The silent night of sleep was not broken by the flames of war and gunpowder smoke. The sounds of wailing and crying became the tone of the main city.
Wade walked slowly and approached Wayne little by little. His expression was meaningful, and it was difficult to judge his emotional fluctuations.
When the blood on Wayne's hand stopped flowing, he sighed softly and said:
“It will be over soon”
Wayne raised his head. His face was as pale as paper. His skin, which was already withered, now had no color at all.
"Yes, her wish will be fulfilled soon."
According to the original plan, 0-013's directing ability was used to create a large-scale drama to provide enough sacrifices for the opening of the Abyss Gate.
He also made all the preliminary preparations, and the last step was to wait for the door to open.
Only by finding the real anchor point can one open the passage to the outside. This requires one to make a wish to 0-09, and the blood on the palm is the price paid for it.
"The embodiment of knowledge and wisdom, the listener of perfect stories, the beacon of endless darkness, please show me the way forward."
Wayne looked at the illusory door, clasped his hands, and called devoutly.
At the same time, Joey, somewhere far away in the outer city, suddenly felt something strange in his arms.
Then 0-013 flew out and hung in front of him. Almost as soon as Joey wanted to reach out and grab it, it disappeared immediately.
"What happened?" He scratched his head in confusion, pondered for a few seconds, and decided to go back.
This war has swept through the entire Senegal. Even if he wants to escape, he has no direction. It is better to go back and try his luck. As for using the bronze door to escape, Joey has not thought about it.
However, he gave up in the end because he was not sure whether there would be any unexpected danger under the influence of certain beings.
It is better to keep the initiative in your own hands.
. . .
As Wayne read the words of revelation, 0-013 appeared in front of him, its title page turning rapidly, as if to express his dissatisfaction.
"Using a living sacrifice to summon the Gate of the Abyss, and using 0-013 to guide you to the right landmark, your plan is perfect," Vader praised sincerely.
In a sense, Layla's plan was perfect.
"So this is the reason why you have been refusing to tell me your plan!"
The last time he was at the Earl's Mansion, after Leila's death, he wanted to know the purpose of the sect more than once.
Wayne has always been secretive, showing that he is just an executor and knows nothing.
Based on this, Vader could only follow them first, wanting to see what Layla wanted to do at the expense of her life.
Now, he finally understood the last key.
Vader no longer hesitated, gently raised a palm, and held 0-013 in his hand.
"Stop, Vader, what do you want to do?"
At this time, the door to the illusory abyss was slowly opening, and golden light emitted from the title page of 0-013.
"Vide, don't you understand what a great thing this will be, you can't ruin it, you are a sinner of Senagaal!"
The bearded Wade just shook his head contemptuously and said with an expression that showed more heartache than sadness:
"Uh~ Sinner? I don't care!"
His expression suddenly turned serious, and his voice was bone-chilling:
"The world without Leila, even if it is full of sunshine, is still dark to me."
"Beacon of endless darkness, please guide me in the direction to death."
"The traveler who travels through the starry sky"
"I pray for death's gaze"
"I pray for the call of the soul"
"I pray for the favor of the Gate of Ten Thousand Gates"
"Gate to the abyss from the starry sky, please open the way to death for me"
"Traveler wandering in the starry sky, please convey my love."
Click, click, click!
Almost at the moment when Vader recited the oath, the illusory door solidified little by little, and the closed door slowly opened.
"No! You can't do this" Wayne roared, trying to stop him, but at this time, he was already exhausted physically and mentally, and the blood flowing away left him no longer able to resist.
The gap in the door of the abyss was slowly widening, and Vader stared expectantly, as if his lost lover was on the other side of the door.
Suddenly!
The expressions on their faces became dull and stiff, and their eyes were blank and empty.
"What should I do?"
"What am I doing?"
The expressions of the two people were surprisingly the same, and they seemed to have forgotten certain memories.
Vader was a demigod after all, so he quickly noticed the feeling of helplessness coming from his body, and immediately twisted his neck with difficulty to move the realization in another direction.
