Chapter 3354 Fragments
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The first time I heard Evelina's Redemption was when I met the little ghost under the cathedral. But at that time, I didn't know that the hymn that the little ghost had been repeating for thousands of years was called this. .
I remember that Sarah also sang this song on the first birthday of God. However, although Sarah had a sweet voice and angelic appearance, compared to singing for ten thousand years to appease the souls of her parents, The little ghost, the artistic conception is too far away.
If anyone could sing a song for ten thousand years, it would probably be a dog who could sing an amazing song, not to mention the little ghost herself is a saint, and Aveline's redemption is exactly in line with her temperament and attributes. , the harvest of singing this song for ten thousand years, even the extremely powerful resentful soul in front of me was temporarily addicted.
Of course, it is also related to the fact that the owners of these resentful souls were originally members of the Holy See and had strong beliefs.
Moreover, I am not afraid that the little ghost singing this hymn will arouse the hatred of the resentful souls towards the angels. First of all, the content of Averina's redemption itself is not to praise the angels. Secondly, don't forget, the little ghost hates the angels. The "misunderstanding" may not be much lighter than these resentful spirits.
With this kind of heart, I am 100% sure that I am 100% sure that I am singing Aveline's redemption. I am not sure whether it will have any effect on the resentful souls, but at least it will not irritate them.
Now, with my overjoyed hope, the hymn that has been sung for ten thousand years has exerted its due power, and the violent momentum of the resentful soul seems to have been calmed down and has a tendency to relax.
Of course, this is only temporary. If the redemption of Aveline alone can purify the despair curse of thousands of heroic souls, then the parents of the little ghost under the cathedral would have been cursed by her hymn. Purified and transcended.
Averina's redemption can only buy herself some time, a flaw, and an opportunity!
This is enough, and it is a harvest beyond imagination.
Without the slightest hesitation, I took advantage of the precious opportunity when the emotions of the resentful souls had calmed down. I ducked and came to the core of the resentful souls. The black skulls condensed by the cursed power were right under my eyes, revealing their extreme... A strange expression of sluggishness and suddenness when someone is in a state of madness and despair.
It's still spooky, but a little more joyful.
Smiling at the terrifying skeletons in front of him, Saint Yue Xianlang stretched out his moonlight-shrouded palm without hesitation and placed it against the core of the resentful soul.
Sizzssssssssss~~~~~~
There was a violent sound of hot oil being put into the pot, and the power of the moonlight on the surface was instantly evaporated by the extremely concentrated curse power. In the blink of an eye, the dark energy wrapped around the five fingers of the Holy Moon Wolf, and even the crazy and crazy people around it. The ferocious skull reacted, opened its fangs, and bit into the Holy Moon Wolf's hand.
For a moment, the hand of Saint Yue Xianlang seemed to be soaked in black lava, sizzling and smoking, and seemed to be gradually dissolving. The dark energy spread along the wrist, and the power of the moonlight retreated step by step. , simply unable to resist such a powerful curse.
Faced with this terrifying sight that seemed to be swallowed up by a curse, the Holy Moon Sage Wolf remained unmoved. Without waiting for the power of the dark curse to spread, he took the initiative and pressed hard with his palm, reaching deep into the core.
With a pop, if one ignores the damage and erosion caused by the power of the curse to the body, Saint Moon Xian Wolf's hand seemed to be pressed on a layer of disgusting ooze. After being slightly hindered, it easily penetrated and entered. Inside the core of the resentful soul.
Floating in the dark and strange void, what appeared in front of the Holy Moon Sage Wolf was a strange and cursed world. Countless skulls were moving crazily in this world, which was even darker than the pitch-black world. Those empty eye holes Burning pale flames illuminated the shape of the skull even more horrifyingly.
These cursed skeletons running around crazily and howling in despair are like a group of hungry sharks swimming on the bottom of the sea. When they see the Saint Yue Xian Wolf coming in, they feel as if they smell the smell of blood, and the black and crazy people crowd in and open their mouths. With a sharp bite, a large piece of the moonlight shield was torn off from the Holy Moon Wolf.
In the blink of an eye, the moonlight shield of the Saint Yue Xian Wolf was torn to pieces. This was the hymn of the little ghost that kept echoing, making the dark skulls transformed by these resentful souls sometimes bewildered. Otherwise, I'm afraid... As soon as he came in, he was already torn to pieces.
