Don't confiscate my citizenship

The chains of hatred should be broken here.

There is no need to explain things that cannot be explained clearly.

Forget the great Pope St. Paul.

As long as you can survive.

Have a happy tomorrow as long as you can.

The Pope wanted to say something, wanted to approach them, to reveal the situation in the south.

But when he opened his mouth, only blood gushed out.

A sharp pain as if my throat was cut came over me, and my consciousness began to fade away.

Every step was extremely difficult.

But every step was taken with great determination.

Finally... is it going to end?

This grudge, this fate.

And this... ill-fated life.

The Pope raised his arms tremblingly, as if trying to grab something.

But the next second, the curse buried deep in his heart suddenly erupted, completely engulfing his broken body.

All the knights retreated instinctively.

In an instant, the whole world seemed quiet.

Amid countless pairs of horrified gazes, the once great Pope Saint Polante was shattered and turned into a pile of ashes.

No last words, no pleading.

Only those green eyes flashed a little as they disappeared.

It's not resentment or hatred.

But a sense of relief.

Just as he knew that his death would take away all the sins.

And his name will be buried forever along with the truth of this catastrophe.

The knights stood there in a daze, with expressions of relief at having survived a calamity.

They originally thought that they had seen the culprit behind this demon disaster and the truth that they shouldn't have seen, and they would be wiped out.

Unexpectedly, the Pope has reached his deadline?

……

The war between Saint-Pierre and Horning was reignited.

The cohesion of the Northern Saint Polante Empire began to weaken after it lost its spiritual leader.

Although most of the strongest demons have been eliminated, the southern Horning Empire where demons are rampant is still a disaster area that is difficult to enter.

At any time, a horde of demons, like a tide of zombies, could surge toward the south of the Holy Spirit Kingdom.

The endless doomsday battle has begun.

Northern part of the Theocracy of St. Paulant, Hershalem.

Queen Keshia sat in the palace, staring blankly towards the south.

Her tears soaked the carpet under her feet and moistened the knitted freesia.

Those sapphire eyes were filled with longing and sorrow.

"pope……"

"You fool..."

"If you are destined to be cursed... why... don't you take me with you? You really don't have to, you don't have to save this terrible world."

a long time.

Queen Keshia wiped away her tears and looked deeply into the distance.

"I understand your choice..."

"I understand... You are probably nearing the end of your life. You know you can't come back to Polante, so you can kill as many demons as you can for us..."

"But without you, can the Holy Spirit Religious Nation really be saved?"

……

On the scorched earth of the northern border of the Honing Empire.

The Pope's body came to an end after a long battle.

At the moment when the skin cracked and fell off, the flesh became bloody and rotted, and the internal organs were all shattered, even the noble head was transformed into a ball of black mist under the erosion of the curse.

But the real death did not come as expected.

The curse of eternal punishment makes this soul completely immortal.

Lanqi watched his body disintegrate bit by bit and turn into dust, but his heart was extremely calm.

has it ended?

This is what he thought at the last moment before his consciousness faded.

Available in the next second.

Reality gave him the answer.

"?"

When his consciousness regained focus, Lanqi found himself in a strange space.

To be precise, it can no longer be called "space".

There was no light, no sound, no trace of any physical presence.

Although he still remains in this world, he cannot touch or see any physical objects, and cannot exchange senses with any entity.

So for him.

Looking around, there is only endless darkness, which seems to devour the human soul.

Lanqi tried to move his body, but found that he no longer had a physical body.

The strength that he once prided himself on, the torso that was once indestructible, have all vanished into thin air.

All that is left is a lonely soul.

Floating forever in a realm that even death cannot touch.

"Is this the price of becoming undead?"

Lanqi's voice dissipated into nothingness, and even he himself could not hear it clearly.

He couldn't see the surroundings, couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't even distinguish the terrain.

Even the concept of time seems to have disappeared.

In this eternal prison, he will be alone forever.

No laughter, no tears.

There is no warm sunshine, no fresh air.

There is no company of relatives and friends.

There is only endless loneliness and boundless despair.

In an instant, Lanqi felt the bone-chilling cold for the first time.

The punishment that is a hundred times more cruel than physical death is——

The consciousness lasts forever, but the body perishes.

"This is where?"

Talia's thoughts rang out.

Unlike Lanclos, Lanci still has her.

Even at this moment, she could share perception with Lanqi and talk to Lanqi.

"It should be that Lanclos fell into an endless experience at the end of his second use of Tiberius."

Ranchi answered her.

If in real history Lanclos also used the Mirror of Tiberius to activate it three times, then at the end of the second activation, Lanclos would probably experience the consequences of immortality and eternal punishment ahead of reality.

"Are our two consciousnesses locked in this space of the Mirror of Tiberius?"

Talia seemed to understand the seriousness of the problem.

This is an ending without an ending.

From the moment you choose the option of immortality and eternal punishment, you may be destined to experience its price.

Although the mechanism of the Mirror of Tiberius is that when it encounters a future that is easy to deduce, it will accelerate to the extreme.

However, there is no concept of time and space inside the Mirror of Tiberius. If the content that continues is "endless", then it will become an endless illusion.

"Maybe."

Lanci approved.

This is the world that Lanclos saw after he used eternal punishment of immortality on himself.

The Mirror of Tiberius simulates it exactly.

So Ranchi also experienced infinity in this time-accelerated simulation.

No matter how fast time passes, forever is forever.

"No, no way? Go to sleep, it will be fine after a good sleep, maybe we will be out when you wake up?"

Talia began to feel a little scared.