Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 2090 in the distant unknown land

Under the dim light, Mr. Azaches was washing his hands in the basin.

Sister Celion immediately handed over a clean towel and asked, "How is this sir?"

"It looks like he can't die." Azaches thought for a while and said: "He was given burn medicine, bandaged, and anti-inflammatory medicine... Breathing seems much smoother, but it is better to You can send it to the hospital or the clinic. After all, I am not a professional doctor, I just learned some first aid knowledge."

"I think so too." The nun said hesitantly: "But before he passed out, he seemed to resist being sent to the hospital."

Mr. Asaches couldn't help frowning, "You said, you saw several people looking for him? Can you see the origin?"

Sister Celion shook her head and said: "It's too dark, I can't see clearly... They seem to be discussing something, but the voice is too small, I can't hear, and I'm afraid they will find it. However, it doesn't seem to be [Free City]. People, look at the style of dress, like people in [City of Dawn]."

"[City of Dawn]?" Mr. Asaches couldn't help being stunned.

It’s not that there are no people from [City of Dawn] in [Free City]...but the actual situation is that there are actually many guys from [City of Dawn] in [Free City].

Because Qidu is open to each other, as long as the access standards are met, in theory the household registration of Qidu can be changed at will.

[Free City] Because of its relatively free atmosphere, it has attracted a group of immigrants from Qidu.

"If you still retain the [Dawn City] dressing style, it should be a guy who came to [Freedom City] recently." Mr. Azaches had his own thoughts at this time, "It's just that the holy girl ceremony is approaching. There are also many people who come to [Freedom City] to travel... It seems that this clue is also very vague."

"Mr. Asaches, shall I go and tell the Sheriff's Office?" Sister Celion said quickly.

Mr. Asaches thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, even if you want to tell, I will come forward... and I want to wait for this guy to wake up before making a decision."

"But he..."

"Hey." Mr. Assaches waved his hand and said, "Even if he wakes up and looks like this, he probably won't be able to move... Tonight, I won't go back, I will look at this guy."

Sister Celion nodded hesitantly, "Then I'll get you some quilts... Hey, it seems that I can't help but work tonight."

"You!" The boss of Azaches smiled bitterly: "It's all my fault, I can't sponsor the parade of floats this year, so you..."

I saw Sister Celion shook her head: "It's okay. I didn't count as attending originally. It's just that the college has already reported my name... By the way, you have been here for so long and haven't had any water. Well, I will pour you a glass of water."

This is an excuse to temporarily leave and end the topic.

Mr. Asaches knew it well and didn't say anything bad, but just nodded slightly.

After Sister Celion left, Mr. Asaches had time to look carefully at the severely injured person-as soon as he arrived at the orphanage, he was busy dealing with this person's wound, and there was still time for a careful examination in the future.

When he came, Mr. Azaches did not hear the rumors of the fire either... But how did this man burn like this?

He looked at some of the objects on the seriously injured...most of them were burnt black, basically there was no useful information.

"Hey, this is..."

A carton that hasn't completely burnt... is a matchbox.

"Fo...West...Grand...Francis Grand Hotel?" Mr. Asaches frowned, "This hotel, isn't it just..."

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He wasn't someone who couldn't bear the pain...On the contrary, this kind of pain burned by the flame of the Holy Light was far less severe than the wound he suffered when he fought the Hell Lord.

What he can't bear is forgetting his name.

If his mind was not firm, he would not be able to go to this day... After leaving the saint's residence, he soon awoke from the chaotic mental state.

I have to say that the disappearance of the legend is indeed far beyond his estimated capacity.

At this time, like a tramp, he was sitting on a ladder next to a waterway in the [Free City]... It was quiet enough, even far away from the crowd-people were still cheering for the parade of the saint girl.

"It is impossible to completely erase the traces of my existence..." After he calmed down, he quickly gained a level of enlightenment. Through the contact with Angel Grabé and [John] in the residence of the saint, he realized the most important thing. A little bit.

Substitution, or secretly changing the concept.

My own legend was temporarily replaced by [John]...It is equivalent to saying that [John] at this time is a double legend.

But this is equally terrible!

Because this [substitution] is a cognitive [substitution]... it even distorts the perception of [John].

[John] is not as simple as the ordinary supremacy of the kingdom of light, [John] has two different persons, one is the supremacy of the kingdom of light, and the person of [saint].

The other is a person who can exist in the Garden of Eden in the kingdom of heaven. It is a person equal to [Father], [Holy Spirit], and [Holy Son] half.

To put it bluntly, [John] even has the ultimate authority of the kingdom of heaven in the absence of [the Lord].

Even more frightening is that if the distortion of perception even reaches [Father]...

He is even instinctively unwilling to ponder this possibility, because no matter how trivial the proof is, it will show one thing.

The new owner of that shop really has a thought that can make the Holy Light disappear in all the world.

This is something that is enough to completely collapse even if it is just setting up propositions.

After understanding the actual situation on this level, the white-clothed youth couldn't help being extremely powerless for the current situation... He really felt the force majeure behind the mysterious contract that exists in the kingdom of heaven.

"But this is a warning... or a punishment."

He had to go back to the source and think about the cause of the current situation.

But at this moment, a few uninvited guests immediately disturbed his thinking... He was naturally unhappy, and even habitually wanted to block these harassment.

However, he obviously no longer has the power of the Holy Light.

"Finally I found you, so I ran here..." A man among the uninvited guests sneered at this time: "The burning degree is so high, it burns like this, and it can be alive and kicking, it seems your will The force is more amazing than imagined."

