"Yes, such a sad thing happened."

Sheena covered her mouth in surprise.

Amy nodded and said in a depressed mood:

"Olifi is leaving today, and Talia and Maggie have already gone to see her off."

"I couldn't take it anymore, so I stayed in church and prayed for her, hoping that she would come home safely."

An Ling touched his chin and said in surprise:

"Is that girl in such a hurry to leave, her injuries are just right."

Amy looked at An Ling and said:

"We tried to discourage her from staying two more days at first, but Olifi insisted, saying she didn't like the church."

"Don't like churches? What a strange reason. ”

An Ling frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Amy waved her hand to An Ling and said:

"That's what she said, but I think she didn't want to face us again after she proposed to leave the team, alas~"

"Is that so?"

An Ling twisted his nose and had another guess in his heart.

But he hadn't looked at the green-haired girl since he returned, and he couldn't be sure.

At this time, Sheena took a breath, folded her hands and said to Amy:

"I hope that the light will protect her, so that she can return home safely and come out of the shadows in her heart."

"Miss Amy, don't be too sad and sad. Everyone has their own choices, and they don't have to let go. ”

"Thank you for the sacrifice."

Amy thanked Sheena and then said, "By the way, Sheena sacrifice, we want to stay in the church for two more days before we leave the city." ”

"I don't mind."

Sheena shook her head softly.

"Of course not."

Amy made a salute to Sheena and turned to leave.

After Amy left, An Ling walked up to the statue of the goddess of light and sighed leisurely:

"Even if the gods have been sleeping for hundreds of years, people still pray to the gods and beg for protection when they need them."

Amy is the first person to see Anling praying in front of the idol.

Although so many Tian'an Mausoleums have seen such a one, there is one, and there will be many others.

Hearing An Ling's words, Xina blinked her eyes calmly and said leisurely:

"The gods are asleep, and prayers are useless. It's hard for us clergy to explain this fact to believers. ”

"The gods can no longer be relied upon, and everything must be faced by us ourselves."

"Haha, that's a good point."

Unfortunately you have not yet realized the horror and despair you will face.

In the endless abyss, there is already a beam of malicious eyes staring at this world.

And in the future, the malicious gaze will only increase.

An Ling laughed dryly, and then asked Xina:

"Sheena, when are you going to build the Demon Sealing Tablet?"

The Despicable King will soon be in Green River, and if you add a little trouble to it, something interesting might happen.

Sheena's eyes froze, she looked at the statue of the goddess and said in a deep voice: "Just tonight, tonight, I will erect the Demon Sealing Stone Tablet in that basement." ”

"Tonight?"

Sheena nodded, grabbed her chest, and pulled out a delicate crystal silver pendant necklace.

"This is the core material for the establishment of the Demon Sealing Tablet, and it needs to be activated by collecting the thin mixed magic aura scattered in the city."

"Now that it's activated, the erection of the Demon Sealing Stone Tablet is tonight."

It turns out that Hina and herself walked around the city all day today, is this the purpose?

An Ling twisted his nose and said:

"Do you need my help?"

Sheena was speechless for a second, slowly shook her head and said:

"I'm sorry An Ling, I can only do this alone, whether it's for the sake of internal regulations or other reasons."

"You can help me move the obsidian slab to the basement."

"Okay, no problem."

……

When An Ling helped move the obsidian into the church, the lower secret room came out again.

Maggie and Talia also happened to go back to church, and the three of them happened to meet each other.

The departure of their friends in the same class obviously made them feel very bad, and the two didn't say anything after seeing An Ling, and went back to the guest room to rest.

After An Ling returned to his room, he picked up the wooden sword and started the magic cultivation that he had fallen today.

After entering the silver stage, the progress of Guangyan's magic power was much slower, and An Ling practiced until the night black man was quiet, but he didn't let the magic seed sublimate again.

However, Anling was not surprised by this, because in the memory of the bard. The silver level of mana, as long as it takes time, most magicians can reach it, it's just the length of time it takes.

But ordinary people with ordinary talents, after entering the silver, are likely to be just silver for the rest of their lives, which is the true portrayal of the low-level magicians.

Therefore, An Ling asked himself that his physical body was extremely strong, and he didn't think that he could break away from silver and leap over gold after a few hours of exercise.

Anyway, the "Light Flame Magic" is just a toy, and the speed of progress doesn't mean much to An Ling.

……

In the dead of night, An Ling consciously stopped practicing and returned to the bed in his room.

He didn't continue to look at the moon, and certainly didn't sleep, but his mind gradually emptied, and his eyes gradually became empty.

It's not some advanced state of "mental emptiness," but it's really nothing, no thoughts, no emotions.

Emptiness and nothingness are also the truest portrayal of An Ling's current soul state.

Bright summer night, long insect chirping.

I don't know how long later, a strong wave of divine waves came from the ground of the church.

An Ling's empty eyes regained their brightness and looked out the window.

"Are you going to open it?"

Such a strong divine fluctuation indicates that Hina is about to start the ritual of "erecting the Demon Sealing Tablet".

An Ling couldn't help but be a little curious, when the stone tablet was really erected, would it have an impact on him?

Airplanes~

Suddenly, another powerful divine wave came from the underground.

Compared to the previous one, this time the divine fluctuations were continuous, non-stopping, and with a kind of soul sound.

This kind of sound was particularly ugly and harsh to An Ling, but it was not very powerful, and it would not affect him anything.

It took about a few minutes before the continuous divine fluctuations and ringings fell silent.

Then an extremely hidden, invisible spatial pressure spread out from the underground.

This spatial pressure has no effect on any intelligent beings, but it will naturally exclude creatures from the abyss.

"Hmm~"

An Ling covered his chest a little uncomfortably, trying his best to prevent the abyssal power in his soul from being stimulated.

An Ling covered it for a while, and felt that the power of the holy sword flowed into his body, covering his whole body and then concentrating on his back.

After that, the uncomfortable feeling was gone, and the spatial pressure that spread out of the ground no longer affected him in the slightest.

"It feels pretty good."

An Ling laughed, looked at the night outside the window, and muttered to himself:

"So, what are you going to do next, Lord of Despicability."