There is no way, the gap in realm strength is too big. If it weren't for various coincidences that can be called miracles, Shengyue Xianlang wouldn't even be able to get close to the collection of resentful souls, let alone get to this point and enter its core.
Now that Saint Yue Xianlang has done it, what’s next? Inspiring the power of moonlight to attack and purify the resentful souls from the inside out?
Don't be stupid, this is not the way to find death. If it was just one resentful soul, you might still be able to try, but now there are thousands of resentful souls gathered together. I am afraid that the Holy Moon Xian Wolf has just launched a purification attack, and those resentful souls will be like The water splashed into the oil pan, boiled and exploded in an instant, and the little ghost's hymn could no longer comfort it. At that time, the only fate of the Holy Moon Wolf was to be immediately devoured by the collection of resentful souls, leaving no residue behind and unable to escape.
Not yet, it's not time to purify these resentful souls. There is still one last step to go. We have come here. We must not give up. We can only succeed, not fail! ! !
With perseverance shining in his eyes, he ignored the resentful souls that were eating away at the Holy Moon Wolf like sharks, and used all the power of the moonlight for defense. The Holy Moon Wolf slowly flew towards the center of the interior, looking around while flying. , looking for something.
Soon, I found what I was looking for. In this dark and strange world, some very inconspicuous fragments were like glass fragments, less than the size of a little finger.
Only when you get close to these messy fragments will they magnify in your eyes and turn into a incomplete mirror. On the mirror, just like watching a movie, many broken pictures flash across it.
For example, thousands of years ago, the Holy See Mountain was still Holy See Mountain. In the eyes of uninformed people, it was just a holy mountain and the headquarters of the Holy See. In this era, temple spiers were built around the Holy See Mountain. Looking around, it looks like a dense, straight, gorgeous birch forest. The entire Holy See Mountain, a hundred miles in radius, is shrouded in a layer of holy light.
That was the last prosperity of the Holy See, just like a dying person returning to the light, erupting into the most beautiful and sacred scenery before disappearing.
The broad avenue that can accommodate ten carriages running parallel is full of people. The luxurious carriage, inlaid with gold and emeralds and pulled by eight horses, is galloping on the avenue accompanied by bursts of shouting. Suddenly, this extremely luxurious carriage The carriage braked suddenly and gave way to another carriage.
This simple carriage was pulled by two horses and was only used by small lords from the countryside. The only conspicuous thing was the unique badge on the body. The body was clean, and even the rolling wheels seemed spotless.
In the exquisite villa, there were groups of servants, busy and unhurried, working like hard-working bees. They suddenly stopped what they were doing and bowed here one after another. Their eyes showed that they were not motivated by power or power. Pure and sincere admiration received.
On the tall Y-shaped stairs, several handsome boys and girls rushed down. The oldest was only ten years old. They cheered and swooped over. Behind the children were several beautiful nobles with gentle smiles. A woman is filled with the glory of a happy family.
Other people's mage towers are all tall and thin, like a rocket soaring into the sky. Only one of the mage towers is shorter and fatter than the other mage towers. Because it stands in the center of the Mage Guild, this one The shape is even more abrupt, as if there is a winter bamboo shoot mixed with a spring bamboo shoot, or a bell pepper mixed with a long pepper. In short, it is inexplicably reminiscent of food at a glance.
The owner of the mage tower is a beauty recognized in the mage world, or to be more precise, a fat beauty. Other people's mage towers are filled with various magic laboratories and countless books. I wish I could even put one in the bedroom. As a test bench, she placed various desserts and candies in the bedroom, which can be seen as soon as she wakes up and opens her eyes. The space, which is fatter than other restaurants, is filled with all kinds of ingredients. The happiest and most painful thing every day is to swim in the ocean of delicious food, but in my heart, I think it’s time to lose weight, and then I feel happy and sad at the same time. Eat with tears.
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In the seemingly endless dark cursed world, these tiny fragments are like a small shell on the beach. Not only is it like finding a needle in a haystack, but the flashing fragmentary images on it also make people scratch their heads and wonder. What is this stuff.
I am the only one who has met Aina-senpai and listened carefully to her stories for a whole day. I know very well what these fragments are and what the pictures inside represent.
