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Chapter 342 If you are willing, you are the Saint Venacana who should come

Jane became very weak.

Vinakana struggled to get up from the ground, with a dull pain in her abdomen.

The princess stared at the nun, her eyes were complicated.

Her rationality told her she shouldn't be resentful of what Jane had done, but her sensibility urged her again.

"Why did you save me...you clearly know..."

Vinakana's tone was almost heckled.

Jane wiped off the blood and sweat on her face, looked at Vinakana calmly, and said:
"This is my mission, and my mission is about you."

Vinakana's eyes froze, and then she suddenly felt resentment.

"It's a mission again! Is it a mission again?!"

The princess questioned Jane.

The holy sword Sophia consumes her divinity, only her humanity is in her soul.

Human nature often falls into confusion, because people will be puzzled and afraid.Even people of faith are afraid.

"Yes, the mission. If I miss my mission, it means I have missed the Lord's revelation. I can't shirk it."

Jane said in a calm tone.

Vinakana clenched her hands, she raised her voice and reprimanded:
"You are a nun, do you want to be a puppet! Mission, mission, there is always a mission! You are just dominated by mission! You live for mission!"

The princess' reprimand echoed in the empty valley.

The sound was superimposed with echoes, attacking Jane like a tide.

"I am not a puppet, Vinakana, and a puppet has no beliefs of its own."

Jane raised her face, blood and sweat solidified on her cheeks,

"That mission is my own belief. It is not imposed on me by the Lord, but I accept it voluntarily."

Vinakana's voice stopped short.

The princess saw firmness in Jane's eyes.

Yes, she lost her divinity.

But this does not mean that Vinakana cannot see the emotions in the eyes of the nuns.

"'Jane', the meaning of this name is... my Lord has mercy."

The nun paused, her voice softened,

"I was saved by the old nuns in the name of the Lord. What those old nuns did is exactly what I have always done. Even at the expense of myself."

Vinakana was noncommittal, she took a few steps back and gritted her teeth, unwilling to argue with Jane any longer.

She couldn't listen to Jane, and she couldn't persuade the stubborn nun.

The princess lowered her head.

The holy sword Sophia emitting pale silver light lay quietly on the ground.

Vinakana picked it up silently.

Jane stood up now, and she staggered a little, unsteadily on her feet.

"You... how did you survive? What about Lomea?"

"I... don't know where the believer from the Huer sect is, God bless her,"

After a pause, Jane explained what happened to her.

"At that time, the ground split open, and I fell from it. I thought I was going to die, but... a moment after I fell, I hit a slope. The slope was as soft as a sand dune, and it caught me firmly. I fell down from there, and this can only be explained by the miracle of the Lord... During the process of falling, I had many premonitions, as if the way God revealed to me was in this abyss."

When Jane was talking about this, she held the icon around her neck with one hand.

Vinakana turned her head away, a little noncommittal.

"Let's escape from here first."

Vinakana said so.

Jane nodded.

They agreed on this point.

But how to escape from the abyss of the deep valley that was torn apart from the earth is still a difficult problem.

There is no way, Vinakana and Jane can only go forward, which leads to the depths of the valley.

They had no light source in their hands, and when they fell into the deep valley, their portable oil lamps and torches were lost. There was no way, and Vinakana had to rely on the faint light of the moon to barely move forward.

Jane walked very slowly.

Vinakana could hear her gasping for breath.

The princess turned her head, relying on the faintest moonlight, she could see that Jane was obviously struggling with exhaustion.

The magical spells performed by Jane seemed to have consumed her lifespan, causing her to gradually approach the brink of death.

Worried in Vinakana's heart, she hesitated for a moment, but she still cared after all:

"What's the matter with you? Take a break?"

"There's no need...I already know the ending."

Jane said the latter sentence so softly that only she could hear it.

Seeing that the nuns were so persistent, Vinakana stopped persuading her. She turned around and continued to walk forward.

After about a quarter of an hour passed.

boom…

The sound of heavy breathing came from the depths of the valley.

The thick stone walls on both sides of the abyss suddenly shook, and the familiar deterrent atmosphere quickly approached.

