After Gail's persuasion, the priest temporarily stopped using self-harm to suppress the flames, but he was reluctant to light the fire again due to Fried's influence.

"You have been deceived by that woman, if you let the world continue to be corrupt, everything will be irreparable!" Gail roared angrily at the priest.

"......" Father Priest bowed his head in silence, his conflicting thoughts irritating him, his sharp nails scraping a burst of dandruff on his head, and a look of confusion and confusion on his hairy face.

Zhang Lin looked at the secret room, and a half-human, half-snake female statue in the shrine behind the priest caught his attention.

From the torn cloth, you can see a somewhat charred face inside, which looks like it is just a sleeping woman, and the snake tail under the woman is just a fake object wrapped in snake skin on a wooden cylinder, which seems to have some unclear meaning.

Returning to the priest's side again, Gail was still persuading the other party, although with little success, but it was clear that the priest had begun to be moved, and slowly began to respond to the old knight.

"Where's that rondaul nun, where did Fried go?" Zhang Lin pulled Laguerre, motioned for him not to speak, and looked at the priest with some confusion.

The priest was silent again for a moment before he spoke, "She was out for a while before you arrived......

On the wall of the hall there was a metal ladder leading to the attic, and after meeting the priest, the little girl climbed up the ladder and returned to her own studio, where she probably felt the most comfortable.

At this time, Fried appeared in the library at the bottom of the mountain, and I don't know when she passed by Zhang Lin and they didn't find out.

Vihle's body was deliberately placed by Zhang Lin to rest against the wall.

"You have failed what I expected of you, Vihle." Fried's lips twitched slightly, looking at the knight who had sworn allegiance to her.

She reached out to lift Vihle's body, but then withdrew her hand, a hint of loneliness in her eyes, and walked out the door on the cold ground.

"Londaul ......"

Fingers run over the back of the scythe, a symbol of homesickness in the world, a weapon she acquired after she left her hometown, and she no longer uses the swordsmanship she used to use in the past.

Things have changed, things have never changed, and in such a terrible world, it is the norm to constantly witness death.

The three sisters were once faithful followers of the White Religion, believing that spreading fire could bring hope to people, but no matter how they spread it, the flame did not grow stronger.

When the curse of the undead began to spread, the world began to hunt, imprison, and exile the undead, and the old and useless undead were banished to Longor, and some of the undead were used as spare firewood to fill the flames.

In the darkness, the three sisters were cursed with the undead, which once made them lose hope of survival, and they had to continue to evade hunting and hunting, until a large number of undead in Longorr were able to maintain their sanity after being shrouded in darkness, and this dark country of wandering spirits began to be known by more and more people who had forgotten its original name.

In this land of exile for the undead, the three sisters encountered Cass, the serpent of the world, who appeared in the darkness.

When people are abandoned, and their past beliefs cannot save them, they are willing to give everything if there is a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.

So three rescuers appeared, and the three sisters, under the guidance of Cass, established the Black Church in Longor, in the name of the daughter of the serpent of the world, and began to preach to the undead that the immortal geist is the true human mind.

As the eldest daughter, she mastered excellent swordsmanship in constant battles, and began to protect her sisters and hometown with the sword in her hand, while Yulia, who had a brilliant mind, began to plot to usurp the flames while growing the church and following the teachings of Cass; As for Lilian, the most magically gifted, she began to tell the cultists about the miracles of darkness.

However, usurping fire is not easier than extinguishing fire, so, before finding an opportunity to usurp fire, Longdaul, under the leadership of the three sisters, changed his strategy, ostensibly began to support the fire, and then joined the team of the fire to slowly find someone with the potential to become the king of the spirits.

However, it was not until she, as the eldest daughter, threw herself into the flames as firewood to protect her two younger sisters, that this plan was unsuccessful.

When Fried threw herself into the furnace, she doubted that she was right to pass the fire, and that her sacrifice might be able to give her sisters hope.

But when she awoke again, she finally found that Cass's prediction was correct, no matter how she spread the fire, the flames would be extinguished, and the world would eventually fall into darkness, and the King of the Spirits, born from the ashes, would bring fire to the undead, and it would be a world that belonged to humans, not gods.

"Yulia, you're going to make it."

The cold wind raged around her, and large snowflakes fell on Fried's body, and the chill enveloped her.

Knowing that she could not become the King of the Spirits, Fried had to make one last contribution to her sisters, which was to bury the fire that Gwen had apparently set aside to deal with the extinguishing of the flames forever.

When this cold world also falls into darkness, then she will also sleep with this world, which is already the best place for her. To be able to see Yulia again while she was still conscious, knowing how much effort she had put into this project, she had nothing left to be nostalgic about, and when the flames were extinguished, the world that belonged to the geist would come.

As long as her two younger sisters can live, she will be nothing even if she gives everything.

Walking down the snow-covered mountain path to the church at the top of the hill, the piles of corpse flies in the basement did not hinder her, and she knew from the corpses that had been scraped by the same kind that someone had returned to the church with the girl in the world in the painting.

The slave knight had already been injured by Vihel, so Vihel must not have died at the hands of Gael, it is very likely that he had hired helpers.

Walking up the spiral staircase, the priest in the chapel's chamber could no longer hear the sound of the priest whipping herself, and as she approached, she could feel the suppressed flames begin to move.

She does not allow anyone to light the flame of this world, which needs to be forgotten.

As she walked out of the side door of the church, Fred saw a man standing at the door of the church with the great sword that belonged to her.

Barefoot made no sound on the ground, and her scythe was lifted diagonally behind her, and her figure began to disappear from the air.

You will never be allowed to stop me!