The end of the world starts with failing the exam

As for the protective layer of individual energy, most of the moonlight had already dissipated, revealing his ferocious and twisted face.

"Chen Jing..." Raphael gritted his teeth with hatred and stared at him as if he wanted to eat someone. His ferocious face no longer had the gentle and elegant expression before.

Yes, he miscalculated.

Raphael originally thought that after receiving Gheluo's blessing, Chen Jing would not be able to pose any threat to him. Even if he took a step back, even if he was on par with him, he would not be able to hurt him like this...

But the reality was much crueler than he imagined.

Those golden holy lights destroyed the defense built by the moonlight almost instantly.

If it weren't for his tenacious vitality, he would have been evaporated by those terrifying holy lights in just an instant.

"I didn't expect him to be a descendant of deep space... the damn resuscitator..."

"You are so lucky..."

Chen Jing had fallen to the ground without any strength at this moment.

The pope's sword seems to have the same purpose as Yan Que's "呪"... The wound in the chest began to rot, and the flesh and blood body was gradually turning into powder.

"Just a little bit...I can burn you to death..."

Hearing what Chen Jing said, Raphael just sneered.

But he couldn't deny it... because after thinking about it carefully, he found that he was indeed unable to withstand the impact of those holy lights, but at the same time he also discovered the shortcomings of this power.

The closer you are to the center point, the greater the damage.

As long as Chen Jing moved quickly to the outside edge at the moment of taking action, it is very likely that this burst of holy light would only cause superficial injuries to him, and it would be impossible to burn him into such an embarrassing state.

"The phantom just now... was the Yellow King..." the Pope murmured, seeming to be still immersed in the previous fear and unable to extricate himself, "No... he should have died... that should be his projection... …”

At this moment, a shrill roar suddenly came from the direction of the church.

That was Chen Bofu's voice.

"Dog Pope!! You fucking touch my grandson?!!"

Chapter 257 The Lord of Disaster

Before hearing the old man's roar, Chen Jing had almost accepted his fate.

After all, that's how strong he is.

Not too strong but not too weak either.

But at least he was able to push Raphael, who was blessed by Gehro, into a desperate situation...

He tried his best to urge the deep space energy to pour into the Yellow King's Holy Grail, and then used the Holy Grail as a medium to guide the overwhelming golden light. This process was much more physically demanding on him than outsiders imagined.

Even if he was forcibly terminated by the pope who suddenly appeared, he was already in a state of powerlessness at the moment, and even the most basic self-healing ability of an old descendant was on the verge of losing.

"Dead."

Chen Jing thought so.

But when he heard the old man's roar from a distance, Chen Jing's eyes suddenly turned red.

He could hear the urgent worry and overwhelming anger in the old man's roar, which made him realize in an instant that he was not alone.

In a trance.

He felt like he had gone back many years ago, when he was still young and still being taken care of by his grandma...

"Good grandson..."

Chen Jing felt someone standing next to him, but his vision gradually became blurred, and he could only vaguely see the figure squatting down and raising his hand to place on the wound in his chest.

"Is he okay?" Randolph's voice came from not far away. He seemed to have no strength in speaking, and his breathless tone made people feel very bad.

"Francis, I fucked your whole family..." the old man cursed through gritted teeth, and Chen Jing could hear the endless resentment in his tone, "You are such a fucking grown man, how dare you bully a child?!"

"He is not a child," the Pope said calmly, and then raised his finger to point at Chen Jing lying on the ground, "He is the resuscitator of deep space, it is natural for me to take action against him..."

"Deep space?!" Randolph's tone suddenly became horrified, but when he thought that Chen Jing was on his side, his panic tone gradually turned into unbelievable shock, "He...he is a descendant of King Huang. ?!”

"You know quite a lot." Chen Bofu sneered.

At the same time, Chen Jing only felt that his body felt much better. The huge wound on his chest no longer tortured him with pain. The feeling that his body was constantly falling apart and decaying also disappeared.

Gradually.

Chen Jing's blurred vision returned to normal.

He saw the old man.

The old man has changed beyond recognition.

"Grandpa..." Chen Jing looked at the creature next to him that was almost out of human form, his lips trembled and he was almost speechless.

"I am fine."

Chen Bofu grinned. There was unconcealable pain in his dull laughter, but he still tried his best to pretend to be nonchalant.

"Don't worry, grandpa is fine!"

At this time, Chen Bofu had been contaminated by the energy from the disaster sequence, which was the price he paid for no longer fighting with all his strength.

The entire body has turned into an amorphous gelatinous substance, like a group of geometric objects that are constantly twisting and struggling to change shapes. The black and ink-like surface of the body highlights strange human faces, and the facial features of these faces But their appearance is exactly the same... both are Chen Boxu.

He is like a "virus" that can be observed with the naked eye, like a carbuncle that is difficult to cure in this world...

The ground under Chen Bofu's feet is constantly being corroded by it.

In other words, he was assimilated by it.

The surface covered with white dust gradually turned into a black water-like substance, and the faces of old people who looked very similar to Chen Boxu just appeared silently on the boundless black water.

