, and would have to pay a huge price to try to open that inheritance treasure box.

The Medici family can no longer afford any losses.

"But - I see your appearance, Your Highness, why are you a little anxious?" The old pastor asked cautiously.

Anna said: "Nonsense, let's end here quickly, I have to go back right away!"

She clenched her fists and said, "I have thoroughly understood the ancient techniques. I am no longer what I used to be. I am going to kill the Pope!"

"His Royal Highness Anna, I believe in your ability."

The old priest smiled and seemed very relieved.

"One last question, Your Highness," he said.

"you say."

"In your backpack, are there any props that are going to be used to wake up the god of death?"

"Tch, the bag that girls carry with them is of course for themselves, why give it to Death."

"Hahaha, okay, please go in."

The old priest went somewhere in the church and lit a torch.

He held the torch in one hand, and pressed the mechanism hidden in the dark with the other.

A slight jolt.

The floor of the church sank, revealing an ancient secret passage.

call!

The violent wind rushed out from the secret passage, raging endlessly in the church.

The old pastor turned around and stood on the side of the tunnel.

"Your Highness Anna, be careful in everything."

The old priest handed the torch to Anna.

"Okay, okay, you stay outside, I'll go in and have a look, if it doesn't work, I'll get out, I won't force it," Anna said.

Holding the torch, she walked into the secret passage against the wind without looking back.

The old pastor watched Anna's back and said with emotion: "Your Highness has finally grown up."

Anna walked forward along the tunnel.

After a while, the tunnel became steeper, almost vertically downward.

Stairs extending into the depths of the darkness appeared at Anna's feet one step at a time.

It was damp and cold all around.

Only the torch in his hand emits a faint light, illuminating a small area.

Anna walked for more than an hour, and the steps under her feet continued to extend downward.

She stopped, feeling a little impatient.

"When will this go, I can't afford to delay my time."

After saying this, Anna tightened her backpack.

She jumped high and leaped straight down into the darkness.

Behind her, a pair of wings made of flames flapped with all their strength, illuminating the entire dark abyss.

The thermal air whizzed, and it carried Anna down slowly.

The wind passed through the long hair and whistled away from the ear.

With the blazing light of the fire plume, Anna could clearly see the rocks, steps, and fleeing bats along the way.

She avoids these obstacles without losing speed.

This flying speed is dozens of times faster than walking steps.

After half a quarter of an hour.

Anna reached the bottom of the abyss.

It was dark and silent here.

The torches were about to go out.

Ana held it up so she could see her surroundings.

A black door appeared at the end of the tunnel.

The door was so huge that Anna looked up and saw a sentence etched in metal on the top of the door.

"Death sleeps here, and the dead can see it."

Anna looked at this sentence and was lost in thought for a while.

In history, there have been some extremely powerful heroes who explored some clues and discovered the secrets of the Medici family.

They sneaked in here alone.

But no matter who it is, as soon as they come to this door, they die immediately.

Every strong man has fallen into an eternal sleep.

Only members of the Medici family can safely enter the temple.

Even so, throughout the ages, the Medici family has not successfully awakened the god of death.

How many extremely clever clansmen tried their best, and finally put their minds on the sentence of the door.

In front of the high platform of the gods, they tried to wake up the sleeping gods by committing suicide.

The result is still not working.

Anna wouldn't do that.

She held the surrogate contract, cleared her throat, and spoke solemnly to the black metal gate.

"I, the contractor of the God of Death, the new generation master of the Medici family, Anna Medici, request to enter the temple!"

The surrogate contract seemed to sense something, and suddenly became extremely cold.

rumbling—

The black metal door opened.

As soon as Anna walked in, the door quickly closed again.

It was dark all around.

A suffocating silence enveloped the place.

This is the temple of the sleeping god of death.

Anna held out a finger.

"Snapped"!

A small flame rose from her finger, illuminating her beautiful face.

Anna flicked her fingers lightly.

The flames flew into the air and exploded into a raging fire.

The flames illuminated the entire temple.

Anna looked around.

Even though she had learned about it through the family's records, Anna still couldn't help being a little shocked.

There are twelve human-shaped stone sculptures as high as a ten-story building.

Twelve human-shaped stone sculptures hold dark long-handled sickles, symbolizing the authority to drive away evil spirits, kill evil spirits, and protect all living beings.

The head of the human-shaped stone sculpture wears a thin dog-head mask, which means devouring the unclean body of the dead and purifying the soul.

Crow and Inugami are servants of Death, gods who spread sleep and death.

These statues are the dog god of death.

Twelve human-shaped stone sculptures stand on the left and right, surrounding the high platform in the center of the temple.

It was a lonely high platform, which looked a bit like a lighthouse, but there were no steps to go up.

This is a typical Deathly Hallows church building.

Every church of the Holy Church, in which only the place where God descends, can be built in this way.

This is the platform where the god of death came.

No believer is allowed to climb the high platform, because that is the high position of God and inviolable by mortals.

This is stated in the family literature.

The Reaper's Sleeping Treasure Box is on the Advent Platform.

If someone successfully awakens the god of death, the god of death will appear on the high platform, open the sleeping treasure box, and bestow an incomparably precious treasure.

Anna went to the high platform.

She looked down.

There were deep scratches on the ground, charred gray, black old blood.

There are even a few dead bones in the corner.

These are the efforts made by the inheritors of the Medici family in order to beg the god of death to come.

Anna raised her head and looked up.

The Advent Altar is directly held high in the sky by a cylindrical stone body, and there are no steps to go up.

This symbolizes the separation of the gods from the mortal world.

For thousands of years, Gaotai has been silent, and no miracle has ever happened.

Anna came to the high platform and made prayers with her hands.

The ceremony begins.

Anna took a deep breath and recited the inheritance spell aloud.

"Arbiter of good and evil."

"Guide to guide the soul."

"The hermit who keeps the secret of death."

"God of sleep and death."

"I, a descendant of the Medici family, stand here and ask to meet you."