Trafford’s Trading Club

  Chapter 2325 [Hope]

  The highest person of heaven, [Holy Father], [Holy Son], [Holy Spirit], Trinity, [He] is the supreme ruler of heaven. In all the legends of heaven, omniscience and omnipotence, self-existence and eternal existence.

  But self-existence is unattainable...that is only self-existence in the legend, it is self-existence in a narrow sense.

  Since the person of [Holy Son] merged into his body, Xiao Mei Danzuo has this level of enlightenment...but it doesn't care much about these things.

  [Holy Son] Person is the attribute of salvation. When disaster strikes, when people become more desperate, the power of 【Holy Son] person will be greater.

  This is the light of hope that people look forward to in despair, and it is salvation.

  [Holy Father] is love, [Holy Son] is salvation, and [Holy Spirit] is compassion...

   "Maria..."

  In the shattered cage of thorns, Medanzo's voice slowly remembered, Maria, who was lost because of the appearance of the [Holy Son] person, looked up blankly.

Her shoulders trembled, not in fear, not in fear, but throbbing... She counted her [Madonna] person and Metatron’s decayed person, there are only two, and the person without the [Trinity] is There is no sublimation.

  [Holy Son]’s salvation attributes are enough to bring her back to her original form.

   "Are you going to judge me..." She became calm instead.

   But seeing Medanzo blinked at this time, he smiled slightly: "Maria, are you hungry? And Mi'er, are you hungry?"

  The archangel and Maria looked at each other subconsciously.

   Suddenly they thought of a more curious question. The person of [Holy Son] was handed over to Medanzo to inherit. Is it good or bad for the kingdom of heaven?

   "I'm hungry." Mei Danzo said quietly at this time: "What kind of fight? Sit down and have tea and snacks."

  "Metertalon..." The archangel thoughtfully.

The chaotic [Destiny] system at this moment, as if it had been sorted out by something, the rioting ocean of information turned into a calm golden sea, Medanzo at this moment, like a round of tomorrow, slowly rising, rising... Ascend, it is still sublimating.

"[Holy Son] is only half of his personality, and the other half is on [John], but..." Medanzo, who was sublimating, murmured, "Just give me half, because it wants me Complete it by myself, according to my own wishes..."

  Sublimation.

  "I am Medanzo, the...True Son of Heaven."

  ...

  ...

  Freedom City, Mid-Levels Villa District.

  Among the roads and forests on the slopes of the mountain, a large number of alienators are like beasts. Yisha's sniping at high altitudes can't be suppressed at all, she can only clean up some of them reluctantly.

  Under the mountain...Under the mountain, there are all alienators.

   "Azaches, hold on..."

  Since the birth of Alienation, Azaches has almost no rest for a while, and Isha has begun to worry about whether Azaches’s body can support it.

  Although she does not understand why the vampire power obtained in [Book of Gaia] can still be used in the Free City, she, who was once a high-level member of [God Save the Holy See], is well aware of the creatures like vampires.

  Azaches, it’s been a long time since he had eaten...He did not return to the City of Freedom immediately after leaving [God Save the Holy See], but experienced the winter world.

  This guy is probably too hungry.

  At this moment, I saw a figure who instantly jumped off the winding road and directly rushed down to the foot of the mountain... It was Azaches!

  "What do you want this guy to do!" Issa suddenly pressed the communicator in her ear anxiously, "Kelly! Call him back! Didn't you say that the security line can't exceed the middle road line!"

  "Boss Azaches said that he should be able to see that there are still people under the mountain..."

   "The messy guy..." Isha gritted her teeth and said: "His fangs can't be taken back!"

  The helicopter suddenly turned over. In the cockpit, Isha almost pointed a gun at the pilot, instructing the pilot to lower the height of the helicopter!

  ...

  A violent torrent that soared into the sky appeared in a gas station at the foot of the mountain. The terrible explosion sound almost shook the mountain, and the strong air current impacted the balance of the helicopter.

  A large number of alienators were in this explosion, and the debris was flying. Isha, regardless of the pilot's dissuasion, forcibly landed on the scene of the explosion like a slaughterhouse.

  Flame, blood fog...suffocation, thick smoke billowing.

  Azaches is here, he caused this explosion...Isha hurriedly searched for the stubborn figure in the fire.

