Chapter 88: War is Approaching

Following the hints in the book, Charis and Barlow wandered around the city of Enser, eventually finding 23 Senkin Street.

Ordinary duplex building.

The two flower-shaped wall lamps in front of the door are lit with a warm beige light.

The lights in the room on the second floor are on, and even with the curtains drawn, you can still faintly see the figures in them.

Barlow got out of the front of the car and opened the door.

Charis walked to the door with her skirt in her hand, and did not rush to knock on the door, but raised her hand to press it on the door panel, paused for a few seconds and then withdrew her palm, stepped back two steps and stood still, turned to look at Barlow's head behind her, who bowed in greeting and immediately drove away in the carriage.

He is not qualified to participate in the meeting here, and it is rude to even wait outside.

Soon there was the sound of footsteps behind the door.

Brass doorknob swivel.

Dark golden eyes suddenly lit up in the shadows behind the door, and the burly man with a figure almost the same as the entire door stood there, looking down at the outside, and at some point his eyes had turned into a rose-red Charis.

"Follow me. ”

The deep voice is like the muffled roar of a lion resting, not high in tone but not angry.

After speaking, regardless of Xia Ruisi's reaction, he turned around and stepped on the stairs not far from the entrance, perhaps because of the age, every time his footsteps fell, the stairs creaked, and Xia Ruisi, who was following behind, looked at the reinforced iron frame at the bottom of the stairs, and barely kept up with the other party's footsteps.

Ascend to the second floor and walk a few meters in the hallway, in front of which is the living room.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room is the open-air balcony, with a few pots of green plants in the corners, and the man with a large figure is leaning sideways against the balcony fence, looking back at Xia Ruisi, still holding a small silver kettle in his hand, the spout of the pot flickering in the light of the living room means that he seems to have just watered the green plants on the balcony.

By the fireplace on the left side of the living room, a girl in a checkered beret knelt on the sofa, her arms propped up on the back of the sofa, and looked at Chariss with interest, and on the low table behind her was a chessboard, on which the chess pieces were not the usual black and white, but red and black.

On the other side of the chessboard, sitting on a single sofa, a dignified lady has just put down a red horse-headed chess piece with a star-shaped pupil, which represents a knight.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

It was the lady who spoke, lifted the blanket that was open on her legs, got up and walked over to Charis, as if she had anticipated her appearance, and then said,

"You can call me Red, of course, because of my appearance, Madame Red is also a good title in front of outsiders. ”

The people in this living room may be of different ages, but there is no age distinction between the beings they represent, so the middle-aged lady has always used an honorific title for Xia Ruisi when she introduced her.

The Red Lady was also apparently the leader or temporary leader of the group in the living room, and when she opened her mouth to welcome her, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly brightened up.

"Hello, my name is Yin, and I learned from Madame Red. ”

The little girl smiled, her long silver hair shining in the fireplace fire.

"Guilen, it's an honor to meet you, beautiful lady. ”

The young man on the balcony waved his hand at his side and made a gentlemanly salute.

"Firemane!"

After speaking, the strong man beside him walked to the fireplace and sat down beside the little girl.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, and it's a privilege to meet you in the current situation. ”

Lifting the skirt and squatting slightly with her feet staggered, Xia Ruisi can be regarded as introducing herself.

The young man on the balcony put down the kettle and walked slowly into the living room, also sat down on the sofa, his position was on the other side of the girl, Madame Red made a "please" gesture towards the empty single sofa on the side of the fireplace, Xia Ruisi nodded and walked over quickly.

Five people sat around the fireplace, the beeping of burning wood could be heard clearly.

"Charis, I remember saying before you came that there was another companion?"

Although the two sides had never met before, before coming to Ense, those of them who were not much different in their situation had communicated through special methods, otherwise Charis would not have been able to find this place so quickly.

"Yes, I have a friend who was waiting for me at Rock Castle, but when I was on my way to Rock Castle, an accident happened. ”

Thinking back to the situation at that time, Xia Ruisi's face was solemn, and she paused before continuing,

"By the time I arrived at Rock Castle, the demon had already killed her, and had seized her power, trying to trap me as well!"

