"...... shut the gates of hell?"

"How!?"

Jianming and Won-sun were very upset by the only answer given by Father Stella.

There is no guarantee of the success of this operation.

Ignoring the two of them's concerns, Father Stella simply began to call the shots on his own.

"All you have to do is cover me, and I'll go close the damn door. ”

Disturbed.

Compared to when the two of them faced the door, Father Stella's words at this time made Jianming and Yuanshan feel even more uneasy.

"Such a huge door...... Such a huge spiritual power...... How do you close it?"

"This plan...... Wouldn't it be too unscrupulous?"

..................

Faced with the questioning of the two, Father Stella was silent for a long time, thoughtful.

In the few oppressive seconds, all that was moving was the strange tentacles that were hovering upwards and constantly twisting.

Scold!

A steel knife protrudes from Father Stella's sleeve.

He made a cut in the palm of his hand with the blade of the steel knife, revealing the mechanical structure inside.

The wound lasted only a moment, then it closed and closed as if it had never happened.

"See, my body is made up of cutting-edge nanotechnology, so ......"

"As long as I become a lock, to become one with the gate, to try to analyze its structure, to get energy from it, and then to repeat the process of being destroyed and repairing myself......"

"The gate will never be opened again until it ...... forever"

Sensational, does Father Stella really know what he is talking about and what he intends to do means?

Forever, that's a terrible word.

And at what point did young lovers make promises they couldn't fulfill, forever.

The years go by, time flies, and until the end of time, you can't really die, forever.

Drinking and swallowing, crazy because of boredom, ruined because of boredom, he has experienced far less time than forever.

And Father Stella now intends to be a lock on that door forever, forever and ever, hovering between life and death.

Repeat the process of being destroyed and repairing yourself, and as a gatekeeper, guard the world until ...... Forever.

Knowing Father Stella's desire to sacrifice his life, he cast an awe-inspiring gaze at him.

In the eyes of Yuanshan, Father Stella is a man of great goodness.

Even if the beliefs are different, the destination is the same.

But in Jianming's eyes, he couldn't accept it.

He could not accept this crazy concept of self-denial, and he could not accept the pain and life course that Father Stella was about to face alone.

Clearly...... If you disappear, everyone else in the world will cease to exist.

Why? Why did Father Stella choose to do this?

Jianming's tone was a little excited, more like a question than a question.

"Do you know what you're going to do!?Do you know what you're going to do if you do!?"

Father Stella only looked serious in the face of Jianming's questioning, and he said coldly: "Of course. ”

Jianming saw that he was unmoved, and his anger did not come out.

If the other party thinks about others so much and sacrifices himself for others, he must also have his own important and cherished people, right?

Jianming excitedly continued to question Father Stella with this point of view.

"You must have someone important, right? You have something to protect, right?"

The question seemed to shake Father Stella, and he was a little embarrassed.

He also wanted to say that he did.

But his mutilated memories told him that he didn't.

He doesn't have anyone important, and he doesn't have anything he wants to protect.

Inside that cold body, there was only madness and devout faith.

Like his body, his tone remained cold.

"I never ask the gods for forgiveness, faith has long demanded that we give everything. ”

Lowering his right hand, Father Stella twisted the music box around his waist, a relic given to him by his wife.

It's her favorite thing to hear, the wedding of her dreams.

"Stop talking about what you have and don't. ”

"I ......"

"I have come to my senses. ”

Speaking of this, Jianming has nothing to say. Since the other party wants to die, let him die casually!

It's just that...... Because of his choice just now, there is still an unhappy mood lingering in his heart.

That's it......

The so-called enlightenment is not that you are ready to die. ’

The so-called enlightenment is a noble thing that can carve out a path to hope in the dark wilderness!

Scold!

A steel knife also slipped out of the cuff of his right hand.

In that way, he crossed the two steel knives and compared them to the shape of a cross, and the cold steel rubbed against each other, bursting with thin sparks.

As the friction heats up, the blade becomes no longer cold.

Father Stella began his prayer.

He knew that this would be the last time he prayed.

I don't know if it's because the enemy is currently in the middle and there is not much time.

Father Stella had nothing to say, and was ready to die gladly.

The prayer was very brief, and the beginning was very ordinary.

But these words did not come from any scripture, but more like from his own mouth.

