Chapter 500 The Wind Returns to Erathia

Ranluo City has completely turned from a city on the verge of ruins but being rebuilt into a ruin.

The high-energy holy light burned this city that was repeatedly fought over by the castle and hell until it completely collapsed.

[Ranluo City] is now like the remains of bones that have been chewed and charred - the ground, walls, buildings... are full of black scars.

A closer look reveals that these dark traces are made up of fine and sticky black powder.

When the wind blows, these black powders will break up and melt into the wind bit by bit, and then dye the wind black, swaying with the wind, like a rising column of smoke.

These are traces purified by the holy light.

Holy light has never been a gentle thing.

Light has energy, and holy light is highly concentrated light.

This means that holy light is highly concentrated energy.

Highly concentrated energy can destroy the basic structure of matter at the moment it hits it.

Holy light can not only quickly heat matter to vaporization temperature, but also evaporate it.

It can even directly destroy the elemental composition of living organisms, causing them to disintegrate on their own.

Because of this, the soldiers who died under the angel swords often died in extremely tragic ways.

Just like the charred and twisted corpses that are now scattered throughout the city of Ranluo.

From the general appearance of these charred corpses, it can be seen that 80% of the corpses in the entire [Ranluo City] are human.

Yes, the Angel Clan Ranluo City launched a massacre.

A massacre against humans.

The coolies responsible for rebuilding the city of Ranluo were almost all captured by Hell from human cities.

Civilians captured by Hell, soldiers who fought to exhaustion, traitors who were afraid of death...

Whether they were good, bad, loyal, pious, damned, or wronged, they were all turned into charcoal indiscriminately under the holy light of the angels.

Among them, there were even many believers of the Holy Angel Church.

They thought that the angels were their saviors, and not only did they not run away and resist, but they knelt on the ground, wanting to kiss their savior's shoes to express their joy after being saved.

But the burning holy light still sprinkled down mercilessly, freezing their ecstasy in the eternal black smoke.

This is what the angels are like.

Their torture instruments specifically for hell, and their immune cells that are out of control.

When faced with anything that may be related to the abyss, they will purify it without hesitation.

Ronis looked at the thousands of compatriots who died tragically under the city of Ranluo. Although he still had some compassion in his heart, he was more of a fanatic and excited.

As the supreme leader of the Holy Angel Church, he understood the nature of angels better than anyone else.

It was this nature that deeply fascinated him.

So powerful, resolute, and without any mercy, burning everything to ashes.

This is something that humans cannot do.

As long as they are human, they will have arrogance, greed, lust... and other sins, and will sink in desires, and will never be able to achieve true justice and fairness.

But angels are different.

Angels can judge all sins equally, do not listen to any excuses, have no forgiveness and emotions, only absolute right and wrong.

This is the God who is infinitely majestic and omnipotent in Ronis's heart.

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all God's grace.

Believe in God, worship God, and leave everything to God.

Let all the unbelievers turn into ashes under God's judgment.

Remove the dirty and sinful humans from the human group and let them be judged.

Only the devout who share the same ideals as themselves are left.

What a wonderful thing.

However, it always takes some time for stupid and corrupt humans to understand such a profound truth.

Therefore, before all human thoughts are completely purified, those humans with unsteady faith cannot be allowed to see such a magnificent view.

Ronis ordered the cardinal beside him:

"Next, you must record the process of God's judgment of hell, and there must not be any mistakes.

Remember, God has mercy, and also has the light of annihilation."

The cardinal immediately understood Ronis's intention, bowed and replied:

"God's mercy can only be seen by the devout.

Those whose faith is shaken should be warned by the light of annihilation."

Translation:

Hold the photo beads as a war correspondent.

When angels kill demons, take pictures.

When angels kill people, don't take pictures.

Finally, use the power of the church to produce a large number of photo beads.

Use stronger propaganda to cover the propaganda of the Church of Poseidon.

Then prove to the whole of Erathia that the previous [Ronis Gate] incident was just a ridiculous farce led by demons.

Our Erathia's greatest religious leader, Ronis, has spared no effort in fighting against hell until his death!

So far, it is still the case now, and it will be from now on!

Seeing Ronis's satisfied expression, the cardinal knew that he and Ronis were in sync again.

He lowered his head and asked in a deep voice:

"Pope, the Thunder Temple just sent another urging.

They asked us to quickly go deep into the heart of hell, and it would be best if we could attack the [Heart of the Abyss] as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Ronis nodded slightly and asked:

"What do you think we should do?"

