I loaded the gods module

Chapter 123
"Assist Moonlight believers and help people break free from the 'cocoon' of their belief? What kind of mission is this?"

Ron withdrew the gleaming storm badge in his hand, frowning slightly: "Why didn't I see where the so-called 'cocoon' is?"

"Don't worry, didn't Captain David say that the mission starts tonight."

Adolf unloaded the building materials from his shoulders, and the old man smiled: "So we two still have to work for a day."

"Heh... our encounter is really wonderful..."

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched: "I never imagined that, as the night watchmen of the Kingdom of Eternal Glory, the apostles of the night representing the night and the dawn, we would be reduced to such a point..."

"We turned into laborers, building a banquet table for King Savore."

The young man raised his eyes and glanced around. The two of them were standing on the construction platform extending from the tower, with the cliff at their feet. The flat houses at the bottom of the tower had long since become faint silhouettes.

But even standing at such a high place, the color of dawn still couldn't reach the front of the two of them. Ron raised his head, and those chaotic spiers were in the sky, almost blocking most of the sunlight.

The most obvious one is the king's banquet stage. As the final stage of sacrifice, Zecharia IX can be said to have used the power of the whole country. The golden stage carved with the prayer of the Holy Light almost occupied all the sights of the young people. .

The heavy shadow fell, making people breathless, and Ron only felt a slight tightness in his chest.

He saw the laborers walking on the unprotected construction platform like ants, and they would fall off the cliff if they didn't pay attention, but those nobles who controlled the wealth and had a graceful posture sat in exquisite steam guide cars and walked along the road. Coming and going on the specially made track, casting indifferent gazes down from time to time.

People obviously live in the same city, but the distance between people seems to be separated by a distant world.

Of course, the construction work is done by the most humble laborers, so it is not surprising that the death rate is higher. There are also a large number of civilians in this city. They are usually distributed in the middle-level districts and perform production work in the factories built by those companies. , day and night.

"The location of our operation tonight is the Shrine of Confession, which is located in the southernmost part of the middle-level area."

Adolf looked at the scenery below, but it was a pity that the city was too big, countless buildings floating in the air and intricate bridges blocked the night watch captain's sight.

"Looks like we'll have to go head-to-head with the 'Will of the Stars' of this land."

The old man sighed: "Not only are we fighting against the 'black plague' of the Yongyao Kingdom, but we also have to face the 'Holy Light' of the Savola Kingdom... I really can't rest my old bones... My candy house Still waiting for me to rebuild..."

"Your complaints are no less than mine, captain."

Ron pouted: "Also, I sincerely suggest that you prepare more meat when rebuilding the candy house. Believe me, doing so will definitely increase the loyalty of the team members..."

"Hey! You two bastards hurry up and work!" At this moment, the supervisor not far away discovered the chat between the two, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Be careful if you talk nonsense, I will kick you off the cliff!"

The two night watchmen looked at each other, and simply stopped talking, so as not to cause new troubles before they acted.

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Time soon came to the evening, and the last batch of laborers were driven back to the bottom of the tower, and people had four hours of sleep.

People with numb faces fell on the straw mats in disorder. They fell into tired dreams and escaped from the oppressive reality for a short time.

A crow sounded faintly, and two black feathers fell melodiously, turning into two disguised shells with eyes closed tightly, fooling the guards' eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom night surged out, outlining the bodies of the two night watchmen in the shadow that the holy light could not reach.

"This city is full of Transcendents of Ember Rank..."

Ron frowned and put away the pendant in his hand.

The young man stared at the guards with cold faces not far away, and lowered his voice: "If it weren't for Xiao Mo's disguise in the dark night, we might not be able to fool their eyes."

"The capital of the Holy Emperor is the lair of Zecharia IX. There will be more and more extraordinary people who are loyal to the Holy Light."

Adolf's face also became serious: "So in the next mission, we must act cautiously."

In the eyes of this radiant transcendent, the old man saw rivers of holy light hanging down from the sky, hanging from the spiers of all the churches, so strange eyeballs grew out of those hard eaves.

Embrace the Light...Praise the Light...May His Light illuminate the world...May His Kingdom come upon the earth...

The eyeballs blinked and the golden tentacles on their backs danced, and a faint raving echoed in Adolf's ears.

When the sun that illuminated everything disappeared, the city of madness finally revealed its original appearance.

"What a terrifying city..." The old man immediately withdrew his gaze, lest his mind be polluted by the vision from the starry sky.

Immediately afterwards, Adolf took out the Storm Medal given to them by the dragon.

"It's time for us to act, Ron."

The old man looked at his team members and asked, "Are you ready?"

But at this moment, Ron was in a daze.

"Captain, do we really have to obey the captain's order and use this strange magical prop here to summon unknown existences?"

Ron looked at the deep vortex in the center of the black gem, and the young man's fearless and ferocious expression showed a trace of hesitation at this moment, as if he had a premonition.

"Why did you say that suddenly?" Adolf was startled, and looked at the other person's face.

"Because I'm the child of a shrine maiden."

At this moment, Ron intentionally turned his face sideways, and the young and handsome face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see his expression.

"The moment Maria's bones were burned in the cauldron of the abyss by King Yongyao, I inherited part of her prophecy ability."

The young man's tone was so calm, as if he was narrating an insignificant matter, as if the unforgettable regret had never existed from the very beginning.

The hoarse prince watched the queen fall into the eternally burning black sea of ​​flames. From then on, the witch's child never wanted to return home.

"His Royal Highness! Queen Maria is because—"

"Okay Captain, don't mention those boring and meaningless past events anymore."

Ron coldly interrupted the old man's words, he stroked the storm badge in his hand, and continued: "Now I have a vague hunch that once we make a choice, our fate may change dramatically... ..."