There was nothing there, but there was a suffocating sense of oppression.
Da da da!
The sound of crisp footsteps sounded like muffled thunder exploding in the heart, stimulating the heart every time.
The first thing that came into view was a beautiful umbrella, and then a black dress with a swaying skirt and a gothic black and red combination, as if she was a queen in the night.
Wearing a small black hat on the right side of his head, it looks more like an ornament. His long golden hair is spread down to his waist.
The iconic gold-rimmed glasses and azure eyes add a unique temperament to her.
Wearing a small bell around her neck, it would make a 'ding-a-ling' sound as she walked.
She wore lace gloves on her hands, a pair of shiny leather boots on her feet, and her lips were delicate and bright red, which formed a sharp contrast with her fair face.
"Good evening, gentlemen!"
Her voice is clear, melodious and beautiful.
"I was almost late, sorry!"
She held the umbrella with one hand and held the hem of her skirt with the other hand, and nodded her head slightly to express her apology.
The sudden change made both of them a little confused.
She was clearly standing in front of him, but Wade found that he couldn't sense any aura.
He is a demigod, and even this person cannot sense that there is only one existence, and that is an angel.
The moment this thought came out, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Eight hundred years, exactly eight hundred years, this is the place abandoned by God, and for the first time a transcendent person with the status of an angel appears.
The gate of the abyss began to tremble with the appearance of the woman.
"Long time no see, old friend, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Yeah!" Maimaiti nodded slightly, then pursed her lips and showed a naughty smile: "You did a good job."
. . .
Meanwhile, on the other side, Joey was running wildly.
He thought that he must rush back as soon as possible, and the uneasy feeling lingered.
Along the way to the main city, corpses lay everywhere, including civilians dressed in rags and well-equipped soldiers. As the distance went further towards the imperial city, the number of dead increased.
Soon, Joey noticed that a team began to run out.
He stopped a person suspiciously and asked.
Only then did we know that the goddess army was defeated and was now being hunted by the second prince and the royal army.
The description of the Goddess Army made Joey frown.
"Why does it look a bit like Alyssa?"
From the people who escaped, the Goddess Army has endless supplies of food, and the slogan for recruiting people is.
The goddess who brings fertility to the earth and leads her people towards the beacon of light.
All these points point to Alyssa and the seeds she researched.
As for food sources, Joey's first thought was the seeds cultivated by Alyssa, which were not only able to grow on the mutated land, but also had good yields.
Joey had to change his mind and decided to find Alyssa first.
Still being hunted, that is to say, Alyssa is still alive now.
Joey has always been a more realistic person.
Instead of believing in those nihilistic existences, he prefers to keep his feet on the ground.
Praying for God's favor and hoping that the sealed artifact could open a passage to the outside world, he was more willing to believe that the seeds cultivated by Alyssa could change the status quo.
Solving the food problem is equivalent to solving the population problem and strengthening the ethnic group. One day we will find a way out, although this is a long process.
This can be regarded as the only remaining light in the endless darkness.
Joey searched along the way in the direction of the troops' escape, and finally found a clue in a dilapidated small building.
With the help of the transporter's ability, Joey easily sneaked in.
I also saw that long-lost person.
Alyssa was surrounded by a group of people to protect her. Her little face was darkened and her expression was full of grievances.
Joey couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
"There are enemies!"
"Protect His Highness!"
...
Joey looked stunned, and then slowly emerged from the hiding place.
After Alyssa saw it, her originally angry little face suddenly blossomed into a smile. She excitedly pushed away the guard blocking her and ran over.
"Joy, why are you here?"
"Whatever you are doing, go away!"
She stopped the guard who wanted to take action.
"Alyssa"
Joey ignored the guards who stared at him with vigilant eyes and took Alyssa into his arms.
Such a scene immediately shocked everyone.
In his previous life, living in an egalitarian society, Joey had a weak concept of nobility.
I don't take dignity or anything seriously at all.
He doesn't care what Alyssa's status is now.
In Joey's eyes, she is still the innocent girl and family member.
