Chapter 291: The Note of the End
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He carefully grasped the small barrier in the flames, and bent down under Chen Jing's sleeping body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The firelight illuminated her pale side face, and Bai Shuo carefully stroked her fragile face like tissue paper, and wordlessly stretched out his palm.
Under the light of the fire, the invisible attraction spreads out from it, and under the light of the gray fire, everything in the world is reduced to pure black and white.
Chen Jingmo's body, which was about to shatter, slowly turned into scattered points of light, blending into the gray flames like a stream.
In Bai Shuo's palm, a sleeping silhouette seemed to appear in that small world, floating in the gray mist, looming.
Bai Shuo looked at the silhouette and smiled helplessly: "Rest for a while, I will let you wake up and start again." β
On the small barrier, the gray flames danced silently under the oppression of the whole world, and seemed to be about to be extinguished.
If this state of embodiment is forcibly maintained, I am afraid that it will only take more than ten minutes for this nascent space to be shattered by the tremendous pressure of this world.
For what should not exist, the pervasive repressive force will completely annihilate it in various ways in order to maintain the balance of the whole world.
It's like the intruders who escalated after the Holy Grail War got out of control, from Shirou Emiya, who was in the state of an avenger with the Holy Grail at the beginning, to the complete version later; Later, Gawain, who held the sword of reincarnation victory, appeared on the stage, all in order to end the world that was out of order.
Not only that, but the unexpected speed of the Templar Church's reaction may also have a shadow of restraining - from the initial Surrogate troops, to the burial authority of Hiyer, and later to the entry of Merry-Solomon among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles; There is also the appearance of Gaia's weapon: the 'Primate Killer'.
There is a shadow of restraining in all these things.
The target is, of course, the reincarnators and heroic spirits who let all this get out of control.
"Cut, that's an annoying thing." Bai Shuo held the 'Sleeping Soil' formed by the 'Hell Dao' in his hand, and sneered: "If you want to repel it, try to destroy me first." β
He raised his right hand holding the gray flame and slowly covered his face, and the spherical barrier slowly and easily merged into his eyeballs.
Bai Shuo's skin trembled, his muscles bulged, and in the end, his whole body was soaked in just a few seconds.
When his palm was lowered again, his entire right eye had turned into a dead gray, and the gray flames wrapped around the barrier had turned into looming runes that swirled in his pupils.
Faced with the pressure of restraining force, Bai Shuo forcibly incorporated the 'Hell Dao' into his own enchantment and turned it into a part of the entire temple.
The feeling of using his entire body to fight against the oppression of the world made Bai Shuo's newborn body feel a burden that could not be ignored for the first time.
However, this indescribable burden made Bai Shuo feel at ease for a while.
It was so good that Uncle Xu chose that name back then, no matter what time it was, as long as there was hope, it was a good thing.
Bai Shuo felt that there was nothing better than hope.
"It's time to put an end to this farce of fateful night."
Bai Shuo slowly raised his head and looked at the red-hot moonlight in the sky. On his wrist, a watch between the virtual and the real displays immutable numbers.
"Mystic Side Reincarnation: Changes in Baishuo's data, re-evaluation results ......"
"Five stars!"
In the midst of her drowsiness, Ottoria felt a vague figure appear in front of her.
She tried to keep her eyes open, but she couldn't see who it was, and the power of the demon bladder had just gathered and dissipated.
"Don't force it." Bai Shuo bent down and tended to her wound, his fingers sliding over the blood-stained skin, finally closing the huge wound.
After taking out the bandage and carefully treating her wounds, he raised his head to look at Ottoria's pale face: "Do you know why you can't win the battle?" β
ββ¦β¦ Captain? β
She finally made out the shadow in front of her, her pale face was lowered, and she didn't know what to say, maybe she was waiting for Bai Shuo's reprimand.
"You picked the wrong person...... Bai Shuo sighed helplessly: "Three-star vs. five-star, it's a miracle that you didn't die." β
"Do I get hurt every time I'm not there? It's not so hard to prove your role, is it? β
He took out a few red bottles left in the space, although these healing potions exchanged from the main god could not be used in battle, they had a good effect on recovery after battle.
Of course, it is impossible to expect that human life can be as good as a blood tank, and it is impossible to fill it all at once. This is just the most basic red bottle, and it's not a high-level prop that needs an A-level plot card to redeem the fairy beans that get up again when you eat one.
