savior epic

Chapter 90 Burning Fire
Monroe broods over a past that happened more than 30 years ago.

So much so that when he showed the diary to Chen Yi, he couldn't stop crying.

"About your wife, how did Priest Stan answer you?" Chen Yi said after a long silence.

Scholar Monroe's expression was stagnant, and he said, "...she is already in hell."

Chen Yi heard this and wanted to say something, but she could only sigh silently in her heart.

"I don't know if this is true, maybe he's lying to me. The words of the Temple of Suffering are not credible." Monroe scholar's pale eyebrows frowned, "However, however."

Chen Yi didn't know how to comfort her, she had never seen hell, she only knew that she was deeply moved.

"I don't know what to do, I love her, and I'm sure, my love will never change." Monroe said, wiping away tears, shaking his head, and squeezed out a vicissitudes of smile: "May I go to hell after I die." Come on, apprentice, after all the gods don't go to hell themselves."

Chen Yi was stunned, and it took him a long time to say: "There is no need to do this, Monroe scholar, I believe that your love will eventually be reciprocated."

"why?"

"Because God will hear."

Wait quietly until nightfall.

Chen Yi stayed in the study room, the door was ajar as said before, and he didn't know when, Hedwig would sneak up to the door and take a look.

Picking out the materials from the academy, it was just enough for two ceremonies. Chen Yi took out the two pieces of cloth and picked out the one that was stained with the blood of the troll priest. The blood on it dried up. Chen Yi soaked the cloth strips in pure water .

After a while, Chen Yi dipped in the liquid and drew a magic circle on the ground. After the pattern of the circle of truth appeared on the floor, Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, and just wrote three angel names like last time. .

He wanted to defend himself again.

The previous time, I was able to cross over to the place where Christopher was from the memory of the past.
But this time, the troll priest is dead, and he doesn't know where he will cross after watching the past scene.

"It can't be hell, can it?" Chen Yi muttered.

After all, believers in the Temple of Suffering often mention the hell created by the Lord of Suffering.It is estimated that it is the belief of the Suffering Temple.

After splashing the holy water, Chen Yi knelt and sat in front of the magic circle, closing her eyes.

Endure the pain and ascend to the Kingdom of God.

As a result of killing the troll priest and Proust's sister, the lights of the clock tower of good and evil were lit a little.

At the same time, Chen Yi also noticed that although the other illusory clock tower was still broken, its base seemed to be completely repaired, and there were a little more lights than before.

Turning off the lights of the clock tower, Chen Yi lowered the dim light, and dropped her name on the magic circle.

Then, consciousness returns to the body.

"What is the purpose behind that prophecy? Who is controlling all of this behind the scenes?" After silently reciting the answer, Chen Yi chanted a ritual spell to activate the singularity.

Chen Yi opened her spiritual vision eye, and the magic circle emitted a blue light, just like before, and the three written names shone with golden light.

Chen Yi felt that her consciousness was gradually detached, and the psychic scene was constantly changing.

A circular temple with a hollowed-out circular skylight cuts the sunlight into a sacred and illusory one.

Chen Yi saw Priest Stan standing in a shadow.

The elder in front of him leaned on a cane, and his breath was like a dying candle.

"Elder, I have remembered the prophecy." Priest Stan bent down, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "I will comprehend the 'eye' as soon as possible."

"Just remember, my co-worker." The elder said, stroking its thick head, "However, Lord, don't look directly at it."

Priest Stan nodded his head and asked, "Elder, where did this prophecy come from? How did you obtain it?"

The elder pondered for a moment, staring at the troll in front of him, and slowly said: "The Lord himself descended."

Chen Yi at the side was in great shock, and then frowned.

The Lord of Suffering, the prophecy that came down personally?

so much trouble
Just for a priest in the church?

"It's our beloved Him in person?!" Priest Stan realized something, and hurriedly restrained his expression, his eyes trembled, and lowered his voice, "Why? Why? Such a blessing to me!"

The elder hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak.

Then he wrinkled his face and turned his head slowly.

Chen Yi was shocked for a moment.

His eyes were heading towards where he was standing!

The psychic scene immediately rippled, and the sound and picture were blurred and difficult to distinguish.

Chen Yi realized that this was the shield of the Temple of Suffering from prying, divination, and prophecy.

After a long time, the screen slowly returned to normal.

Chen Yi saw Priest Stan, still standing in front of the elder.

"So that's the case, I understand. Even though He has done my best for me, I have no respect for Him." Priest Stan's face was filled with admiration.

It's easy to do. This prophecy really has another purpose.

Chen Yi raised her eyes and saw the three names and taboos she wrote down from the Kingdom of God, engraved on the round skylight of the temple.

Chen Yi climbed up in no hurry, waiting for the scene in front of her to end.

"Elder, if I am unlucky and die unexpectedly on the way, will my lord still take care of me?" Priest Stan asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, my co-worker." The elder smiled mysteriously, "You will fall into the hell created by my lord."

Hearing this, Priest Stan panicked for a moment: "I will still fall into hell?!"

"Calm down, Stan," the elder said coldly, "That is the most special hell, it is the most perfect creation of the Lord of Suffering, and it is also a blessing for us devout ones.

Even if there is no sun there, it is no different from the world.

There are kings, priests and nobles, and countless slaves.

You and I, devout people, must be priests and nobles.

There is a huge tower almost reaching the sky,
As long as it is built, even if you and I fall into hell, we can still return to the world. "

At this point, the screen stopped completely.

The memory of the scene began to fade inch by inch.

This is the end of channeling.

Chen Yi raised her head, staring at the three golden figures on the round skylight.

Faintly aware of something, Chen Yi flew there.

Gently touch the round skylight.

The faded scene was stuck, Chen Yi looked around, strange colors filled every inch of the scene.

Time flows in a rush, from the past to the present.

Chen Yi waited quietly.

The light that passes through the skylight is covered by dull colors.

Wait for the scene to stop flowing.

The four directions are dim, and the supposedly infinite sky is blocked by a red and black mantle, like a cave, but it is infinitely vast, as if it is under the earth.

Chen Yi realized that she had stepped into a dark place.

The surroundings are full of sand and gravel, and the ground under their feet is lifeless.

As the cold and silent wind passed by, Chen Yi's fingertips felt icy cold, and a suppressed feeling surged up.

Gloomy, barren and hopeless.

The color of the earth is like blackened blood.

Countless words appeared in that scripture and came to mind.

hell.

Chen Yi looked down at her own body, which was empty and sacred.

It was the same as when we made an appointment with Christopher.

Looking up at the land, I saw countless dark and illusory figures. They were souls who had no chance to enjoy the blessings of heaven.

In the distance, there was a cry of torment, and Chen Yi vaguely felt a throbbing in her palm.

Nora Rich.

The old saying "Salvation" trembles because of being in hell.

"Nora Rich, light up the torch and dispel the darkness around me." Feeling the throbbing of the old saying, Chen Yi recited softly.

In the palm of his hand, "Salvation" raised a subtle flame.

Use it for lighting yourself.

When the fire ignited.

The entire land that was originally dead and hopeless boiled instantly.

Howls of fear, screams of tearing.

Countless ghosts turned around in unison as if they had sensed it, staring greedily at the sudden firelight in the boundless darkness.

The ghosts are like crucian carp in the water, swarming and filing in. Their sharp howls, blowing up gusts of wind, are disgusting. In the gloomy, the cracking sound of the bones pumping makes people's scalp tingle.

Chen Yi lowered her head.

At some point, scarlet blood rushed to his feet.

(End of this chapter)