The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 494

"No matter what you represent, no matter what kind of existence you are, you will never change for us, and you will always be the one we are willing to follow."

Lowering his head deeply, Tours tried his best to express his emotions.

Tours knelt down on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

Begging, begging, begging.

He was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, but in fact, he had already started to panic in his heart.

Regarding Ning Feng's loss of control and escape, Tours was also puzzled and confused at the beginning. He didn't know what happened, and felt like the sky was falling.

But when Tours saw the confusion in Ning Feng's eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He suddenly had a feeling that the child he had been watching had finally grown up.

Ah... so it is.

Because the light on his body was so dazzling that everyone forgot that the Prophet who led everyone along the way was not omnipotent.

In fact, he is just a child who has not grown up long.

His parents died early because of this dark age, and he had no one to rely on for a long time, but turned to rely on others.

He is a ray of light tearing through the darkness, holding a lamp and leading everyone to move forward step by step in the darkness.

But even as dazzling as he is, he is human.

Will be tired, will doubt, will be sad.

The Prophet will also feel hopeless, afraid of the future, and not knowing what to do.

This truth will not disappoint Tours, but only feels that the face that has been unclear for a long time has finally become clear.

Light does make people chase, but if it is too dazzling, it can also make people dread.

But the current Master Prophet is not dazzling, but also makes people want to follow.

"........."

Silence, suffocating silence.

Tours didn't raise his head, and he could feel that the Prophet in front of him didn't leave either, and was looking at him quietly with his head down.

Does he feel angry?

Tired of a bunch of stalking followers?
Tours didn't know the answer, and he didn't dare to confirm it with the Prophet.

But in his heart, there is still a trace of unrealistic extravagant hope.

Please don't leave us, even if you are bored.

Finally, after Tours felt in a trance for a long day, his stiff body finally moved.

He heard a sigh... from the mouth of the Prophet.

call.

Seemingly helpless and clear, Tours didn't understand.

"Tours, hold your head up."

"grown ups……"

Tours hesitated, not knowing what to do, and hesitated to raise his head.

pat.

!

Just as Tours hesitated, a warm palm lightly pressed his shoulder.

"You dared to talk to me like that just now, why don't you dare to look up at me now?"

The voice of the prophet returned to the gentleness of the past, chuckling and teasing in Tours' ear:

"Stand boldly, Tours."

"Or, do you want me to change my mind?"

Tours:! ! !

Raising his head suddenly, Tours saw a familiar warm smile, and the Prophet was smiling at himself with his head down.

他 说:

"Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

Tick.

Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, Tours stared blankly at the prophet.

ah ah ah...

Great.

Great……

The old man forgot to get up, just knelt down in such a pious and moved way, letting the tears wet his clothes.

And the Prophet didn't continue to stop him, but smiled gently, with a trace of helplessness.

He walked behind Tours and squatted down, patted the old man's back lightly, comforting him wordlessly.

"do not worry."

"I will always stand in front of you."

他 说:

"There will be no more gods in front of you."

"just me."

……

……

boom!
"Master Habaron, look at this thing I found! Do you know what it is?"

The burly man walked up to Habaron with a huge iron gate on his back, and the shadow cast by his tall figure directly enveloped the short scout.

But Habalon was not nervous, he circled the man twice, observed it and spoke confidently:
"I don't know! But it feels very dangerous! Put it away first."

"Ok!"

Without doubting him, the man showed a simple and honest smile, nodded and walked towards the other side with the iron gate behind his back.

Boom boom boom.

Haballon looked enviously at the figure that was startled by every step, then raised his withered arm to gesture, and sighed.

His calves are not only thicker than his thighs, they almost catch up with his waist!
Damn!
But his inexplicable sadness didn't last long before he was interrupted by another companion who came up to him.

"Master Habaron, do you see this one I found?"

Looking at the metal ball held in the girl's hand, Habalon looked at it and waved his hand.

"Well... this one doesn't look harmful, let's put it on the other side."

"Ok."

"Next!"

"I'm coming!"

……

Ning Feng and Tours stood side by side in the distance and watched silently for a while, watching the bustle and bustle of the newest camp.

"........."

After a long silence, Ning Feng finally spoke, sighing softly:

"Is this what they look like without me?"

With the same serious expression, Tours sniffed and said:
"……Yes."

The two looked at each other, and finally sighed helplessly.

"This is really..."

"It's not good."

Tours moved his lips, and finally did not explain, but just lowered his head vigorously:

"……terribly sorry."

Would you like to see what you are doing?
What danger can a broken iron gate be in?Could it fall down and kill you?
Forget it, there is no harm in being cautious, and immediately put the dangerous object that is obviously explosives in a safe place...

Ning Feng watched it for a long time, and he barely understood Habalon's logic:

Anything bigger than him is dangerous.

As long as it is younger than him, it is safe.

It's reasonable, it's smart, it's... a headache.

Just looking at it, Ning Feng felt his temples start to throb, and his blood rushed straight to his brain.

Why didn't you find out that Habalon has this ability before?

Oh, he was only sent to die before, he never lived so long...

Seeing Ning Feng's headache, Tours laughed, and said with a smile:

"So, please guide our ineffective followers ahead."

Shaking his head helplessly, Ning Feng let out a long sigh:

"Yeah, you have to guide, otherwise I will really worry about your tomorrow."

It's really not worrying.

In the eyes of Tours, the Prophet had a smile on his mouth, and he seemed to walk slowly helplessly.

Just like walking from the dungeon to the unknown world back then.

But this time, the Prophet is no longer an enemy in front of him, but his followers.

And Tours also followed behind the Prophet.

As it was then.

(End of this chapter)