Vol 4 Chapter 157

Ji Luobo, the suburb of Baicheng——

The church of Giropo is not the most majestic church in the entire White City area.In the year of Tono, the year of the green forest and the year of the frog, the churches were completed. After the cathedral, it is even more unknown, but if history is concerned, this weather-resistant church located on the mound is already one of the oldest pilgrimage sites in the ten cities. Its priest, Father Saleen, is one of the most proud disciples of Bishop Lun, but this branch of the Mentha sect does not chase fame and fortune, so it is gradually forgotten.

The weather in the suburbs of Baicheng is dark, and in the church, on the podium behind the altar, the skin is dark like a priest in the countryside staring at the holy water cup in front of him.

The holy water cup is given by Faenza.The holy water of silver is filled with magical holy water. It is said that dirty people can see their sins in this life from the reflection of water, and greedy people can see themselves. For ugly desires, devotees can see firm hope, but only pure ones can see the gods from Yundian. Although this is just a legend, the Holy Water Cup is indeed the most sacred vessel in a pilgrimage site, and it is one of the fixed ceremonial props to be used in several of the most solemn ceremonies.

The swelling and poor people in Shino occasionally ask for some holy water from the church.It is said that it has a healing effect.Fr.Salen is also happy to give. A layer of black mist emerged, one after another, the golden text emerged from the black mist, and gradually disappeared.

This spectacle has lasted a full quarter of an hour.

The roots of Salian's forehead were already full of cold sweat. He did not live on his chest, painted sacred symbols, and sang hymns in his mouth. But the thunderstorm outside the window seemed more and more violent, and the shouts of monks and apprentices came from time to time from outside the church. Not long after, a bitter monk covered with water rushed in through the side door holding a scroll wrapped in oil-soaked cowhide. "Master, the scriptures have been hidden in the cellar, and it rained strangely. This time, the magic wave seems to be much larger than before. "

Suddenly he shut his mouth and saw Father Salian turning pale.

"Master Father ...?"

"Come on, inform Bishop Gonzalez, and let him inform the Bugatians ..."

"Notify the Bugatians? What the **** happened, Lord Father?" The monk's face changed dramatically.

"Let the Bugatti close the monitoring station in the Elemental Territory," Salian's hands trembled as if nervous. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell: "The constellation of Milos is restored, and a **** is resurrected in Vaund ..."

A thunderbolt fell.

The buzz echoed in the church for a long time.

The monk stood stunned in the aisle in the middle of the three rows of chairs, and for a moment forgot what he was going to do.

"Go, hurry."

"I have to meet with the sage ..."

Salian squinted and looked out the window.

Wind and rain are weaving.

...

Shallow water town-

After August, a light green finally appeared in the eastern part of Lantoniland. The forest was no longer dead and dead leaves. When the wind from Lake Kulk passed by the forest. The sound of rustling can also be heard. The two young men were fishing on the lakefront trestle, and the sand bucket was next to their feet. One of them was yelling, as if he didn't bother to scare away the 'prey'.

"Hi Lando, I'm sure I can catch a puppie today. Let's laugh at John and them."

"You shut up. You've been taken away by the fish."

His companion scolded him angrily.

"Relax, it's not the time to hook up. I will be quiet later, but today the wind is a bit outrageous, and it won't be so easy when I close the pole." Biting a blade of grass on the wooden post of the bridge, muttered.

"Can you close--"

Before the second young man closed his words, it suddenly seemed like an earthquake, and the whole trestle shook a bit. Let him bite his tongue and scream. The first young man jumped up and looked around in suspicion. Eventually his gaze fell on the lake, and a prominent ripple in the field of vision was spreading along the shore to the center of the lake.

That is definitely not the ups and downs.

"Hey! What's wrong? Did it just move?"

"Damn ... oh, my tongue ... it hurts ..."

The young man, known as Lando, bowed his waist on the trestle, and it hurt like a cooked shrimp. The first young man stood up alertly, and he began to feel that something was wrong. He looked up—it was the forest, and the forest was quiet. Then, a buzzing sound came from the north. The sound was a bit like a bee kept in the old Jonnon's house in the north, but he understood that it would never be a bee, and there could not be so many bees.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw a dark cloud covering the direction of the Dead Frost Forest.

Something big happened!

The young man instantly remembered the line of nobles who had entered the forest half a month ago.

He didn't want to, he grabbed his companion on the trestle and ran towards the lake, and at this time, the second wave came on schedule. From a distance, even the ground in the forest seemed to have ripples and arched soil. The layer swept across the entire northern shore of Lake Kurk like a wave, and the young man had just pulled his companion to the shore, and he couldn't help yelling when he saw this scene rising from the trestle and falling steadily On the beach not far.

Behind him, Zhenbo was like a whip, brushed on the trellis, and the shallow bridge that stood on the lake for fifteen years stood up like a typhoid, but for a moment, it broke down completely. Into a pile of rotten wood floating on the water.

The young man stared at this scene with astonishment, only one thought in his mind:

What's wrong?

...

Baixia disappeared.

Pieces of glaciers and canyons are melting, snow avalanches and collapses, the peaks and mountains are fragmented, and the peaks sink into the ground, leaving horrible rifts. The earth was roaring, a hymn was chanting among the turbulent mountains, the ice was collapsing layer by layer, and a half-town-sized glacier rolled into an open abyss. In the process, he dismembered and made a thunderous sound.

The young knights of the Folding Sword Knights were stunned and looked at all this. The whole canyon has been leveled, and the glaciers on both sides are disappearing like sand in the hourglass, and some people stumble from falling snow from time to time. The people on both sides hugged him tightly and dragged him up.

