I really only stop

It's almost unbearable to just one now, but Hiyera's body——

His eyes subconsciously turned to the black iron thorn bush behind Hiyera, the lion twitched, and said with great difficulty:

【what are you going to do? 】

"【Go and complete the entrustment entrusted to me by others, Mr. Divins.】"

Gently pulled out the black thorn that had pierced into the lion's body, and seeing its slightly improved expression, Hiyera still had an extremely warm smile on her face:

“[Different from you who died before you knew nothing about many things, that person told me many interesting secrets. After a simple discussion, we hit it off and made a unique gift in this world.] "

【? ? ? 】

He couldn't understand what was going on in Heyera's mind at all, and the lion, who felt more and more that the situation was wrong, wanted to continue struggling, but when he caught a glimpse of the surrounding environment by chance, his eyes instantly became horrified:

[You——do you think so? ! 】

"[Pay attention to 'property', Mr. Divins.]"

He didn't see any superfluous movements from Hiyera, and the iron thorn that had pierced into the lion's body moved around nimbly, turning into a cage and rigidly restricting any of his movements.

"[For the sake of our acquaintance for many years, I will also let you rest assured. Please rest assured that what will happen next will never hurt those children in the slightest—of course, the person you value most Miss is also within the safe range.]”

【But--】

Bang.

Kicking the lion bound into a ball away, watching it disappear into the night without any resistance, Hiyera remained silent for a while.

"[I will not let anyone stop my plan.]"

"【...And, goodbye, Mr. Divins.】"

"【May the holy light shine on your path.】"

Chapter 670 Disaster finally reappears in the world

The originally clear and bright moonlight became dimmer at some point, and under the shadows cast by intertwined branches, Hyera, dragging a huge bush of thorns, was still walking slowly.

Finally, her steps stopped under a tree.

Unlike when she was talking to the lion before, when she looked up at the tree, Hiyera put away all the smiles on her face, and there was only endless peace in her eyes.

The existence in front of me is so great and long-lasting.Even after ten thousand years, it is still so lush, as usual.

...is that really the case?

In the face of such a majestic proposition as "time", is there really an existence that can always maintain its original appearance and not waver no matter what it encounters?

While thinking about some endless things, Hiyera slowly approached the big tree—finally, leaning lightly on its branches.

"[...]"

Feeling the solidity coming from behind, the first-generation saintess stroked her swollen belly, while raising her eyes to look at the serene holy land of elves in front of her.

Unlike the prosperity of human cities, most of the elves who respect nature, work at sunrise and rest at sunset have already fallen asleep.In the huge holy place, only a few light sources are still on, casting a hazy light on the world in front of us.

Unconsciously, the first saint who was stroking her belly showed a slight smile.

It looks so beautiful.

It was quiet and peaceful.

If there is no [accident], the beauty in front of me will last as long as possible under the protection of the world tree behind me.

Well, it must be.

As if preparing for a bath, Hiyera slowly unbuttoned the long skirt.The endless beautiful scenery should have been exposed to the breeze. However, compared to the white and delicate skin, the ferocious marks on her body are more eye-catching.

As if deliberately contradicting the whiteness and beauty of other places, Hiyera's supposedly smooth and flat abdomen was full of wounds.Countless fine black iron threads were simply sewn on it with the crudest techniques, and hideous suture marks like centipedes crawled all over the abdomen of the first-generation saint without any rules, which made people's hearts rise. A chill went deep into the bone marrow.

Looking at her swollen belly, Hiyera's smile became softer.Just like a real mother carefully caring for her child, she stretched out her right hand and stroked the hideous suture marks one by one.

"[Hope...despair...the dividing line is so ambiguous and fuzzy. Perhaps understanding itself is such a contradiction.]"

"[The meaning of being born in this world is a struggle that has lasted for thousands of years. After living in that closed sky city for so long, why did that person accept me with a very ordinary attitude and didn't express the slightest sign of it? Questions?]”

"[It is arrogance to think about the existence of "eternity" with the short lifespan of human beings less than a hundred years. And if you want to approach and learn beyond your own capabilities, it is the biggest stupid behavior in the world. 】”

"【Ha, I actually talked so much to myself alone, it seems that my brain has been broken long ago.】"

The soft smile on the corner of his mouth split into a ferocious arc in an instant, and at a speed too fast for people to react, Hiyera's right hand was raised high—then, it quickly pierced through his lower abdomen.