The white-clothed youth frowned subconsciously, and the instant contact made him understand...The person this group of guys were looking for was not themselves, but another... also burned?

He can't use his power anymore, but he doesn't want to be disturbed at this time-especially these, the creatures of the Kingdom of Holy Light that he has observed from aloft.

"You are looking for the wrong..."

Before finishing what the white-clothed youth had said, he felt his body numb with a shock--this kind of feeling was like being struck by thunder by the lightning guy on Olympus!

He instantly lost control of his body and collapsed to the ground, only to have time to see one of the uninvited guests while holding an electric shock stick in his hand.

The majesty of the heavenly kingdom, the archangel dominating all the angels, was knocked down by an electric shock...and the shame and shame could not explain his complicated mood at this moment.

"Are you sober? It seems that the willpower is really tenacious!"

It was another electrical stimulus... In the twitching of his whole body, the young man in white clenched his teeth tightly and squeezed the opponent's arm hard... But under the continuous body twitching, the young man in white finally lost consciousness.

Lost the legend, lost the Holy Light, and now his body is far more fragile than he thought!

"Huh, it's such a hard bone!" The guy holding the electric stunner sighed slowly as he watched the person pass out completely.

"If it's not hard bones, how could it be possible to run out without such a high burn?" Another uninvited guest said calmly.

"But... this guy looks a bit different?"

"It's all burned like this. I can't recognize it. Isn't it normal?" The companion shook his head and said: "Okay, don't waste time, take this guy back quickly!"

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There is such a holy city in a distant unknown place.

Today is the pilgrimage day of the Holy City. Devout believers from all over the world are approaching the church in the Holy City little by little by kneeling.

Believers call out the name of the true gods of [Almighty], [Justice], [Majesty], [Holy], [Faithfulness], [Love], [Justice], and [Unique] in their hearts.

At this moment, the entire holy city seemed to be shrouded in a hazy radiance... and even the space seemed to faintly preach the gospel.

"Faith is really a good thing."

At this moment, in a mountain outside the holy city, someone was sitting on a big rock at the end of the mountain.

He was an old man with a decadent aura all over his body.

His age was beyond the limit that one could imagine... even only a few silver-white hair strands stayed on the layered scalp.

Next to the old man stood a man with black goat horns and a lot of flesh-colored tattoos on his face.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beard and a white robe was barefoot on the top of the mountain...The man soon came to the dying old man.

The white-robed middle-aged man first glanced at the old man sitting on the rock, and then at the man with black goat horns next to him, frowned slightly, but soon he looked the same again.

The man with black goat horns sneered at this time, and looked at the middle-aged man in the white robe with a provocative look.

But they... whether it was a middle-aged man in a white robe, a man with black goat horns, or the old man who seemed to be about to die, there was no sound at this time.

for a long time.

The old man said slowly: "You arrived earlier than I thought... Among them, you were the first to arrive."

The middle-aged man in the white robe slowly said: "You are also aging more than I thought. I also know for the first time that you will also be aging to this degree."

The old man didn't seem to care about this ironic speech, and even smiled slightly: "It's more than aging, my life can't even last long...The current me is just embers."

The middle-aged man in the white robe can't help but frown, "I feel like telling me that you are not joking."

"I never make fun of you..., you know, [Yāhwē]."

The middle-aged man in the white robe was silent. After a long time, he said blankly: "Why give up everything? You have no reason to let go."

"Yes, why do you want to give up everything?" The old man's eyes dimmed, "I really don't have a reason to give up... But the reality is that I did give up, and in the most unequal way."

The middle-aged man in the white robe said, "What do you want to do?"

"So what about you, what do you want to do." The old man's eyes suddenly restored a glimmer of light, "When you come here, it is almost equivalent to giving up everything and giving up the countless people in the world who believe in you. "

"I didn't give up." The middle-aged man in the white robe said calmly: "That's why I came."

The old man smiled indifferently, "I also said just now that faith is really good. Enough faith can even make miracles happen and make the impossible possible. But now it seems that faith is also a bad thing... It needs to make the impossible possible. Becoming possible, naturally, will force you to accomplish the impossible. They think you are [almighty], [unique], then you can only continue to climb in order to become the true [almighty]. The power of faith has made you, and at the same time it has mastered you."

The middle-aged man in the white robe didn't take it seriously. He looked at the old man with compassion and compassion.

"You are waiting for someone." The middle-aged man in the white robe suddenly said: "But it's not waiting for me or waiting for the others. Who are you waiting for...Waiting for the one who takes everything from you? He seems to be in the kingdom of Holy Light now."

The old man said: "What do you think he will do in the Kingdom of Holy Light."

The middle-aged man in the white robe said calmly: "No matter what he wants to do, I also trust my children. They may suffer, but they will also grow. As long as I exist, they will not grow."

"Really a cruel parent." The old man smiled lightly, then shook his head: "It's just that I'm not waiting for him."

"Then who are you waiting for."

The old man looked up, his eyes flickered, and he said softly: "That person, his name is [Huang]."

This is a name that a white-robed middle-aged man has never heard of... the old man in front of him has too many secrets in his body-even if he looks so weak at this time.

While pondering, the middle-aged man in the white robe suddenly found an open space near the old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground casually...He did not wait.

Because the road he has to walk is also gone, here is the end.

The first sub-world to appear since the birth of a dimensional void.

"I have to wait for someone anyway, there is still time anyway." The old man suddenly suggested at this time: "Should we play cards?"

The middle-aged man in the white robe does not want to talk to the old man.

(End of this chapter)