The cardinal thought for two seconds and slowly spoke out the plan he had prepared in his mind.

That is a despicable, disgusting, disloyal, and unscrupulous proposal, but it is the most favorable proposal for the [Holy Angel Church] Church.

"Pope, I suggest that we can ask for more aid materials on the basis of pretending to agree to the Thunder Temple.

In this way, we can use the greedy [appearance] to reassure the Thunder Temple.

Only after the Thunder Temple is reassured can we continue to follow the original plan, not rushing or slowing down, and advance little by little.

Starting from [Ranluo City], all the hell cities encountered along the way will be judged and cleansed one by one.

Destroy, destroy, and leave no life.

Substantially, it will cause a huge blow to Ou Fu.

Somla wants us to help them out.

But We are the only ones. Somla is the best bait to attract [Hellboy].

As long as we delay the Thunder Temple and induce them not to issue the evacuation order, Somla will become a shield to block everything for us.

And we can take this opportunity to destroy enough Hell cities and plunder enough [Power of the Abyss].

Finally, produce enough [Petitioners].

These [Petitioners] will produce faith endlessly, and the vast amount of faith will accelerate the birth of angels. (Chapter 320)

In the end, everything will be as you wish and as we wish. "

This extremely despicable proposal, like poison coated with honey, made Ronis's mind waver.

Even if this is wrong and contrary to his own doctrine.

However, if it succeeds, the result will be too beautiful.

Although he knew it was poisonous, Ronis still couldn't help swallowing the poison wrapped in honey.

He closed his eyes and whispered:

"Inheim, do what you want to do.

Go and prove to me your value to our [Holy Angel Church], and prove to me your value to the angels."

"As you command, Your Holiness."

The corners of the cardinal's mouth hidden under his robe curled up little by little.

[Look!

Look!

The facts as hard and sharp as the nails of a griffin will eventually prove to Ronis that I, Inheim, am the most correct.

The church's previous means were too gentle and could not satisfy the angels at all.

What about not sacrificing the interests of mankind, and what about letting believers and gods help each other.

These are all extremely naive lies!

The human race can't see clearly enough about itself.

Cowardly, cowardly and short-sighted, they can only see the mistakes of others, and never know how to examine themselves.

So humans always make mistakes again and again.

Infighting, short-sightedness, constantly falling into the quagmire, struggling repeatedly in the purgatory of extinction.

What qualifications does such a race have to be saved?

Sacrificing some weak humans can exchange for the birth of an angel.

Is there a more cost-effective deal in the world?

Even if all humans are sacrificed, so what?

As long as there are angels, it is enough.

The success of one side always requires the other side to pay the price.

If you can't be ruthless, you will accomplish nothing.

Ronis can't do it, Mlak can't do it, Catherine can't do it, Roland can't do it.

Only me.

There is only me in the whole of Erathia.

Only I who can peel off the fog and foresee the future can make Erathia and the angels prosper completely.

Then, with that overwhelming force, hell and demons will be completely destroyed. 】

Inheim slowly raised his head and stared at the red clouds floating in the sky with a gloomy and deep gaze.

The wind blowing from Ofer's abdominal wall was mixed with a strong smell of sulfur, as pungent as coke that could not be burned any longer.

Inheim's lips moved slightly fiercely, making a soundless sound.

"Finally, complete my revenge."

...

...

In Stormwind City, Smit put down the conch in his hand.

She watched the conch break into white light bit by bit, and her reluctant eyes gradually turned into determination.

Taking a deep breath, Smit adjusted her state and returned to the warm room.

She snuggled in Seri's arms and looked at Seri with a coquettish look.

Seri smiled kindly and stroked Smit's hair slowly.

She didn't rush to speak, but just waited gently for Smit to tell her.

"Ah. I haven't been with my grandmother like this for a long time. Do you want to stay a few more days?"

Smit squinted comfortably.

"Smit, if you want to rely on me, I welcome you here.

You are much better than Rafi, the bad boy who only has men (Luo Shi) in his mind."

Well...

Smit felt a little painful in his heart.

She was more or less aware that her mind was full of Qi Ge's affairs.

"Smit, you can stay with me for a few more days.

Just like when you were a child, lying in your grandmother's arms, listening to me tell you stories.

Ah, now you have grown up, and those childish stories probably won't interest you.

Not enough, I can also teach you many interesting magics."

Seri already knew that it was time to say goodbye, and she felt a little reluctant, so she gently tried to keep him.