Vinakana's hairs were almost standing on end, and an indescribable fear arose between her toes.

Without the support of divinity, fear broke into the brain of the princess without any hindrance.

Vinakana can rely on her own will to maintain reason, but she can only turn a blind eye to the primitive fear of living things.

A hand grabs Vinakana from behind.

That palm is warm.

"Don't be afraid, Weiner...don't be afraid, you have your mission, and your mission is not to be afraid of death."

Jane said softly,

"When I fell into this abyss, I had many premonitions in my mind...that was revealed to me by the Lord, believe me, believe in the Lord, He loves you, love is not afraid of death."

The relief of the nuns at this moment seemed to have some magical power, and Vinakana's mood gradually calmed down.

"Then let's go on..."

Vinakana didn't look back at Jane, she pretended to be cold and said.

Amid Sodora's menacing roar, the two continued to move forward.

After the initial fear, Vinakana heard that the frost dragon Sodora suffered unprecedented trauma from the two swords of the holy sword Sophia.

There is no doubt that the ferocious dragon is resting while being wary of them in the deep valley. It is still not sure whether it is dead or not.

Vinakana let out a foul breath.

Several forked roads appeared in front of the two of them. The earth-shattering dragon language of the frost giant Sodora tore apart a large area of ​​land. The forked roads in front of them were full of fallen trees and gravel, and even dead animals could be seen. corpse.

"Where to go?"

Vinakana asked softly.

Jane took the first two steps, her legs and feet were unstable, and she almost fell down. Vinakana reached out and supported her in time.

The nun is so weak, it's like an old and yellowed parchment, the bones will shatter with a little force.

"Think for yourself, Wiener, think for yourself."

Jane said softly.

Vinakana remained silent, supporting Jane, and the princess stared blankly at the three forked roads in her eyes.

In the end, Vinakana gritted her teeth and chose the one on the right.

When she approached that road, the pages of the Yin book in her arms trembled slightly, although it was only for a short time.

"...we must swing the holy sword again before we can walk out of here alive."

Vinakana supported the weak Jane and said in a low voice.

Moreland is implicated in the scroll of fate,
Maybe... maybe the reason why the Temple of Destiny is called the Temple of Destiny must have an inescapable connection with the Ancient Scroll of Destiny.

Darkness and helplessness haunted her, that's all Vinakana could guess.

Only in this way can she find the support to continue walking.

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"Lord, I would be afraid..."

"Lord, I would panic..."

Jane murmured softly.

Vinakana walked in the darkness, Jane leaned on her shoulders, and the princess dragged her forward.

The princess heard it in her ears, but she didn't say a word, thinking that Jane was just reciting prayers habitually.

Jane's sanity seemed to be gradually lost.

Vinakana felt that Jane was getting heavier and heavier on her arm, and the princess had a premonition that Jane had lost the strength to quarrel not long ago.

The princess was in a panic.

"Oh God…"

Vinakana whispered.

But... no one knows God's situation better than her.

The princess hoped that the light of God would break through the barriers and fall into this dark valley. Despair gave birth to hope in a blink of an eye, just like a dry well turned into a spring.

But the miracle she was expecting did not appear...

Vinakana walked forward with all her strength, and she held Jane firmly.

boom…

The sound of Sodora exhaling came from the deep valley.

The sound was much closer than before.

The deeper this road went, the closer it was to Sodora.

Vinakana froze.

What kind of road did you go on? !
Is that the road to death?
"Go, go on, Weiner...I have a hunch..."

Jane called, her voice muffled.

"Do we have a mission?"

Vinakana asked tremblingly.

"We believe in ourselves."

The nun replied.

Vinakana clenched her hands.

She lifted her foot and continued walking.

The princess's toes were covered with chaotic gravel, and Vinakana seemed to be walking on thin ice.

boom…

boom…

The voice sounded again, one long and one short, and Sodora hovered over this road.

Turn back, turn back, Vinakana...

The Queen's eyes fell into confusion.

She has lost her everlasting divinity, and her humanity is but a dying candle in the face of fear.

