The World is Sick

The blood moon, Cainhurst's family, also has a charm bonus?

Realizing that his thoughts were inadvertently going astray again, Kevin hurriedly stopped his distracting thoughts and muttered to the huntress seriously.

"The problem of personnel placement has been resolved, and the rituals of summoning the ancient gods must be suspended. I am going to start with the Great Cathedral."

"Senior Sister Maria, what are your plans?"

Maria stretched out her hand to hold Kevin's hanging palm, pressed it close to her cheek, smiled softly, and opened her lips softly.

"I will always stay with you…"

Kevin's heart skipped a beat, his arm muscles tensed, he nodded slightly immediately, turned around and pulled Maria to the Cathedral.

Under the moonlight, the man with his back to Maria breathed a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help murmuring in his heart.

Almost broke the defense again...

ps: The saying "the moonlight is so beautiful" comes from Natsume Soseki, a master of Japanese literature.He worked as an English teacher for a while at a middle school in Ehime Prefecture.One day, he led his students to translate the phrase "I Love You".Some students translated it into "私はあなたを爱しています" and "我君ヲ爱ス" (Note: These two translations are straightforward expressions of love, directly translated into "I love you").

Natsume Soseki shook his head and said, "The Japanese don't say that."

"Then how should it be translated?" the student asked.

He pondered for a moment: "It should be translated as: '月が仙丽ですね' (tonight, the moonlight is so beautiful)"

Isn't it very subtle and beautiful?

Chapter 1220 Chapter [-] Moonlight Knight

Yanan, the Great Sept.

With the passage of time, the lights that were lit in the nearby Yanan houses have been extinguished one after another, leaving only sporadic flames swaying and supporting.

Under the elongated shadows of roads and buildings, beasts degraded by citizens lurk in the shadows.

The sounds of flesh tearing, chewing, chaotic murmurs, and crazy crashes came and went.

All kinds of evil beings born due to the mutation of the blood moon peeped eerily at the strongest and most sacred fortress of Yanan.

Suddenly, at the end of Qingshi Street, there was a sound of crisp footsteps. The figures of Kevin and Maria stepped onto the square, looking around silently, and the atmosphere gradually froze.

What a miserable scene!

Like a stream of dark red blood, it flows along the cracks of the bricks, and gathers in the low-lying places to form a black-purple condensate, which is bright and bewitching.

All around are the dismembered corpses of werewolves, butchers, even hunters and ordinary residents.

The white bones that had been gnawed to the brim, with all the pain and twists before death, the intestines, stomach pouch, heart, liver and lungs and other organs that flew out of the abdominal cavity, some were crushed and rotten, and some were still steaming. Trembling slightly.

Gray brains, rolled eyeballs, and various food residues left in the digestive tract were scattered everywhere, mixed with purple-black blood, exuding a pungent stench.

After stepping through the bloody jigsaw puzzle composed of hundreds of victims, the mess spread all over the floor to the end of the upper door.

Kevin looked back and looked around. Most of the pale and distorted cheeks were facing forward, with resentful and unwilling eyes, and their corpses were mixed with animalized monsters.

Apparently, many refugees from Yanan intended to enter the Great Church to seek refuge when the blood moon came.

But their way of survival, whose hope was imminent, was brutally blocked by a moat.

Under the moonlight, a tall figure covered in blood and with long hair dyed red and black stood on the top of the broken steps with a sword.

The blood that started to solidify in the cold night solidified into a hard shell on the surface of the clothing where the figure couldn't see the shape clearly, and the half-open eyes were completely devoid of light and completely silent.

In his hand, there was only the great sword of the secret technique that reflected the moonlight, shining with ripples as cold as water.

The reliefs on both sides of the wall, which used to have doctors performing blood therapy, human beings fighting against beast disasters, etc. representing the glorious scenes of Yanan, were also torn to pieces by sword energy and sharp claws.

Everything looks devastated, bloody, ruined, and terrifying.

But as the distance increased, as well as the deviation of gaze and angle, the two visitors suddenly saw the only pure land behind the tall figure.

A door.

A door intact, unsullied, unspoiled.

"Mr. Ludwig..."

The figure stood still, eyes met, and the complex murmur of emotions broke the silence of the master and apprentice.

"You came…"

The paladin's eyes were opened, and the blood and dust stuck to his hair hung over his forehead, looking filthy and dirty.

In the hoarse voice, Ludwig's slightly affected expression showed a trace of sincere relief. He seemed to have expected the arrival of his lover.

"I am very happy that you can come back alive from the Sumeru underground palace..."

"Bishop Lawrence said that you and Maria are special..."

Kevin smiled nonchalantly: "This mission was issued by the Holy Church? That's just right."

