God after all

Chapter 186 Pale Death (2)

The Constantine Cathedral is open to the public as a pilgrimage site for believers, but in fact it is also a heresy trial bureau behind the scenes. The dungeon hundreds of meters away has imprisoned demons, vampires, evil monsters, or various dark creatures that endanger humans.

The imprisoned temptress, Li Yunji, is still an existence of incomparably noble status, which is rare and rare in history.

This unparalleled church has also paid the price of its demise.

In the depths of the dungeon, a room that was secretly isolated and made of huge stones was covered with blood, and the thick walls nearly ten meters high were covered with spider silk-like cracks.

The ominous smoke rises everywhere, accentuating the atmosphere of death, forming an indescribable evil atmosphere.

The nun's bloody head fell on the windowsill, and a charred headless skeleton leaned against the wall.

Following the Goddess of Time to investigate Leng Ji at the site, he found abnormalities in the head.

There was a cold liquid mixed with the smell of blood dripping on his face. He looked up, and with the faint light of the candle, he could distinguish a bloody thing, nailed to the cupola by a golden sword.

——That was the broken wing of an angel!

There is no trace of the temptress Li Yunji in the room, but this is where she was actually imprisoned.

The attack of the Demon God Lord caused an underground earthquake, and many prison-like places collapsed and collapsed.

Although the room where the temptress Li Yunji was held was not destroyed, it was surrounded by rocks.

Muchelle, who traveled through the space, looked around, finally bent down and squatted down, stretched out her hands to cover the ground, the power explored in the palms caused a qualitative change in the space, and the wind rising from the palms blew away her head. blond.

When the wind was surging, the black fire burst out fiercely, and the frightened Goddess of Time used her two hands to hold down the unknown that appeared from the ground, trying to use her divine power to suppress it.

"Muchel! . . . "

It was a rare time for Leng Ji to make a worrying call, but she was stopped by the three words "Don't come over" that she was about to approach.

The young Son's pupils shrank when he saw it, and he was shocked to find that the hands, arms and cheeks of the Goddess of Time began to turn black and burn.

Oddly enough, he rushed forward recklessly, pressing the back of Muchel's hand hard with his two small hands.

He closed his eyes, which were burned by the black fire, and his face was reflected by the dark light, which was as beautiful as a phantom that would be shattered at any time.

Muchel wanted to push him away, but was surprised to see that the three-foot-high fire dwindled until it was weak and extinguished.

For the first time since the child was reborn, the Goddess of Time looked at him differently.

"Are you okay?"

Regardless of her own injury, the goddess stood up with Leng Ji, worrying about checking his hands, and saw a phenomenon that made her unbelievable—the boy in front of her had no burn marks on his body.

"As expected of the holy son born to destroy the demon god, your body can withstand the black fire of Athanars. This is clearly the cursed fire that can destroy everything!"

This dying voice came from the head, which attracted the attention of the two people present.

"Goddess! I am Leme."

The head of the nun declares her real name.Only a pair of dull golden pupils half-opened and closed revealed that she was not a normal human being.

Leng Ji had already noticed that she was unusual.

Müchel was inexplicably surprised, not expecting that the dead nun turned out to be the protector of the Holy King in disguise.

"I reserve my last breath just to tell the people who come here - the black fire burst out from the ground and swallowed Li Yunji, and Daisyen and I are powerless to fight it.

Cecia was wounded and escaped. "

There were two lines of tears in the corners of the eyes of the head, with a sad and lonely expression, and the pain of despair in the weak words.

"The task failed. I was sorry for the majesty and failed his expectations."

The words were closed, the murmured lips were silent, and the head died like this.

Muchel's expression couldn't hide his sadness, and he stared at the head with mournful eyes, and his pupils gradually glowed with golden light.

As if bearing the inconceivable power in the eyes of the goddess, Leimei, who was left with only a skeleton and head, burned automatically and was swallowed up by the golden flames.

"I'll take you back to the hotel first."

Leng Ji raised his head when he heard the sound, the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy, as if his quiet appearance was indifferent to everything, exuding a calm and breezy atmosphere.

"me and you together."

He knew that Muchelle was going to find Cecia, so he said this resolutely.

Instead of daring to have any objections, it would be better to say that it’s okay to take the little guy along, and Muchel readily agreed.

Leng Ji was not at all curious about how she found the wounded and fleeing Protector of the Holy King.
After obtaining the permission of the patriarch of the Millennium Tree Elf, the barrier of the forest was opened and they were allowed to pass.

It was a wild place beyond the borders of the capital, where wild weeds, poisonous vines and black-spotted moss foreshadowed the strange anomalies of the forest.

This huge primeval forest is dark and dark for many years. Even in broad daylight, there is still a strong darkness at night.

Thousands of forest elves gathered in groups and surrounded the surrounding area, leaving only a central open space, in which lay the dying angel.

The angel was covered in wounds, and the black fire was like a ruthless sharp sword that cut open the flesh. The upper body extended to the left leg, leaving only scorched bones, and the broken wings turned into cold white bones in the lingering flames.

A warrior in golden armor stood beside the dying angel, as if accompanying the dying man in his dying farewell—Muchel and Leng Ji saw this scene after they appeared out of nowhere.

Sensing someone approaching, the soldier turned his face, and his eyes fell on the two figures not far away.

Feeling the focused gaze, Leng Ji stopped instinctively.

Muchel walked forward as if nothing had happened, and asked, "How is Cesia?"

Seeing the warrior Odysseus shaking his head speechlessly, she knew that there was no way out.

The wafting voice disturbed the sleeping angel, and a pair of sea-blue eyes with slack eyes opened wearily, and a face as startled as a bird appeared in her sight, and it took her a long time to recognize it as the goddess of time.

Silence envelops the surroundings with hypnotic power, and in the scene where time and wind have ceased, the exquisite and small elf floats all over the sky shining brightly.

"Hasn't the majesty come?" the angel asked confusedly.

"He's in heaven."

The angel seemed to want to say something, but felt that even breathing was very difficult, and he muttered to himself for a while: "They are all dead..."

With blood clots in his mouth, the tearful angel uttered the words "I ran away and left them behind".

Muchel wiped away the tears from her right hand, and stroked half of her burnt face. Under the healing of the holy light emerging from his palm, the damaged face was restored, and it turned out to be as gorgeous as cherry blossoms.

"Master Goddess, your hand?..."

"I went to the dungeon where Li Yunji was imprisoned. There was still a embers of fire belonging to the Demon God Lord, and I accidentally got burned."

Muchelle told the truth, holding a skeleton finger of the angel Cesia with her blackened hands.

The angel smiled sadly, and then said weakly: "I ran away, I am ashamed of my identity. Odysseus originally wanted to take me back to the heaven, but I said I have no face to go back...I want to die here like this."

As if unwilling to face the truth of what Cecia said, or as if attracted by the holy son who walked away silently, the golden-armored guardian turned his face and looked at the silent figure, watching him quietly in the depths of the forest. go away quietly.

Leng Ji didn't continue to watch them, and found a place to stay alone.

A lit fire is but a gleam of light in an abyss in the face of the boundless gloom that is as dead as a grave.

(End of this chapter)