My perception was correct.
After all, only that adult can use her power.
The girl went straight to the sarcophagus.
The crystal-like exquisite low-cut holy boots made a crisp sound when she stepped on the floor of the secret room. The silk scarf tied around her white ankles floated leisurely as she moved.
Finally, the girl stopped right in front of the sarcophagus.
She took off her gloves, and her hands, as smooth and delicate as jade, were in sharp contrast to the rough and old sarcophagus that was covered with a layer of charred embers from the fire.
But the girl didn't seem to realize this at all, and turned a blind eye to the dust on it. She directly placed her hands on the sarcophagus, lowered her head and stroked it gently.
Under this scene, the three nuns behind them suppressed the thought of reminding the goddess.
After all, in their eyes, the goddess is holy and flawless. How can she touch such dirty things casually? He even took off his gloves!
However.
If this scene only made Maria and the others feel uncomfortable, then the next scene that followed was enough to make the three nuns scream in surprise.
Because, all I saw was that it seemed that touching was not enough.
Far from enough.
The girl's figure flashed, and the next scene showed her laying her whole body into the sarcophagus.
"Goddess-sama!!"
Now, as the archbishop, Maria couldn't bear it anymore.
When she thought of their most holy and noble goddess, her whole body was stuck in such a dirty and incomplete sarcophagus at this moment, Maria felt as uncomfortable as if she was crawling with ants.
The archbishop stepped forward quickly, wanting to stop the goddess' behavior.
Sometimes becoming someone else's belief is like this. You must maintain a good image in front of the public.
And girls have been like this for hundreds of years.
She gave the refugees hope for life.
She shows the way for the lost.
She brings happiness to people.
She became people's faith.
But today.
This time...
The girl lying in the sarcophagus no longer exudes that holy radiance, but instead merges with the darkness inside the sarcophagus.
Those eyes as clear and transparent as sapphires, at the moment Maria moved, at this moment...
Transformed into scarlet.
Buzz!
Outside the sarcophagus, the figure of Archbishop Maria stopped suddenly, with a look of pain on her face. Maria opened her mouth as if she wanted to call for help, but no sound came out, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing her neck. live.
The two nuns following behind noticed something strange about Maria and hurriedly wanted to step forward, but the crosses on their chests flickered at this time, and this time, the Holy Light was no longer on their side, but instead It locked them in place, unable to move at all.
Interference is eliminated.
finally.
The girl in the sarcophagus can enjoy herself.
She twisted her graceful body, as if the place she was lying on was not a cold and stiff sarcophagus, but some kind of extremely soft and comfortable big bed.
girl...
No.
Sshutia, who was squirming in the sarcophagus, took a deep breath in front of the sarcophagus.
Suddenly, a bit of beautiful pink appeared on her snow-white skin, and the noble face of a goddess revealed a look of intoxication and indulgence.
That's right.
This breath...this breath!
The girl gasped.
Scutia took a few more deep breaths.
The proud mind under the holy clothes was swaying violently.
Familiar breath, familiar feeling, familiar taste...
Can't be wrong.
This is...
Lord Ashes!
Her Lord Ashes!
Sxiutia's body lying in the sarcophagus was trembling, and her ice-crystal eyes were full of confusion. The girl stretched out a hand and lightly scratched every wall of the sarcophagus, as if she was touching the person who was once in the sarcophagus. The person lying in the sarcophagus.
"Five hundred years..."
"Five hundred years, Lord Ashes...you, you finally..."
"I knew you were still here, I knew you would definitely come back... Lord Ashes... Lord Ashes..."
The girl in the sarcophagus kept mumbling faster and faster.
The three nuns outside the sarcophagus, although their bodies were imprisoned, but their senses were still there. When they heard the murmur of the girl inside the sarcophagus, they all looked panicked and felt a strong sense of strangeness. This... is really still... Their goddess?
Fortunately, the sarcophagus was not transparent. Otherwise, if Maria had seen the girl's twisting movements inside the coffin, her faith would have completely collapsed and she would have thought the world was crazy.
but.
Even the sound was getting more and more wrong.
"You...why, why did you disappear suddenly? Did Sxiutia do something wrong? Did Sxiutia make you angry?"
"Why... why did you abandon us, why did you let Sshutia endure five hundred years of suffering, why... why!!!"
In the ears of the three nuns, in this silent chamber, the voice of the girl in the sarcophagus began to become increasingly crazier and shriller.
Until the end, it quickly evolved into a morbid laughter that was completely unfamiliar to Maria as the archbishop, and even caused a kind of fear and chill in her heart.
"Heh...hehe...hehehe..."
"I understand...it must be you, Lord Ashes, to avoid those four people, right?"
"Let them think that you are gone, so that you can be with me and Sxiutia forever, and no one will come between us..."
The girl's voice is still so clear and ethereal.
She was full of excitement and joy, like a little girl who was about to open the window and take home her long-awaited favorite toy.
Sxiutia in the sarcophagus had a smile on her lips, a happy smile.
Her eyes were full of expectations for a better future.
In her eyes...
Filled with crazy blood red.
"Lord Ashes, don't worry! This time, Sxiutia will never leave you again, let alone let you leave. I will keep you by my side forever, so that you will only belong to me. Sshutia alone..."
"This time, no one can take you away from me, including... Lord Ashes yourself..."
"Let us be together forever, forever, hehe...hehe...hehehehe..."
The girl's originally ocean blue hair turned dark red.
The holy boots under her feet turned into blood-red high heels with barbs, the religious hood on her head turned into a crown of thorns, and her pure white holy dress was quickly dyed into the darkest black at this moment.
Intense evil pollution erupted from the sarcophagus, and the space of the entire secret room seemed to be distorted by it. The three nuns who were evil changers were under the impact, and the two less powerful nuns at the back fainted directly. As the archbishop, Maria was still struggling to hold on, but soon she fell to the ground with bleeding from her facial features.
Good times are always short-lived.
The girl's true body is still thousands of miles away, in the "confession room" of the Holy Kingdom Cathedral. Today's Scutia is just a temporary light and shadow clone using the believer as a medium.
This clone has begun to collapse,
I can't bear her strength anymore.
The reluctant girl got up from the sarcophagus.
Sshutiya didn't even look at the three of her followers lying on the floor of the secret room.
She looked at the exit of the secret room.
That was the direction Liao Ji and Yi Lin left.
The girl wanted to chase her out immediately, but she was unwilling to let Lord Ashes see her in such a miserable state at the moment. She... must appear in front of Lord Ashes in the most perfect posture.
So... not yet.
She still needs to make some preparations.
Of course this won't last long.
Soon...soon they would see each other again.
Please wait a little longer, Lord Ashes....
Sxiutia suppressed her inner desire and impulse.
The girl touched the back of her neck.
Under the turbid dark red that filled the surroundings, one could see a brand crest on the back of Sshutia's neck that had completely faded and become dilapidated under the erosion of time.
This seems to be the most precious thing for a girl.
And this time she.
I will no longer let "them" share this precious thing with me.
after all...
"Lord Ashes' contract...can only be owned by Sshutia alone!"
With the corners of his mouth raised.
The blood-red high heels walked briskly.
In the blurry vision of Archbishop Maria who fell to the ground, she saw the "Goddess" finally walking towards her, but the "Goddess" did not help her who fell to the ground, but put her hand on hers. On the head.
"Thank you for all the hard work over the years, Maria."
"So, get some sleep."
"...Good night."
