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Chapter 751 Can't Abandon
Under the nervous gaze of the heresy emissary.

The person walking slowly on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

There is a distance of several feet between the two, a bluestone path and a small flower bed stand at both ends of the courtyard.

Just as the secret envoy of the heresy trial was preparing to fight, the person opposite suddenly coughed a few times.

"Cough, is it the statue of light that you destroyed?"

The young man's voice was gentle and soft, and there was a slight sense of weakness that seemed imperceptible but easy to detect after careful consideration. Even his figure seemed a bit thin against him.

hell!He is clearly wearing thick clothes!

The Secret Envoy of the Heresy Trial was still staring at him, not relaxing at all!
If the opponent is really weak.

So is he going out to die now?

Think about it and know it's impossible!

He clenched the weapon in his hand, and the power transformed by the power of faith was slowly flowing—no matter who the opponent was, as long as he was a believer in the God of Light, he could completely restrain himself!
Perhaps, it is precisely because the beliefs of living beings are so precious.

That's why it's so scary after it's blackened.

"Why don't you answer?"

The person on the opposite side coughed a few more times, and then walked forward again.

As the distance between the two sides got closer, the secret envoy of the trial of heresy suddenly tightened his grip on the spear, and the next moment he flew away like lightning!

But until he was close in front of him, the man whose face could not be seen clearly did not make any counterattack.

It's just that when the spear pierced it, he slightly raised the back of his hand to block it, as if he was sure that his attack was just a test, so he didn't even care about blocking it.

呲——

The secret messenger of the heresy trial flew past this man and landed on the wall opposite the flower bed.

Afterwards, the young man raised the back of his scratched hand and looked at it.

The wound glowed with a pale golden light, but it also overflowed with traces of black mist, and he was continuously burned after arousing the power of faith in his body.

"Resentment?"

He looked at the emissary of the heresy trial: "Your identity, the heresy trial most trusted by the Holy See of Light, why do you have such strong resentment towards the Holy See of Light?"

The heresy trial emissary suddenly sneered.

He was about to express his hatred for the life of the Heresy Tribunal, but just as he opened his mouth, another voice came from the opposite side.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

The young man said leisurely.

The Emissary of the Inquisition caught his breath in his throat.

In a trance, I felt that this scene still had a sense of inexplicable déjà vu.

But he felt like he couldn't vomit.

He just sneered and said: "What kind of shit is the Holy See! It's just blocking our own filth and filth from the sun, and letting us innocent people become executioners to bear your crimes for you. Now you are finally exposed. With my own ugly face, I actually want to plan the kingship of the empire, the hypocrisy of the Holy See is really disgusting!"

Finally spit out the humiliation that had been held back for a long time, and the secret emissary of the heresy trial suddenly felt happy physically and mentally, and he waited for the person on the opposite side to refute in anger.

But the young man nodded: "You are right."

Emissary of Heresy Trial: "..."

Unsurprisingly, he choked again.

He snorted and decided not to waste any more time. He held two spears in his hands, one left and one right, and suddenly rushed towards the young man!

Not a test this time.

It's a real killing move!
The speed of the heretic trial emissary is extremely fast, and the figure covered by the black robe is somewhat illusory. If there is divine help in the dark night, it is even more difficult to distinguish where he is.

While approaching, the Secret Envoy of the Heresy Trial threw out a spear, and then the figure followed the spear to attack.

Dingying!

Suddenly the first spear hit something.

The secret envoy of the heresy trial saw the cold light flickering in the young man's hand, as if a dagger had accurately hit the spear.

But that's okay, it was meant to be a cover.

The real attack is in his hands!
The figure of the Secret Envoy of the Heresy Trial suddenly appeared beside the young man, and the spear in his hand was already slashing towards the latter's throat, and at this time, the other party had only just knocked away the spear that bore the brunt.

He is ready.

Even if this person erupts the power of light and faith in an instant, the power of his attack will not be affected in the slightest, and it can cause heavy damage to the opponent no matter what.

The power of resentment bred by faith is what overcomes the power of faith!

And when the attack arrives.

The corners of the young man's lips suddenly twitched slightly.

The next moment, a darkness on the ground swallowed the young man, and the reaction was almost instantaneous.

The attack of the Secret Envoy of the Heresy Trial failed, and he was stunned and puzzled by the scene just now, when the ankle that jumped in the air was grabbed by a hand that suddenly appeared from the ground.