"【Woo!】"

Compared with the pain that filled the whole body with black iron thorns all the time, the pain caused by the self-made wound in front of him was even more intense.A trace of blue veins gradually spread to the smooth forehead of the first generation saint, but it didn't stop her from doing what was called [self-mutilation].

With the digging of the right hand, the finely stitched black iron thread was violently torn apart and collapsed, the penetrating wound appeared more ferocious, and a strong bloody smell gradually permeated the surrounding area.

Unlike other researchers in Themis, Hyera's situation is even more special.Although she has the nature of a part of the life body of the Holy Light, she is still a living human being—a natural [saint].

"Ha ha……"

Panting violently, Hiyera finally found what she wanted in her belly.

Pulling out the object forcefully, the pure and upright holy light quickly surged from Haiyera's empty left hand, and in a flash, the fatal wound was easily healed.

Regardless of checking his situation, Hiyera looked at his right hand.

In the bloody mess, her right hand firmly grasped a potion bottle the size of a watermelon, and under the somehow dimmer moonlight, the liquid in it exuded a faint green brilliance.

Ah, yes, this is it!

Holding the huge potion bottle in both hands, a smile of incomparable joy rose on Hiyera's face.

The promise with that person, the long-standing wish, our common prayer... will finally be fully realized at this moment!

Logically speaking, at this time, I should say a handsome sentence as an introduction to the curtain of the next event, but I don't intend to do so.

Although there is a bit of drama in doing this, but considering what I am going to do next, I am afraid that only the [sentence] said by that adult is the most suitable——

Like the most pious believer holding a holy object, with a happy smile, Hiyera lifted the medicine bottle high above her head—then, with a little force in her hands, she easily crushed the glass bottle.

Watching the scene of the ominous green smoke rising and rapidly spreading around the world tree where it is currently located, Hiyera finally couldn't bear the joy and joy in her heart anymore. She said in an extremely high-spirited tone, A declaration that once brought absolute [disruption] and [despair] to the entire elf holy land was issued:

"【I am disaster.】"

"【—Yeeahha! Yeahhahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!】"

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The holy light, which is so familiar to the world, shines again, but what it brings to the world is not warmth and hope.

Amidst Hiyera's high and mad laughter, the spreading dark green mist was hit by the holy light head-on, and immediately after that, both the color and the quantity became deeper and wider at a geometric speed.

Like the devil's hand that brought decay and despair, the fine green mist penetrated into all kinds of gaps, and the tree house blessed by the elven sign had no resistance in the face of the mist protected by the natural saint.The originally vibrant seal quickly turned black and shattered. Almost instantly, the mist crazily poured into a tree house closest to the World Tree, and came into contact with an elf who was sleeping in it.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!

The painful, distorted cry sounded instantly.The elf, who was awakened from sleep, looked at the changes in himself painfully and blankly.

The originally clean and smooth skin quickly dried up and festered as if it had been poured with strong acid, and large swathes of blood sprayed out from the body regardless of location.At the same time, various organs in the body are tightly twisted and entangled, organ failure and blood vessel rupture.

Consciousness was blurred like being hit by a heavy hammer, the world in front of him was full of snow-white light spots, and his ears were ringing and buzzing.

Facing this pain beyond anyone's imagination, the elf instinctively wanted to curl up, but for some reason, the spine, which had become very hard and brittle, was broken in two under her own strength, and the shattered bones pierced deeply. into the soft viscera in the body, thus causing even greater damage and pain.

In less than a minute, a living elf turned into a fuzzy ball of flesh amidst the endless torture and pain.

The same thing was going on around the holy land of the elves. The elves who had reacted wanted to use the power of the seal to resist this unknown and terrifying attack. However, under the blessing of the holy light from the natural saint, the fog easily broke through What Fayin's defense left in the end was nothing but a pool of similar broken corpses.

In the holy place where screams kept coming and going, the deadly fog was still spreading at an extremely fast speed, bringing endless pain and death.

Yes, the nightmare hell that is not even described in the legends is just like that declaration with magical power——

[I am disaster. 】

——completely turned into reality.

