December 21, light rain and light fog.

It was a weeping morning, and as soon as the smell of morning milk wafted into the air amid the hazy sound of rain, many families received the news of the death of their loved ones.

These dead people have many identities:

Children, wives, husbands, mothers, fathers...

They can be any kind of identity, but they all have a uniform name:

Light.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, Yorkham Jones changed into a black plain dress and pulled Qinqing and Yomi out of the door.

Walking to the first floor, Yorkham Jones knocked on the door of room 102, where Hemingway Hale lived.

Today's Hemingway is also wearing a black plain robe, with a serious and pathetic expression, in line with ordinary light believers.

"May the light bless you. ”

With a soft word, Yorkham Jones handed over the 'knight' chess piece in his hand:

"Mr. Hale, the Day of Judgment is near, and this is your final story. ”

Hemingway Hale's hand suddenly trembled, and the cyan meridians almost jumped out of his arm, was he afraid?

No, he didn't, his eyes were full of devotion and excitement, as if this moment, he had been waiting for a long time.

"Whew... Light is everywhere. ”

Taking a deep breath and calming his beating heart, Hemingway Hale gently closed the door.

"Mr. Shinichi, I hope you can find the answer. Looking at the closed blue portal, Yorkham Jones muttered, and then pulled the basket out of the small building.

Today's Ijohnson is very quiet, and all the people who travel are dressed in black plain clothes, and from a distance, it seems to put a veil on the city.

The sky was gray, and faint raindrops had been falling since last night, and after the night, it still had no intention of stopping, as if it wanted to wash away something, such as sadness and crying.

After a glance, Yorkham Jones put Yomi on Qinqing's little head, then picked up Qinqing, and opened the umbrella and walked into the rain.

...

In the Otemman Empire, in an ice field, a burly white bear is running on the broken ice with the girl 'Xianti', and behind him, there is a small giant close to three meters.

Above the clouds, a huge eye was watching everything.

After running wildly for nearly an hour, the white bear stopped and took the form of Edward, the 'chariot'.

"Miss Cindy, I've already thrown them away, I'll help you heal first. ”

"Ahem..."Sendy nodded, coughing up some blood clots, and at the same time, her face became even paler, looking like ice and snow on the side.

Edward 'Chariot' sat down quietly as soon as he lowered Cindy on the ice, and after a few seconds he was reciting some ancient syllables.

As the syllables fell, a soft glow emanated from the palm of Edward's hand and slowly merged into the small body of 'Cindy'.

Then, the golden-blooded girl 'Xiandi', who was only 120CM, fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, 'Brown Lion' Seti rushed up, and when he saw 'Cindy' falling into a deep sleep, he asked in a deep voice:

"How's your injury?"

"Stabilized for the time being, but we have to hurry to Mount Kinabalu, and only when we get there can we be completely cured. ”

The chariot Ewardd whispered, carried Cindy on his back again, and once again turned into a white bear and ran wild on Cindy.

Seeing this, Seti hurriedly accelerated and followed.

When running to the side with Edward, 'Brown Lion' Seti suddenly patted Edward's bear butt:

"Edward, how are we competing in public?"

"What is the competition?" asked Edward the 'Chariot', immediately turning his head in confusion.

Seti immediately put on an angry look, as if insulted, and then he pointed to the sleeping 'Cindy'.

Edward glanced back at the 120CM girl on his back, and then at Seti, who was close to three meters, and Edward immediately shook his head:

"No, I won't fight with you..."

Turning his head to look ahead, the 'Chariot' Eward immediately put on an incredible look of his eyes, and muttered inwardly:

"You guys are in poor shape, can you really get married..."

...

In the poplar forest outside the Abbey of the Holy Light, countless Light Believers crowded every location, all of them standing in the rain, even if they were soaking wet, there was still no one to take an umbrella or take shelter.

Yorkham Jones also stood in the middle of it with the basket in his arms, and in front of him were Dale, Vlad, and Lux, and beyond that, Robert's coffin.

The scattered cries gradually drowned out the sound of the rain, and dozens of families completed their final farewell amid the cries and rain.

Maybe life is like this, always say goodbye to classmates, friends, lovers, relatives, and finally say goodbye to yourself, and then everything is over.

At this time, the rain suddenly became a little arrogant, and the people who represented the light, and those who sacrificed for the light, slowly fell into the soil with the rain.

As the coffin closed, Dale walked to the front and recited the Temple of Light:

"Lord of all,

Mother of Light.

.......”

The prayer rang out, and all the Light believers, including Yorkham Jones, followed Dale as they prayed, and as they spoke, they held up a handful of damp dirt to cover the sleeping man.

At this moment, beams of holy light suddenly shone down from the gray sky, it shone brighter than the sun, but it was not dazzling, but very gentle, and warm.

In the holy light, a golden soul suddenly flew out of the newly buried tombs, and followed the holy light.

"The light is above!" Seeing this, Daile shouted.

"The light is above!" shouted Yorkham Jones.

As the Light vanished, so did the crying, for the Light had always been there, never forsaken them, and their 'Lord' saw their efforts.

...

Yorkham Jones spent more than ten minutes with Dale before leaving.

Of course, it's not that Yorkham Jones doesn't want to stay longer, it's just that Dale has a lot of things waiting for her as a cardinal at the Abbey of Light.

For example: repairing the damaged Monastery of the Holy Light, compensating the families of their deceased loved ones, etc...

Half an hour later, Yorkham Jones took the Maple Leaf Road with the Maple Leaf.

This time, Yorkham Jones finally rang the doorbell for 'The Sound of Autumn' in the afternoon.

"Good afternoon, my friend of light. ”

With a sweet voice, the white iron door slowly opened.

Today's Red Lotus is dressed like a schoolgirl next door, but her movements are very awkward, it seems that she is very unaccustomed to wearing this dress, just like Jingqing was forced by Yorkham Jones to wear a princess dress.

Her eyes were covered with a light veil, and in the hazy rain, the beauty was even hazy.

"Are you hurt?" asked Yorkham Jones worriedly, after two glances.

"Someone called the attention of the 'True Eye', but was chased away by my master. Red Lotus nodded, and invited Yorkham Jones and Jingqing in.

Walking on the road, Yorkham Jones immediately muttered inwardly:

"Dare to hit the attention of the 'True Eye', at least a demigod..."

"The one who can drive away the demigods can only be demigods, and can use a very close demigod master, Miss Honglian's identity is not simple, it seems that she is not just one of the four nobles of Nochland, the 'De' family..."

"With such a friend, maybe you can 'pit a pit' when you encounter danger in the future, after all, there is demigod insurance..."

At the same time, in the Dark Night Holy Court of the Inner World, the demigod 'assassin' of the traverser suddenly sneezed several times in succession:

"Could it be that Little Honglian misses me? Could it be that she finally understands my hard work! How suitable that dress suits her, but she always doesn't want to wear it! Hmph, it's not that I changed into it when I was unconscious!"