Volume II Lotus 172 . Inquisitor: Marcel (IV)
Xiu Zhe looked at Ophelia, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing quietly, and didn't know what to say, while Isadullah half-crouched beside Ophelia and whispered comfort.
As for the others, they didn't feel anything, and they didn't know Brian well, although they admired the old man for daring to stand up and burn the rest of his life to obtain the Book of Truth for the GBL Sect, but they only felt a little silence in their hearts.
After a while, Ophelia stood up, wiped away the tears on both sides of her cheeks, tied the necklace around her neck, which only the sect leader was qualified to wear, turned around and showed a reluctant smile, and said, "Everyone, please follow me, the Book of Truth needs to be answered for you in the special ashram room of the Library Pavilion, and only one by one can enter the ashram. ”
"We're not in a hurry, this big whale seems to be still in the extreme south, even if we know the answer we want to know, we can't go down from here, and the funeral of your former sect leader can be solved first." Barn and Forrest Gump exchanged glances and chuckled.
Xiu Zhe also shrugged when he saw Ophelia looking at him: "I think you should also adjust your state now, and you are not in a hurry." ”
Ophelia nodded when she heard the words of the main backbone: "The funeral of the former sect leader Brian does not need to be carried out in particular, each sect leader has already prepared the spirit card when he takes the throne, and it only needs to be placed in the memorial pavilion." In this way, tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, I will use the Book of Truth for you to solve your doubts. Is it convenient? ”
Albert and Kelly's eyes were a little ambiguous, and they looked at Yong Shili who had changed their faces, and snickered in their hearts that there was a good show to watch.
Xiu Zhe didn't pay attention to Yong Shili's eyes, he knew in his heart what kind of expression Yong Shili was now.
Seeing Ophelia's generous appearance, it was impossible to confess his heart to him, Xiu Zhe nodded and agreed, and left the room with Ophelia, but Yong Shili, who wanted to catch up and eavesdrop, was stopped by Forrest Gump.
"Are you so unconfident in yourself? You can't hold Xiu Zhe's heart in your own hands after accompanying Xiu Zhe from birth to death so many times, and you can conquer Xiu Zhe with one Ophelia? You're underestimating him and yourself too much. Forrest Gump smiled disdainfully and said.
Yong Shili gradually calmed down when she heard Forrest Gump's words, she did have a little gaffe, and took a few deep breaths of air to calm down the uneasiness in her heart.
Ophelia flipped through the Marcel diary that Brian had given her, and walked out of the library with Xiu Zhe to a small pavilion and sat on a stone bench.
The breeze blew on the two of them, and Ophelia's long red hair swayed slightly with the breeze, brushing a strand of disobedient hair behind her ears, Ophelia raised her head and looked at Xiu Zhe.
"Did Uncle Marcel say anything?"
Xiu Zhe shrugged and said: "He didn't have any last words, the black nightmare that plagued the Arad continent also appeared on Marcel, that thing squeezed Marcel's body into a human dry, when I found and solved the black nightmare, Marcel only had one bone left, by the way, your forbidden art is out-of-body, but why does Marcel have a real body?" ”
Ophelia sighed and handed Marcel's diary to Xiu Zhe, "Take a look." ”
Xiu Zhe took the diary and looked at it intently:
'Most GBL believers don't know about the secret group, bloody purge. In fact, it was only when I was secretly appointed head of this group today that I first learned of its existence......
The purpose of this group is simple: to hide in the darkness and secretly execute those who have betrayed our religion or violated our teachings...'
'Under the spiritual attack of Lotus, we and other GBL believers have no chance to resist, so we can only bend our knees and pray...'
'I... Although he is unwilling to see the legacy that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the legacy that originated in Lylis Begulance is silently destroyed, but there is nothing he can do... However, today will not be the death day of the GBL Sect, because there is the forbidden spell document that was only inherited from the Blood Purification Leader and the GBL Sect Master... That's right! Rather than fighting Rotes and dying uselessly, selling your soul to the demons is the long-term solution. One day, I will be able to defeat Lotus and rebuild the glory of the GBL Church...'
I may not be able to continue this journal anymore, but my undying resentment will be the lifeblood that connects the history of the GBL Church. One day, someone will emerge to rediscover the glory of the GBL Church. For the sake of this future, I leave my traces throughout the temple. ’
'My suspicion that Lotus' psychic attack could not enter the belly of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth was confirmed. Now my original body is broken, but I borrowed the body of a believer to be reborn. ’
'I have lost my body, but the flame of hope is already burning in my soul!' My revenge plan has also begun... (This body doesn't need to be bound to sleep and other circadian rhythms, which is really unexpected.) )’
Even under the control of the spirit of Lotus, they are still my important companions. Now, however, their numbers are decreasing..'
This is not a natural death. Presumably some powerful group has come to the back of the Heavenly Veil Behemoth... It's a blessing for me. The followers who died under their hands will thus be freed from spiritual domination, and I will be able to resurrect them. If this continues, it is only a matter of time before a complete temple is built here. The moment of revenge is approaching little by little! ’
My flesh is constantly rotting, and my memories are slowly dying away. This is the punishment given to me by the forbidden spell. But in the crevices of the vanishing memories are filled with hatred for the demon that destroyed my GBL Sect, Lotus.. If anyone could have read this diary, I would have been a prisoner of hatred. Even so, it doesn't matter! As long as I can do it myself.. If you tear Lotus to shreds with your own hands.. I am willing to give my soul! ’
The diary ended here, Xiu Zhe closed the notebook and sighed lightly and looked at Ophelia, who also had a complicated expression, and said: "The Marcel we saw should have been affected by the black nightmare and finally lost his mind, but it is not ruled out that he became so crazy without the goal of revenge, but in any case, he is already dead, and with his death, a large number of the souls of the cultists who were resurrected by him also returned to where they should have been." ”
"Thank you.." Ophelia said softly, but Xiu Zhe only waved his hand and said, "The price paid for saving a thousand disciples is to kill nine hundred and ninety-nine disciples, there is no need to say thank you to an executioner like me." ”