"The demon killed your friend?"

After listening to Xia Ruisi's speech, the other four people invariably showed a look of disgust on their faces, and Madame Hong frowned and asked.

"The Demon Contractor, to be exact, in fact, the reason why I arrived so late was because I was also hunted down by the Demon Contractor in East Germany...... I have a companion, an Awakened Xenopath, who I recruited from my time in East Germany, and with whom I was able to fight back, avoid the traps of Rock Castle, and discover some secrets about demons. ”

Charis's account of Donald's identity was something the two had discussed a long time ago.

Donald's identity is very special, he is not a Chosen One, the identity of the demigod inheritor Xia Ruisi may be acceptable, but this does not mean that these people in front of him can accept it, but this identity cannot be concealed, because as a non-believer, it is impossible to get a response from any god.

Rather than forcibly disguise, it is better to abandon the identities of the Chosen One and the Half-Inheritor from the outset, and participate in another identity that is more acceptable.

Believers are undoubtedly a good choice.

"The 'death' and power seizure of that friend you just spoke of ......"

Gui Lun was still immersed in the first news that Xia Ruisi said, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly asked.

"That's right, divine deprivation!"

His hands formed a magic seal in front of him, and he immediately stretched forward, and a fist-sized ball of pure white light surrounded by mysterious spells appeared in Xia Ruisi's palm.

"As far as I know, it shouldn't be possible for a demon contractor...... Because of the seal?"

Realizing what was in Xia Ruisi's hand, Gui Lun subconsciously wanted to say something, and halfway through speaking, he turned to other things.

What he wanted to say was actually that in the past, after the death of the Chosen One, the divinity would directly dissipate and return to the Origin, that is, the hands of the gods, just like after the death of the Demon Contractor, the demonic power they possessed would also return to the abyss instead of staying in place.

That is, it is a special curiosity such as the Domination of the Demon Book that can forcibly intercept it.

As for the so-called "seal", it naturally refers to the Imperial government's blockade of the starry sky.

Due to the existence of the seal, in order to break the seal, the gods were forced to choose devout believers and treat them as agents to step into the mortal world, but it is precisely because of the existence of the seal that once the Chosen One dies, it is becoming difficult for the divinity to immediately return to the origin of the gods, and it can be preserved by some special means.

That's all there is to it.

The real key lies in some of the weaker gods, such as the god of chanting, whose sect is not officially recognized at all, and naturally has few adherents.

Unlike the Righteous Sect, with millions of believers and a dedicated Inquisitor Division, the number of xenists who believe in the Chanting God is only in the double digits.

And the Chosen One is not something that can be cultivated by cultivation.

First of all, it must be extremely devout believers, and this first condition has to eliminate nearly 90% of people.

Secondly, she has to be a stranger, otherwise even if an ordinary person is firm in his faith, it is impossible to withstand the power of the gods, after all, the gods chose the believer to become the agent because they wanted her to investigate the seal, and the power given to her must not be less, otherwise she may fall if she is not careful.

The Chosen One of the Chanting God is the best example of this.

You must know that there are very few Chosen Ones that weak gods can cultivate.

Once dead, it undoubtedly means that if a suitable surrogate cannot be found in a short time, then the god will become a spectator.

Staying out of the way?

No!

In this struggle, doing nothing is tantamount to being slaughtered!

"Right now, it's not just us, as far as I know, the abyss has also noticed the seal in the starry sky, and they are doing the same thing as us, choosing the evil human beings in their hearts to sign a contract, trying to achieve some ulterior motives when chaos comes, demons, and also have their own sects......"

Speaking of which, the rest of the people in the living room could naturally think of what Xia Ruisi really wanted to express.

Once the power of the gods is seized by demons, and the abyss leads to the human world, although it is extremely difficult, there is no seal like the starry sky, it is always easier than the gods.

At that point, it will be difficult to say who will dominate the world!

Not to mention the makers of the seal, the Ryan Empire, since they dared to block the starry sky, how could they not have predicted the current situation.

What are they planning?

"The trumpet has been sounded. ”

Madame Red suddenly said in a deep voice,

"I can have a premonition that war is approaching!"

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