"Teacher, the exploration of the underground palace has been completed. We request an audience with Bishop Lawrence and report the situation in person."

Ludwig pursed his lips and shook his head, raising his finger to the square exit.

"For the sake of our former love, can you turn a blind eye and let us in?"

Kevin was not surprised by this, he sighed and asked seriously.

"The order I received is to guard the door behind me, and no one is allowed to open it."

Ludwig looked at the Yanan people on the ground who had died tragically after being expelled and rejected by him, his expression was tense, his head bowed in thought, his tone was calm but extremely firm.

"What's going on inside, don't you really have any guesses?"

"Teacher, do you still remember the knight oath you taught me?"

"Look at what I'm doing now!"

Kevin put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and couldn't help but put it down again.

"Faith and morality are in opposition, which side should we stand on?" (see Chapter 1143 for details)

"So, that's what you were asking at the beginning?"

"Kevin, you are really different. The archbishop's guess is right."

Ludwig chuckled softly, his eyes dazzled, but then the paladin gripped the hilt of his sword, raised his hand slightly, and stared solemnly at his lover.

"No matter how many times I repeat it, my answer is still the same!"

"There is no right or wrong, only a mission! The only order I received is to guard this door!"

Kevin opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the advice welling up in his throat. He slowly drew out his long sword, clenched his hands upright, and his momentum suddenly froze.

"That's right, you have your choice, I have my persistence, we fight for each other, there is no need for mercy, let alone hold back!"

"Come on, Kevin, let's have a duel between knights!"

While Ludwig was boldly drinking lightly, the moonlight sword in his hand was shining brightly, like the light of a torch, converging and flowing.

Kevin seemed to perceive something, he glanced at a shadow out of the corner of his eye, his brows were slightly gathered, and he turned his head and whispered to Maria behind him.

"Senior Sister Maria, I am here."

"Please look around to see if there is another way to enter the Great Cathedral."

The huntress nodded slightly, disassembled the fallen leaves of her weapon, and circled around the Great Cathedral.

come on!

When Maria's figure was completely submerged in the darkness, the distance between them became closer and closer. The two masters and apprentices, who were only three steps apart, swung their swords forward unanimously as if they had a tacit understanding.

Sword lights staggered, sparks splashed, and the crisp sound of gold and iron could be heard endlessly. The two figures fought fiercely like ancient knights.

Ludwig's sword, just like his temperament, opened and closed, and Kevin also did not back down, choosing to attack with force.

As the two figures staggered up and down, a dangerous and beautiful blue-white halo exploded in mid-air, and the surrounding floors were either shattered by footsteps, or lifted layer by layer by shock waves.

In just a few breaths, the two had fought hundreds of times, and wherever they went, there were potholes and dust everywhere.

But as time passed, Ludwig's chest kept rising and falling, the veins on his forehead swelled, and his rough breathing, like an old bellows, was obviously at the end of its strength.

We can't procrastinate any longer, let's make a quick decision!

boom!

Ludwig's eyes narrowed, he saw the right opportunity, he leaned forward, and mercilessly raised his epee to the opponent's head and neck.

Swing, swing from bottom to top, exert force from the front of the sword body.

Kevin moved in small steps, turned slightly sideways, and volleyed the epee at the weak second half of Ludwig's weapon, and twisted his backhand at the same time, causing the paladin's moonlight greatsword to be thrown flying.

The tail of the sharp blade piercing through the rocky ground trembled and whined.

"You lost, teacher!"

Kevin opened his lips and pondered, stepped past Ludwig's half-kneeling figure, and walked towards the door.

However, at the moment when the two of them staggered, the paladin suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, his expression was almost crazy and distorted, and his body also began to undergo changes similar to animalization.

Losing the guidance of the moonlight and the obsession with the oath, the former paladin was on the verge of degeneration.

Chapter 1221 Chapter [-]

"boom!"

Suddenly, Kevin stopped, pressed Ludwig's forehead with his backhand, slammed it into the door, and then pushed it against the stone pillar in the hall, violent air waves shook.

"Cough cough..."

Ludwig coughed up blood heavily, his consciousness was in severe pain, and the madness was immediately suppressed.

And with the warmth and coolness coming from the palm of his forehead, the seriously injured paladin slipped from above and collapsed beside the stone pillar, finally calming down.

Four ribs are broken, the right arm is almost comminuted, the ligaments of the two legs are about to be broken, and the organs are facing failure...

Ludwig checked his body with self-awareness, and sighed helplessly at the miserable situation.

Coupled with the rounds of fighting he experienced, his last sliver of strength was exhausted. Almost only his eyes, lips and teeth could move slightly, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.