"Mr. Liao Ji, I have to praise your courage and strength for being able to overcome the many corpses and get here."
"I know that now, after experiencing so many battles with the corpses, you must be physically and mentally exhausted and close to exhaustion... Oh! My God, you even lost a companion!"
When the priest saw that there were only two people, Liao Ji and the nun, and Yilin disappeared, he immediately pretended to be sad, with a look of great sympathy on his face, and even his voice became a little deeper.
Because obviously, the young man's female companion undoubtedly died on the way here, died under the claws of the corpse, and became a corpse in the gutter.
As a church priest, what Gron is best at is praying for people.
He likes this feeling of being superior, and he enjoys the process of "comforting" those pious people.
"Please allow me to offer you my most sincere apology, and to pay tribute to your tenacity and determination to inherit the legacy of your companions, grit your teeth, overcome difficulties, and reach the finish line even if you lose your companions."
"I know, you may have many questions now, such as who am I? Why am I here, and... why do I know your name."
Speaking of this, the priest finally couldn't hide the smile on his face.
His expression began to distort and his expression became crazy.
Because when Gelong thought about how he would ruthlessly reveal the truth for Liao Ji, and when he saw the young man's despairing expression, he was trembling and excited.
"Don't worry, as a reward for your arrival here, I will tell you everything, such as my name, Gron Andu, the leader of the Black Cave Church, and will soon become the leader of the entire Holy Kingdom... No, it is Lord Gelong who will be remembered by the whole world! And this is all thanks to you, Mr. Liao Ji, and..."
The priest deliberately made a mistake and lengthened the tone. After all, this is the climax of the whole play, and this is the last straw that breaks the camel's back!
"I want to thank the person next to you who lured you here... Lord Light Bearer!"
"Hahahaha, yes, that's right. The seemingly delicate and weak nun next to you, the teammate who has been fighting alongside you, is actually the strongest combat force of our church. She only obeys orders and is directly connected to " The battle nun of "Goddess Scutia" is the noble and noble...Lord the Light Bearer!"
After the wild laughter, the priest immediately looked towards Liao Ji. He couldn't wait to see the shock and horror on the young man's face, the anger after being betrayed, the...
Liao Ji: "Thank you, Mengguren."
"Meng...Menggu people?"
The priest was confused. At this point, he finally noticed something was wrong.
On the opposite side, Liao Ji began to explain to Gelong thoughtfully:
"Yes, I'm sorry that Father Gron told me this, otherwise I would have been kept in the dark for the rest of my life."
"Also, Mr. Gron, I actually think you are more suitable for another profession than a priest."
"What!?"
"Well, I think the profession of clown is definitely more suitable for you than priest. No...it is simply tailor-made for you."
Liao Ji issued sincere suggestions.
Unfortunately, the person on the other side was anxious first. Father Gron couldn't understand the Mongolian man, but he still understood what the clown meant.
"You! You!! Oh...I know, you must not believe that you are escaping in this way, right? Then I will break your last trace of illusion!"
"Lord Lightbearer, Madam Maria, you don't have to pretend anymore, let alone use your noble body to contact those despicable fools, you..."
"It's time to take action!"
The noisy underground altar finally ushered in silence again.
To be precise...
It must be dead silent.
In this suffocating silence and tranquility, the priest was the first to bear it no longer.
"Maria...sir?" Gronn looked at the motionless nun next to the young man with confusion and confusion.
It's a pity that the nun never looked at him at all.
The Lord Light Bearer in the priest's eyes spoke.
However, she didn't reply to him, but towards the young man beside her.
"Lord Liao Ji, can I take action?"
A hint of ferocious blood appeared in the nun's eyes, and the tendons on her palms were beating constantly, which was a symbol of anger being endured to the extreme.
If Liao Ji hadn't held her hand, the nun might have killed her when the priest first taunted Liao Ji.
However, later on, when Gelong pushed further and was so arrogant that he used harsh words like "vile" and "foolish" towards Liao Ji, even Liao Ji couldn't hold the nun back.
In fact, Liao Ji really wanted to keep the priest for a while longer, giving him more time to think about countermeasures after delaying it, but who would have thought... This guy's level of seeking death is extremely good, and he is simply afraid that he can live for one more second. .
"Hey...let's do it." Liao Ji sighed and repeated what the priest just said.
But this time, after the words fell, there was no longer silence.
Well...
To be precise, before the words could be fully finished, the nun next to Liao Ji had disappeared.
It takes less than half a second.
First there was a flash of blood.
Immediately afterwards, screams rang out.
"Ahhhhh!"
The nun who carried the huge scythe cut off the priest's two arms. Large amounts of blood instantly spurted out from the broken arms. The severe pain almost made Gron faint.
Why use "almost"? Because in the next blink of an eye, the holy light flashed from the nun's other hand, and a healing spell hit Geron, causing his wound to spurt blood to heal quickly. As for direct death, his comatose consciousness was forcibly awakened and he could face the next...
"No...wait a minute, Ma...ahhhh!"
