The blazing light fell from the sky, dazzling Charles's eyes, and without hesitation, he immediately turned and fell to his knees on one knee, and with his back to the light, he protected little Olive in his arms.

The light flooded the white-robed man, and then the tide fluctuated like a tide, instantly overflowing the entire square, and then continuing to spread to the surrounding streets and houses.

"Ah......h

"Whew......"

All those who were contaminated by the light fell to the ground weakly, holding their heads and screaming in pain, and their whole bodies trembled like chaff, until they became incontinent and suffocated from shock.

The Charles were not spared.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar resounded in Charles's mind, and the intense pain and concussion instantly made him dizzy and fell to the ground.

After protecting Olive for the first time, Charles reached out to press the "Chevalier Fall" on his chest to his chest and summoned the dark boss to save his life, but at this time he realized that his consciousness could no longer dominate his body, as if this body no longer belonged to him.

He lost direct control of his body.

"That's what it is...... Is it divine punishment?"

Charles felt regretful, he regretted why he didn't resolutely leave with Olive early, since Savile had already told him about "divine punishment", why didn't he believe it?

After all, he is a person of the 21st century, and he has seen too much of the gods who collect money in the name of the gods, and even if he comes into contact with extraordinary powers after coming to this world, he still lacks enough reverence for the gods.

"Curiosity kills cats, but cats have nine lives, how many do I have? How many does Olive have?"

After the explosion, the blazing white light immediately spread unhindered, seeping into Charles's mind and covering his consciousness.

After losing control of his limbs, Charles's mind was infected.

Frames of memory were searched out, enveloped, devoured, and purified by the blazing light.

Proence Dalart, a white-robed man waving his arms and shouting loudly on the scaffolding, was purified, like a sea of stars, the light of candles was purified, and the black-uniformed police patrol was purified.......

Even the image of the young knight with a crisp voice was shrouded in light and was about to turn into nothingness.

Charles could see her face clearly, with long straight brown blonde hair, royal blue almond eyes, a small, straight nose, and sexy and charming lips.

Seeing this beautiful face gradually fade by the light, Charles suddenly felt a little sad, he didn't know what the result would be in the end, maybe it was the loss of part of his memory, maybe the brain was damaged and he became an idiot, maybe it was ...... Reincarnation again.

"Why do beautiful memories always disappear?How many memories will I have left in the future?Will I still remember Mr. Kura?Will I still remember Aso......?"

“.........”

Charles's thoughts suddenly stalled, because the image of Mr. Kura appeared in his mind, and when those bright, indifferent lights were about to purify Mr. Kura, they did not dissolve at the touch like other pictures, but became extremely slow, that is, the indestructible purification light was blocked by Mr. Cang's picture. ”

"I ...... What's going on?"

Charles was really stunned, the kind of light that can erase memories and infect the soul is definitely a "fairy method", and now it is blocked by a picture of Mr. Cang wearing a sailor suit?

Of course, it is not completely blocked, and Mr. Cang's figure is also fading, but it is fading very slowly, and the part with the most concentrated power is actually the sailor suit.

"Hiss......"

Charles pondered and was terrified, could it be that the blazing light that could devour souls was a living emotion?

"No," Charles' mind was so clear at this critical juncture that he remembered the moment when he drove the Spear of Ancoral, the horrific temptation of depravity easily destroyed by the memories of his past life.

And when he advanced from the Wind Hunter to the Spirit Mark Hunter, the legendary inner demon didn't even finish the process of appearing, and was covered and formatted by the beautiful pictures of his previous life.

"It turns out that this is my golden finger!"

Charles quickly made a judgment that it should not be Mr. Kura-sensei who was blocking the purifying light, but the thing that did not exist in this world - the sailor suit.

Charles's thoughts flew, and a large number of things appeared out of thin air around Mr. Kura, the cute Doraemon doll was lying on the wide waterbed, and Mr. Kura was holding his mobile phone to take a selfie with his beloved doll, and the waterbed gently rippled with Mr. Kura's posture.

Looking out through the clear window, you can see a vibrant garden, and it is the season when the beautiful cherry blossoms are flying, and the fluttering petals look so poignant.

As the whole picture was perfected, the light that could devour the soul memory could no longer move forward, and Charles's mind no longer had the slightest purifying light, and his memory remained.

"Chrétien Augustus?"

Charles silently read the name in his mind, the name of the white-robed man who asked everyone to remember his name, "Proance Dalart".

He managed to memorize the name.

Charles tried to move his fingers, realizing that he had regained control of his body, and he quietly turned his head to look into the center of the square.

The statue of the Virgin de Lereal was intact, but the scaffolding next to it was missing, and the rest of the square was full of people, but the small area was clean and devoid.

The blazing beam of light fell from the sky and smashed squarely into the position of the scaffolding, and it is estimated that the small group of people is very lucky.

Charles hugged his sister in his arms, sensing her heartbeat, her breathing, and the temperature of her skin.

Everything was normal, and it was as if Olive was asleep.

Charles quietly stretched out his finger and touched Lola next to him.

Well, the snort is normal, the heartbeat is ...... Normal, reach into your arms, the tentacles are slippery, the temperature is slightly lower, and you need to hug ......

"Hug your sister!"

Charles closed his eyes and didn't look around, although the terrifying purifying white light was gradually fading, but the hundreds of people in the square were lying still, who knew if there was any unknown danger, and he still didn't behave too abnormally well at this time.

The late autumn night was so cold, and there was a cool silence in the silent square, and no one woke up except Charles.

"If this continues, who will be the first to wake up? Is it the most spiritually powerful transcendent? How will you face this scene after waking up?"

In the silence of the night, Charles thought a lot, judging from the physical condition of so many people around, "divine punishment" will not kill innocent spectators, but it will make corrections to people's brain consciousness, as for the extent of the correction, whether it is a fool or an idiot or a normal person, Charles is still uncertain.

"Dang!"

The faint sound of the bell rang in the boundless darkness of the night, and the invisible sound waves swept across the square, and the sleeping crowd shook en masse, looking like corpses.

"Hmm...... Charles, you ...... It's pressed against me!" Olive nudged Charles' broad chest, but didn't move.

"Praise the goddess", Charles quickly sat up, subconsciously drew a cross on his chest, and then froze his fingers.

It's really ironic!