"How... The legendary Abyss Ancient God, how could he have descended here......"

- uh... Ahhh

Solar, who was already seriously injured and weak, had just a question that came to his mind when his thoughts were interrupted by heart-rending pain.

With a clang, the Sun Sword in his hand fell to the ground again. The double erosion of the abyssal aura and the eclipse (Note 1) made him fall to his knees on the ground, gritting his teeth and humming, and the corners of his eyes cracked in pain.

Haha, haha, haha.....

Sweat was pouring down, his chest was wheezing like bellows, and strange black patterns emerged from his limbs and gradually spread to his head.

At the moment of crisis, Soral desperately recited the "Prayer for Light", "Quotations of the Sun" and other church scriptures full of love and light in his mind to drive away all kinds of blasphemous and dirty thoughts that came up.

But the power of evil erosion is too strong!

In the end, he couldn't suppress it, and directly urged the secret technique to burn a part of the source of life.

- "God, bless me!"

Turbulence!

After a short mantra, the pure flame of life resonated with the glimmer of light and divine power, and the power of the sun. For a moment, from the inside out, Solal's whole body shone with a white and dazzling light, and the whisper of the angel resounded in his ears, instantly expelling the evil forces such as the abyssal aura that had eroded him.

"It's good that it's just a projection of the ancient gods, otherwise... Forget it, it would be nice if I could keep doing this~" Feeling the surging light power inside and outside his body, he was a little silent.

Solal knew very well that this power was short-lived, lasting only half a watt hour at most (the timekeeping method of his plane, equivalent to fifteen minutes), and that this was his secret technique for pressing the bottom of the box: a secret technique used to fight evil until the end.

"Time is running out and I need to seek support. There is a priest in the village, Petty, and a mage of earth, Kelida, and I hope they can help me a little, hopefully..."

Suddenly ten years old, the short-haired gray Solar, surrounded by holy light, thought of picking up the big sword, turning into a cloud of light and flying towards the center of the village.

.......

"Hehe, Qiuqiu, why are you asleep?" Xiao Xili, who has black hair and two ponytails, saw Diggie close her eyes on the grass after eating the piece of meat, and said with some complaints: "Xili doesn't sleep now, isn't it well-behaved?"

She said this, but did not disturb its sleep, and Xili just gently took Diggie in her arms and went out to the small square.

"So happy.... We'll be together forever soon. ”

Along the way, she didn't go to the abandoned small square alone. The village chief, the stocky middle-aged man, the husband and wife in the blacksmith's workshop, the fat woman, the patrol, everyone in every household was heading to the same place.

In a moment, the villagers of the entire Dai Village were like walking corpses, and they gathered in the open space of the small square, waiting for something.

"Uncles and aunts, hello ~ hee hee ~ " Xiao Xili wore a little black dress and black leather boots, and walked slowly to greet them. With a smile on his face, he walked into the path they had voluntarily vacated.

Dropping Diggie in front of the improvised cross, and then with her little hand outstretched, Shirley chanted an ancient incantation in a serious childish voice:

"The great ancient god of Naia, humbled by your power, Edward Shiri, prayed for rebirth in the abyss of truth-seeking as you guided...... May the will of the chaos of the abyss spread around every corner. ”

In the midst of the lengthy spell, the entire clearing underwent astonishing changes.

On the scorched black and mottled ground, a huge purple-black magic circle appeared out of thin air that enveloped the entire field. The patterns on the circle were so strange and complex, and the purple-black light of the demon was flowing like fire in the middle of it.

Blasphemous words quietly linger around, despair speaks of pleasure, and pain is the melody of sublimation.

The thick and tumbling black fog wrapped the small square tightly.

The villagers who stood in a neat position let out a terrible roar one by one. The clothes were torn, the facial features were torn, the flesh and blood were opened, and countless wriggling fleshy tentacles grew out of the body, turning into inhuman monsters. These disgusting and slippery monsters, after the transformation, lined up one by one and walked to Diggie in front of the cross.

Among them, the fat woman turned into a monster, holding the ugly iron rod in her hand, placed it beside Diggie. The tentacles on his body extended and twisted into a huge blood-red machete, and he raised his head in ......