Then, a huge pulling force came.

The secret envoy of the heresy trial was pulled and fell to the ground, and quickly sank into the deep and thick darkness.

Below the ground should be masonry or dirt.

But in a different space.

This is an extremely dark space.

There is no light that can penetrate in, so dark that you can't even see your own body, you can only feel that you really exist here.

"dark……"

The familiar gentle voice sounded from the side: "The emissary of the Inquisition Tribunal must have grown up in the dark, I think you seem to be quite skilled at playing it, and you have overthrown many of your colleagues with this method." .”

The heresy emissary is terrified!

He was about to refute, when the voice came from afar again: "But it's not important."

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The heresy emissary yelled.

The resentment in his body erupted, and waves of distorted force washed over the surroundings, trying to escape upwards while shouting at the man.

He still felt terrified and unbelievable.

Isn't the other party a believer in the Holy See of Light?

In the entire Holy See of Light, except for the Inquisition Tribunal, who was deliberately raised in the dark as an executioner, which believer of Light did not rely on the power of light to fight, even if the magic was all light magic!
But what is this boundless and oppressive darkness?

Could it be said that the Pope of Light is a special existence?
wrong!

Is this person really the Pope of Light?
In this darkness, the emissary of the trial of heresy felt a more oppressive, more hopeless and deeper dark atmosphere than the character's body!

This also caused unreasonable panic and fear in his heart.

It's like——Facing the "Abyss"!
But a god of light who exercises his faith has the breath of the abyss, which is even more incredible than having players with their own abyss skills.

Won't it conflict?

The heresy trial emissary could no longer control his emotions and reason.

Especially after finding that he can't leave this darkness.

He clearly sensed that the exit from the ground was above his head, but his body struggled as if drowning in a swamp.

Strong resentment spread from him.

However, it did not affect the mysterious person at all.

The other party didn't make any more sound.

It seemed to have disappeared into the darkness.

He couldn't even sense the enemy's breath, which made the heresy trial envoy even more nervous.

It wasn't that he was afraid of being attacked by the other party, but that he was suddenly left alone in the boundless darkness, and he couldn't even see his own body, so he felt an inexplicable feeling of madness.

"Damn it! Come out!"

The emissary of the heresy trial frantically threw the spear, with deep resentment in it, trying to force out the person who didn't know where he was hiding.

But the resentment that was invincible in the face of the power of faith before, now flows into the sea like a stream, without the slightest ripple in the darkness.

"Ahhh!"

He tossed the spear frantically.

But at the next moment, he suddenly turned around and rushed upwards, but not long after, his body fell into that difficult swamp again.

A dark light flashed in the eyes of the heresy trial emissary.

This place is indeed blocked by the other party!

But apart from blocking.

The other party seems to have no other way to deal with him?
Competition endurance?

The heresy trial emissary sneered.

Maybe he can't do anything, but he just has the strongest endurance and resistance!
He was always vigilant about the changes around him, pretending to be a little out of control, and swung his attack wantonly, intending to rush out when he found an opportunity.

But right now.

A red shadow suddenly appeared in the darkness.

In such a dark and dark place, the sudden appearance of red becomes extremely eye-catching, adding a sense of weirdness to this place.

The emissary of the heresy trial suddenly raised his guard.

"What the hell?!"

He stared closely at the red in the distance, and he could vaguely see a figure that seemed to be a person, but he couldn't clearly see the figure and appearance of the other person.

Because the opponent's body was covered by a wide straight gown and long skirt, and even his head was covered by a piece of red square cloth.

Suddenly, that touch of red seemed to be a little closer.

The secret envoy of the heresy trial suddenly tensed up, and he stared at the figure without blinking his eyes.

But it was like a sudden trance.

The red figure moved closer again.

The secret envoy of the heresy trial shrunk his pupils, he didn't wait any longer, and quickly threw a few spears towards the red figure.

The silver-gray spear couldn't reflect light in the darkness, and he couldn't see the position after throwing it out, but he could judge the distance of the spear by relying on the grudge attached to it.

whoosh-

The spears rushed towards him, and the red figure waved his wide sleeves, and stopped the spears that were attacking him in an instant.

Then, a hand stretched out from the sleeve robe and picked up the spear.

In such darkness, the exposed hand was strangely waxy.

"resentment?"

A cold and ethereal voice sounded faintly.

