Chapter 728: The Angel and the Son of the Star
"If sacrificing your life alone can make this world the perfect place you dream of, are you willing to give it up, Lord Perenlius?"
"βIf it can really be achieved, I am willing to dedicate my life at any time!"
There was no hesitation in Pernlius's tone, and for a moment Arcais felt that the gaze of the Angel of Redemption seemed to pierce his soul, and a trace of shame grew in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look directly at the other party's gaze.
"But the Child of the Stars is not me! No one has the right to force someone else to sacrifice their lives to fulfill their wishes, I can't, neither can Ishtar, no one in this world is qualified to do that!
"But what if the power of the Children of the Stars can do it? You would be willing to watch hope close at hand and not touch it. Arcais sighed, and his tone began to soften.
Perenlius's wings stretched, "I will ask the Child of the Star to use her power to help the world, but I will never force it. β
After saying this, Poenlius flew into the sky like a flame that rose into the sky, and disappeared into the night sky in a blink of an eye like a red light, and the speed was so fast that neither the twin angels nor Arcais had the ability to catch up with this speed.
The last words of Perenlius came from his consciousness, and Arcais finally sighed deeply helplessly, the angel of redemption was still confused, although it seemed to be cold and ruthless, but deep down he never gave up his obsession.
Nolana walked over gently, "Lord Arcais, do you need to report this matter back?"
"Forget it~ It's not safe to send back news from the Holy Capital, this time I misjudged the mood of Lord Perenlius. It is fortunate that it is simply unwilling to help us and not hinder it. β
Arcais shook his head, and took one last look at the distant capital of Zegus, the strong abyssal power in the main altar of the demon was still permeating after being destroyed, and it was already raining in the sky at this moment, and the storm god Berhiss was purifying this area with divine power. Now is not the time to stay long.
The encounter between the messengers of the goddess Ishtar has ended in a helpless formββ
In the night sky, the red glow of Poenlius flew rapidly, after coming to the west of the continent, Poenlius spent most of his time walking in a human posture in this land that belonged to the other five gods, and he was a redeeming angel within the scope of the eastern Ishtar, but here he was only an enemy of the gods. But at this moment, Poenlius was full of thoughts, and he didn't want to think too much, and he just wanted to vent the resentment accumulated in his heart.
Finally, in a lush woodland on the border of the kingdom of Zegus, Pernlius descended like a meteor, the flames did not burn the ground, did not cause any harm to the woodland, but the plants flourished as if they had been nourished. It's just that under the pressure of being an angelic force, the beasts in the forest, even a small number of magical beasts, have moved away from Perenlius as quickly as possible, because they are instinctively sending out strong danger signals.
"Uh-huh-ah!!"
Born Lus floated in mid-air and let out a cry of rage, the shockwaves of fire sweeping across him like a storm.
Whether this would alarm the five supreme gods was no longer a concern, and in Perenlius's opinion, during the time he had been walking in the western part of the continent, the five supreme gods of the Holy Capital had acquiesced to his existence, and he was not a threat to the gods, nor was it a challenge to their faith on behalf of Ishtar.
vented the anger in his heart. Slowly, Purnelius descended, without the strength and majesty of the angel before. Now Perenlius looked like a mortal who had been frustrated and discouraged. No matter how great the power is, in the end, there is still nothing to do in the face of the whole world.
The voice that suddenly came into his head made Perenlius tense his nerves, even if he was irritable, even if he had a lot of thoughts, it didn't mean that he had relaxed his guard around him, but there were people who could completely ignore his own spiritual protection as an angel. Convey the voice directly into your head.
Turning around suddenly, the figure that caught his eye made Purnelius slightly stunned.
Like a fairy from nature, a girl with long brown hair and purple eyes is staring at her not far away, the girl's expression is lonely and sad like an abandoned child who has been cruelly abandoned by her mother, and the sad atmosphere that wraps around her even makes her feel a trace of heartache.
It's not spiritual magic, it's not spiritual temptation. Perenlius could feel that it was his heartfelt feelings.
