leading to the throne

Chapter 163 Ending?

"Well……"

He groaned softly and made a hoarse sound, then Robin opened his eyes and felt the severe pain all over his body, but then he thought of something, first he focused all his attention on the bottom of his heart, but he didn't realize that it was almost completely Fallen holy symbol.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did they... succeed?"

With such doubts in mind, he slowly got up and looked up at the sky, but he didn't find any sacred light, and his goal was the cloudless blue sky.

Then, Robin looked around again.Surrounded by ruins, Nair General Hospital, the original solid building has long since collapsed.

He stood up with difficulty, staggered forward, and finally saw the long-haired woman with closed eyes sleeping soundly among the ruins.

Feeling the complete dissipation of the divine light that filled the woman's body, Robin finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart. He supported a section of the wall and turned his head to look into the distance.

"It seems that a disaster has come to an end, and you really succeeded. Considering the power that that person possesses, being able to expel his influence from this city can be called a miracle."

"A miracle?"

At the same time, in the dark corner of the street, Gerson, who had returned to normal, frowned.

In his memory, he still retains the scene where the entire city was bathed in the holy light, and remembers the strange strips of light flying everywhere.

But it also means that he clearly remembers how he had a fierce fight with Colin under the influence of his added beliefs.

"That can't even be called a battle, it's just our one-sided beating!" Beside, Catherine, who took off the mask, covered the wound on her body, half complaining, half fearing: "Such a heroic man, why How could he be so cruel? He almost beat me to death! Of course, if it was the puppet state that was completely out of the control of self-consciousness before, maybe death would be a good destination."

"Religion is really terrifying and evil!" Bald Raymond slumped on the ground with a solemn and worried expression, "The kind of people who are brainwashed and influenced by other people and sacrifice their precious lives for the will of others Extreme emotions, I don't want to experience it a second time, if there is, I will commit suicide without hesitation!"

As he said that, he looked at Gerson with an ugly expression, sighed, and said, "Don't blame yourself, it's not your responsibility. No one thought that the means of the Church of the Cross would be like this."

"No," Gerson took a deep breath, his expression gradually recovered, "I was thinking, from the very beginning, I have always had an idea, that is, in the face of the virus leak and the catastrophe of the entire city, my first The idea was not to find a way to deal with it, but to think that only the Holy Son of the Christian religion can save this place, and even convinced you and that person for this. Looking back now, why do I believe so firmly?"

Raymond's expression became more serious: "You have been affected from the very beginning? But how? Since when? What medium?" He shook his head, "With your strength, no matter how powerful the Christianity is, there must be some motionless."

"I probably have some ideas, but it will take time to confirm, but this is not the most important thing right now." Gerson turned his scarlet eyes into the distance, "We still need to confirm the safety of that person."

"Yes, our greatest shame is undoubtedly that he helped us lift it, otherwise I can't think of anyone else in this city who has such power!"

As Raymond said, he also looked into the distance.

"Let's go."

Suddenly, Gerson said: "He has finished his work, and ours is next. Although the crisis of the Holy Light has been lifted, the problem of the virus has not been resolved. Next, we need to confirm the extent of the virus crisis!"

"He will definitely come back, right?" Catherine also looked over expectantly. "Such a powerful companion, a companion who can still maintain himself under such circumstances, is really very exciting."

"The expected scene did not come true, Duncan."

Antonio was leaning against the wall, looking at the clear sky with a cigarette in his mouth, with a complicated expression on his face, a little regretful, but also relieved, "But this is the best result for this city, what do you think? Woolen cloth?"

Duncan remained silent as usual, but his heart was not at peace.

Antonio, who was familiar with Duncan, knew very well that his companion was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, so he did not speak again.

After a while, Duncan nodded. He said, "The disappearance of the light of salvation does not represent our failure. Since He appeared in this city, we should stay here."

"This is the best." Antonio whistled, "You know, this way we can stay here and help Dora for a while. She is really working so hard. She works seven jobs by herself. Adding two more copies is really too miserable, we shouldn't have allowed her to participate in the Hall of All Souls because of some free choice—"

Duncan interrupted him and said: "I see, we will continue to stay here and wait for the possible changes."

"Change happens silently."

Sitting in the half-destroyed carriage, Roxeda was smoking a cigar, his eyes were shining with a cold light, beside him was Milinda who seemed to be fished out of the water, the beautiful woman was panting violently, her eyes were golden. The light slowly dissipated.

"How? What kind of information did you get?" After flicking on his cigar, Roxeda asked, with an indescribably lonely tone, as if he had experienced something.

"Yes, director, the latest news has arrived, and our plans for the future have to be changed." Milinda didn't even bother to wipe the sweat from her forehead, "First, look for the Christian archbishop, If he's still alive."

"Oh? Maybe he's dead?" Roxeda raised his eyebrows.

Milinda ignored the question, but continued: "Second, the task of rescuing and taking away Colin Varlan is temporarily suspended."

Roxeda frowned and asked, "Why? Didn't you arrange a meeting, and at the same time help him free himself from religious brainwashing?"

"Specifically, the mother body did not notify me, but judging from the information I have so far." Milinda hesitated before saying: "That Colin Vallan seems to have signs of death."

dark.

lonely.

cold.

When various negative concepts continued to erode, a certain power from a higher level erupted from Colin's body, and in a trance, a huge door appeared behind him.

Afterwards, his consciousness slowly recovered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this place?"

Doubts appeared in his mind, and then Colin noticed the crowd around him.

Turning over, the crowd that originally gathered scattered slightly, and through the cracks, they saw a strange but familiar scene in the distance——

There is a lot of traffic, people come and go.

A fast-paced city, a place of memory.

"I'm back? No, no, I passed through the sealed door, so this is not my previous life, but something like a hallucination!"

(End of this chapter)