"A huge...change..." Adolf hesitated: "Is it good or bad?"

"I don't know." The young man shook his head: "I'm just reminding you, the real decision is in your hands, captain."

"I am only loyal to the orders of the High Priest."

At this moment, facing the unknown choice, Adolf showed a relieved smile: "Since she asked us to follow the instructions of Captain Ghost, I will naturally follow her will."

"Okay, okay, you listen to her, I listen to you." Ron shrugged: "It seems that we have no choice from the beginning..."

"You don't feel uneasy about an unknown fate, do you, young man?"

The old man smiled and patted the young man's back heavily: "An old man like me can accompany you through life and death, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"I'd rather the captain who accompanied me through life and death was a beautiful big sister with a protruding front and a curvy back."

Ron responded angrily, and the next moment, both of them raised the storm badge in their hands at the same time.

Following the guidance of the ghost captain, the night watchmen called the name of the dream messenger in their hearts, so the lightning wings on both sides of the black gem suddenly flapped and turned into...

- A beacon for communicating with the gods.

Ron and Adolf opened their eyes wide in shock.

In a daze, the two night watchmen seemed to see the boundless black ocean. A huge red moon was floating quietly on the sea. The mighty power of the dream spread over and descended into the world along with their call.

The crimson moonlight dyed the deep night red.

"The night is on... what did I see..."

The captain of the night watchman with rich mystical knowledge immediately realized the shocking fact, Adolf almost lost his voice: "That is... that is the scarlet moon that rules dreams! We saw a real god!"

"Are... are you sure..."

Ron's voice was also a little trembling at the moment: "But there is nothing we haven't felt the mysterious weight of facing the gods? If He is really the Red Moon, we have been crushed by now, right?"

"Because you are employees of Shenhai Company~"

At this moment, a melodious voice came into the ears of the two night watchmen, and in their awe-inspiring eyes, a graceful figure was outlined by the moonlight immersed in the world.

"So you have received the blessings of the gods, and you will hardly be affected by the pollution of the starry sky and the mysterious weight!"

The crimson moonlight wrapped around the body of the silver-haired woman, turning into a cut-out layered red dress, and a dazzling smile bloomed on the face of the crimson moon believer.

"Introduce yourself,"

Susanna's tone was as lively and cheerful as ever: "My name is Susanna, and I am a follower of Red Moon~"

"You... are you the messenger of the gods..."

Adolf's expression instantly became respectful: "My name is Adolf, and I am a night watchman from the Kingdom of Yongyao."

The old man didn't feel slighted by the other party's youthful appearance. In his experience, all the figures close to the gods were angel-level existences.

"My name is Ron, and I'm also a night watchman."

Compared to the captain's panic, Ron's expression was much calmer. In his opinion, since the two sides can communicate, it will save a lot of trouble, and then the job will be done honestly as a toolman.

In fact, for the fourth prince, at the moment he faced the gods, he looked forward to his own fate.

After all, Ron would rather be a lost dog wandering outside than be a prince who bears fate.

"Okay, I've already remembered your names!"

At this moment, Susanna turned into a red butterfly and landed on the young man's forehead, turning into a delicate butterfly hairpin.

"It's not too late, let's start now, night watchmen, we have to deal with those terrible cocoons of faith as soon as possible!"

"Eh... this... Lord God Envoy..."

At the same time, the young man touched the hairpin on his head, and Ron's expression became a little strange: "Can you change the way of guiding..."

"But my avatar only has this form."

Suzanne responded happily: "Just bear with it, it's okay, you'll feel better soon~"

"What does it mean to be comfortable!" Ron exclaimed immediately: "My lord, don't use words indiscriminately!"

"Shut up! Brat! Don't be disrespectful to God Envoy!"

Adolf immediately covered the players' mouths and yelled in a low voice: "Do you want to attract the attention of the royal guards?"

"..." This fugitive prince with cute hairpins and speechless finally felt the danger of the world.

The brisk crow crowed in his chest, as if mocking, and Ron's eyes became more and more sad and angry.

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Two streams of night swept across the middle area of ​​the Holy Emperor's capital.

As the night watchmen who believe in the night, the night also gave the believers the shelter of the night. The two of them almost turned into blurred afterimages, wandering in the chaotic and magnificent city, following the guidance of the red moon messenger, approaching the bathing place in the holy city. Shrine of the Penitent in light.

The magnificent steeple church is shining in the dark night, getting closer and closer.

"My lord, what is the so-called cocoon of faith?"

Ron stepped on the edge of the bridge, letting the night wind blow his black clothes.

"You can understand that the cocoon of faith is the eternal cage used by the God of Holy Light to confine the souls of mortals."

The red butterfly hairpin swayed slightly: "The souls who died in the capital of the Holy Emperor cannot fall into the abyss, but will be trapped in the present world forever by the cocoon, and will always provide the power of faith for the Holy God."

"So we need to destroy those cocoons of faith, we need to weaken the power of the God of Holy Light."

Susanna said briskly: "And the source of those threads of light is the Church of the Holy Light in front of you! Next, the mighty power of the red moon will assist you in assassinating the bishop stationed in the Church of Confession."

"Assassination? That's great...I'm the best at this job..."

The scarlet scar on the young man's face was illuminated by the crimson moonlight, and Ron showed a fierce smile.

"My lord, but why are we weakening the power of the God of Holy Light?"

At the same time, the captain of the night watchman who had been standing silently by the side finally couldn't bear to ask his own question.

"The ultimate goal of our Deep Sea Company is to kill all the kings of Savore, and to make the God of Light pay the price for betraying the world."

Susannah responded without thinking.

"The night is above..."

Adolf froze completely.

At this moment, the old man understood what the team member said about the "huge change in fate".

They have been drawn into the battle between the gods.

(End of this chapter)