It was a small brilliance that was born like a miracle in this cursed world that was completely mired in madness. It was born out of despair.
As if treating rare treasures, these collected fragments were carefully held in the palm of the hand. The resentful soul's shark-like attack continued, tearing away piece after piece of the moonlight power of the Holy Moon Sage Wolf, and soon due to consumption Too big and unsustainable.
These resentful spirits began to tear apart the body of Saint Yue Xian Wolf. In the blink of an eye, half of Saint Yue Xian Wolf's face was stained with a layer of pitch black. The holy and dignified white robe also seemed to have been splashed with ink, black and white. piece.
The little ghost's hymn has gradually lost its influence on them.
Just collecting these fragments is not enough, there is still a little bit to go. The owners of these fragments must be found to find a breakthrough.
At this moment, one of the fragments held in the palm of his hand suddenly reacted with a crazily attacking skull, and a line of light thinner than silk connected the two indistinctly.
The ferocious and terrifying skull trembled slightly, and suddenly stopped running. The dozen or so skulls following it, led by it, also fell into silence.
Got it!
Shengyue Xianlang, who was almost at the end of his rope, his eyes lit up, and he finally found hope. Looking at the image in the fragments again, he felt clear in his heart.
"General Relov, General Relov, do you remember that noble rebellion? The rebels once attacked the foot of the royal city. Your two sons died in the battle. Your wife could not bear the pain of losing her son and was bedridden. , eventually died of illness, and you, outside the city, separated only by a wall, were unable to go home and see your wife for the last time. You did not even attend the funeral of your wife and two sons, and you fought fiercely with the rebels outside the royal city for nine days and nine nights. Your robes were stained with blood, and you finally won. But because you lost your family, you hated this kind of battle, hated yourself covered in blood, and suffered from severe mysophobia. From then on, there was one less famous general in the world, and one more. Ordinary priest.”
The leader fell into a still skull, and the pale flames in the empty eye holes trembled violently. At the same time, the fragment connected to it flashed a dazzling white light, became slightly larger in size, and contained some new images.
Under the heavy rain, in the gloomy cemetery, a thin veteran was soaked by the heavy rain. He held three bouquets of flowers in his hands and stood silently in front of three connected tombstones, murmuring, rain, tears. , flowing down his old face that was already full of ravines.
Finally, he placed the bouquets in front of the tombstone one by one, turned around resolutely, and wore a black robe, which was already covered by blood-stained armor. His old back suddenly became straight and tall, as if he was standing upright against the sky.
There was no time to carefully observe the changes in the resentful soul. Immediately afterwards, the second fragment sensed its owner and found its owner. Looking at the picture inside, he recalled the stories Aina told me. Holy Moon Wise Wolf, continue it. A journey of talking nonsense.
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"You are Sir Alphard. Do you remember the candidate saint Aina? When we first met, you wanted to tease her. As a result, you, who claimed to be a prodigal son of flowers, failed in the verbal confrontation. You were also sued and slept at home. After three months on the sofa, Aina asked me to tell you that your family has been properly arranged and has not been affected by the invasion of the hell clan."
A certain fragment in the hand lit up again, and a new picture appeared. It was a middle-aged aristocratic man wearing tight leather armor and formal attire. He had a playboy-like handsome appearance and a sunny smile, and he was closely related to his three wives. Hugging each other tightly, his children surrounded him, tugging on his clothes, full of reluctance and pleading. He shook his head, squatted down, stroked the children's heads one by one, and said something to them. The slender face was now full of determination and determination.
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"Arch Mage Nina, Aunt Nina, do you remember Aina? She has followed your instructions and distributed all the food in your mage tower to the poor, without wasting any..."
The light shines brightly again, and in the new picture, a mage who is not very fat, but looks overly plump compared to the general thin body, makes people feel that if she can lose twenty pounds, she must be a beautiful female mage. In the mage tower, she said goodbye to the food one by one - even the raw pig's trotters, she didn't forget to hold them in her arms to say goodbye. Then he remembered something, returned to the bedroom, opened a certain box, grabbed a handful of candies and stuffed them into his full pockets, then gritted his teeth, used teleportation, and left in a flash, bidding farewell to his beloved Mage Tower...or Talk about food.
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