The rain turned into fire.

Heidi exclaimed, and the illogical sound of the cry was the only description she could think of at the moment—she couldn't comprehend what she was seeing, what was happening, all she knew was that a rain of fire was falling from the sky.

It was only a matter of moments.

The torrential rain that enveloped Purand was transformed into a torrent of flames from above in an instant, as if the sun was falling, the sun was hanging upside down, and the entire city-state was transformed from a city in the torrential rain into a scene of burning fire in less than a second.

Everything was set on fire, the trees, the houses, the towers, the bell towers, even the ground itself was spewing flames, even the rain flowing on the ground was turning into hot molten slurry, and the deafening thunder turned into explosions all over the city-state, which was the loud sound of all the steam pipes, gas pipes, and pressure vessels blowing up one after another in a short time, and this loud sound was even more terrible than the previous thunder...... The whole cathedral is shaking!

Heidi recoiled in horror, witnessing a destructive end directly overlay the dimension of reality, and then she heard a bell ringing.

The sound seemed to be cut through a thick barrier, and it sounded as if it was coming from far away—it was the steam bell tower at the back of the cathedral.

The loud and melodious chimes broke the rain of fire, followed by the sound of bells from far and near from the depths of the rain of fire.

The bell rang out in unison, and the reality stabilization barrier was activated, and the rain of fire seemed to be invisibly disturbed by the bells, and the flames that fell over the church turned into an ordinary rainstorm, and even the church spire and flag that had been ignited were restored to their original state in the blink of an eye.

The whole city of Poland was burning, but all the churches carried the flames falling from the sky in the bells, and the strange rain and even more strange sea of fire were extremely contradictory mixed in this burning land, and the churches seemed to become isolated islands in purgatory, supporting continuous anchor points in the great changes of heaven and earth.

It was only then that Heidi finally heard a calm, old voice coming from behind her, and it was Bishop Valentine who broke the silence: "The enemy has attacked...... Destroy all the targets that try to get close to the church bell tower! ”

Heidi turned her head and was about to ask something, when she heard a series of deafening roars suddenly coming from the direction of the square outside the church.

She ran to the window and saw that the garrison troops assembled in the square were firing—the steam walker's revolver guns were raining barrage into the distant streets, the main guns of the steam tanks were firing continuously, and the troops who had been urgently deployed from the city-state guards had also built fortifications on the edge of the rainstorm and began to pour fire on something in the sea of fire.

Heidi finally sees the enemy.

It was wriggling humanoid ashes, endless, struggling and wriggling from the sea of fire, terrifying to look at.

The ashes seemed to emerge out of thin air, and the amorphous forms seemed to scream and scream in pain every second, and they poured in from all directions, like a herd of beasts inexplicably attracted towards all the stable nodes of reality in the city-state, the church bell tower.

The vast majority of the warriors pulled the trigger in a daze, unaware of the cause of the battle, unaware of what was happening in their familiar homeland, and not even daring to wonder where the seemingly extremely disturbing "enemies" came from, but the mission to defend the city-state, the instinct to obey orders, and the will to survive allowed them to nail the line in the face of this horrific spectacle like purgatory, and to meet it according to the muscle memory they had trained thousands of times.

So the guns of the guards rang out, easily tearing apart the first swarming ashes.

In the next second, however, more ash erupted from behind the scattered ashes, and even more distorted incinerations, pouring into the church with flames and smoke.

They numbered as if they were the population of an entire city-state.

"Hold the bell tower," Valentine's voice suddenly rang out, echoing over the entire church square, and even over the entire city-state, "as long as the bells remain, our reality will not be modified and overwritten by them!" Believers, the time has come to bear witness to faith...... Defend the Bell Tower!! ”

Heidi watched it all in the midst of great chaos, feeling as if her world had fallen apart at this moment, but in a brief adjustment

After that, she had forcibly calmed her mind, and after realizing that this was a disaster of the level of a reality invasion, she forced herself not to pay attention to the sea of fire across the square, not to think about the "fact" that 90% of the entire city-state had been physically destroyed, but ran to Valentine as soon as possible: "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

"To reassure the civilians who have taken refuge in the church, we need to avoid as many people as possible who are having a breakdown within the church," Valentine said in a deep voice, "and then wait with them for this storm to end." ”

Heidi nodded immediately, and then Valentine suddenly raised her head, her gaze as if through the walls of the hall and into the distance.

The archbishop's eyes reflected flames and flashes of light, and a bird's-eye view of the entire city-state came into view.

