Chapter 823

In the dream of deep consciousness, Willetts's fear is being amplified.

Two strong nuns came forward and pressed her shoulder. Then the older nun took the baby from her arms.

Although she couldn't hear any sound, Veronica just looked at Willetts's expression and knew what she was screaming.

But the eldest nun left with the baby——

After that, Veronica only felt a flower in front of her, and the whole person had been placed in a magnificent holy hall. The holy hall was nearly 100 meters wide. The painted dome was supported by countless thick marble columns, and its end and center was a huge metal statue.

A majestic human with a sword in one hand and a claw in the other, looking straight ahead

Just looking at the idol, Veronica felt a burst of discomfort from her soul. Her sight seemed to be scalded by a golden sun, so she quickly moved her eyes away.

Then she heard footsteps and turned to see a group of people coming.

It was a group of nuns. The one in front was wearing black armor, while the one behind was wearing light red nuns' robes.

Among them is a familiar figure.

In the dim light of the corridor, Willetts, who had put on nun combat armor, faced the floor with a pale face and sparse and messy hair.

Compared with before, now she looks like a ghost, a fake that fades away in years and indifference.

Soon, the team stopped in front of the huge statue, and then Willetts came forward and knelt on his knees on the cold stone brick.

"- I have been far from the highest redemption, and there is no other way to redeem my sin. Therefore, I ask for repentance."

Suddenly, a deep hoarse voice sounded, and Veronica was surprised that she could hear it.

No, she immediately realized that this was not the voice in the dream, but the real Willetts was saying these words!

Then Willetts took off her red robe and let it fall on the floor.

Behind her, a nun silently picked up her clothes without even looking at the clumsy woman once.

"The divine emperor is in heaven, I am a sinful body."

There was a weak force in Willetts's voice, which gradually echoed in the church.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable."

Next, each nun came forward, took down Willetts' weapons and armor, took them off and threw them aside.

"We will leave you, and your armor and arms will be destroyed by us."

"I leave here with my free will, and if I agree, I will return."

Behind her, the older nuns cut Willetts' discarded robe into strips with a ceremonial knife, while the other nuns tied it to Willetts' naked arms and legs.

Later, they wound the chain of repentance full of barbs and iron thorns around her body, and pressed the seal with oath on her coat now composed of cloth strips.

"I should seek the forgiveness of the emperor in the darkest place of the night."

The older nun leaned forward with an ancient looking knife and grabbed a pinch of Willetts' hair.

With a firm and tough determination, she shaved veletz's blond hair, and the process was very rough until her top was no longer hairy and full of slight scratches.

A few minutes later, veletz's beautiful blond hair had been replaced by bloody hair. Veronica was shocked by this process——

"Are these humans sick? Why are they so cruel to their compatriots -"

"If you don't see me, you know me and know what you fear. In addition to this face, I have no face until the final redemption finally comes to me."

Realizing this, it seemed to be finished. In the dark, another nun came. She was equipped with a pair of crackling and deadly nerve whips, holding a tattered red hood in her hand.

Willetts calmly put on his headgear and followed her.

Until now, Veronica has not found a good opportunity to awaken the nun, because deep consciousness is deeply bound up with the origin of human soul, and arbitrary disposal is likely to cause serious consequences.

And her strength here is limited. She must find a chance that Willetts will wake up, otherwise she may not be able to do it again.

After that, she continued to follow Willetts' consciousness and finally understood what she had become.

She became a fanatic of suicide attacks. She was whipped by severe officers. When they fearlessly rushed to the enemy's line with chainsaw swords, any enemy would be disturbed and frightened. Only death or forgiveness could end their duty to the Lord of mankind.

Every day and night, every breath of these women is self punishment and Atonement, in order to show the glory of the golden throne——

So they turned their righteous anger into a weapon as deadly as the sharp blade they held.

But Veronica noticed that there was another emotion in veletz's enthusiasm, a stubborn one that was very difficult to detect.

She seems to be holding on to something

It was this persistence that made her survive the bloody battles that could not survive again and again.

Day after day, year after year.

She has participated in countless wars, and the scars all over her make her unable to see that she used to be a woman, like an ugly bipedal monster.

Those who fought side by side with her and punished her died.

But she was still fighting, still insisting, with some kind of obsession, waving an increasingly dull chain saw sword.

Until one day, she finally fell down.

She was old and could no longer wield the heavy chain saw and redemption. The battlefield was full of corpses. This was a terrible failure. Her legs were broken, her left hand collapsed on the ground, and her chain saw sword was inserted into a ferocious monster.

She lay in a pool of blood, panting hard.

She still doesn't want to die and embrace redemption.

Veronica looked at her, wondering what she was sticking to——

Suddenly, she felt the world shaking.

"No, her consciousness is collapsing!"

Veronica is also a little flustered. If she doesn't do it again, Willetts's consciousness is likely to sink into boundless darkness, because she has felt that despair has gradually invaded all her consciousness along the way.

There is only one last area left.

The last area——

Veronica suddenly thought of something, so she raised her right arm, and the long staff appeared in her hand. The gem at the top burst into bright light.

In the pool of blood, Willetts's breath gradually weakened, and black despair was wrapping her.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and saw the bloody sky and the teardrop like fire rain falling.

With a roar, a huge shadow covered her.

Then she was picked up by a pair of powerful big hands, a pair of arms covered with armor.

Willetts turned his head and saw a star warrior, a giant in silver gray power armor.

The soldier was staring at her through his black eyepiece as if he were telling something.

Then Willetts looked down and saw a scarred but still shining eagle emblem hanging on the soldier's neck. After the pendant, the ugly face full of scars finally showed a long lost smile.

Veronica, put down her arm. She feels that the collapse of the world has stopped.

She's right!

Willetts' obsession is the crystallization of her dream and soshyan, her child.