Today is a special day. At this time of year, Geralt goes to church once. He had developed this habit since he had returned from Jerusalem, and as for why, he never said, and no one else knew.

The knight's steel boots were heavy, but the church carpet absorbed most of the impact. Geralt's sluggish steps didn't make a sound until he kicked the bench next to the pathway. The dull crashing sound echoed in the empty church.

If it weren't for the momentary loss of consciousness, Geralt, who had been trained in the body, would never have made such a low-level mistake. He instinctively waved his hand in the air, as if that would dispel the echoes. Fortunately, the source of his sudden loss of self didn't seem to notice his existence.

On the prayer seat below the altar, a young girl knelt.

The white silk dress is full of shellfish luster. A string of fine lace skirts are staggered over the prayer seat paved with black velvet. The waist of the long skirt is very thin, and a row of hand-sewn silk buttons are evenly arranged on the back. At the end of the button is a torforated silver collar. The girl bowed her head slightly, and her long silver-white hair was tightly tied by a golden headband, the ends parted, revealing a slender and smooth neck like a swan.

From the position of her shoulders, it can be seen that the girl must have clasped her hands in front of her chest. Her small chin opened slightly, as if offering her own prayers. Golden light flowed through her hair, her hands, and her shoulders. Faint shimmering dust swirled above her head.

Geralt held his breath and stood silently at the door of the prayer hall for a moment.

"Geralt the white wolf?"

The girl didn't look back, but she noticed the person behind her.

Geralt was alarmed, "Who are you?" Why do you know my name? ”

At this moment, a sword light flashed behind his neck. Geralt screamed in his heart and quickly turned around. He turned around, but his head fell to the ground.

Xu Changqing stood behind Geralt's headless corpse with a knife, grabbed the gray hair, and lifted the man's head. "He's the key to the cathedral's underground vault?" He asked the girl kneeling on the prayer seat.

Ah Xue stood up and rubbed her knees: "Of course it's him." Let's go, it's taken me a lot of work to find the location of the Sensing Vault. ”

Along the way, there are corpses. There were many guards and clergy in Westminster Abbey, but they were killed by Xu Changqing.

The two descended a spiral staircase behind the icon and entered the crypt where the coffin was kept. Go straight to the bottom. Xue walked to a stone door and pushed open a brick on the wall, revealing a retina authentication device. Xu Changqing shook the white wolf's head, and the authentication device scanned Geralt's eyeballs, and immediately greeted happily: "Welcome, honorable Chief Knight of the Round Table of the Royal Anglican Order, Mr. Geralt." ”

Behind the stone door is an arc-shaped secret room. More than a dozen clergy are counting the collection. On the arc-shaped shelf against the wall, a bottle was filled with fragments of the Godhead. They are neatly arranged and bookmarked.

"Who are you? Who allowed you in? The leading clergy asked sharply, "What about the guards?" Guard! ”

Xu Changqing threw Geralt's head at his feet: "There are no more guards." ”

Facing the other party's desperate eyes, he lifted the moon of the Yellow Spring.

The robbery of Westminster Abbey cathedral shocked the world in an instant. Depending on the level of intelligence, the shock will be different. The average person may just know, "Oh, a madman broke into the church and killed a bunch of people." "However, in the leadership of various countries, especially in countries that have been exposed to the fragments of Godhead, it is simply a nuclear bomb.

Using his global connections, the Queen nearly fainted when more than a thousand Godhead's Gifts (as they called the Fragments of Godhead) collected around the world fell into the hands of nameless terrorists. The hope that the sun will not set and rise again will be cut off. Who knows how many terrorists with extraordinary abilities will be created if these more than 1,000 fragments are taken away?

In fact, everyone is wrong, there are not many terrorists, only one, but this one is super difficult.

It took more than a year for Xu Changqing to come out of the mountain again. A total of 1,024 Godhead fragments were harvested at Westminster Abbey, compared to the 10 contributed by the Rev. Bright of Kuwata.

Chosen One: Xu Changqing

◆ Basic attributes: Strength 34.81, Intelligence 34.32, Constitution 35.46, Perception 34.57, Dexterity 34.24, Charisma 34.61

◆ Derived attributes: Fist power limit 2374.13 (kg), magic power 111882.96, body strength 1820.16, mental power 5831.92

◆ Spell list: (It's too long, all of them are inevitably waterlogged)

The current Xu Changqing can really be said to be proud of the world. He was ready to make a move. Where to go next? "Edo, of course!" Ayuki said, "Edo, Edo, Edo, important things said three times!" ”

So Edo's doom came. On December 12, 2016, Edo was transformed into a hell of blood and fire.

There is no exaggeration in this statement. At half past six o'clock in the afternoon, people who were working in high-rise buildings, people who had just boarded the train after work, and people who ordered a pot of sake and a plate of edamame in an izakaya to pour themselves a drink...... In short, everyone in Edo felt the trembling of the earth.

Just shaking violently is enough. For the people of Edo, earthquakes are like biting their tongues when eating, and although they hate it, it is not unprecedented. Just as the people who sat on the ground were about to get up and continue their lives, an even more terrifying nightmare struck.

The pitch-black clouds in the sky were surging, and I don't know when they gathered such thick black clouds with a strange demon red. A violent blue-white lightning bolt struck, striking the newly built Sky Tree. The Sky Tree, which was said to not fall even in an eight-magnitude earthquake, immediately tilted. Countless Edo people watched in horror as the steel tower fell in the direction of the Imperial Palace, as if they heard the tooth-aching creak of the steel beams as they broke.

Strictly speaking, the tower was not struck down by lightning, but fused. About a third of the way above the ground, steel beams as thick as a car cracked, and the fractures were dark red after the heat burned. The broken spire plunged headlong into a nearby complex, smashing a tram that was about to pass through. The neat rows of buildings were reduced to rubble in an instant. The wails of dying rang out in the corners, like the cries of hell.

If only that were it, but the nightmare seemed to have just begun. Soon, countless violent thunderbolts fell, enveloping the entire city of Edo. No sooner had a helicopter taken off from the rooftop platform than it was grabbed by a strong hurricane and smashed into a nearby building. Fireballs burst inside the building. The entire glass curtain wall facing the street shattered, turning into a torrent of broken glass that poured down on passers-by.

The Sumida River, Arakawa, and Edogawa River, which coil around Edo, are also in abnormal condition. The water level dropped rapidly, revealing a dry riverbed in a short time. It was as if there was a large invisible mouth in the ground that was pumping hard. The water in Odaiba began to pour into the river, and the freighters moored at the dockside ran aground. The rainbow bridge across Edo Bay lasted for more than ten seconds and finally failed, and it fell sideways, twisting into a twisted shape.