After the two arms, the priest's lower body also disappeared completely, but he was not dead yet, and was even very conscious, because the nun's next holy healing spell accurately landed on him and "saved" him again return.
The priest, who had lost all his limbs and was transformed into a human stick, could only watch helplessly as his Lord the Light Bearer came step by step and finally pointed the blade of the sickle at his mouth.
This rotten mouth dares to be disrespectful to Lord Ashes.
The scythe tore along the priest's mouth, and finally split his head in two. At worst, he was dead, but at best, he was... really dead.
At least holy healing can't "save" him back.
After doing all this, Mary...Ssuitia also knew that she couldn't continue acting. She turned back and stared at the young man opposite.
"Lord Ashes, when did you...discover me?"
"Well... it was probably last night when we were sleeping on the sofa. I have a natural phobia of the opposite sex. In the Holy Kingdom, the only thing that can help me overcome this physical fear and sleep peacefully... No matter how you think about it, you are the only one left, right?"
Was it really that time...
It's all my fault that I can't hold my breath...
After Sxiutia sighed in her heart, she did not end it there, but continued to ask Liao Ji softly.
"Lord Ashes, may I ask what Miss Erin is... I can't feel the slightest bit of faith from her, but I clearly remember that Lord Ashes once said to Tia that you are Tia's most loyal and pious person. A believer in Theia, you will never make friends with someone who does not believe in Theia.”
"So...could it be that these are all you..."
"Did you lie to me?"
After Ssiutia's words, Liao Ji'er glanced at Father Gron's corpse not far away, which was still warm but had turned into pieces. He quickly replied:
"It is true that Yilin does not believe in goddesses now, and even hates them, but this does not mean that she was like this in the past. On the contrary, her mother Nolan is a church nun, and Yilin has been influenced by her mother since she was a child. And the teachings, I also believed in the goddess, until...an accident happened."
"In this accident, Irene lost her father, and Nolan, as a nun, did not receive protection from the church. Instead, the church made trouble for the mother and daughter, depriving the mother and daughter of everything. After that, Irene I no longer believe in the goddess.”
"The reason why I have been taking Yilin with me and even helping her so much is actually to prove to her that the dirty and ugly thing is just the corrupt church in the Black Cave and has nothing to do with the goddess herself. I believe Sxiutia must be just... .. I was too tired, so I didn’t notice this. In that case, as Tia’s most loyal fan, I feel that I have an obligation and responsibility to help Tia win back her followers and let that little girl know that the goddess will not abandon her. Let them go and let all the suffering people in the Black Cave know..."
"The holy light from Sshutia may be late, but... it will never be absent!"
"after all..."
"She is the first love that even the famous and unparalleled Emperor of Ashes fell in love with her gentleness and kindness, and couldn't help but fall in love with her!"
"Am I right, Tia?"
The nun's answer was simple. No words could compare to her actions. With red eyes, Sxiutia threw herself into the young man's arms. She kept pushing her head inward, wishing she could rub her whole body with Liao Ji. together.
"Long time no see, Tia, and I'm sorry, I... am late." Liao Ji brushed the messy hair of the nun in his arms, wrapped his hands around her body, and whispered softly into the nun's ear.
And this seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. The sobs echoed in the underground altar. The skirt of Liao Ji's chest was tightly clenched by the nun's hands, and his clothes were wet with tears.
"Lord Ashes... Wu... Wuwu... Tia is so tired... Tia... Wuwu... Tia is really tired... Why... why are you doing this? Leave me behind... Tiya has been really scared for these five hundred years alone... I'm afraid I'll never see you again... I'm afraid I didn't do a good enough job and made you give up on me... .”
"So... So Tia learned from "them" and established a country... Tia thought this was your test... Tia didn't want to lose to "them"... Tia didn't want to be left behind by you. ! But... But Tia really doesn't understand... I really can't... Tia screwed up... Tia is sorry for you... I let you down... wuwuwu... I'm sorry ...I'm sorry...it's all Tia's fault..."
Looking at Sxiutia crying in his arms, Liao Ji finally regained the familiar feeling. This was the Sxiutia he knew, the little nun he liked the most.
Liao Ji lifted Sxiutia's fair chin with his hand, and raised the face of the crying nun hidden in his chest to face him. Liao Ji wiped Sxiutia's face with his other hand. tears on.
"It's okay...It's okay. Didn't I already come? I promise you that we will never be separated again in the future, and I will never... abandon you again."
These words from Liao Ji's heart made Sxiutia freeze up.
because...
I won’t leave you behind anymore? you?
you?
you! They! ?
The weak tears and silent sobs began to disappear quickly from Sshutia's face at this moment.
Instead, there was a red light flashing from the depths of her eyes, a strange red mist that could not be suppressed and began to overflow from the nun's body.
Sxiutia left Liao Ji's arms.
The shackles and chains condensed by Zhuoe appeared in the nun's hands.
Sxiutia stared at the young man opposite her. The person she loved opposite her. In her heart, Liao Ji was everything, and Liao Ji was her whole world. She could no longer bear the gloomy world.
so...
"Lord Ashes..."
""You"...can't do that. "