"I am just a steel knife, a piece of metal that bears divine punishment. ”

"I want to be born a storm. ”

"I want to be born dangerous. ”

"I want to be born to perish. ”

"I wish to be born without blood and tears. ”

"It's just...... A merciless hurricane. ”

"Now. ”

"My dream is about to come true. ”

The silver gate opened a little again, and the tentacles became even more terrifying, ready to attack the three of them.

Just in time, Father Stella, said his last words.

"Ahh——!h

On the !!

Behind the two men, Father Stella, who was the farthest away, held two steel knives and rushed to the front with one lunge.

Seeing the tentacles about to move, Jianming and Yuanshan did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately followed the pace of Father Stella.

"Oo!!!oo

Father Stella roared as he put his arms in front of his head and charged towards the gate.

The music box on his waist is still emitting an elegant melody, which looks very out of place in this fierce battlefield.

The door opened slightly, and the tentacles intensified towards Father Stella, who was rushing towards the door.

Three or four tentacles spiraled like that into a thick cylinder, trying to push Father Stella as far as possible.

But in the face of this attack, Father Stella did not look up, still protecting his head with his arms, and only rushed forward.

Is this a no-brainer?

No, it's trust.

The inscription behind Father Stella's left immediately went into action.

He lowered his body first, very low, very low.

Then use the acceleration of gravity to sprint vigorously.

The burst of power sent even the dust under his feet flying.

He kicks the ground with his left foot, spins on the axis of his right foot, and volleys into the air.

In an instant, the inscription that had received an acceleration faster than that of Father Stella rushed to Father Stella's eyes.

An extremely fast backspin kick twisted and shattered the cylinder of those tentacles.

"Ahh!!h

Knowing that Jianming had successfully intercepted the enemy, Father Stella chanted lines of praise to the gods and continued to charge forward.

Forward, forward, the enemy is right in front of you!

But the burst speed just now was only an instant, and Jianming would definitely bear the backswing after making the move.

He landed on the ground with a spinning kick like that, and it shouldn't have been too late for him to keep up with Father Stella in a short time.

He looked at the remnants of the tentacles around him, and then at the back of Father Stella, who was still sprinting.

Under the broken trench coat, the mechanical body looked different from the first time we met, a little tall.

(Left...... I'll leave it to you. ）

Then, Jianming entered into a close-quarters fight with the tentacles around him.

"A-door!"

Five or six tentacles turned into giant whips, from left to right, ready to slap at Father Stella's body, sending him as far away as possible.

But he still protected his head, just rushing forward.

Jianming was already behind him, unable to make up for the gap to his left, but there was another person who was following closely behind Father Stella at this time.

"Amitabha Buddha !!"

[Arhat Golden Body]!

Yuanshan chanted the Buddha's name, hoping to strengthen his body for a moment, even if it was only as a shield for the great good person in front of him, and he must stop the future of world destruction.

He lunged to the waving tentacle with a lunge, kicking the ground with the force of his feet, causing a few footprints to appear on the concrete beneath his feet.

In the face of tentacles that are harder than steel bars, Yuanshan naturally does not fight hard with his body.

He waved the Ruyi tin staff of more than 300 catties in his hand, relying on the indestructible hardness that has been worn out over the years, to collide head-on with the tentacles!

Hide!

There was a loud sound of metal clashing, and neither side was able to destroy the other.

It's just that the purpose of Yuanshan has been achieved.

He wrapped the thick tentacles around the stubby with the wishful tin staff, and then with a thud, he plunged one end of the tin staff into the earth, holding it firmly.

Then let go of his hand and let the tentacles struggle.

And he slammed two punches into his palm, looked at the remaining tentacles around him, and said confidently: "I'll be your opponent!"

"Ahh!!h

With a thanksgiving, Father Stella, who knew that there was no one to follow him anymore, finally opened his hands, and in front of him, countless tentacles were rushing towards him.

Will he succeed in the face of so many enemies left?

There are some things that you don't know if you don't try them.

Scold!

Scold!

Facing the tentacles of the frontal attack, Father Stella swung his steel knife and severed its metal.

But due to the hardness of the tentacle, with just one blow, Father Stella's steel knife also shattered and shattered.

Dozens, hundreds?

The tentacles still refuse to give up on the enemy in front of them, and continue to follow.

"Amen ——!!!!!"