Liu Ci knew nothing about what was happening in the distant Moroch.

With the uncomfortable feeling of being watched, the crystal stone on his chest emitted a scorching temperature, and then Liu Ci found that the exploration and peeping that came from the end of the path of judgment disappeared.

At the same time, she could no longer sense the warmth of the crystal. Then a spiritual stone seems to be depleted of energy in an instant. Although the current atmosphere was tense and depressing, Liu Ci's heart warmed: she knew that the wolf god would not give her a crystal stone for no reason, it was a talisman, and he helped her once just now.

The sudden fluctuation of the water element on Liu Ci's body caused the priest of Moses to glance at her, but the fluctuation of the water element was only a moment, and the nervous priest of Moses couldn't help but wonder if he had a delusion. Soon, his attention returned to the path of judgment.

Edward, who was running wildly on the road of judgment, suddenly stopped.

As if realizing that his madness was of no avail, Edward stood as still as if he had just entered the path of judgment. He didn't move, the road to judgment seemed to be in a hurry, the mural accelerated and twisted, even to the point of being indistinct to the naked eye, and the blinding red light wrapped Edward's entire person into a red cocoon.

The red cocoon was shrinking and expanding, and Edward at the center of it was like being at the center of explosives, in danger of being blown to death at any moment.

"Merciful God......" Princess Hazel looked nervous, looked at the red cocoon, and couldn't help but start praying in a low voice. Her prayers are beautiful and rhythmic, yet with an undisguised trill. Although this iron-blooded princess firmly believes in the innocence of "Uncle Edward", she can't help but be deeply worried in her heart. Can the all-knowing God of Light really favor Uncle Edward? Princess Hazel is not sure, just like she was born a royal princess, some people are slaves from birth, the identities of the two can never be equal, the light of God shines in every corner of the continent, but true fairness cannot be realized.

If Liu Ci could spy on the voice of Her Royal Highness the princess at this time, he would definitely agree with it. But at this time, she couldn't separate a wisp of her mind to pay attention to others.

In fact, Edward Wren in the red cocoon has come to the most critical step!

After running wildly and not being able to reach the end of the road to judgment, Edward chose to stop. This does not mean that Edward has chosen to give up, on the contrary, his mind has gradually calmed down in the wild run. When calmness, or even indifference, returns, in his heart, the path of judgment can no longer tempt Edward.

The vague frescoes, the flickering red light, and the terrifying façade of the Path of Judgment belie its powerlessness against Edward. The Path of Judgment tries to lure him into memories again, and Edward does recall a number of "special memories", including a brief love affair he had in his life. Edward didn't feel anything to feel guilty about torturing his lover to death to gain the power of resentment. Some things have been done, and if he still remorseful and guilty, the fifteen-year-old boy would not have had the courage to leave Rennes Manor.

Yes, only what happened in Wren Manor was the only untouchable weakness in Edward's memory.

The indifferent Bishop Edward was gradually waking up, and the path of judgment that had run out of means subconsciously launched the final blow.

"Brother, it hurts so much......"

The soft blonde hair pressed against the boy's ears, and pain accumulated in his crystal clear eyes.

Anthony came from the flower-filled garden, the wind blowing through the hydrangea leaves, blowing the boy's soft blonde hair.

Edward couldn't help but hold his breath, and deep down he encouraged himself over and over again: reach out and straighten his brother's windswept hair. When he was young, he wanted to do this countless times, but he always gave up because of his hatred for his stepmother.

Just do it once.

Edward said silently to himself, stretching out his trembling arm, his fingers stroking the boy's blonde hair.

With such soft hair, it's like Anthony who is soft inside. Edward straightens the boy's hair, only to find that the boy's figure is fading.

The crystal clear eyes slowly closed, and the immature face was full of pain and attachment to loved ones.

The continent is so beautiful, but he has never had a chance to leave Rennes Manor. The mountains of the far west, the holy places of the far north, the sea of the south, the mysteries of the east...... All of them, Anthony, who died in his childhood, could no longer be seen, and seeing Anthony's figure about to disappear in front of him, Edward's indifferent heart swelled with a trace of unwillingness.

He struggled to open his eyes, trying to see Anthony's blurred face, and suddenly, a flash of red light, and a sharp pain shot into Edward's eyes.

"Ah......h

Edward couldn't help but get down on one knee and look up to the sky and scream.

In contrast to his pain, the path of judgment that was shaking violently gradually calmed down, the red light faded, and the obsidian walls became normal again.

Edward's eyes were closed, and a beast's roar came out of his mouth.

"Uncle Edward!" Princess Hazel whispered, trying to awaken Edward in pain.

The priest of Moses sighed softly. There has never been a survivor on the path of judgment, and it seems that Edward will not be an exception. What a pity, a good bishop, who could have made a great contribution to the Holy See, now has to become a newborn wraith on the path of judgment!

Everyone present had their own mixed feelings, and Princess Hazel could not hide her deep sorrow, and Meimu even shed tears for it.

While Mr. Marquis sighed, he couldn't help but peek at Liu Ci...... Liu Ci had a frosty face, staring closely at Edward, who seemed to have been convicted of failure.

"God—he's on his feet!"

Priestess Bertha couldn't help but whisper.

The eyes of the crowd had never taken off Edward, who had fallen on the road to judgment, but stood up again at the exclamation of the priestess Bertha.

Edward's back straightened, not showing the slightest hint of the previous pain, and he walked forward step by step, slowly but firmly.

This time, the path of judgment did not stop him.

Everyone watched as Edward's back disappeared to the end of the dark path.

Princess Hézel wept with joy, but the three priests were speechless.

The marquis showed a villain's expression of triumph again, only Liu Ci remembered Edward's scream before, and thought in his heart.

The next thing could not be touched by Liu Ci as a person, and the priest of Moses left in a hurry with everyone. At the entrance of the monastery, there were black-clad monks waiting for them...... The monks had blinded several of them with memories of the path of judgment, which were still in the minds of the people, but they could no longer describe them in detail to the others.

I knew in my heart that everything had really happened, and it was like a dream.

Only Liu Ci, with the power of knowing the sea and Qinglian, still maintains a sober mind.

For unknown reasons, a few days later, the high priest of Moses came to the reception of the parish of Amster again.

Bishop Edward...... Blinded. ”

Liu Ci's conjecture came true, and Bishop Edward, who survived the road of judgment, was convicted of some crime, but God robbed him of the light of his eyes—