Alea was shaking off the **** in his hood. He looked up and looked at the doomsday scene. He couldn't help but feel a little bit lost: "Martha is on, what's wrong, Bren. You. When did you blaspheme the gods, and now they are being condemned? "

"Shut your stinky mouth!" Brund coughed angrily on the stretcher.

Nimesis walked in the forefront of the team. She climbed up a cliff, then stretched out her hand, and let Pello catch her hand to climb up. "Thank you." The latter shook the bearskin coat. snow. Say thank you.

"Can't go anymore."

"what happened?"

"Look ahead!" Someone suddenly shouted.

Little Pelouse narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his eyebrows to look forward. In front of him, Baixia had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep valley. Under the deep valley, the diffuse ice was gradually dissipating. Expose the endless black buildings. Just below the feet, it looks like obsidian cubes stacked one on top of the other, but each one has a length of more than tens of thousands of feet, and the mist is shrouded over these magnificent cubes, and it looks like a legend at a glance. Titan's Ark.

At this moment, the glaciers are disappearing downward, and these black buildings are slowly rising in the roar of roar.

"Martha is on, what the **** is this ..." Alea stared. Looking at the slowly rising black wall.

Nimesis watched silently, and those strange and familiar memories seemed to come to mind automatically.

Little Pelo turned to look at her: "Ms. Nimesis?"

"retreat."

"The retreat is long gone." Little Pello asked loudly, pointing at the high black wall: "Ms. Nimesis, do you know something?"

Nemesis turned, her dark eyes stared at the little Cruz knight, and she said nothing. Rarely flinched. Little Pello understood the meaning of danger and warning in her eyes. He stepped back subconsciously. This move immediately flushed his face. He just wanted to speak but was interrupted by Nimesis. "You want to know what it is What? "Without giving Pello a chance to speak, Nimesis opened her mouth and said three words with her lips.

"Milos."

...

All the energy channels have been lit, the platform is slowly rising in the humming sound, the darkness is fading like a layer of tulle, the light is dripping from the head, and gradually outlines the edge of the abyss. On the smooth broken wall, there are countless and countless crystal lattices that transport energy. There are regular polylines lined up, and some form a beautiful circle. The entire wall is like a huge machine. The parts are working in an orderly manner.

The platform slowly rose to the exact center of the space before a beep stopped.

Kou Hua was in the center of the platform, and then slowly raised her eyelids. At this moment, the black flames on her body were already scattered like falling leaves, revealing the white-gold body made of pure lightning below. She opened her eyes and eyes It was white, a ray of electric arcs leaped from her curved cheeks, and stretched towards the slender neck. Her hair was purely composed of lightning bolts bound together.

"It feels good to be reborn."

There seemed to be two sounds echoing on the platform, one belonged to Kou Hua, and one was rolling like a thunder, and the two sounds gradually merged together into one.

As Kou Hua spoke, a beam of lightning dropped from mid-air, passed through her body, hit the platform directly below, and numerous ionization exploded like a splash of molten steel on a platform paved like obsidian and poured into Among the deep nicks on the platform, one by one, the light of platinum and gold stretched in all directions along those quaint patterns, as if it were an instant, and the entire platform came alive.

The energy channel of that filial light refracts a bunch of holographic projections into the air. In these projections, those ancient runes are flashing: flame, eaam, oss, aryn, this proclamation flows down like rain, forming Beautiful data flow and light wall, Brando was almost shocked by this scene, until Kou Hua's voice resounded:

"Thousands of years ago the dispute seemed to be soaring in the hall above the clouds, the sad gods had to admit their failure, and they planned a future that you will almost certainly go to ruin for the world you call Warnde To return fate to you, these lowly creatures. "

"Thousands of years later, you repelled the dusk, but chaos is rooted in your hearts, greed, sin, killings, endless expeditions, and you have transformed yourself into the last day you have seen in prophecy. "

"Classical order is a thing of the past. Only entropy will always exist. Today, God awakens you again, and everything returns to its origin. The world is born from chaos and destroyed by chaos. Reality and prophecy are confirmed one by one. Hum! Everyone, this is compensation! "

Then her voice seemed to be replaced by another emotion:

"You reselected your destiny, mortal."

"We handed the direction of fate back to you, but today you are back here again, as if only to prove Alves's prophecy."

"You will wake us up again, we will respect your choice, the oracle will return to the earth, and we will rebuild the order of the next era."

"And your age is now over--"

Brando stared at this scene as if watching a cut scene in the game. The magic land was fixed there. For a long while, he raised his head and blurted out: "Are you Kou Hua or Milos?"

Kou Hua lowered her head and looked at Brando. Silver-white eyes flashed two different emotions at the same time, but she finally settled on one of them and said:

"Of course I am Kou Hua."

"But also Milos."

Another tone rumbled.

She raised her arm slightly, in front of her, as if a stone was thrown into the space, ripples opened up and down, and after the ripples opened, a holographic projection appeared behind. Brando just recognized the image there, and recognized it as a projection of the city, Cruz's Wallace, Kolenk on the border, the golden-maned lion's fortress Quinn-he could even See the towering golden minarets, the White City, Qianfan Port, the reconstructed golden dome of the Great Temple of Ampelsel, the fortress-like fortresses of Fort Kukul, the spires of the elves of St. Osor, the gray fortress Even Buffalo, where Brando had only visited once on the great glacier, appeared in these countless pictures.

Brando breathed a little, he stared at Kou Hua, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Kou Hua glanced at him proudly: "Guess?"

A flash of lightning ran through Brando's mind. "You can't do that!" He shouted.

"Why not?"

The girl's voice asked softly.

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