savior epic

Chapter 1 The God of Resurrection Town

A hundred years ago, Resurrection Town was a lonely town on the edge of the Holy Land. At that time, the priests who erected the icon in the storm would not have imagined that the streets would be full of alien dancers wearing silk and revealing their bellies, and wizards could unscrupulously pursue blasphemous magic. , the pagan tyrant can openly occupy the church that belongs to the true believer, and indulge in money and money.

The scene of the fallen hell in the pope's mouth begins with the smashing of icons.

The Holy Land fell, so the town of Resurrection, which had been abstinent and conservative for a hundred years, flourished and grew wildly in just ten years.

And a few years ago.

Chen Yi finished the Chinese language department's dissertation essay overnight, and when he took a nap on the table, he would never have imagined that he would travel here overnight.

Here, I have a name with a similar pronunciation: Chen Yi.I have lived in the town for five years now.

in prison.

Chen Yi looked up at the dripping ceiling, the surrounding light was dim, the locked iron gate, the straw piled in the corner, the ragged prisoners surrounded, the square walls, and a prison cell in front of her.

Thin cheeks, black hair, crystal light gray eyes, slightly pale skin, the color of a spoiled person living a hard life, 16 years old, with a tuberculosis-like sense of a country gentleman.

Counting down the days, Chen Yi has been detained for seven days, and has only one meal of coarse wheat porridge to satisfy her hunger every day, and her abdomen is tightly pressed against her ribs.

He endured prison for eating meat during the pagan fast.

click.

Suddenly the prison door opened.

The warden-like man walked slowly into the dark dungeon with a lantern, followed by a young jailer.

"That one named Chen Yi, come out." The warden spoke in his not-so-fluent Keshi language.

Chen Yi stood up silently, the jailer swiftly opened the cell door, grabbed Chen Yi by the collar savagely and pushed her out.

"During our fast, you dare to eat meat! You despicable true believer!" the jailer cursed in disgust.

"Don't talk nonsense, take him out." The warden ordered.

The pagan jailer held Chen Yi's hand, followed the warden, and escorted him to the hall.

The warden picked out two pieces of flax paper and threw them in front of Chen Yi.

Chen Yi glanced at it roughly, it was a tax payment contract, since Resurrection Town was occupied by pagans, true believers must follow the customs of pagans, and they must not violate their taboos.

Otherwise, like myself, I will be sentenced to criminal detention and pay an additional punitive tax.

Lent Day is a festival for pagans to sacrifice to the gods. On this day, pagans will never touch any meat from sunrise to sunset the next day.

For the purpose of making money by the pagan rulers, it is not uncommon for dissatisfied or well-to-do true believers to be charged with taboos and put in jail during the fasting day.

Chen Yi didn't buy meat on purpose, but just took out yesterday's leftovers to eat on Lent, so she was also arrested and imprisoned.

"Remember, pay thirty reeds within a week, and the remaining taxes will be ten reeds a week until you pay 120 reeds. God's eyes are always on you, and we can send you away at any time. Catch it back."

Chen Yi was noncommittal to the warden's threat, silently accepted the contract, and signed both copies.

Walking out of the prison, it was already dusk, thick dark clouds were flying and it was raining lightly.

Raindrops flew down and touched Chen Yi's hair, he shivered and felt hungry.

"Go home and have a good meal."

Walking in the rain, turning left and right, I soon arrived at an unremarkable street, under the extended canopy, there were empty bookstalls, and a cousin with a bun standing next to her.

The girl is tall and tall, with a thin body and a round and soft face. The bridge of the nose is short and small. Even in the rain, the light blonde hair that shines, has a sense of touch that should be painted on a mural.

She is the only daughter of her uncle and aunt. Since time travel, since they died fighting to protect the Holy Land, she is the only relative in this family.

"Brother, are you alright? Are you hungry? There are still pies at home." Hedwig worried anxiously.

Seeing Hedwig, Chen Yi joked habitually: "I'm so hungry, the whole pie is mine?"

His energetic appearance made people feel relieved, Hedwig said with a smile: "Of course, my dear brother, you know, I can't eat."