He clearly saw that the whole of Prand was burning in the rain of fire, the churches were reduced to islands in the sea of fire, and each church was being invaded by a reality outside, and the fiery ghasts released from some branch of the apocalypse were feverishly attacking the bell towers that were still ringing, as if desperately trying to make this still existing reality fall into a miserable end like theirs, and behind those ashes were countless tall and thin black shadows.

The shadows stood silently in the flames, silently pushing the city-state into the apocalypse.

He is the minions of the children of the sun.

Minions of the Sons of the Sun?

Valentine's expression suddenly changed slightly, and in the face of this huge disaster of the reality invasion level, he suddenly remembered a "small matter" that seemed to have been solved a long time ago, so that it was almost forgotten.

He suddenly turned to a high-ranking priest beside him, "Are those solar heretics still in the Underground Sanctuary?!" ”

"Solar heresy?" The high-ranking assistant priest didn't react for a moment, and was stunned for a moment before hurriedly speaking, "Yes, they are still being held in the underground sanctuary, and there is a whole team of guards guarding it, and they can't escape......

"They didn't want to run out in the first place!" Valentine said quickly, "They wanted to be locked up in the church from the beginning!" ”

"What ......"

The High Priest's eyes widened instantly, and then, before he could finish speaking, a dull loud bang suddenly came from the depths of the church's underground.

It was as if some kind of beast had awakened in the underground sanctuary.

And some of the priests in the cathedral who had experienced a solar crisis four years ago thought of another thing in this loud noise-

Four years ago, hundreds of solar heretics gathered in their hideouts and summoned a brief and terrifying forbidden force in a frenzied bloody sacrifice, and a "fake sun" formed from the ground and nearly caused catastrophe.

But before they could succeed, their plot was discovered by the new Inquisitor Vanna, who led the team to extinguish it.

“…… It was a test ......"

The High Rank Priest's eyes widened and he muttered to himself.

Heidi felt the heat rise around her, and a loud tremor deep underground.

A sea of fire rises, bells ring, whistles whistle sharply in a rain of fire, and countless ash monsters emerge from all directions, wreaking havoc on the earthly world.

Vanna has been through many treacherous battles, she has faced the cultists, the forbidden monsters created by the cultists, and even the out-of-control demons and the deranged and crazy Preachers of the End, but none of them can compare to this purgatory at this moment.

She is no longer facing a battlefield, but a sudden apocalypse.

In other words, the end has already come, but it has been obscured by the curtain to this day, and now the curtain has suddenly been lifted - the living have not had time to react, and it is already the embers of the end of the world.

But she was still alive, fighting her way through the flames and ashes, struggling to make her way to the towering cathedral in the heart of the city-state.

Every breath was tingling with a burning pain, and her body was so tired that it could crush ordinary people several times, and the armor on Vanna's body was also severely damaged, and her body's recovery gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of damage, and her injuries were getting worse little by little.

But the young inquisitor was still on his way.

The cathedral's bells were still ringing, indicating that Bishop Valentine's defenses had not yet been breached—perhaps the defenders were unaware of this conspiracy to taint history, but they always did

All the intrigues and battles are ready.

Since the battle for the cathedral continues, it is obliged to return to his combat position.

Vanna was thinking.

She noticed that Bishop Valentine had activated the Reality Stabilization Measures, which showed that he had sensed part of the truth, at least that part of the response was fine, and that as long as the bell tower was not lost, the heretics' attempts to cover the "canonical history" with "pseudo-history" would not be so easy to succeed.

As long as the process of covering is finally interrupted, and the pollution is stripped from history at the source, the city-state can be saved—the destruction at this moment is not real destruction, but only the terrifying "possibility" caused by the superposition of two histories...... It's not too late, it's not too late.

Vana repeated as if to cheer herself up, trying not to think about the possibility of the loss of the churches, nor to think about where the mysterious and terrible Captain Duncan would be waiting for her, but just mechanically moving her steps, destroying all the obstacles in her path, and walking along the burning streets, shortening the distance between herself and the cathedral.

But suddenly, she stopped at the junction not far from the cathedral.

A dark gray car fell on the side of the road on all fours, as if it had tumbled in the accident, and several bodies fell to their deaths on the side of the road, apparently thrown out of the car.

And inside the car was another man—an arm poking out of the crooked window, stuck in the twisted door.

Vana instantly recognized the car, and the arm.

It was her uncle, Dante Wayne.