Chapter Seventy-Six: The Siege of Mither
Jin Li glanced at the group of fools who were in a dazed mood behind him, and a sneer flashed in his deep eyes, stupid creatures have become so fragile and vulnerable in front of life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Lei Shengfu trembled, the hands that had slaughtered countless creatures could barely hold the purple-gold staff in his hands, and the purple robes on his body were wet with sweat that was constantly oozing, sticking to his thin body, looking extremely funny.
"Little ...... John?" Ford heard his own trembling voice, "he said...... But ......"
"Really!" Little John cried like a child with tears wetting his robe, "he can really make my sister sleep forever, even if she is old, until we find the strength to save her!"
"So...... Is it true?" said Ford, smiling, the majesty of the Sage vanished under the impact of gain and loss, and now he was not even as good as the ordinary old man in Cosmo City.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The joy was self-evident, turning into a huge thunder, which rumbled in the tavern, and the unstable room "clattered" and fell dust.
Jin Li, who was gradually moving away, paused for a moment, felt the joy from the heart, and frowned, "Perhaps, joy is also a very powerful force. β
When the news of the migration of tens of millions of people and the interception and killing reached this magnificent city, in just a few days, the prosperity quietly faded, and this "giant beast" known as the meat grinder was covered with a layer of quaint charm.
The bustling streets are deserted, the bustling bluestone pavement is only a few pieces of rubble, not even a wild dog can be seen, and on both sides of the road, the hollow shops are covered with dust and mixed with the light snow accumulated for several days, which is somewhat dirty.
In the eastern, northern, southern, and western districts, the houses destroyed by the war were even more dilapidated because they had lost their owners, and the walls on both sides were poured by the cold wind, and countless snowflakes poured in.
Perhaps, it would be more correct to say dilapidated.
Jin Li walked on the street, the sound of his feet hitting the bluestone slab was no longer clear, and every step was stepping on the thin snow, leaving one footprint after another.
One hundred and thirty-two steps, one hundred and fifty .6 meters!
Four hundred and eighty-seven steps, three hundred and eighty-nine .6 meters!
......
Ten years ago, Jin Li went from darkness to light, with a heart of resentment and hatred, vowing to tear all filth and hypocrisy to pieces, exposing a truly cruel world to every living being, watching them cry and plead, and go to complete destruction in the prayers of the gods.
Ten years later, Jin Li came again, this time, the mutilated soul accompanied the mutilated body, and with the confidence accumulated in ten years, he issued a final declaration of war against the gods who had been precipitated for ten thousand years on the throne of the gods.
So, let's start all over again.
Jin Li stopped, stood in front of the huge portal door, raised his head, and stared at the gorgeous relief in front of him.
The holy light shines on the earth, the pure angels fly, the white wings flutter, the white feathers fall, and God the Father comes from the light, kind and loving.
The believers knelt on the ground, folded their hands, whispered, prayed sincerely, and offered all their souls for the Father's providence.
The great abyss trembled, and viscous plasma sprayed, flowing along the ravines and the earth, corroding everything and bringing up a white mist, and it was a barren place, and ugly demons crawled out of the abyss, laughing unbridledly, and their eyes flashing red greedily stared greedily at the believers praying in the distance. Fear, death pervades the earth.
Believers cry out, God the Father is merciful, a divine light bursts from their fingertips, and scorching holy flames fall from the sky, purifying the world. The demon wails and is reduced to ashes.
"It hasn't changed once it happens. β
Jin Li said lightly, raised his hands, gently put them on the angel's huge **, and slowly pushed it.
"Squeak~"
Miser shuddered his eyelids, and as soon as his tired body was lifted and sat back down, it occurred to him that he was no longer the archbishop of this cathedral.
"Hello. β
The disciple Kusli turned his hands into ten and said to Jin Li, "May the Lord bless you." β
Jin Li was silent, his deep gaze swept over the cathedral that was still "bright", the god of light, Lorfando, still looked down on all beings with a hint of a smile, he nodded, walked straight past Kusli's side, and walked towards the old figure in the corner.
