It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

"Then am I... still alive?"

Fittili opened his eyes with difficulty, the amber pupils were dim.

"Just barely."

Shadow commented, and gave his own suggestion.

"I think it's better for you to stay awake. Your situation is different from mine. Maybe the next absorption process will kill you completely. If you still expect someone to rescue you, it will probably be a few days away."

"Why do you say that?"

Fittili managed to pull herself together, she knew that the purpose of the shadow chatting with her was exactly for this purpose.

"It's not that easy for Norbord to integrate the divinity of "Lilith". If you want to stop him, you can only rush in the next few days. "

"From the feedback I got, it should be only the first stage of this method, and you have already done it for him. The second stage should be the act of God. In my understanding, this means that he needs to create miracles artificially, such as bringing the dead back to life in the Kingdom of God, but it seems that miracles of this level are not enough at present."

"If you really wait until he is allowed to hold the scepter of God...I am afraid that no one will be able to stop Nobold. So the group of executors will not keep watching."

Apart from Norberd himself, Shadow is probably the person who knows this knowledge best.With thousands of years of experience and accumulated knowledge, she can deduce many things from Norbord's actions and memory fragments.

"They don't know what this monster is doing either...you failed to tell them."

Fittili's words made Shadow silent for several seconds.

"They can't be so stupid...probably."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes and looked in the direction outside the temple. This was the first time in a thousand years that Shadow had said such words.

"They wouldn't be able to do it without me, right?"

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This is probably the last day of the battle, no matter what the result is, let's cheer together~

Chapter 52 Small Wishes

After a long time, Shadow gradually felt that there was no movement behind her. She turned her head and bit Fetili.

"Hey, wake up—didn't I tell you not to sleep, if you fall asleep now, you may not be able to wake up again!"

The pain caused Fitili to raise her heavy eyelids, and the filthy blood flowing in her veins no longer throbbed, and the gradually cooling body temperature and heart made her feel the comfort and peace she had not seen for a long time.

"...Actually, there's no need for me to persist any longer, right?"

"I've done everything I need to do... I'm useless now. I'm sorry for Ella and you, and I'm sorry for Victoria...but I'm tired."

"This plan was wrong from the beginning, our revenge against fate, the future we dreamed of, and even everything we insist on is just a joke..."

Shadow was thinking about how to persuade the other party.Although originally she shouldn't have put Fitili's life and death at heart, but considering that Fittili's death would leave her alone in this temple, Shadow still prefers to let him live longer, at least to Talk to yourself.

Shadow doesn't want to say that Nobold will threaten the material world, which is not nutritious. At most, it will only increase Fitili's sense of guilt, but it will not improve her desire to survive.

In a sense, this will even have a certain counterproductive effect, turning things into a situation where "I'm sorry, I can only use death to atone for my sins" and let Shadow's previous efforts be wasted.

What's more, for those who fell into the abyss, the end of the world may not be a bad ending in itself.

So this head changed its thinking a little bit.

"Actually, the person you are most sorry for is not us, but your brother."

"..."

"Why do you say that? Although the result is out of control... But Enoch will soon be destroyed if this continues."

Fittili asked back, but her voice had gradually become blurred. She felt that Shadow just wanted to find a random topic to make her persist for a while.She can understand the other party's thoughts, but it does not mean that she will continue to insist.

After noticing the other party's reaction, Shadow was thankful that he had found the right direction.At least there was something about Niels that would interest Fittilly to say a few more words.

"Haven't you thought about it? When did Nobold intervene in the plan you made? Is it all just a coincidence, but he happened to find out that you were stealing Lilith's power and chose to use it?"

Shadow gradually speeded up his speech, trying to perfect his conjecture before Fitili fell into a deep sleep.

"Ten years ago, you were just a child. No matter how powerful your bloodline powers were, you lacked the experience to use them. How did you pass through the wilderness of Enoch and reach the material world through the Forest of Silence?"

"What does the existence of Christina Royce mean, and why doesn't she lose control as the curse accumulates, just because of talent or some strange characteristic?"

Fittili was silent for a moment, then his voice became serious and no longer drowsy.

"I don't remember what happened back then—what the hell are you trying to say."

The clues were slowly pieced together in Shadow's thoughts, and she suddenly resumed that malicious sneer.

"So is it possible that this is the case?"

"Assuming that ten years ago...you left the land of Nod under the secret guidance of Norbold, so Nils was left in that castle, and after that, Norbold was invisible The hint made him complete the prototype of this plan for himself. And Christina Royce is the carrier he prepared in advance, and then he only needs to lure Niels to find this special existence."

"Your tragedy is not only because of the filthy blood, but also because of this so-called saint of the wilderness. Both you and Nils are poor wretches who are played by him."

"If that's the case...you don't want revenge, even if it's causing some trouble to his plan?"

A pair of amber eyes slowly opened in the dimly lit hall, they were far darker than before but seemed like an eternal flame.

"What you say is just speculation without evidence."

Shadow smiled, acquiescing to Feitili's words, and she asked teasingly:

"Why, don't rush to die."

Fittili was silent for a long time.

"Yes... the possibility of this makes me unable to rest in peace. I at least want to see the ending of this farce with my own eyes."

"This is not shirk responsibility and guilt, I know... everything we do exists and is determined by our own will. But if... if Norbold William If Si is also a participant, what qualifications does such a person have to become a god?"

As she said that, she seemed to have unloaded the burden and mask she had been carrying all along, and turned back into the girl who cowered in the corner of the wall on a rainy night in Paris a few months ago.

