Path of Light.

Chapter 84
Priest Andison fell in front of the Statue of Liberty in the main hall, surrounded by a complete array of divine patterns.

After the blood on the magic circle dried up, all the breath of holy light was completely lost.

He has become skinny and skinny, lying on the ground like a skeleton wrapped in oily skin, with only his last breath left, and every breath is extremely painful for him.

His dry eyes looked at the Statue of Liberty, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

After absorbing all of his life force, the divine pattern circle was finally completely interrupted.

The divine descent ceremony in the main hall ended suddenly, but the Statue of Liberty did not descend. Priest Reid rushed in first, and hugged Priest Anderson who was lying on the ground withered.

Priest Reed quickly recited prayers...

This was the first time that Roy actually had to read the holy prayer when watching him perform a magic spell.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see him draw the divine pattern, and a holy light fell from the ceiling, completely covering Priest Andison.

'Great Holy Light'

Shengguang began to repair his exhausted body, but priest Andison's aura was getting weaker and weaker.

His eyes had grown extremely dim.

Priest Andison said in a very weak voice:
"Reed, don't waste your efforts, no one can save me, I know... I know, my idea is wrong from the root, the goddess's holy light can't shine here, it's not that she wants to abandon this place Power, I guess she must be trapped in a dark place, where there is endless darkness that the holy light cannot pass through."

"I should respond to the High Priest's call and join the Temple Expeditionary Army earlier instead of giving up on myself here..."

Having said that, he looked at the dome of the main hall, and suddenly there was a gleam in his eyes.

His eyes were full of light, and he said to Priest Reed:
"Sorry, Reed, maybe my death will cause you a lot of trouble."

Priest Reed shook his head and said, "Andison, don't talk about it, we came to Castletown together, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't even be able to gain a foothold here."

Priest Andison's eyes became brighter and brighter, but his breath became weaker and weaker.

His pupils began to slowly spread out, but he could still hear him whispering:
"Hehe, I'm really relieved this time, Reed! I saw the steps, the crystal steps, Reed! I saw the Vajra Gate in the distance! It's really magnificent... Reed, look forward to it We meet again, but I would rather that day be later..."

Priest Andison's eyes finally settled down, and his breathing stopped a moment ago.

Priest Reid held his corpse, brushing his eyelids with one hand, and Priest Andison closed his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the main hall.

Priest Andison seemed to know that he would die, and there was a coffin in the warehouse. It was a simple wooden box without any patterns. It was just the right size for him to lie in. There was even a sacred book in the coffin Prayer, and nothing else but his usual cloak was spread over the coffin.

Roy and Abt carried the light coffin out of the warehouse and placed it in the side hall.

Priest Reed and Jasper buried Andison in the coffin.

The burial ceremony of the priests is very simple, because the dead priests enter the kingdom of God, so strictly speaking, there is nothing to be sad about this matter.

After burying Priest Andison, Roy and Abt comforted Jasper before returning home before dark.

The rain has long since cleared up. Although the dark clouds above the head have not dissipated, there is a red glow in the sky.

……

All dead elves will be buried in the cemetery.

The western suburbs cemetery is basically the place where the dead half-breed elves are buried. The elves think that they are the children of nature. After death, they will become elves and return to nature, until one day a certain elf mother chooses... to be reborn .

Therefore, there will be a cypress tree planted in front of the tombs of the elves.

Roy carried the shovel and walked in front. Abt and Jasper got a cypress tree in good condition from the gravekeeper and walked behind.

Priest Andison has been buried in this cemetery, and then he only needs to plant a cypress tree in front of his tomb, and then nail his nameplate to this tree.

Roy didn't expect that after only two weeks, he would come to this cemetery again.

You must know that he hung the nameplate on the cypress tree in front of Windsor's grave with his own hands!
The ceremony is very simple, burial, tree planting, and farewell.

Jasper was in a bad mood.

When they left the cemetery, both Abt and Roy were looking for something light to talk about.

Passing a hillside in the cemetery, Roy suddenly saw a familiar figure.

To say he is familiar... In fact, he is not very familiar, but his attire and appearance are somewhat out of tune with the elves of Castletown...

……

Since the last time we met at the door of the house and had a few conversations, this Dark Moon Elf seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Roy thought he would never see him again in this life!

Unexpectedly, the two would meet in a place like the cemetery. He was still wearing a very slim leather armor, with a dagger hanging on his belt, short white hair, and gray skin——the secret agent who came to investigate Jefferson's death Moon Elf.

And it was still the standard Shadow Ranger costume, as if he was afraid that others would not see him as an assassin.

He stood next to a cypress tree and looked at Roy from a distance. His eyes were the same as those of the night saber in Mrs. Winnie's house, with a murderous look in their vigilant eyes.

Therefore, it was very unreasonable to give Roy the illusion that a mackerel could solve it.

Roy greeted Jasper and Abbott, and told them to wait for a while, saying that there was an acquaintance over there, and he wanted to go over to say hello before leaving...

In fact, the biggest reason Roy asked Jasper and Abbot to wait for him was because he was worried that the Dark Moon Elf would suddenly make some impulsive actions.

Roy walked over, only to find the young Dark Moon Elf standing in front of Jefferson's tombstone.

The nameplate of the cypress tree is Jefferson's name, and he was buried by the Wharf Guard...

"Thought you had left Castleton long ago!"

"That's what I planned too. It's a pity that the matter here hasn't been dealt with properly, and I will stay for a while."

"Do you want to track down the murderer who killed Jefferson? Fifty Kohler, I can sell the portraits of those sailors to you. You know, it costs more than this to hire an artist to paint a self-portrait. I can give you five. .” Roy stood in front of Jefferson’s tomb, selling Sabrina’s paintings to the Dark Moon Elf.

The young Dark Moon Elf stared at Roy with disdain in his eyes, and glanced at Roy impatiently:
"Their ship has already left the dock. Besides, Jefferson is just a liaison here. He is not worthy of us."

Hearing that the Dark Moon Elves said that they did not intend to avenge Jefferson, Roy was a little disappointed.

He couldn't help but sneered and said: "So you stay here just to remember this compatriot lying in the grave?"

"You don't think..."

The young Dark Moon Elf was a little annoyed, he wanted to rush over and grab Roy by the collar and throw him out...

But when he saw the two companions dozens of meters behind Roy, he finally held back after thinking about it.

Roy saw the Dark Moon Elf's eyes were unkind, so he quickly took a step back, spread his hands and said:

"Well, just pretend that we haven't met before, you didn't tell me anything anyway."

"..."

The Dark Moon Elf showed a cold look and didn't want to pay attention to Roy at all.

Roy smiled at him, then turned and left.

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(End of this chapter)