The whole process from the moment Chen Boxu left the battlefield to Chen Jing's side took no more than twenty seconds.

In other words... in just twenty seconds, the entire parish was contaminated by Chen Boxu's energy originating from the "disaster".

"How are they..."

Chen Jing looked back with difficulty. The black fog battlefield created by the old man himself had disappeared. The moonlight church next to the battlefield had also been silently turned into dust, as if it had never existed. Extremely sudden.

As for everyone else…

Chen Jing could only vaguely see that Lawrence was teaming up with Xu Ye, Yu Hui, and the Pig Herdsman to fight against the First Bishop Sati.

Several other bishops have disappeared, perhaps dead, but Chen Jing cannot sense their aura.

I don't know if it was because of the conflicting sequences, or because Yan Que was targeted by his former colleagues on the battlefield.

now.

She was already unconscious with blood all over her body, as was Ryan who had his limbs broken off.

The childish face was filled with an expression of pain, and the eyeball in the left eye socket was missing.

Wei Nan was luckier. Although her physical strength was not as good as Yan Que's, she was running away with one in each hand. She kept opening her mouth as if she was cursing something. Chen Jing couldn't hear her. The sound...but I can see that she is crying.

not far away.

Jegertos, who had been dismantled into hundreds of pieces of flesh, lay motionless on the ground. From a distance, it looked like a hill made of bloody corpses.

Baiaji, whose abdominal cavity had been cut open, was squatting next to him at the moment, spitting out black energy from his mouth, as if he was helping him heal...

"There are only three of them left now. If we get rid of them, we should be able to escape from here before Gehro comes..."

Chen Bofu stretched out his hands as thick as a millstone and slowly helped Chen Jing up from the ground.

On that face that was almost distorted to the point of losing its original appearance, one could vaguely see the expression of an old man comforting a child, and his kind and kind voice was faintly trembling.

"it's useless."

Randolph seemed mentally prepared for what happened next.

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the sky with relief.

I saw that the black cracks that appeared in the sky have disappeared. The living celestial body Gehro has broken through the world's last rejection of it. It is probably only 10,000 meters above the ground...

"My dear grandson, run away." Chen Bofu was no longer crazy, but showed a calmness that he had never seen before.

He looked at his grandson with great treasure and raised his hand to stroke his black hair.

"Just like when your grandfather played hide-and-seek with you when you were a kid, you had to run far away and hide..."

"Grandpa..." Chen Jingshui's foggy eyes were dotted with scarlet, and bloodshot eyes filled the whites of his eyes like spider webs. "We have other ways...don't risk your life alone..."

Hearing this, Chen Bofu just smiled guiltily.

Although the smile on his face did not diminish, he could not hide the regret in his heart.

"Grandpa should just listen to you...just listen to you...and won't let you be bullied by them..."

Chen Jinghong shook his head and couldn't say anything for a moment.

He knew what the old man was regretting.

Yes.

Chen Jing had mentioned to the old man before that he felt something was not right about Gehro today, but the old man felt that Gehro's vision was probably caused by "deep space resurgence".

After all, Gheluo's first approach to the surface began after Chen Jing left the Yellow King's courtyard. There must be an inevitable connection between the two.

What's more, it has been said in countless ancient books that every time Gehro tries to come, there will be extremely obvious signs, and it is not just as simple as being close to the surface.

For example, the crystalline moon rocks falling from the sky like a blizzard can erode the soil, or the pope who has a deep connection with Gehro will have uncontrollable moonlight leakage...

But none of that.

Ghero hangs in the sky as always, and there are no signs of its imminent arrival in the diocese.

So what happened today was beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have imagined that the Priory had prepared such a big trap waiting for them to jump into it.

After all.

Both the Council and Chen Bofu were deceived by the Priory.

The Light Bearer is the bait they throw out.

If outsiders want to get close to the reclusive Heguang, they can only seize the opportunity of the Moonlight Festival.

Get rid of the Light Bearer at the celebration.

This is an extremely risky but highly feasible option.

But no matter how great the risk, Chen Boxu and Randolph wanted to take the risk and give it a try, which they had already discussed in private.

At least this can prevent the arrival of Ghero...

Let this living celestial body fall in Yongye City?

No one can afford this risk, and no one is willing to face it.

Bait, trap, adventure...

"We have all been deceived..." Chen Bofu said with a bitter smile.

"Yes! You were all deceived!"

The Pope suddenly laughed, and there was an undisguised sarcasm in his hearty laughter.

"I didn't expect the arrival of the Moon God so many years in advance."

"Two Light Bearers were born in the Hermitage at the same time. This kind of thing has never happened in history."

"I have suspected more than once that the divine trance rituals recorded in ancient books were all fake, but now I understand that all of this must be the moon god Gheluo blessing us..."

"This is fate!"

"The fate of eternal night!"

bless.

Fate.

At this moment, Chen Jing's mind was in chaos.

He suddenly thought of the examiner Mr. Wu's strange attitude towards the candidates, and then suddenly thought of that damn nightmare...