"I have never been a very courageous person... Things like destroying Enoch or letting the blood be destroyed are beyond my imagination. I would rather escape from those terrible things than resist That's what I did ten years ago."

"I don't fully approve of Niels' plan...but rightly or wrongly, it's the last thing he has left." Maybe one day Nod will be able to float on Language Day, the land of There will no longer be people raised as livestock and blood-thirsty nobles, and the surviving people can hug each other in the material world and bask in the sun"—this is the wish Nils wrote down at the end of his notes. "

"He's my brother... I can't bear to have such a wish trampled in the dirty mud."

Shadow listened, and suddenly smiled with emotion.

"Perhaps ten years ago, you took him to escape from that castle. Even if you didn't have good luck or Norbod's help, dying together in the wilderness would be the most suitable ending for you."

"It's just the wish of two children, but it turned out like this... Maybe it can only be called fate."

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In the barracks tent hastily erected on the outer wall of King Enoch's city, Duncan Coleridge faced a magic map with a livid face.

The elite of Enoch's upper city was almost wiped out, and the only ones left alive among the members of the parliament were him and Maxwell, the queen's close minister.The latter, who had been lifted from the petrification, seemed to have aged hundreds of years after hearing the news of the Queen's death, just sitting in the corner of the barracks with dull eyes and not saying a word.

There are no more than 200 dirty blood knights who can be dispatched now, and a large part of them are temporarily transferred from the lower city. They are low blood officials who were originally responsible for managing order.They barely put on the hunter's standard thin silver armor, and their combat capabilities were not worthy of high expectations.

"Your Excellency Maxwell, this is not the time to indulge in mourning."

"——I just came back from the wilderness, and something unimaginable happened there. In a few days, the land of Nod will enter the floating stage. We need to stop the alienated attack before that, otherwise this city Not a single person in the city survived."

The old man glanced at him with the eyes of a dead fish, but otherwise made no movement, like a stone that had lost its life.

"Stop struggling...it's all over."

Chapter 53 full takeover (plus more

The rain was pouring down, and the rain in Nod contained a strong curse, which would be fatal to most creatures who were not strong enough.

The rain that converged into a waterfall washed the walls of King Enoch's city and the black castle. Before they approached the top palace, they were frozen into ice slag by the strange temperature emitted by the pale chain of fire, and then evaporated into nothingness.

The water was rushing through the pipes in the upper city, and the turbid flow mixed with mud, dust, and dried blood slowly formed puddles in the lower areas.

The water mist separating the upper and lower urban areas became thicker, and a layer of dark gray clouds shrouded the center of the city, making the royal city and the castle particularly gloomy.Hidden behind a curtain of rain, the bust of a banshee in the center of the last outer wall looks like the remains of a dead giant.

There are a large number of well-preserved empty buildings outside the city wall, and the military camp tents of the Guards also have excellent waterproof effects.The victims in the lower city were gathered in large empty buildings to keep warm and shelter from the rain, but in the wilderness it was a completely different scene.

Large mud spots were splashed on the black soil, and the plants twisted and stretched upwards to try to absorb more rainwater in the air, and became taller and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The hurricane swept across the ground, causing the curtain of rain to tilt, and the curtain of rain swayed away with the direction of the wind.In this extreme weather, the fog is also fast-flowing, and it often takes only a few seconds for them to span a distance of nearly a kilometer.

However, there is only one area in the wilderness where the scene is completely different. The basin in the center is covered with thick black mist. It condenses in the strong wind and looks like an oval hill raised on the surface from a distance.

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Except for those wildly growing plants, even monsters with severely alienated bodies and even priests who believed in the witch Lilith would not walk in the wilderness in this weather.

Therefore, the dark figures approaching from afar are more like an illusion behind the rain. In this case, people who see this scene may not help but wonder:

Do hallucinations make sounds?

The answer is undoubtedly no, and the sound of a huge siren resounded throughout the wilderness.

A number of weird brass-colored vehicles with spherical cylinders installed on the front of the vehicle galloped on the muddy ground. In addition to the wheels in the traditional sense, there were thick tracks fixed and welded by metal rivets underneath them.

Compared with the model that Professor Adolf drove a few days ago, this batch of steam locomotives is more flexible and faster. Judging from their distinctive appearance, they should belong to the same series. Love the original model, but these newer models offer little improvement in terms of noise.This is not a technical problem, but from the designer's paranoia and morbid aesthetics.

Different from the noisy vehicles, the two rows of the carriage are thin figures wearing black wax cloaks and wide-brimmed hats.

They were as quiet as ghosts on a rainy night, and the black rainwater slid to the ground along the crow feathers at the bottom of the cloak.

They all had bright silver brooches pinned on their left chests, no wizard in the material world would be unfamiliar with this, and it was a style exclusive to the executors.This batch of cloaks has both waterproof and curse-repelling abilities, and they are obviously custom-made items for a certain environment.

The leading man retracted his copper telescope with an ivory handle, but his gaze still stayed in the direction of the black hill.

He stroked the short curved beard on his upper lip with a serious expression.

"That's right, that is the prototype of the Kingdom of God. It seems that they are in big trouble."

"Strictly speaking, we should be in big trouble."

The man was corrected by a tall woman, her face hidden under a hood, showing only a small chin and a lock of very light, curly blond hair.

Judging from her voice, she is only in her 20s at most.

The young lady pointed upwards with the pipe between her two fingers. The dark lines on the sky were the dark tide and waves in the sea, not the dark rain clouds.