Located in the center of the complex, the Meditation Tower stands tall and towers into the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Looking far away, almost touching the sky, this is the mentality of people - the closer you are to the sky, the more clearly you can hear the voice from heaven.

Not only the meditation tower, but also the main hall of light has a lot of different places from the rest of the temples, you can clearly see from the sky that the outermost hall is definitely not a chapel used to receive believers to pray, the common baptismal hall, chapel, sanctuary, Beyond the altar and the dwellings of the clergy, there were many unnamed halls, silent and solemn, bright and sacred, faintly exuding a hint of danger, as if these were not ordinary buildings, but living monsters, waiting for the people to burrow into their mouths.

It's a huge mountain, and there's no one there!

Although the main hall of light was brightly lit, it was silent,

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

"What the hell is this old god stick!" Cheton muttered.

"He must be waiting for us," Scott snorted, "let's go down!"

The crowd slowly approached, and when they came to a distance of forty feet, there was a buzz in the air, and several vague figures appeared.

They appeared so suddenly, like faces that suddenly appeared before their eyes after the fog had been blown away—equally startling whether they were familiar or not.

The crowd didn't even have time to make out the details before they hurriedly retreated, but as soon as they retreated, the surrounding environment changed.

The flames spread to all the surrounding trees. The stout trees were directly blown off by the impact of the explosion and fell down with a bang. Sputter its large red sparks. A choking white smoke began to fill the air. The grass and shrubs on the ground quickly turned green, turned brown, and finally curled into black charcoal. Waves of heat spread in all directions.

Four crimson flames arced across a range of tens of meters around Chiton. For a moment, Cheton only felt that all the spaces in the sky and on the ground were surrounded by crimson flames, and he was completely immersed in a sea of fire. A violent explosion squeezed his body in all directions, and the scorching heat vaporized his body's defensive skin almost instantly.

"Ahh

He opened his mouth and yelled in pain, but he couldn't hear anything. His eyes were quickly blackened by the intense flames. The ears and nose were blown out. Only a blur of flesh remained.

Unbeknownst to most people, Cheton was extremely afraid of fire due to his early experiences, and this sudden fire suddenly made him fall into despair.

Stormian appears in a dark space.

There was not a glimmer of light, nothing could be seen at all, and he could not see his own palm when he reached out.

Not only darkness, but also indescribable loneliness and a bone-chilling chill surrounded him, and what he smelled in his nose was also the familiar smell of rotten leaves, he froze for a while, his body began to tremble slightly, and his ears seemed to sound the cold voice of his stepmother again: "Stay inside." ”

"Bang"

There was the sound of the planks slamming shut.

Me, back in that cellar at home?

Born into a family of ordinary fishermen, his mother died of illness when he was a child, and his father remarried another wife, and like most stepmothers in the world, he was very bad for her husband's children, and often beat and scolded him, even when Stormian's father was there. And when Stomian's father went out to sea to fish, it was the day of Stommian's suffering.

Stomian's presence is obviously an eyesore, so if he is not careful, he will be locked up in the cellar where the vegetables are stored at home.

This led him to go to sea with his father at the age of twelve.

If it weren't for the awakening of his talent as a magician, I am afraid that such treatment would only last throughout his youth.

However, the long-term damp, cold, and lonely environment caused Stormian to suffer from illness before he became a saint.

Also, many people wonder why Stomian has a little girl with him all the year round, some people think that it is his junior or disciple, but in fact, only he knows that this little girl not only has no blood or master-apprentice relationship with him, but is not even a professional.

As for taking this little girl, the real reason is that Stormian is too afraid of being alone, and when he arrives in a place where no one else exists, even as a saint, he will still have a feeling of fear.

And now, once again surrounded by the shadow of his childhood, Stormian couldn't help but close his eyes and shiver.

..................

Chris opened his eyes, for the white light in front of him was too dazzling.

He was in the air, but the scene was no longer the Holy Mountain of Light, but he had come to Kibu Town.

Kib Town, it seems that it has returned to the way it was a long time ago, Angel City has not yet appeared, the Warcraft Forest has not been widened into the distance, the lush trees are not too far from the tall city wall, and on the city wall, the group is surrounded by their father Darnell and Erin.

And before them, among the corpses that fell all over the place, Chris clearly saw Pandis, Dilan, Stiana, Tlaca, Acton, Lawrence...

Darnell hugged Erin tightly, watching in horror as a white figure emerged from the sky—

Angel!

The guards around him protected Darnell and Erin in the middle, but everyone had the same fear in their eyes.

Chris's eyes cracked, and he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound.

I wanted to drive my body to stop it, but I found that I couldn't even move a finger, and I seemed to be firmly imprisoned in the air, and I could only watch my relatives and friends being killed one by one.

"Don't~"

It was a cry from the depths of Chris's soul.

The huge white wings flapped softly and flew swiftly over the city walls, and the angel seemed to hear Criss's cry and turned around.

Then Chris froze—

This face!

Extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar, it was a face that existed in the deepest part of Chris's soul.

This face, but it's yourself!

It's not the current Chris, but the self before the time, the otaku from the earth, who is useless in his life!

"You... Result... Who is it?" Chris's soul asked with difficulty.

The angel smiled and turned around, "Of course I'm you!" His form flashed and appeared in front of Chris's reach, "You are me, of course I am you!" (To be continued.) )