Chen Yi walked past the bookstall, which was the leather shop left by Uncle Knight, which also sells and rents books.Due to the complex and exorbitant taxes in the residential area of ​​the true believers, poor management, barely making ends meet is their normal state.

Inside the house, everything was thin.

"How much savings do you have at home?" Chen Yi thought of something and asked.

Hedwig hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sixteen Reid silver coins, one hundred and two copper dir coins, three liters of refined wheat, and one pepper."

"...they charge 120 reeds."

The room suddenly fell silent.

Chen Yi was covered in rain, she took off her gray linen jacket and hung it on the back of the chair. He took dried pies from the dry cabinet, and Hedwig stood aside, in front of the wooden icon, with a small The magic circle, the converging rays of light flicker.

Hedwig looked at Chen Yi silently, and after a long time, she suggested in a low voice: "If you really can't hold on, why don't you temporarily stop me?"

"The you at that time are not you anymore."

Hedwig Pune.

Uncle's daughter. Actually passed away at the age of 13.

The Hedwig he sees now is just a phantom of memory evolved from magic. She is the daughter pieced together by her uncle and aunt using memories. She has inherited everything from Hedwig. She has the same good looks, gentle Lively character, including the memory of those 13 years.

To maintain the operation of the magic circle, rare and expensive magic materials have always been needed.

If one day the magic circle stops, the phantom of the memory that has evolved so far will collapse and shatter in an instant.

Even if it restarts again, Hedwig will not be the original Hedwig.

After eating the dry pie, the sky was not yet gloomy, and Chen Yi wanted to go out and have a look, to relax.

Chen Yi walked outside the door alone, facing the slight drizzle with nothing to do.

In the streets and alleys, Chen Yi saw longhouses covered with wheat straw. The fine rain drowned out the smell of burning rush lamps. In front of a longhouse not far away stood a funeral priest with Embracing scriptures, standing under the eaves.

It seems that an old man in that family is about to pass away.

Chen Yi saw an acquaintance standing under the eaves.

"Grandma Amy." Chen Yi shouted.

The old woman with the red bird turban was stooped and her hair was gray.

Grandma Amy, she is the mother of the manager of Amy's grocery store.When I was young, I worked as a matchmaker and stable woman in the town for a long time. Basically, half of the newborns in the town were related to her. When it was cold, she would send firewood and bread to poor families, just like everyone's godmother.

When my family was down and down, I also took a lot of firewood from them.

"Xiao Chenyi?" Grandma Amy waved at him, telling him to hide under the eaves, "Come here, it's going to rain."

Chen Yi walked over and saw the priest walk into the house. Outside the long house, there were several townspeople standing on both sides of the door with their necks shrugged.

"Here." Chen Yi said with a puzzled tone.

"Old Peter, he is going to die." Grandma Amy raised her hand in a ring salute, "It will probably be tonight. May the Lord take care of him. He is a good man."

Chen Yi listened silently. He had heard of him himself. He was indeed a good man. Like most people, his family slept in the longhouse, accompanied by chickens and ducks. Old Peter, who was a lord when he was young, The blacksmith has forged a lot of farm tools for free, and he has also delivered eggs to poor families. The extra wheat straw from house repairs was donated to the church. Everyone said that Old Peter's kindness was almost as famous as Grandma Amy.

"The priest is going to give him the last mass?"

"Yes, I should almost go in, see old Peter one last time, and pray for him."

As Grandma Amy spoke, a woman came out of the long house, her face drooping, her expression mournful.

"What's the matter with old Peter?" Grandma Amy asked the woman.

"Oh, Dad can't hold it anymore, he's about to close his eyes, Lord, bless him, may the Lord take care of him." The woman was Peter's daughter-in-law, her shoulders trembled when she spoke.

While listening, Chen Yi looked out of the eaves, it seemed that the rain was about to get heavier, and she had to rush home.

Chen Yi was about to say goodbye, he turned to the mourning woman.

"Don't worry," Chen Yi gave a ring salute, "He has done good deeds all his life, and the Lord will comfort his soul."

"Thank you for your blessing, Raymond's nephew." The woman replied softly.

So, Chen Yi bid farewell to the two, walked to the street and returned home.