   "Azaches—!"

  She had already seen him, and he was floating in the smoke and fire.

Depressing the sniper rifle in her hand, Yisha quickly ran towards the figure swaying in the flames—but at this time, there was a smaller figure, running out of the swaying figure, and rushing towards Yisha. Come.

   "Take care of this kid, Isha..."

  Isha stopped abruptly, only to feel a small figure rushing towards her...a child with a frightened and tear-stained face.

  She subconsciously followed the child, before she saw the figure not far away in the flames.

  The black hair has long been gray, the pupils have been invaded by the blood color, the fangs...the sharp fangs, accompanied by the shaking of the lips, as if they were about to be culled in the next second.

  Azaches slowly raised his wrist. At this moment, he bit hard and bit directly into his wrist... His arm was covered with **** bite marks.

   "Azaches!"

   "I... I won't go back..." Assaches finally gave Isha a smile, "Please help me tell Keli, and say, I'm not a good boss...bye."

The demon-like bat wings splayed vigorously at this moment, and the blood vessels on Azaches’ pale face were madly agitated. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he instantly rushed to the sky and killed the alienator. A large number of gatherings, the direction of influx.

  Isa stared at the figure that had gone away.

  She suddenly fell to the ground.

  The child in her arms hugged her tightly, frightened, frightened... scared and carefully asked: "Big sister, that uncle...will he come back..."

  Isha trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, showed an ugly smile, combed the messy hair of the child in front of her a little, "Can you pray?"

   "Well... I have finished memorizing [Sage Quotations]..." The child hesitated and said, "But, my system can't be opened..."

   "No quotations." Isha shook her head, "No system, we just pray for him."

  It seems difficult for children to understand this behavior.

  In the City of Freedom, in the Kingdom of Light, prayers are for the saints. All praises and offerings are given to the Supreme Saints... There is no need to pray for others, because there is never sorrow in the Kingdom of Light.

  Except this time.

   "Praying for others is also a virtue..." Issa muttered to herself, "Why, it can't be..."

  She closed her eyes slowly.

  When the child saw this, he also imitated Isha, "Big sister, what are the words of prayer?"

  Isha whispered: "May you be safe."

  At this moment, a holy light fell from the sky and directly bet on Yisha's body... She couldn't help but tremble a bit, and subconsciously raised her head.

  In the sky, a seraphim slowly landed.

   "I am Laguier, the master of the palace of [the next day]..." The blazing angel said softly at this time: "You, are you willing to accept my gift from God, brave man."

  ...

  Ah... the blood seems to be boiling and burning.

  Burning the body, burning the limbs, burning the eyes, burning the nose, burning the throat...burning the brain.

  The alienator is like a wild beast, and he is also like a fierce beast. There are dozens, hundreds, and hundreds of aliens. I don’t know how many corpses of alienators are at his feet.

  Like a ruthless killing machine, he is already covered in terrible injuries.

  What will I look like in the end?

  When I heard that vampires are completely lost, they will become unscrupulous vampire monsters, and they will no longer possess sensibility...it seems like this.

  Once as 【Earl Qiangwei】, he naturally saw more than one vampire who was completely lost because of hunger to the limit.

  At this time, Axases asked himself with weak reason: If he knew that this time he would return to the City of Freedom, it would end in this way, would he want to come back.

  Isn’t it fragrant to be his [Earl Rose] in [God Bless City]?

-so tired…

  It’s also good to live in the world of Winter. Anyway, it is a magical world and evil witches. It doesn’t matter if you have one more vampire.

  —It hurts... It hurts... It hurts...

  Sage, is it so painful during the fire...

  —I can't kill it anymore.

  So...

  Azaches suddenly stopped, and beyond the hundreds of corpses that came forward, the more ferocious Alienizer rushed like a huge wave—just like this, with the weakest will, his hands slowly dropped.

  Let such a huge wave completely submerge yourself.

  —What about the descendants of the saint family...I want to give you the last glory, ancestor.

   "I am not ashamed this time..." He slowly closed his eyes.

   wondering, flooded like a tide...They don’t care if they are vampires, they only need blood and flesh, and there is something about this vampire that attracts their bloodthirsty desires.

  Bite, bite...Next, we have to divide the food.