Like a beautiful apparition, even though Perenlius used all his strength to find that he could not see through the girl's identity, she seemed to come from a realm that he had never seen before, and if anything, the girl's body exuded an aura that was very familiar to him, that of a god but not exactly the same.
"Son of the Starsββ" Instantly, Purenlius judged the identity of the girl.
The voice of the Child of the Star is so ethereal that it is impossible to tell where it is coming from.
The sword and shield in Poenlius' hand disappeared, and he stared at the son of the stars with pity and said lightly: "You shouldn't appear in front of my eyes easily, that will only put you in danger." β
"Yes. After a brief pause, Perenlius nodded.
The corners of the star's eyes were rosy, and he touched his tears, as if he had found a friend who could confide his heart, and said with joy, that look once again made Perenlius feel guilty, and it also made him even more determined to his obsession, if this world can't even accommodate an innocent child, then does this world have any point in continuing to exist!
"You are innocent, you have not done anything to hurt others, and no one in this world has the decision and the right to deprive you of your life~ No one has this qualification, not even a god!" Perenlius walked up to the Child of the Star and stroked the forehead of the Child of the Star, but only through an invisible apparition.
"Yes, I would like to shelter you, innocent child who bears the fate of the sacrifice, but I also want your help. β
Under the night sky, the angel and the son of the stars stood together, and the two were like lost people licking each other's wounds, attracting each other and longing for each other's salvation.
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As dawn dawned, the night faded away, and the warm sunlight poured down on the land again.
Elcid slowly opened his eyes, and the Capricorn Gold Saint Seiya, who came back to his senses, tried to sit up, but the wound on his body that had not yet fully healed was pulled, and the pain made Elcid fully conscious.
With the sunlight pouring in on the clean room, the faint smell of potions, the bandages wrapped around his body, and the lying of Alubioni and Caludia on the hospital bed beside him, it seemed that last night's nightmare was over.
"Please don't touch Mr. Elcid, your wounds are not yet fully healed. The maid who hurried in hurriedly calmed Elcid.
"Is this the temple of the god of the earth?"
The maid nodded and then motioned for Elcid to continue to lie down and recuperate, and soon under the handmaiden's message, Tokni, the holy warrior orc of the god of the earth, walked in first. Although he was also wrapped in bandages, Tokney was in good spirits, and it was obvious that his injuries had almost recovered, and Elcid was finally relieved to see Tokni's situation, and the orcs had almost sacrificed their lives to save themselves.
"How's your injury from the demon?"
Tokney casually found a chair and sat down: "It's almost good, the healing potion you gave me is really not a normal good one, and the wound will be completely healed in one night, but thanks to the protection of the god of the earth, that blow was fortunately partially resisted by the divine art, otherwise I might have died at that time." β
"Thank you for the rescue at that time, I owe you a favor. β
"I think I'm going to thank you, as a holy warrior, you are supposed to be at the forefront of the fight against demons, but you are involved in such a dangerous matter. β
The two thanked each other, and Elcid gave a rare smile.
"What about the priest of Bramy?"
"Don't worry, the chief priest of the God of Storms is full of vitality anytime and anywhere, but this time the chief priest uses too much divine power and his body is a little unbearable, but the God of Storm has already sent down a blessing, and the chief priest will be fine as long as he cultivates for a few days. β
Then the holy warrior Philin also came to the ward to visit several saints, at that time, if it was not for the salvation angel Poenlius to help, the group may have either died at the hands of the demon or died with the demon in the divine thunder of Berhis, Poenlius also left after sending everyone back to the ground, and now the holy capital is helping the kingdom of Zegus to deal with the follow-up. The destruction of the Demon Lord Altar was no small feat, and it meant that for at least a thousand years, the Suffering Lord Mosta would not be able to reach into the Lord Material Plane, and those of his followers would lose all their power as a result.
Elcid nodded, and now that the matter was finally over, it was time for his group to continue their long-delayed journey. (To be continued.) )