"Come, open your mouth." Bai Shuo carefully poured the potion in the bottle into her mouth, and looked at her pale face with a trace of blood: "Silence and justice have already given me a headache to death, and if you die at this time, I will collapse." β
Ottoria's expression darkened, and she lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I'm ...... again"
"The eldest grandson said that, right? Excessive sense of responsibility is poison. β
Bai Shuo sighed: "Don't take everything on yourself, you are not omnipotent, and you are not a god." β
"You've done well enough." He gently picked up Ottoria's body: "Can you go?" Let's just be a spectator. β
"Yes." Ottoria looked a little uneasy and let go of the hand that was holding Bai Shuo's arm and followed Bai Shuo's side.
"Then remember to give me a round of applause."
Bai Shuo turned around and smiled.
Huge heavy trucks weighing more than thirty tons rampage through the rubble, crushing flames and smoke along the way, heading straight for the deepest part.
Inside the truck, the driver was a middle-aged priest with glasses.
With short blond hair, the middle-aged man looks like a bad party who specializes in bad things, but he has a cross necklace hanging from his chest. In the carriage there are two strings of noble and delicate rosaries.
Although the level of piety was only to sleep in a drawer, the man named 'Daun' was indeed a priest.
Originally, he was the director of the 6th Industrial Development Department of V&V, the elite of the elite, but he was recruited into the burial agency by the director of the burial agency, and since then he has been given the title of 'the lazy worm of the burial agency'. It can only be combined with another exorcist to be considered the sixth place in the burial mechanism.
In fact, he didn't have any knowledge of magic, abilities, or secrets, and all he needed to do was to transport his partner to the battlefield, and leave the rest to that one.
Only now, he is not transporting his partner, but the teenager sitting in the passenger seat.
The handsome-faced young man leaned back in his seat and pretended to sleep, he had not spoken for a long time, even if he broke into this battlefield of blood and fire, he was not moved.
The only characteristic is that in addition to Junxiu, he probably only has a lost left arm, right?
This is the disguise of the ancestor of the Dead Apostles named Plum Chain - Solomon, who enslaved the four demons and has the same name as King Solomon, who is said to enslave the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God, I don't know if it is a coincidence or other reasons.
Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes opened, and his mutilated left arm trembled with sudden pain.
"What's wrong? Excellency. Daun turned his head to look at his fellow vampire and exorcist.
"The Rat Emperor is gone." Solomon pondered with some confusion: "There are probably only a limited number of people who can kill it before I can react." It's troublesome to manifest again, but if you want to run into it anyway, you just need to kill it. β
Junxiu's face showed a cold look that didn't match it in the slightest, and he suddenly raised his head: "Stop, Dawn." β
Without hesitation, the heavy truck stopped in place after a flick.
"That's the end of your mission, just leave it."
He opened the door and said to Dawn. Then he jumped into the rubble.
Behind him, the huge headlights turned elsewhere as the truck twisted, finally disappearing into the distance with the roar of the engine.
After losing his left hand, some empty sleeves fluttered in the bloody wind.
He looked up at the glow of the Holy Grail in the distant sky, and for the first time he looked a little distracted.
It seems that unlike the "fake" recorded in the materials, although the treasure in front of me is not the one used by the gods, it is not at all as shallow as the church records.
Although it is somewhat similar to the first stage of sΓ©ance that he holds, the power of the Holy Grail is the magic that turns all miracles into reality.
For Solomon, the limits that require the consumption of mana to manifest do not exist for the almost infinite kind of magic at all.
It was only a moment later that he discovered the thick malice that was diffusing around the Holy Grail.
The ugly ** of human beings gave him a familiar feeling of vomiting again.
"Even such a masterpiece can be contaminated by human **, it's a disgusting biological ......"
With disdain and contempt, the Father of the Dead Apostles arrogantly gave a bird's-eye view of humanity without the slightest positive factor.
"It's a temporary partnership, but I don't want to start a common front with them at all." He looked at the scarlet moon in the sky with some wistfulness.
The voice that sounded in the memories countless times reappeared from the brain again: "Go to the game and the world, and ...... in the way you like"
The adult who has passed away still lives in his memory, and the time of countless years ago is as if it were yesterday in his memory.
"It's a beautiful moonlight......
In the depths of the ruins, there was a sudden sound of response, and after piercing the flames, the sound entered his ears.
"yes, do you want tea?"
He lowered his head, looked beyond the flames and smoke, and saw two slowly approaching figures.
The man at the head had a frightening smile, and a gray flame burned in his right eye.
In an instant, Mei Lian decided that the man in the distance was a great enemy that could not be ignored.
"If you want tea, walk down the road for another hour." Bai Shuo stood on the road in front of him: "It's dangerous here, if you don't pay attention to it a little......"
Bai Shuo, who was attracted by the huge aura emitted by Mei Lian, said with a smile:
ββ¦β¦ It's going to die. β