It seemed that the figure was speaking: "It's really full of resentment, no wonder I was dragged out to find you, that's why."

The voice fell.

The Emissary of the Heresy Trial sensed that the grievance on the spear had disappeared.

He broke out in cold sweat all of a sudden: "Who are you?!"

The red figure looked up at him slightly.

"Hungry people."

……

……

Resentment should be dealt with by resentment.

Thinking about the time I dealt with Wald XVIII before, the bride should have almost been hollowed out.

So, Xu Shuo forcibly dragged the bride who was dormant in Prague Castle up, and asked her to go out to see if the wave of resentment could be eaten.

Bride: "..."

What else can the bride do.

Little Tie Zhu was very stubborn when he was willful, so she had to go and see, thinking that even if she couldn't eat, she should be able to help consume that person.

But the good news is.

It can be eaten.

Play with the resentment thing.

The bride has been playing for decades.

At the beginning, relying on the resentment raised by the entire Osmanthus Village, she could even forcefully suppress the darkness of the abyss in the cemetery. Her strength is far from comparable to that of the secret envoy of the heresy trial who just took office.

Even if she can't beat it for a while because of her weakness, she can still eat slowly.

Anyway, this person can't escape.

...

Seeing that the bride could deal with it, Xu Shuo stopped focusing on "Dark Stealth".

Except for occasionally allocating a little mental power to control the darkness and trap the secret messenger of the heresy trial, he no longer needs to worry about other things.

Xu Shuo walked to the position of the statue of light.

Then, under the huge statue of God, I saw the Holy Maiden of Light wrapped around her lower body by countless golden chains.

The Holy Maiden of Light still kept her body leaning back, her head facing the sky, and her drooping right hand was holding the huge golden sickle, silently and strangely like a puppet.

Xu Shuo walked up to her, but the Holy Maiden of Light didn't move at all, she just didn't respond in a daze.

"Have you entered a state of suspended animation?"

Xu Shuo looked around her thoughtfully: "You really trust me. If I don't plan to come back, you probably won't be able to resolve this situation, right?"

Unable to exit state.

Fake death becomes real death.

The saint of light is not the exercise of light.

But she also has the power of light faith in her body, and her status in the Holy See is no less special than that of the Pope of Light, and even the saint has paid more for the Holy See than the Pope of Light.

of course……

Except for the Pope of Light.

Most of the clergy in the Vatican seem to pay a little more than the Pope.

What is the Pope of Light?
It has been just a spiritual pillar throughout the ages.

However, the Pope of Light of this generation forcibly raised his own importance a lot, because he arrogantly planned the royal power and arranged everything personally.

The sharpness of its ambition and ambition made the ancient priesthood shy away.

So the bright pope of this generation is a bit special.

And this generation of bright saintess is also a bit special.

Xu Shuo stretched out his hand and pulled the golden sickle out of the hand of the Holy Maiden of Light without any hindrance, and it was extremely smooth.

After the golden sickle was taken out.

It just disappeared in Xu Shuo's hands.

next moment.

The body of the Holy Maiden of Light trembled, and golden radiance erupted from her body, scattering stars in the dark night.

The golden chains that bound her lower body shattered, and then, supported by her strength, the Holy Maiden of Light slowly stood up straight, and her empty and empty eyes also appeared in focus.

in short.

Eye highlights are restored.

The Holy Maiden of Light looked sideways at the young man beside her, with a habitual holy smile on her face, and said with a sweet smile, "Of course I trust you."

Xu Shuo's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her without saying a word.

The Holy Maiden of Light continued to smile and said, "Your Majesty, I know that you will never abandon the City of Light. Although we have all thought about abandoning Him, we will eventually return to this place for Him."

After listening to her, Xu Shuo raised his head and looked at the huge statue of light beside him.

"Then just move it away."

"Cuckoo..."

The Holy Maiden of Light covered her mouth and laughed, laughing so that the flowers on her chest trembled, without the slightest sense of sanctity and majesty of the Holy Maiden.

After laughing, she coughed violently.

Then he leaned towards Xu Shuo with the back of his hand on his forehead and a weak face: "Ah~ I almost died just now, and now I have lost a lot of blood. Your Holiness, please carry me back—"

Xu Shuo turned and left without hesitation.

The Holy Maiden of Light, whose body had fallen over, had no choice but to stagger and stop.

"It's really incomprehensible."

……

(End of this chapter)