Chapter 671

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

"【~，~】"

Accompanied by the gentle tune she hummed, Hiyera lightly danced a beautiful dance.The pitiful howls rising and falling in her ears matched every movement of her like the most precise drumbeat.

Under the sky covered by the green mist, the extremely beautiful first-generation lady saint danced with extremely elegant steps.Bits of holy light slowly dissipated from her body into the mist along with her movements, providing [endless] energy for the latter's expansion.

On one side is hell full of endless pain and death, and on the other side is the graceful dance of holy light. Under such a strong and absurd contrast, the scene in front of me presents a kind of strangeness that no artist can describe. beauty.

There is no doubt that this is the dance of disaster.

Symbolizes final death.

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"!"

Waking up from sleep almost subconsciously, Yuxia suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky outside the window without caring about tidying up her messy clothes:

"What, what is this?!"

In the supposedly clear sky, the mist that symbolizes despair and the holy light that represents warmth are [perfectly] gathered together. The green and white are intertwined, coating the sky with a strange color that cannot be described in words. .

For some reason, Yuxia's chest was terribly dull, and the faint screams coming from her ears seemed to prove her premonition.

Although I don't know what the composition of the dark green is, but what is looming in the sky is definitely the purest holy light element.In terms of the quality and quantity of energy alone, it is even comparable to Miss Saint Empress herself.

That was definitely the holy light of a natural saint level, but it was precisely because of this judgment that Yuxia felt even more uneasy.

Before Lu Xi participated in the Holy Light Trial, the only known [Natural Saint]-level priests in the world were me and the first-generation Saintess from ten thousand years ago. The saint-level holy light still covered the sky, and intensified the ominous green mist in a way that I couldn't understand.

...is it Lucy?

This guess had just risen from Miss Saintess's head, and she immediately rejected it with a shake of her head.

Although Lu Xi's affinity for the holy light is undoubtedly at the level of a saint, when it comes to the mastery and application of the holy arts, he is not even comparable to the bishop who is stationed in the church in Rhine City.The holy art formulas currently displayed in the sky are too complicated and terrifying, and it is absolutely impossible for Lu Xi to use them.

--correct!Hurry up to check on Lu Xi and Nana's situation!

Barely recovering from the shock of the abnormal celestial phenomenon, Yuxia quickly rolled over from the bed, and as soon as she opened the door, she was startled by a figure outside the door:

"—— Nana?!"

"Wow! Yushia!?"

The soft girl outside the door was obviously also frightened by Yuxia's sudden opening of the door. Judging from her froze in place, even if Yuxia didn't open the door suddenly just now, she would actively knock on the door in front of her :

"——No, it's not good! Did you see the scene outside the window?! Just now I suddenly found that a doll was missing, and I was about to get up to look for it. Suddenly, I saw that the outside had become such a terrifying appearance. What happened?!"

"I don't know yet."

Comfortingly used a holy spell to keep calm for Nana, Yuxia thought for a while, and arranged concisely:

"Something is wrong, you call Celica, I call Lu Xi, let's meet in the living room."

"okay!"

Knowing that now is not the time to dawdle, Nana nodded seriously, and was just about to turn around and walk towards Celica's room, when suddenly she was startled by the petite figure that suddenly appeared behind her:

"Wow——Cy, Celica?!"

"...Huh? Nana? Yuxia is here?"

Rubbing her eyes in a daze, Celica, who was wearing childish bear pajamas, tilted her head:

"Are you also looking for water because you are thirsty? The dinner of the elves is delicious, but the sauce for the salad is too salty. If I had known this, I shouldn't have eaten so much."

"Now is not the time to talk about this!!"

Patting Celica's shoulder vigorously to wake her up, Nana pointed to the strange scene outside the window:

"Look outside! During the time we were asleep, something seemed to happen to the Elven Holy Land!"

"Something happened?"

The slightly chaotic eyes blinked because of sleepiness, but Celica showed no surprise or fear, but showed a carefree smile:

"How is it possible~ My [Black Emperor's Intuition] didn't send me a sign of danger—ah, it must be Nana who just had a nightmare, right? It's okay, it doesn't matter, if you are afraid, Nana can come and talk to me Let's sleep together~"