Chapter 250: It's Still Resisting

The light of the goddess on Charles's body was magically connected to the three ornaments on the statue of the goddess, among which the short staff on the waist of the goddess of knowledge on the far right was the most intimate, and Charles was overjoyed and took out a short staff from his bosom.

This short staff is exactly the same as the staff on the waist of the goddess statue, with the same fine openwork pattern, and the same radiance of divinity, and Charles will feel breathless when he looks at it directly, but Charles can sense the ultimate essence of a trace of power from this divinity.

But when Charles looked directly at the short staff on the waist of the goddess statue in front of him, he felt that his heartbeat was about to stop, if it weren't for the blazing white light on Charles's body that had the same origin as it and was smoothly mixed together, Charles felt that he might be directly crushed by this divine power and become an idiot.

A fake is a fake, and it can't be faked, but Charles had already sensed it outside just now, and once the prayer ceremony was over, the coercion emitted by the two short rods would become very similar, which was also one of the confidence that he dared to come to the Dawn Sanctuary to fake it.

"Everything has an end, only knowledge is eternal!"

Charles recited a spiritual word softly, and the trembling staff on the waist of the goddess statue immediately became docile, like a little girl with infinite strength, who suddenly saw the handsome guy she had liked for a long time.

Charles was overjoyed, and stepped forward to grasp the short, quiet staff.

"Boom!"

Charles felt like he had suddenly fallen into an erupting crater, surrounded by a raging mass of magma, rubbing his body and caressing his mind, melting Charles into a state of "you have me, I have you".

"I knew it wasn't that simple!"

No matter how docile and quiet a girl is, she also has a romantic and fiery heart, and when she finds the right person to love, she will burst out with crazy enthusiasm and burn you directly into the ashes of love.

Charles endured a violent physical and mental shock, and according to the method in the stardust given to him by Her Majesty, he struggled to dissolve the "fire love" passed on the short staff, just like lifting the layers of restrictions on his girlfriend in order to achieve the goal of completely subduing her.

Her Majesty's method for Charles is very right, and the fiery and crazy short staff is slowly subdued by Charles, as if she has lost her own girl, and gradually hands herself over to her boyfriend.

Exhausted by all his might, Charles finally pulled the staff from the waist of the statue and inserted the fake into her waist.

But just as Charles was overjoyed that the mission was about to be completed, the short staff in his hand suddenly trembled again, and the intensity was so intense that Charles almost couldn't hold it.

"Buzz!"

A light the thickness of chopsticks suddenly pierced through the vortex above the sky and struck the short staff in Charles's hand.

Although this light may seem small, it is far purer and more condensed than the light of the charr's gods, and the power and coercion contained in it far exceed the light that appeared in the prayer ceremony just now.

When the tiny light hits the staff, it is like a torrent of rain on the dry sand, and it is silently absorbed by the staff, but some of it burrows into Charles's body along the staff.

There was a "boom" in Charles's mind, and he felt that a train was running towards him, and it was the high-speed rail Harmony with a speed of 400 miles!

The condensed pure light entered Charles's body, but it turned into a torrent of light power, and in an instant, it wanted to blow up Charles's whole person.

Along with the power of light invading Charles's body, there were countless chaotic fragments of consciousness, which formed a torrent of consciousness that violently impacted Charles's mind.

She is no stranger to this kind of consciousness shock, and Her Majesty once used a mountain of consciousness stardust to confront herself.

Charles easily sacrificed the good memories of his past life and blocked this fierce torrent of consciousness, but those blazing and condensed light power Charles couldn't resist it.

Charles watched as his body was swollen into a dazzling cocoon of light by the constant influx of light, and with the intense pain, he quickly lost control of his body.

"Am I going to die here? I'm going to die......... what will 'she' do?"

Thinking of the consequences of this failed mission, Charles didn't seem to even feel pain, only deep sadness and unwillingness.

But the moment Charles thought of "her", there was a change in the dark night on his face, and the wisp of consciousness left by Her Majesty suddenly came to life, slightly interfering with the power of light in Charles's body.

A slight fluctuation was formed in the power of light, slowly gathering into a point of light, at first it was ordinary and no different from the light power around it, but after a while, it became brighter and brighter.

The surrounding light seemed to hear the call of the master, and rushed towards this point of light, squeezing into it desperately, and later, even the torrent composed of those fragments of consciousness poured into this point of light like moths to fire.

The small point of light is like a black hole, no matter how much light power is invested, it will be swallowed up and disappear, but its volume has not increased by half a point, but the brightness is getting higher and higher.

Charles gradually regained control of his body, and his mental consciousness became active, and they naturally fought back, following the short staff in his hand into the tiny light that connected to the sky, and reversed the invading upwards.

Charles' consciousness was like that at the underground altar of the Moorish Church, and the tiny light pierced through the space, and he saw a starry sky that he had never seen before.

In the endless darkness, there are sparse stars twinkling, some large and some small, some dark and some bright, and what Charr's consciousness is facing is a large dim star.

This stardust was really big, bigger than the two nearby stardusts, but it was also really dark, and under the suppression of the light of the two nearby stardusts, it looked like a dying man was stubbornly gasping.

And the light the thickness of chopsticks that guided Charles's consciousness to this place was connected to this dim star, and the condensed power of light was continuously transmitted to the short staff.

Suddenly, a star in the distance suddenly shone brightly, as bright as a small sun in a few breaths, and the dazzling light pierced through an unknown distance, stabbing towards the dim star in front of Charles's eyes.

The dim star immediately stopped condensing the power of light, and the light of the thickness of the chopsticks was interrupted in an instant, and Charles's consciousness also dissipated, and at the last moment before dissipating, Charles saw that the dazzling light pierced the dim star, stirring up a large area of brilliant waves.

"It's not dead, she's still resisting!"

Charr's consciousness returned to his true form, and he found that all the light in the Sanctuary of Dawn was gone, even the light of the gods on his body.

But there was an extra stardust in his body, and a short, well-behaved and docile staff in his arms.

Charles knelt on the ground with his eyes closed and was silent for a moment, then got up and turned his head to look at the excited believers and priests around him, and said softly: "The gods will never abandon her people, the gods, will never fail the loyalty of her dependents. ”