Ku Sili was stunned for a moment, looked at Jin Li's back, and stretched out his hand, wanting to remind the believer who had offended the light, but after thinking about it, he still put down his hand.
"May I sit down?"
Jin Li sat down beside Miser, carefully folded the pure white robe, put it to the side, turned his head, and asked.
As if he had not heard, Mises recited my Lord with peace of mind, and prayed the prayer which must be done every day.
"That's not the way to treat an old friend. Jin Li smiled, not caring about Miser's behavior.
"Praise be to my Lord, Thou art the one and the eternal, thy light shines upon the world, thy glory ......"
"Are you still praising that hypocritical deity?" Jin Li listened for a moment and asked, "Your Excellency, your wisdom is very disappointing. β
Miser raised the corner of his eyes, his cloudy gaze swept over Jin Li's face, unmoved, "May your kingdom live forever in the world, wash away the sinful souls, and lead us to the ideal kingdom, oh, praise my lord......"
"I don't think so, Your Excellency the Archbishop, why do you pretend to be so like, if you are really a fanatical believer in the Light, why do you fall into ......?"
"Silence!"
Under the statue, the new bishop Luo Feng drank heavily, the ripples of light spread from his body, and the mysterious veins flashed and fell on the lips of every chanting believer, and the prayers in the church suddenly stagnated, and only the cold wind whistling outside the window was quiet, revealing a trace of coldness.
"He's not as good as you. β
"Hey~" Miser sighed, staggered up, staggered past the other believers beside him, and slowly walked towards the small door on the side of the church.
The eyes in the church fell on him in an instant, and the eyes were full of strangeness, surprise, incomprehension, and even disdain.
Luo Feng pursed his lips, at this time he should reprimand loudly, reprimanding this guy who did not concentrate on serving my lord, but ...... Luo Feng shook his head, he gave up the decision to reprimand, coughed twice, and said, "Go on." β
One by one, the believers withdrew their gaze, calmed down, and silently recited the praise of the Lord, offering their devout faith to the Holy Light, our Lord, the God of Light, Loerfando.
Jin Li stood up, carefully avoiding the pious believers at his side, followed behind Miser, and walked towards the small door on the other side.
Outside the door, milky white light floated in the sky, wisps of light yarn like pure white, gently surrounding, gently touching, and then went away.
"You ......," Miser sat down, his old body making a crisp sound, "I shouldn't have come here." β
"There's nothing that shouldn't be, I'm going to come over, then I'm coming, how can it be anything that shouldn't be?"
"But, do you know how dangerous your situation is now? Do you know what you are facing now? Do you know what death is?" Miser looked at Jin Li as if he were his own grandson, and every wrinkle on his face carried a sourness.
"I know. Jin Li said lightly, "So, do you know what day it is?"
Misher was stunned. "Today?" Shaking his head randomly, "I'm so old that I can't even remember what day it was." β
Jin Li raised his head and looked at Miser with a smile, but there was a deep mockery in that smile, "Godfall." β
God...... Fall...... Misher was stunned, looking at Jin Li blankly, the tiredness in his eyes gradually dissipated, revealing the confusion and doubts buried underneath.
"It's Godfall. Isn't it time to pay homage, why pray to your gods on such a day, when your gods weren't born yet, are they?"
"Yes, Godfall. Misher smiled bitterly, "I remember how you came to this cathedral ten years ago. Ten years in a flash, time is really fast. β
Misher patted the grass on the ground, a near-extinct presence in the Cosmo steppes, where it grew like crazy, "So, have you gone to pay homage? to your gods?"