After returning home, Chen Yi walked into the study and told Hedwig not to disturb her.

"120 reeds?" Chen Yi recalled the warden's words.

With only the meager income from the leather shop, it is already the limit to make ends meet on weekdays. With the addition of new debts, the whole family has reached the verge of collapse.

"However, it's really nothing."

Chen Yi murmured with a smile, opened the curtain, and saw the full moon faintly among the dark clouds.

Because I am the god of Resurrection Town.

Chen Yi closed her eyes and lay flat on the wooden bed, which was filled with straw and covered with a thin sheet.

Drowsiness gradually enveloped her, she was still half asleep and half awake, and Chen Yi quickly fell into a dream.

The sound of rain, hear the sound of rain first, before opening your eyes.

Gradually, I opened my eyes in my dream, and saw a locked bronze door.

Pale rain swirls down on him.

In the eyes of the bronze door standing horizontally, I saw the mottled copper rust, the peeling gold leaf, the dead holy tree that has been dead for thousands of years, the squatting giants and the small and creeping creatures under the feet, the indescribable grandeur and desolation, and the gods An ordinary person was born three times, and died three times. The pattern of the bronze gate changes countlessly in a short period of time, one year, two years, ten years, tens of thousands of years.

After half a sound, someone whispered madness in his ear.

The pain was as severe as the brain exploded, as if the brain was strung on a steel fork and roasted on the fire!
Primitive fear filled the chest cavity, bumping around, something tiny pinched the windpipe, trying to widen the mouth, but couldn't feel the air flowing in.

Even after experiencing it countless times, Chen Yi still felt unbearable.

Opening his eyes again, he landed on the sea of ​​dark clouds, with thousands of pillars standing in all directions, they rose from the ground, as if supporting the heaven and the earth.

The bronze door stood tall in the distance at some point, as if it was supported by an invisible tower.

In front of him, clouds and mist gather, and formless steps are piled up to form a high platform, on which the desolate and simple throne stands.

It's like a kingdom of God.

Chen Yi slowly stepped onto the stage and sat down.

The entire Resurrection Town is like a miniature model in the eyes.

As if she had eyes in the sky, Chen Yi had a panoramic view of Resurrection Town from a bird's-eye view.

Although it is just a small town surrounded by mountains, the sparrow is small and complete, from the first cry of a newborn baby at night, the cry of joy from a man waiting to give birth, to the priest holding a scripture in his hand, facing the dying old Peter. All the details can be heard, seen and felt by oneself one by one.

Chen Yi raised her hand and lightly touched the town of Fuxing.

Everything is suspended at this moment, the umbilical cord of the newborn is long, and the old woman is hurriedly pulling out the scissors; the couple in mourning clothes have tears sticking to their faces.All the tiny raindrops in the town hovered in the air.

What I hold is not the secular crown of a local king or emperor,
Rather, it is more similar to the almighty authority of the past, the present, the present and the future.

Of course, this is just similar. There are still many, many things that I can't do.

Chen Yi stared at Fuxing Town in a daze, lost her mind for a moment.

When I first came to this body, I didn't awaken this ability immediately, but on the day when the holy city adjacent to Resurrection Town was attacked by pagans.

On that full moon, I came here for the first time in my dream.

Above this sea of ​​clouds, two bell towers stand on both sides of the resurrection town.

One, Chen Yi called it the Bell Tower of Good and Evil, and when it did good and punished evil, it would slowly gather its lights.

The other one, Chen Yi called it the Bell Tower of Suffering, would accumulate slowly even if she did nothing, because life itself is suffering.

The lights of the two bell towers can only be modified when the lights of the two bell towers are accumulated to a certain amount.

To put it simply, he can consume them to modify Resurrection Town.

On the first floor of the two bell towers, the rustic lights are on.

Chen Yi zoomed in on Resurrection Town, and her eyes fell on Old Peter's house.

He touched Resurrection Town lightly, and time flowed slowly again.

　Let me tell you, this book is really not a story about abuse. I saw some people read a few chapters and said it was a story about abuse. I am very painful. The bell tower is the foreshadowing behind
　　
　
(End of this chapter)