  The crazy alienator was suddenly illuminated by something...the extreme brilliance made the shadow deeper.

  The alienators seemed to be shocked by something...they were scared, and the moment the brilliance reached the extreme, the alienators' body disappeared like qi.

  Dispelled.

  In the sky, a ball of light slowly landed, and the ball of light came, and a girl with a sword came slowly...she walked to Azaches's side.

  Beside the girl, there is a little guy flying like an elf.

  The girl looked down at Asaches, and saw a particularly indifferent smile on his face, but his chest had been dug out, revealing a bright red but not beating heart.

   "[Mir] Your lord..." The girl muttered to herself at this time, "I feel so uncomfortable..."

  The girl slowly knelt beside Azaches, holding Azaches' palms with both hands.

  The stopped heart beat suddenly.

  Azaches opened his eyes slowly, and in the light and shadow, the girl’s face came into his sight, "You are...Janna...Miss..."

   "I'm sorry, I can't save you." The girl whispered: "You, do you have anything to say...Finally."

  Azaches' lips moved slightly, his vision blurred again, just a beating heart, and stopped again, "I...it seems to be true, I saw the saint..."

   "Mr. Asaches!"

  His eyes have lost focus.

  Weakly hang down.

  The girl sat beside him in despair, until Azaches’ body suddenly lit up with a black flame...His body burned up little by little, and finally turned into fly ash.

  The fire makes the air rise, and the fly ash blows away in the wind.

  "Sage...Where is there a saint..." The girl muttered to herself, her innate sense of mission made her feel as if she had been bitten by a snake after seeing all this.

  She heard many calls...calling the saints, many prayers...praying for the saints, many begging...begging for the saints.

  There is no such saint.

   "There is no such saint..." The girl slowly stood up, "Master Mire, since there is no such saint, then... let me be the saint, even if it's just a fake."

  The little elf Yu Fei danced in front of the girl. It turned into a light, grew bigger, and turned into a light and shadow... In the light and shadow, it seemed to be a young man in white.

  The girl stared at the light and shadow in a daze.

  It held something out in its hands, its lips moved slightly, as if to say something silently...The girl subconsciously stretched out her hand.

  At the moment of the touch, a beam of light rose into the sky, breaking through the sky, and shining on the sacred mountain of the entire city of freedom...the light of hope!

  ...

"That is…"

  Isa just felt the divine power fluctuations from her body, and she was not yet familiar with it, so she was attracted by this light of hope.

Next to her, the seraphim who claimed to be the owner of the palace of [the second day] looked thoughtfully at the emergence of the beam of light and muttered to herself: "There is the birth of a new saint... at this time? It feels so familiar..."

  "The new saint?" Isha subconsciously raised her head.

  Raguire whispered: "A saint is born from a disaster...or, in a disaster, it is the easiest to give birth to a new saint. Who knows...whatever it is, at least it brings the light of hope."

   "Master Raguire..."

Raguel waved his hand, "I will continue to be bestowed by God. You are my first warrior bestowed by God. From now on, you are no longer a believer in the Kingdom of Holy Light. You, the name of the first god-given...Go, salvation is never a matter of one or two people, it should be a matter of a group of hopeful people."

  Isha's expression shrank, and respectfully said: "Please follow the edict!"

  ...

  ...

  New saints are rising, and the light of hope continues to spread, slowly dissipating the clouds on the city of freedom...It is only born everywhere, not strong, it needs more offerings, but everything has taken shape.

  On the ground, the light-and-shadow young man in white, who had once again returned to the elf state, collapsed weakly at this time.

  But there was a palm that lifted it from the ground...The elf was surprised, and looked at the guy who lifted himself with a trace of horror.

  The guy it saw time and time again-boss Luo.

  "Hello, Your Excellency [Mir]."

  The little elf opened his mouth, and finally shrugged his head in despair.

  Luo boss smiled slightly and said: "I have done some excessive things to the archangel, because it is for your sake, so it is excessive, not excessive."

  The elf opened his mouth again, and only a wry smile remained.

  It...it is the spirit born out of the memories and regrets stripped from the statue of Saint Michael in the City of Liberty.

  In the long wait, bearing the beliefs of the believers in the Free City, using oneself as a container, a new [person] has been brewing silently all the time.

  【Hope】person.

  (End of this chapter)