"Let me help you."
"Help me?" Hearing Vanna's words, the young nun frowned in confusion, and at this moment, she suddenly noticed some details of the other party's equipment.
That was indeed the equipment and mark of the Church of Storms, but it was not any system she was familiar with. She had never heard of any senior female priest in the church who would use such an exaggerated giant sword to fight - that huge sword. The sword was obviously specially made and was definitely not used by ordinary guardians.
The "Battle Sister" in front of her, who looked as young as herself and was unusually tall, came from an era that she was not familiar with.
The young nun was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said calmly: "...Where are you from?"
"1900."
"I died in battle today, right?"
"Yes," Vanna stepped forward calmly, "It seems you already know what happened."
"Evangelists, I don't know how they did it, but they opened a subspace rift in the church. I sent out an alarm, but I didn't receive any response..."
A subspace rift was opened in the place where the gods protected? !
Vanna was shocked. This unprecedented situation made her confused. Then she heard the young nun speak softly again: "Did I succeed today?"
"...At least you blocked this invasion," Vanna raised her head and looked into the nun's eyes. "You blocked your own death and their invasion in 1885."
"Oh, that's good," the nun breathed a sigh of relief and slowly raised the sword in her hand. At the same time, a low, rustling sound came from the nearby darkness. It sounded like There were some slippery and sticky limbs crawling on the floor, and it seemed like something was swimming up from a pool of viscous liquid. The naked eye could not see the trace of that thing, but it had indeed begun to enter this reality. In the dimension, "Then the rest is easy."
Fanna also slightly raised the giant sword in her hand: "This is my area of expertise."
"By the way," the nun suddenly turned her head again and asked, "You are over there, are you ready?"
"...We didn't receive the alarm from you, so we don't have any extra preparations," Vanna said calmly, letting her breathing slowly adjust to the best state, "But...the guardians are always ready. Prepared."
A roar came from the depths of darkness, and the creeping thing from the subspace finally condensed its malicious projection in this closed space and time.
The lantern on Fanna's waist was instantly stimulated and burst into flames. The bright flame almost jumped out of the lampshade as if it would burn out all the fuel in a few minutes. The long sword and the giant sword buzzed and trembled, and finally The sound of wind and thunder rang out from the tremors of gold and iron.
Fanna could clearly see the appearance of the shadow. It looked like an amorphous mass of sludge, but the center of the sludge was constantly squirming, showing the appearance of the young nun. On the edges, there were deformed and changeable hands and feet. With tentacles growing out from the end, this blasphemous thing seems to be parodying the human form, but due to its inability to understand the rules of the real dimension, it can only generate a lot of disgusting and terrifying limbs - it is heading towards Come here quickly! ….
"This time it's up to you, sister."
The young nun's voice sounded from the side. When the creeping thing appeared, she lowered the long sword in her hand and took out a silver dagger engraved with many patterns from her side. She looked at the The monster that was rapidly approaching glanced at it, gave Vanna its final instructions, and then stabbed the dagger calmly into the chest.
The moment the nun's heart stopped beating, the crawling monster seemed to have been severely injured. Dozens of large and small mouths suddenly appeared on its amorphous surface, and then there were shrill and noisy screams from every one. It came from the mouth!
Vanna heard the sound of the nun falling to the ground behind her, but she did not look back. She just strode towards the "sludge" projected from the subspace. When she raised the giant sword, she acted with unusual solemnity and calmness. With an expression on his face, he softly prayed: "Please bear witness..."
The battle is over.
Even better than destroying a sun
The remnants of the heirs are even faster.
At this point in time, what appears in the underground temple is just a projection that invades reality from the soul hole of a low-level priest. Even if it comes from subspace, it does not have much power due to the restrictions of the "channel" - the only The problem is that in this closed time and space, this projection will always be with the nun.
Now, it seems this hateful cycle is finally over.
Fanna watched the "mud" on the ground gradually disappear, breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the dead young nun, knelt on one leg, and lowered her gaze: "Thank you for your noble sacrifice."
