savior epic

Chapter 55
The sense of powerlessness spreads from the neck to every nerve ending in the brain, and the blood in every blood vessel is going there, going there.

Chen Yi pressed her neck desperately, and saw blood overflowing from the corner of Ode's mouth, the silver needle he pierced into his neck just blocked the wound, and only a little blood flowed out.

As for himself, the pierced neck spewed out blood without hindrance.

The clown's cheeks, which were painted with oil paint, leaned over with a smile, and his ghost was still there.

Chen Yi's vision began to blur, and the pain caused by blood loss was by no means the most painful, but the numbness and loss of power gradually brought about by it was the most desperate.

Life, which should be an abstract and general term, is so intuitively passing by at this moment, Chen Yi barely presses the wound, and even the touch of blood hitting the fingertips begins to feel unreal.

How long can I live?
1 minutes? 2 minutes?

Chen Yi raised her head reluctantly, and the intuition in her mind told herself that she would not survive for 5 minutes at most.

The God of Resurrection Town. Can't live for more than 5 minutes?
No. I am not a god. I am the dirty soul in the mouth of the priest Isha that night, the false god in the mouth of the person who turned back at the end of the historical corridor, and this bard who came from nowhere. the thief
Ode approached step by step, he took out another needle and thread from his pocket, not pointing at himself, and there was no need to point at himself, he raised his absurd clown face, and pointed the needle point at Chen Yi's head.

Damn, damn.

Under the will to survive, Chen Yi subconsciously touched around, tried to lift the ink bottle, quill, and book, but found that the strength of her fingers was lost with the blood, and she felt a suffocation feeling in her throat, and what she saw was blurred and dizzy.

As his chest and lungs constricted, Chen Yi's consciousness gradually blurred, and he had to work hard to get back to reality. He tried to rummage, and rummaged feebly for something that could at least slow down the bard's footsteps.

A box. The faint touch told Chen Yi that it was made of wood.

wooden box.
With the last bit of strength, Chen Yi slammed it to Ode.

At such a close distance, Ode had no room to dodge, and the wooden box hit Ode's head straight. Chen Yi immediately felt the subtle pain of being hit by a hard object on the head. Because of the blood loss, the pain was not even real.

"Nausuo." Just uttering a few syllables, the air in the lungs was rapidly lost, the chest cavity sank, and the blood spurted more violently, "You won't be affected by it."

The defective eyes of spiritual vision are so weak that they are only effective for half a second.

As soon as the words fell, the bright red twin jellyfish jumped out suddenly, with dozens of eyes, one of which was shining with golden light, it flapped its tentacles, and the head of the round umbrella hit Ode's thigh.

Half a second is enough.

The minstrel's pupils widened instantly, and together with the eyes of vision on his cheeks, the dark pupils trembled with fear.

Such a familiar breath, Ode will not forget it.

"Why. You can contact him?! My lord's madman!" Ode's next words stuck in his throat, and everything in his eyes quickly distorted.

His consciousness was pulled into the ancient holy capital filled with pale showers.

Chen Yi leaned against the wall weakly and fell to the ground, unable to raise any strength, the sense of suffocation and dizziness intensified layer by layer, and she could even imagine that her lungs were shrinking and shrinking continuously.

He didn't know when Ode's consciousness returned to his body. The twin jellyfish just touched Ode, instead of directly interfering with the psychic ceremony as he did at that time.

Raising her head, Chen Yi tried her best to open her naked eyes, staring directly at the silent night sky.

phases of the moon.

phases of the moon.

ten.
nine.
Chen Yi tried her best to maintain consciousness by counting down, and gradually lost her vision. Her eyes were clearly open, but nothing could fall into her mind except the darkness. The cold wind whizzed past the window. Chen Yi could only hear the slight ringing of the window, but she didn't know the window sash. He kept bumping against the wall, as if he wanted to knock himself apart completely.

Eight.
seven.
six.
Chen Yi was absent-minded for a moment, and almost fell into a coma completely. The blood stained the hemp-made Tunica, and blood dripped from the hem of his clothes.

Fives.
four.
Ode slowly woke up, and there was endless anger in the opened eyes of spiritual vision.

"Damn thief!"