Qi Ge has its own way of fighting, and Smith has his own way of fighting.

When it comes to acting like a spoiled child, she is still very confident.

"Grandma~ After you said that, I can't muster up the courage to say goodbye to you."

"If you can't muster up the courage, don't mention it. It's good to take a rest.

If you stay a few more days, no one will blame you.

Even if you do nothing, your seven pigeons will arrange everything well.

I could tell at a glance that his talents and talents were monster-level.

Miracles that we don’t encounter once in our lives may be just daily life for him. "

"Sigh. To be honest, it's hard for me to deny it."

Smit seemed a little depressed for a moment.

“Ever since I followed Qi Ge, I have felt the miracle in him countless times.

I know very well that I may not be able to keep up with him despite my hard work all my life.

Well, that’s a bit complacent to say.

I will definitely try my best to catch up with him.

But even so. "

Smit took a deep breath:

“But even so, I still want to try hard.

He has worked so hard for me, how could I remain indifferent?

If this continues, even if he waits for me, time will not wait for me. "

"But it will be very hard for you."

Seri sighed softly, gently touched Smit's back, and said no more.

Smit took a deep breath and suddenly laughed.

"Grandma, I'm leaving.

Maybe, I will go through a period of time that I don't like, maybe, I will become less like myself.

But it doesn't matter. Seven Pigeons gave me enough guidance to overcome everything. "

Smit caressed her chest. There was a thick little book in her arms.

“For my journey as a hero, and for the promise I made when I was a child.

I'm going to take my responsibility.

I will do my best to guide the people.

Gather your thoughts and your hopes.

Go and become the Pope of the new church and the saint who belongs only to the Seven Doves.

Then, change the world. "

"I see."

Seri looked at Smit tenderly.

The light on Smit became brighter and brighter in her eyes.

That is definitely not inferior to the dazzling light of Seven Pigeons, and it has enough power for people to follow.

Seri smiled kindly, his eyes full of relief:

"Sure enough, little Smit, you are a [genius] just like Qi Ge."

Geniuses will always attract each other, and then achieve each other.

Finally, we reach the top together.

Like, magic and destiny, wealth and peace, sea and sun.

"Grandma, I'm leaving."

Listening to Smit's firm words, Seri's eyes became softer.

"Go ahead, kid.

Go fulfill your destiny.

However, don't push yourself too hard.

If you are tired, you can always go to Grandma's side to take a rest.

My castle will always be open to you. "

Smit left the castle and exhaled a breath of cold air in the cold air.

She looked up at the sky.

Yesterday's snow has stopped, and the thick snow clouds hidden high in the sky have been dispersed by the sun.

The snow on the ground is slowly melting, bringing with it a deeper chill than when it first fell.

But Smit knew.

As long as you give the sun some time, the chill will eventually dissipate and warmth will eventually arrive.

"Huhu."

A gust of cold wind mixed with frost and air-conditioning blew by, scratching Smit's face.

But the person who was supposed to shield her from the cold wind was not by her side now.

"Soon. Soon.

His time with me will come soon.

The wind had blown Erathia, swept across Bracada, and now began to blow towards Ofer again.

But eventually, the wind will return to Erathia, breaking through the thick dark clouds that have been hanging over Erathia, allowing the sun to shine through.

Because Qi Ge made a promise with me.

Wherever I am, the wind will return. "

…

…

Sosa stood on the cliff, looking at the ocean in the distance.

The warm and moist sea breeze of the golden sea blew Sousa's hair exposed outside the helmet.

The long, epic voyage is coming to an end.

She successfully fulfilled the instructions of the Seven Pigeons and successfully transported the Golden Sea from the Mrak Territory cut off from Erathia.

Next, as long as Sir Mulak wakes up, she can retire and carry out the next crucial order.

However, there is a small problem now.

The super-giant sea king turtle transporting the Murak Territory was stranded...

"Tsk."

Sousa lamented heartily.

"Why are there reefs underground in such a wide sea area?

It's obviously a marine creature, so being stuck in the middle of the sea and unable to move is no joke.

In the final analysis, it was Qi Ge’s fault.

Didn't he say that as long as he reaches the Golden Sea, someone will come to help him?

Where is the person who responds? "

"Jiliwala!"

Just then, Sosa suddenly heard a sharp cry.

Although the volume of this sound was as subtle as a leaf falling to the ground, years of combat experience still made Sosa immediately increase his vigilance.

"Wahaha!"

"Quaaa~"

Immediately afterwards, similar screams came from under the sea one after another.