The next second, she saw the nun's body suddenly begin to disappear, as if it was a phantom of yesterday.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the underground temple also slammed shut, and traces of sword slashes and bullet shots began to suddenly appear on the surrounding walls and ground. There was a hollow roar in the empty place. There was a sound, and then she saw blood stains appearing on the ground out of thin air, slowly extending towards the closed door...
The abominable cycle continued, and everything that had happened in the underground church began to run as planned. The interference of her, an outsider, only created a ripple in the established history, and this ripple was smoothed out almost instantly. draw.
"How could this happen..." Fanna stood up in astonishment and looked at the traces that suddenly appeared in the underground temple in disbelief, "This is just a piece of contaminated history..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a flash of green firelight in the dark corner from the corner of her eye. The next second, the small cluster of flames suddenly expanded into a huge vortex, a standing door. , a tall and majestic figure emerged from the flames and stepped out.
She heard the tall figure say to herself:
"Because the pollution is deep, and the culprits have noticed your vigilance and resistance - simply eliminating a subspace invader can no longer correct this series of historical dislocations. Vanna, the current source of pollution is no longer this small church. , but the entire city-state.”
"...Captain Duncan!" Vanna's eyes widened instantly. When she saw the green flames spreading, she knew that the ghost captain's power had invaded "this side", but she did not expect that the other party would appear directly here. Place, appearing in the underground temple, she subconsciously clenched the giant sword in her hand, and almost reflexively made a jump slash, but at the last moment she stopped the impulse and just stared at the figure in front of her with extra vigilance. , guessing whether this figure is the real person, or an illusion reflected in his field of vision, "What do you want to do?!"...
"Take you back to the real world," Duncan looked at him indifferently, "I thought you would greet me with a jump like last time."
"...I know that this kind of attack is useless to you. What appears in front of me cannot be your true form." Fanna's muscles were adjusted to their optimal state. "You said you want to take me back to the real world? What is this? mean?"
"Is it difficult to understand? Don't you need help now?" Duncan raised his eyebrows, "Or do you have a way to get out of this curtain on your own? Just by running through the city-state?"
The corners of Vanna's eyes trembled unconsciously, and she looked at the ghost captain in front of her with extra suspicion.
What is this dangerous natural disaster at sea trying to do?
Duncan didn't bother to explain to the other party, but suddenly raised his right hand, and a jumping green flame appeared on his fingertips.
Fanna was suddenly startled. She raised her giant sword and took half a step back: "What do you want to do?!"
"Send you back to the real world, what else?" Duncan said casually, "But I've never done this before, so you have to give it a try to see if it works. If it works, you can go back. If it doesn't... …Consider other options.”
"...Try?" Fanna looked at the notorious ghost captain in front of her in astonishment. For some reason, she always felt that this series of actions of the other party was extremely inconsistent with the records in the data, but when she saw the flames in the other party's hands growing, After that, all her doubts gave way to wariness and resistance, "Stop, otherwise I will..."
"The battle in the real world has begun,
Vanna, a storm is raging across the city, and your real enemy has been alerted," Duncan suddenly interrupted the young judge. He stared into Vanna's eyes and spoke in a low and solemn tone, "Compared to acting alone here, The battlefield outside needs you even more - come and touch this flame, or I can do it."
Vanna stared at the flame in Duncan's hand without moving a step.
To be fair, even if she didn't know who Duncan was, a normal person would definitely not touch such a bunch of evil stuff when they saw it.
Of course Duncan himself knew this, so he was just being polite to Vanna.
While the girl was concentrating, a smoldering fire suddenly spread under his feet. The next second, a grand wall of fire rose into the sky in front of Fanna, and then rushed over overwhelmingly!
Fanna's hair stood up instantly, her eyes widened, and the next second she suddenly waved the giant sword in her hand, roaring and jumping high: "Abnormal..."
The wall of fire swept past, and the figure of the young judge disappeared in the flames.
On the deck of the Lost Home, a ball of green flames briefly appeared and then disappeared instantly.
On the streets of Puland city-state where the rain was pouring, a tall female figure suddenly emerged from the air, roaring and slashing with her sword: "... Duan!"
A trash can was split into two by Fanna's jump, leaving an airflow slash of more than ten meters on the ground.
Vanna raised her head in astonishment, staring blankly at the rain-soaked world in the cold wind. .
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