Boom, boom!

The monster that the villager who walked in front turned into was cut off by it.

Its tentacle-covered body was still wriggling unwillingly on top of Diggie and the iron rod, and the viscous black blood was splattered everywhere. But soon, under the power of the circle, they stopped moving and merged into Diggie and the iron rod, leaving only a wail of pain.

....... There were one, there were two, one after another, and the executioner's machete was constantly busy, and soon it became wet.

On the other side, the Sun Knight Solal flew for a moment, and saw the ritual under the churning black fog in the small square from a distance.

Damn! He looked at the heinous evil atrocity, and noticed little Shiri by the cross. With a tight heart, he hurriedly rushed to the doored earthen house next to the small square.

Knock knock, knock knock.....

As soon as he approached, he heard a knock on the door from inside, and his heart was relieved for a moment, and he didn't even think about splitting the wooden door with a sword.

Debris flew and an old man in a robe behind the door dragged his rotting body, and his chapped and shriveled lips opened slightly when he saw him: "Help me..... Help me....."

"Master Kelida, Master Kelida, what's wrong with you?!" Seeing this, Solal hurriedly stepped forward to help him and released a healing prayer to him - "The sun will warm us!"

Warm dots of light flew out of his palms and merged into Master Kelida's body, causing his face to flush. And he had the strength to raise his cloudy and yellow eyes, grabbed his hand and said, "Little.... Be careful, Petty!"

"Pette, what's wrong with her? What's going on? Isn't she the Light Priest sent by the coalition to purify your abyssal aura? she...."

- BOOM! Kellida blew up!

Solar, who asked like a machine gun, was covered in the flesh and blood that suddenly exploded in Kelida, and his face was gloomy and terrible in the rain of blood that fell.

Because the moment Kelida blew himself up, there was an extremely evil mental hint that flew into his body. If he hadn't been in the state of a light body inspired by secret arts, he might have been defiled and turned into a minions of the abyss on the spot.

"May the Light be with you, Holy Light bless. He drew a cross on his right hand, heartily giving his last blessing to the venerable mage, and saw a yellowed diary falling from his shattered corpse.

Pick up and flip open:

'The first day of the fourth month, 9975 in the holy Yao calendar: Xili was so scared that everyone in the village seemed to be sick. Something strange has grown, and I wonder if Xili will do the same. ’

"This is Xili's diary, which says that it is a sign of abyssalization, but how is the time the day after I left? No, abyssalization is manifested after seven days!"

'April 3rd, 9975 in the Holy Glory Calendar: What happened to Sister Petty? How did Uncle Monry agree to let the village chief's grandfather tie Uncle Hank to the cross and burn him to death? ’

The green tendons on the back of his hand bulged, and he continued to scroll down one after another:

'April 3: One after another, Aunt Mamu and Sister Asami, Brother Ji, they were all burned to death by the village chief. Isn't it a bad boy if she secretly didn't pray today?'

......

'April 5th: Dad tied up his headscarf and told me to hide behind the door and under the bed, what was the reason? Ma Ma also suddenly cut off three fingers, and scared Xili to death. It should be painful. ’

'April 7th: Xili went to Mr. Oren's to listen to the story, and he asked me to give him the diary tomorrow for safekeeping..... Why? Everybody's getting weird lately. ’

'April 9: ......' Suddenly, Soral stared as he quickly flipped to the last page.

Because this page is different from the way of diary recording above (Xi Li uses drawing patterns, etc., instead of words that can't be written, or indicating the events of the day), the way of recording here is actually beautiful and clear font!

- This wasn't written by Shirley!

As soon as the idea came to him, he quickly looked down, and the text full of parody reads: 'Xili is so scared, Xili has been caught. Shiri was tied to a wooden shelf. Xili misses her mother, but her father and mother are knocked to the ground by the bad guys. There's a lot of blood, but Mom and Dad are okay...... Ah, Xili was burned to death. ’

"Ahh

Suddenly, a charming female voice came from behind the Sun Knight Solar. Let him immediately throw away the diary, urge the power of the sun, turn around and draw his sword and slash backwards in one go - "The sun guides me, evil is slashed!"