"...Lord, are You with me?"

Vinakana asked tremblingly.

If you are with me, why am I so afraid?
Jane's eyelids were closed, and blood and sweat dripped from between her pores.

"Keep going...the Lord revealed to me..."

Jane said weakly.

Vinakana turned her face and looked at the nuns.

"If He is with me, why does He reveal to you and not me? Why through you..."

The queen's questioning almost lost her voice.

Jane was noncommittal, and she exerted great effort to hold the icon around her neck tightly.

"Lord, I would be afraid..."

"Lord, I would panic..."

The nuns murmured tremblingly.

boom…

Vinakana raised her legs reluctantly, driven by fear, she was like a walking corpse, unable to stop or turn back.

In the layer upon layer of darkness, Vinakana seemed to hear the sound of Sodora's jaw sliding.

As soon as she let go, the holy sword in her hand fell down. She stared blankly at the holy sword for a long time before picking it up in despair.

Vinakana raised her head subconsciously.

Huge vertical pupils...appeared above the crack.

Sodora's body obscured the sky seen by Venakana.

The ferocious head hangs down, like a vulture that has been looking for its prey for a long time.

That road leads to death!
Vinakana fell to the ground, and the curved stone wall cast a tall shadow, shrouding the princess in helplessness.

"I can't go anymore... I can't go anymore..."

The princess murmured.

As they approached, the giant frost dragon Sodora became vigilant. It patrolled the cracked sky and could tear them to pieces at any time.

Jane stretched out her hand sharply.

That palm grabbed Vinakana's wrist.

For the first time, the princess felt that the palm was so thin.

She turned her head and looked at the nuns.

In Jane's haggard eyes, will suddenly popped out.

It was like a flash of light.

Her eyes were bright, fixed on Vinakana.

"Go on, keep on going, that's your way."

Jane said every word.

Vinakana's taut strings snapped, and emotions rushed from her mind to her face.

"I shouldn't have gone, I shouldn't have gone, I should have died there!"

she said almost angrily.

Under human nature, Vinakana showed a fragile appearance.

When I fell into this abyss, I should have died.

"I never want to shoulder any mission, I only care about what I love! I shouldn't have stepped here...

No one has ever reached the end of the road... In the end, even I will die! "

Vinakana spit out sentence after sentence, she fell into deep despair.

She panicked, fear locked her throat like a poisonous snake.

Is the Lord really with me?

Why is He always using others?

"Wina..."

Jane pressed one hand on the stone wall, dragging her body with difficulty,
"We've come so hard to get here, look at the suffering and pain we've had..."

Vinakana looked at Jane, whose haggard eyes were fixed on her.

The princess's lips parted slightly, and she was about to say something...

"I've been praying."

Jane's words blocked what she had to say.

"For whom? What to pray for..."

The Queen subconsciously said.

"For everyone,

I often pray with the Lord that the world will be saved. "

Jane's voice was extraordinarily calm, as if comforting the flustered child in front of her,

"My mission is you, the Lord has given me this mission, I have voluntarily accepted it, I have been with you, eager to teach you, and I have done my best for it.

I thought, I did all this for the Lord. "

Vinakana's eyes were lost, and her mind was tugged at by memories.

"Until I had that dream, you know what I saw on the road in the dream."

"I...I saw you, you stopped the storm, made the dry well full of water, and wiped away the stubborn diseases of others...

I prayed to the Lord that the world would be saved, so I met you, Vener. "

Vinakana listened blankly to Jane's confession until the last sentence.

"I always thought I did all this for the Lord, but it's just the opposite...Thank you Lord, thank Him I've got the best of me in return."

Tears rolled from the corners of Jane's eyes, and her voice mourned,
"Just turn back, turn back, Wiener...

But if you will, you are the Saint Venacana who shall come!"

Fear wiped out Vinakana's hope, and the nun's words quietly touched her last string.

Vinakana's lips were slightly parted, her body was trembling, she wanted to say something, but no word could slip out of her throat.

"You said you only cared about what you loved..."

"So...do you love Him?"

(End of this chapter)