Chen Yi didn't hear it clearly, all he knew was that his hand covering the wound was hanging down feebly, and the blood gushed out without hindrance and flowed vigorously.

three.
Ode picked up the long needle on the ground, stepped over the jellyfish, and aimed the long needle at Chen Yi's forehead.

two.
一
The sound of rain is still the first to hear the sound of rain.

The bronze door stands horizontally in front of you.

At that moment, Chen Yi suddenly consciously separated from her body, feeling a sense of transcending her soul.

Mottled patina and peeling gold leaf.The appearance of the bronze door was accompanied by unbearable pain, however, this time, Chen Yi felt so comfortable and lucky.

The scene is constantly changing.The holy tree that has withered for thousands of years, the gods surrounding the coffin of the doomed to perish, the angels, the elves, and everything mourns for it. The desolate epic has changed countless times on the bronze door. The myths and legends in the impression are like this Thick.

Crazy ravings exploded in her ears, and Chen Yi once again felt the fear she had felt countless times, spreading throughout her body, the kind of fear that surpassed death, even trembling was not allowed.

A long time, a long time.
The thousand pillars supporting the heaven and the earth fell in front of my eyes.

The three bell towers stand quietly.

A bronze gate lifted by an invisible tower.

Chen Yi sat on the throne.

It is obviously impossible to capture, but the trajectory of the golden cutting line is clear and real, without any sense of illusion.

Chen Yi raised her fingertips and pressed it to the resurrection town.

The distance between Ode's needle tip and his body was less than one centimeter.

On the Kingdom of God, Chen Yi relaxed for an instant, and breathed greedily, as if wanting to suck back all the lost air.

Glancing at the few lights left in the bell tower, the two bell towers add up to only one layer of lights.

Mainly the Bell Tower of Misery.

Pulling into Resurrection Town, Chen Yi touched her body with her fingertips.

The lights of the clock tower were quickly extinguished, and Chen Yi saw the blood flowing out slowly, and the blood-stained Cunica, whose body was covered with blood, floated up like dew and returned to the wound.

Afterwards, the wound on the neck slowly healed.

Then, Chen Yi shifted her gaze to the bard.

"He used an old saying on me, he must close his spiritual eyes."

Chen Yi was talking to herself, and a gleam of light descended.

The eyes of spiritual vision on Ode's cheeks trembled and closed irresistibly.

Glancing at the lights of the clock tower, there are not many left.

Chen Yi frowned, she couldn't support herself to take Ode's life.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

By the way, "fraud"

What will happen if you recite "Nausuo" on the kingdom of God?

Chen Yi drew closer to the scene of Resurrection Town, staring straight at Ode's oil-painted face.

"Nausuo." After a pause, Chen Yi continued, "I am your master, your only master, and I command you to stop."

Afterwards, Chen Yi cautiously brought Resurrection Town back on track.

Ode's fingertips stopped, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Chen Yi looked at him, the bard was trembling uncontrollably, tears of excitement flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his entire shoulder was twitching.

Faintly realized that on the sea of ​​thousands of pillars of clouds, the power of his ancient words seemed to be magnified several times.At the same time, he saw that the few pale golden flames left in that illusory clock tower were a little thinner.

"My most respected and beloved Lord of Suffering, you have once again set your loving eyes on me, a humble person." Ode murmured tremblingly, "You have taken back your authority yourself, this supreme power. "

In his brown eyes, the image of a god in black robes in front of him casts a tall shadow, every word, every action is grand and majestic, he can't see His face, but he can empathize with the compassionate suffering, that kind of forgiveness The compassion of all things in the world, he is the mother of "suffering" and his master, and he weeps bitterly for it.

"Lord of suffering, I am willing to dedicate everything to you, please guide me again." Ode crawled down, knelt on his knees, with a pious and fanatical posture.

"I order you to die." He heard him say lightly
"Follow your supreme guidance."

Then, Chen Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

The weeping minstrel hurriedly picked up two long needles, his trembling hands, not fear but excitement, aimed at his temples without hesitation, and his flesh burst open.

His eyes slowly turned white, and his body fell down weakly.

There was no more breath.

For him,

God is beyond doubt.

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