"Get out, get out, all of you~!"
Alyssa puffed her cheeks and drove everyone out.
Joey looked at that arrogant posture and found it strange. Unexpectedly, he hadn't seen him for a while, and he was still pretending to be arrogant.
In fact, what Joey doesn't know is that these are all guided by Beckett bit by bit.
After all, he is a leader, so he cannot be like a little girl and must pay attention to his words and deeds.
It is also because of this that Alyssa hates carrying it every day.
Joey narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of guilt in his voice: "I'm sorry!"
When Alyssa heard the words Joey, her little face that was pretending to be strong suddenly collapsed. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears.
Before Joey could react, big tears fell down, as if he had vented all the grievances he had felt during this period.
"Joy, I've been looking for you for a long time. Beckett said you were dead."
The dirt on her face was washed away with two tear tracks, which looked a little funny when matched with Alyssa's delicate face.
When Joey heard this, he said angrily:
"What? He cursed me to death because he was wearing his braids."
Alyssa raised her head and looked at Joey's angular silhouette, muttering softly: "He was about to die."
"While escaping, he was attacked by an arrow and shot in the chest. If he couldn't find a doctor, he would die."
Joey's Adam's apple squirmed, his eyes moved slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and his face was full of astonishment.
"No!"
He just said it casually, who knew it would come true!
In fact, he decided to find Alyssa first for another purpose. He wanted to know whether Beckett knew Tony's true identity.
"Are you injured? There is a group of people chasing us. Didn't you meet them?"
At this time, she did not forget to care about Joey, her eyelashes flickered slightly, with concern and uneasiness.
Joey's little heart seemed to be suddenly tugged at this moment.
Sin, sin, she's just my good sister. He is strengthening his faith in himself.
Alyssa has a dirty face, and anyone who sees her will feel pity for her.
She was like a wronged stray cat that people couldn't help but want to hold in their arms.
Joey looked up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
In fact, a good sister can also be a wife!
Alyssa was like a little lark, chirping and began to talk about her experiences during this period.
To sum it up, it’s just one paragraph.
She has become some kind of goddess for no reason.
And he became the leader inexplicably.
. . .
"Joy!" Alyssa grabbed one of Joey's arms with both hands, her big watery eyes blinked, and her voice was soft and gentle.
"Take me away. Being a leader is so annoying. They also make me wear ugly skirts, don't let me eat snacks, and some people want to kill me."
"Hey!" Joey sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.
Why couldn't he see the grievance in Alyssa's eyes.
Power is not what Alyssa pursues at all.
Let her choose, she would rather spend time in the basement studying biological seeds.
"Take me to see Beckett first."
Let Alyssa grab his arm, maybe this can give her a sense of security.
Along the way, the looks he received were all strange, including doubts, envy, jealousy, and more of a gnashing of teeth that wanted to kill someone.
Alyssa was like a high and mighty queen, she raised her head and glared back at anyone who showed a bad expression towards Joey.
Soon, we arrived at the hideout where Beckett was.
It was a dusty room, and Beckett was lying on the bed.
In the original memory, the man with a big belly, squinted eyes, and a cunning look was now covered in bandages, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
The two eyes met, and they were silent for a long time.
With an excuse to send Alyssa away, and with her aggrieved and pitiful expression, she repeatedly promised that she would not run away, and then she reluctantly left.
Beckett moved his body with difficulty and leaned against the wall at the head of the bed. Perhaps the wound was pulled, and he groaned in pain.
He slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, held it in his mouth, took a long drag, blew out the smoke ring, and looked at Joey with eyes full of regret.
"I didn't expect that we could meet again. I thought you were dead long ago."
He really didn't expect that someone would curse him to death as soon as they met.
He resisted the urge to hit someone and started self-hypnosis. Don't get angry. Beckett is a patient and can die at any time. There is no need to be vindictive.
I think so, but Joey is a typical person whose mouth is faster than his brain.
One sentence blurted out:
"Hey! I didn't expect that I would die behind you!"