"This amount? Thousands, tens of thousands?"

Sousa suddenly frowned.

"Is it a wild monster? Or is it a local tribe? With the Sea King Turtle here, such a weak creature dares to come and cause trouble?"

"boom!"

At this moment, a bright splash of water suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and a disk battleship floating on the sea came riding the wind and waves!

Silver Spirit! !

Sosa's eyes lit up. It seemed that the person who came to greet me had finally arrived.

"Meow!"

A huge Meow Shark took the lead to break through the sea water, followed closely by the murlocs covering the entire sea surface one after another.

"Meow!"

Meow Shark gave an order, and the fishmen immediately stopped on the sea, just like soldiers who were forbidden to follow orders.

Meow Shark jumped onto the land, bounced between the rock walls, and soon jumped to the cliff.

On Meow Shark's back, a spirited goblin wearing a white robe turned over and jumped down.

Ke Ruoke's face was filled with solemnity and joy at the same time.

As if he was about to attend some important event, he carefully smoothed out every wrinkle on his robe before walking forward with his head high and saying hello.

"Your Highness Sousa!!

Our entire Chosen City cheers for your arrival.

It was nice to have an uneventful trip. "

Ke Ruoke's mood was obviously very high, so much so that her whole body was shaking a little when she spoke.

“Finally, finally the time has come.

The seeds planted by the lord will soon grow and sprout under our hands, and eventually become a big tree in the sky that can protect us, and even protect the entire Erathia! "

"yes."

Sosa was also very emotional.

“Qi Ge’s whimsical, yet subtle and feasible plan actually stumbled to where it is now.

Perhaps, I am experiencing an event that can be recorded in the entire history of Asa.

Although I am just an insignificant supporting role in this incident, I can still be regarded as a participant. "

"What are you talking about?"

Ke Ruoke waved his hand exaggeratedly and categorically denied:

"If it hadn't been for Your Highness Sousa's superb swordsmanship to hold Fafner off last time, we wouldn't have been able to save Her Majesty Elni, so this plan would have failed long ago.

In the hearts of the lords, you have always been one of the most important protagonists. "

"Swordsmanship."

Sousa looked at the sword in his hand with a wry smile and said:

"What I have and what I am good at is swordsmanship.

Compared with Qi Ge's ability to control the development of all things, what I have is just pure brute force.

If you can fight, what's the use?

If you want to save Erathia, you need unprecedented wisdom, the wisdom to see everything, and the skills to connect everyone together.

Qi Ge, Adela, and Ke Ruoke are the protagonists.

This time, not only me, but also Her Majesty the Queen, whom I have always admired, is your supporting role.

But, so strange.

I am so willing.

I even want to burn myself for your plan, even if I give my life.

Probably, this is because you really showed me the hope of saving Erathia and saving mankind. "

Ke Ruoke burst out laughing:

"This is a matter of course!

It was Master Qi Ge who made the entire plan.

He is the embodiment of miracles, the son of miracles who can make the impossible possible.

Not only is the future of humanity closely linked to Lord Qi Ge, but so is the future of us fairies. "

Sosa laughed too.

“So, I always feel that Qi Ge has put in his best efforts, but he can’t even leave his name.

But he can only hide behind me, illuminate Erathia with light, and be the unknown hero at the same time.

This is really, really unfair. "

“Whether it’s reputation or glory, these things are never what the lord pursues.

He simply stayed on the right path and protected everyone who strayed by his side.

To follow Him is to follow truth and right. "

A ray of light descended from the Silver Spirit and landed in the Mulak Territory.

Soon, a large group of fairies dressed as neatly as Koroko came down from the Silver Spirit in a majestic manner.

Ke Ruoke said with excitement:

“These are all the elf citizens we have joined the [Human-Elf Mixing Plan] in the first phase.

Your Majesty Sousa.

The Lord Lord said that although his plan is theoretically possible, how to operate it specifically requires many, many experiments.

Next, you may conduct various experiments over and over again and fail countless times. "

"Ah, I've been prepared for a long time.

I prefer hopeful efforts to hopeless idleness.

If you fail, treat it as accumulated experience.

Even if I fail countless times, I will never give up.

No matter how many times I experiment, I will always find a way to purify my faith. "

Sousa put his hand firmly on his chest and said with respect:

"For Her Majesty the Queen."

She quietly added in her mind:

"For the seven pigeons."

ps: There are five people in the family and 4 people have fever. The next update may be unstable. Dear book friends, please forgive me.