Chapter 1370

"Pa Ji Clattering... "

High hanging in the sky garden in the air, I don't know when it began to fall.

Bursts of purple black gas from the garden like a thick fog general diffuse, the whole garden is covered in it.

Under the erosion of the poisonous gas, the garden is producing convulsion.

The life of flowers and trees was taken away, and gradually withered.

The life of the earth is consumed and turned into dry stones.

The buildings are piled up with sand, gradually dyed gray in the terrible gas, and then scattered with the wind.

Under such circumstances, the whole sky garden was like melted snow, which cracked and disintegrated gradually, and finally scattered to the direction of the earth like gravel.

In this case, the sky garden finally lost the power to continue to fly, in bursts of roar, began to fall down.

The gas was swamping on it.

The air flow is not even close.

Intense friction makes the sky garden as a whole into a huge meteorite, appear firelight, fall in the acceleration.

If we go on like this, it's not hard to imagine what kind of disaster this meteorite will cause.

Not to mention, the above has been volatilizing a terrible toxic gas, and with the fall of the sky garden, it will attack the real earth.

At that time, in the face of the terrible poison that even the gods fear, this era will also encounter a terrible impact, ushering in a catastrophe similar to the end of the world.

It's a pity that this meteorite, which is about to bring great damage to human history, is doomed to fall to the ground.

"Bang..."

At first it was just a small one.

A small fireworks like red lotus.

Without any warning, it burned in the center of the garden that gradually turned into a meteorite, and gradually became strong.

The fire of red lotus is beautiful.

In the swamp like purple black poison gas, that bright color seems to add a little bit of joy to the world, so that it will not wither.

The fire of red lotus is also sacred.

In the fog with amazing toxicity, it is like mud without dyeing, burning slowly, burning the poisonous gas from the attempt to erode.

As the flame of the red lotus grew stronger and stronger, it broke out in one breath.

Such as the expansion of the current, the flames of the red lotus hit all directions, wrapping the whole sky garden in it.

In the direction of the earth, the garden in the sky has turned into a big fireball.

And in the big fireball, everything is burning.

Flowers and trees are burning.

The earth palace is burning.

Debris is burning.

The toxic gas fog is also burning.

"Hum --!"

Not far from the burning garden in the sky, a steed eagle appeared in the air with several masters and followers, like a mirage.

"Ah..."

I don't know who made the sound.

That's amazing.

That's moving.

At this moment, no matter yuan Lai Guang, Fiore, Coles, Zieger or astolfor, his eyes staring at the burning red lotus fire are full of wonder and moving.

Because it is too beautiful, too sacred.

Obviously, it is the fire that can burn everything out, but no one thinks it is terrible.

At least, none of the people present did not know what the flame meant.

How can the fire of red lotus, which burns at the cost of Saint's life, be terrible?

The meaning of the flame is not to destroy, but to purify all the evils in the world.

Therefore, the sky garden is burning, and the mythical poison is also burning.

All that is about to bring the inevitable calamity to human history is burned in the sacred flame and gradually purified.

Therefore, people's hearts are only moved, there is no fear.

However, in addition to moving, the hearts of the people also remain indelible grief.

"Joan of arc..."

Astorford's voice was filled with weeping sadness.

Zieger, Fiore and Coles were also silent one after another. The emotion flowing in their hearts was nothing but grief.

Only Yuanlai light, staring at the fire of red lotus which purifies all evils, has no sadness, no pain, but only respect.

"She, indeed, is a saint..."

In order to save the people on the earth and wipe out the disaster, the saint named Joan of arc burned herself and turned into a fire of red lotus, burning up the garden and the poisonous gas, leaving no residue.For the source of light with "ghost" in her body, the saint is really dazzling.

Of course, Yuan Lai's heart is also flowing with sadness.

Although there was not much communication with Zhende, the Genji leader, who was like the embodiment of motherhood, couldn't help thinking so.

"She's only nineteen."

Why can such a young girl give up her life for the sake of mankind?

As a hero, Lai Guang is not unable to understand this point, but he also knows that he can not understand all of them.

Because yuanlaiguang is just a hero, and what he used to protect was just a Kyoto, not all mankind.

Because of this, Yuan Lai Guang believes that he should not be arrogant to understand the other party's consciousness, just need to respect.

However, only tears can not flow.

After all, that's not a bad thing, is it?

With such an idea, yuan Laiguang watched the garden which was gradually disappearing under the fire of red lotus.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa————！”

In Mesopotamian mythology, the howl of the serpent before dying was gradually burned out in the fire of the red lotus, and finally, completely disappeared.

In this way, the garden carrying the mythical level of poison ushered in purification and was burned out.

Then Fiore let out a cry of surprise.

"Look at that!"

All of a sudden, they followed the direction of Fiore and looked at the center of the fire of red lotus.

The next second, everyone saw it.

"Zheng --!"

The Holy Grail, which is full of light, is just like being sheltered by the fire of red lotus. Instead of being burned, it is held by the flame.

"Lord!"

Yuan Lai does not want to think about it. It turns itself into a lightning bolt and flashes away to the holy Cup held by the flame of red lotus.

"Eagle! Let's go too! "

Astorford quickly and forcefully patted the head of the eagle, let the eagle send out a discontented shrill, rushed to the direction of the Holy Grail.

And nobody found out.

The red lotus fire holding the holy cup is gradually turning into a beautiful figure.

Gorgeous long cyan hair fluttered in the flames.

The dazzling figure floats in the light of the Holy Grail.

Like a goddess born in the fire, the world-class singer appeared before the Holy Grail.

Immediately, slowly opened his eyes, showed a helpless smile, so said.

"What a headstrong..."

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!