"It doesn't matter. β
Misher shook her head, "Doesn't it matter? β
"In the nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-second year of the Age of Light, I came to this huge city. Miser raised his head, his cloudy gaze seemed to pass through the curtain of light in the sky, and saw the depressed street outside, "At that time, this place was so magnificent, so indestructible, so incomparable, and so full of life. β
"Seventy-eight years, from twenty to ninety-eight years old, from a one-day priest of light to a fifth-order saint, from a lowly missionary to an archbishop of a church, from one era to another, I have devoted almost all the enthusiasm I can to the city, and even to say that I am his son without any problem. β
"I love it, no one loves it more than I do, and I have spent twenty years writing down every place in this city, every tree, even every bluestone slab here, which is deeply imprinted with my footprints." β
"But I resent him!" Miser's expression was a little subtle, like a child who gets candy, wanting to eat but not being willing to eat, "I have been in this city all my life, I have never been out of that huge portal, I have spent a lot of time in the garrison, although their disdainful gaze has never been hidden, but I just want to see the vast grassland outside the city." β
Miser slowly raised his head and looked at the cold Jin Li, the young face and deep eyes were all under his somewhat envious gaze, "I want to thank you, do you know how happy I was in my heart when I chased you out of that door ten years ago, just like the cage was opened, the shackles on my body were removed, and my whole person was ......" Miser's eyes were bright and terrifying, "The whole person was transformed, broke into a butterfly, and made his own voice." β
"How happy I am. Miser sat on the grass with tears in his eyes, letting the tears fall, "How happy......"
The breeze caressed, and a phantus on the light mask gradually emerged, staring at Miese with blue eyes, and then the breeze skimmed, blowing up a few grasses, and falling on Miesser's body, and the natural and fresh breath suddenly wrapped the old man.
"Is this your god?" Jin Li half-squatted down, and white light crossed the white robe, purifying possible dirt, "Since it's so painful, why don't you give up? Why don't you go out? Outside that door, there is everything you want, why not?"
"I can't. Misher exhaled deeply, as if to spit out everything in his chest, "I am the guardian of this city, I am the spokesman of God in this city, I am the lord of Cosmo Cathedral......"
"You're not anymore!" Jin Li uncovered the scar without hesitation.
Miser froze, cold sweat brushing on, wetting the somewhat thin white missionary robes on his body, and he lowered his head to look at the obvious mark on his chest.
"Forget it, it's abandoned you. Jin Li's voice was as cold as ice, and he woke Misher from the weaving dream in one fell swoop, "You are just a dispensable preacher, this church, this city no longer needs your existence. β
Misher raised her head like a robot, as if there was a hole under her eye, draining all the turbidity away, leaving a hollow pupil, "Yes?"
"What do you think!" Jin Li stood up, his white robe fluttering like a butterfly, "You have long been abandoned, but you are still indulging in the past with ridiculous fantasies, don't you feel pathetic!"
Pierced in the wound, Miesser's expression was fierce in vain, "Why do you say that about me! You're just a wanderer with nothing!"
"But I have the heart. Jin Li's cold gaze flashed from Mithe's eyes, and the stabbing Mieser finally built up his anger shattered in an instant, he turned around, the white robe crossed a small arc, and a faint voice sounded low, "The second fool today!"
Idiot?
Miser looked to the left and right, the grass was quiet, as before, he remembered that he had planted it himself a long time ago, and now it had become so strange in an instant, and he looked before and behind him, at the glory of the majestic church giants guarding the light, where he had measured step by step, but now it had become so far away in an instant, and he looked up at the pure white canopy, the pearl which he had put back himself, and where he had broken his leg and shed a great pool of blood, and now he was ......
"What do you think I should do?" muttered to Misher as she looked at her azure pupils, tears streaming more and more, and more and more...... The more ......
The old man struggled to get up, took off the missionary's white robe with great difficulty, folded them neatly, placed them on the grass, and then laughed silently.
The withered hands were slowly raised, the right hand was unfolded, the five fingers were together, the middle finger touched the forehead, and the front chest, left shoulder socket, and right shoulder socket were crossed. The voice of the old man echoed in his heart, "By the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." Amen. β
The illusory throne appeared behind him, and Misher turned his head to look at the immaculate statue of the angel, grinning and crying.
Jin Li's departing figure slowly emerged, his deep eyes flashed, and he smiled and said to Miesher, "Welcome to your joining, my Legion Commander." (To be continued.) )