savior epic

Chapter 167 What happened in the past
St. Vinacana still had her thin eyelids closed.

Thousands of dead souls curse, they linger around, haunting, Chen Yi sees countless dead souls lurking in the vast pale color, they curse her, hate her, because she deprives them return to earthly power.

St. Venacana imprisoned the curse of the dead soul here, and she herself was bound here.

"Master?" she whispered.

The pale dead souls boiled instantly, howling and roaring, intertwined and mixed together, trying to tear the living saint in front of them with indescribable voices.

Saint Vinacana still did not open her eyes.

Chen Yi stared at her, and he understood that it was definitely not an unconscious murmur.

When Chen Yi was thinking about how to answer, Saint Vinacana shook her head slightly.

"No, it's not yet time." St. Vinacana seemed to be talking to himself, "You haven't enlightened me yet."

"Revelation?"

Chen Yi didn't understand what she was saying, and didn't understand what she was talking about at all.

St. Vinacana said nothing, and an unspeakable silence fell between them.

After a long time, Chen Yi inspected the dead souls around, they were restless, entangled with Saint Venacana.

He raised the palm of his hand, saw the flame gradually weakening, and understood that the ceremony would not last long.

However, St. Vinacana has not spoken the prophecy yet.

So, Chen Yi was about to speak to break the silence between the two, but Saint Vinacana's lips moved suddenly.

"Lord, please go back," St. Vinacana's voice was like a thread, and she was tortured by endless curses. "Walk through the ruined holy capital until you step into history."

"Why?"

"Because of what happened in the past, it hasn't happened yet." St. Vinacana's voice was ethereal, and she was inspired by her soul. "Thousands of years ago, I was still calling you."

When the voice fell, the endless pale dead souls suddenly sensed the signs of St. Vinakana's weakness. They trembled violently and rushed to them. Chen Yi saw distorted faces, full of resentment. , no longer what it was before.

St. Vinacana raised her right hand slightly, the wound on her wrist was terrifying, but so holy.

The dead souls immediately screamed in fear, and when dozens of dead souls saw the wound, they suddenly died and disappeared completely in this celestial body kingdom.

Chen Yi stared at her wrist, the hand that was dripping with silver blood.

The dead souls retreated to their original positions, peering at the living saint in the darkness again.

Chen Yi looked at the flame on the palm of his hand, unknowingly, it gradually extinguished with the passage of time, which meant that he was about to return from the ceremony.

The scene of the celestial kingdom in front of him, at the moment when the flames were extinguished, immediately disappeared beyond the sea of ​​clouds, together with St. Venacana, they disappeared without a trace.

Standing above the sea of ​​clouds, Chen Yi raised her right hand, recalling every word that Saint Vinacana said.

"Walk through the ruined holy capital until you step into...history?"

This is undoubtedly a prophecy.

Chen Yi thought carefully.

"Because what happened in the past has not yet happened."

Could it be that
Chen Yi suddenly had an idea.

In the not-too-distant future, will he go back to a thousand years ago and step into history?

To enlighten and bless the last living saint in the world, the Saint Vinakana who understands the truth of heaven and earth?

Continuing to think about it, Chen Yi suddenly realized something again, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Because he will go back thousands of years in the future, St. Vina Cana will be enlightened, blessed, and become the last living saint in the world.

And shed her silver blood for the cursed and ravaged world.

Thousands of years later, her silver blood was kept as a sacred object in the holy city of Baiyincana.

When the holy city was attacked by pagans, Christopher pushed open the stone gate where the holy relics were stored, silver blood dripped down on him, and opened the gate leading to the sea of ​​clouds above the thousand pillars.

This is undoubtedly a closed loop of time and space, Chen Yi suddenly felt that time seemed to have its shape.

This seemed to be an unavoidable fate for both himself and Saint Vinacana.

"And the old saying 'heaven' may be in the next destiny." Chen Yi murmured.

Chen Yi took a deep breath, and when her thoughts and thoughts were sorted out, everything calmed down.

He turned around and slowly walked down the thousand pillars of the sea of ​​clouds.

The bronze gate lifted by the invisible tower stands quietly above the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Yi stood up slowly in front of the circle of truth in the ceremony.

Lomea looked at him nervously with complicated emotions.

Cenduil stood aside, with a flat expression on his face, silent.

"I have obtained my prophecy." Chen Yi said.

"What is it? Sir." Lomea asked.

"I will walk into history," Chen Yi replied briefly, and then continued: "Maybe we should go out and see this ancient holy city that was tortured by the curse of dead souls, and see everything it has experienced. "

Cenduil nodded slightly, her actions were not to agree, but to follow unconditionally.

"Sir. I found a map yesterday." Lomea picked up a parchment scroll from the long table at the side, and spread it out in front of Chen Yi, "This is the mansion we are in, and there, the northernmost place, that is the royal palace of the holy capital."

Chen Yi lowered her head and glanced at the detailed map. The symbols and proportions on it were commonly used by dwarves, and the map was full of various lines.

"Dwarves' map?" Chen Yi said casually.

"Well, I found it from the study. Although it is complicated, the map of the dwarves is far more detailed than that of other races. The nobles always have collections that they can't understand." Lomea explained.

"Then. Let's go to the palace first." After scanning the map, Chen Yi said simply, "Go follow the footprints of that living saint."

Lomea nodded slightly, she had no objection.

Chen Yi stood up and told the two to get ready and set off immediately. He went back to the bedroom and took back the taboo sword.

After a quarter of an hour, Cenduil and Lomeah were ready.

Lomea didn't go into the carriage and put on the body of the priest, but just put on the holy object. According to her own explanation, the more spiritual a person is, the easier it is for the dead souls to peep.

Cenduil put on a mithril lining and put it inside the leather armor, and placed the rest of the assassin's props inside the leather armor one by one.

Chen Yi asked for three lanterns from Josko, and after distributing them to the other two, she pushed open the door of the mansion, and Chen Yi and Lomea sat in the carriage.

Under the dark sky, Cenduil climbed into the carriage and grabbed Amanda's reins. The only light source around her was the lantern in her hand.

Brutal bushes threw their branches across the road, and the trees were grotesque, the road was muddy, and tall oaks distorted their shadows under lanterns.

Not far away, the stone wall surrounding the mansion was dilapidated and covered with vines. Moss grew from the huge stone cracks. When the vines were uncovered, the skin underneath was scorched black, as if it had been burned by someone. The wall was cracked and crumbling.

　Fuck, at three o'clock in the morning, I suddenly thought of the wonderful ending of Chen Yi and Lomea, shit, shit...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)