The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"...!"

Perlis opened her eyes and raised the butterfly knife. The destructive factors in the air gathered on the blade like a vortex, and red thunder flashed between the clouds.

A halo lit up in the blood-red eyes, and after shattering, it reassembled into the shape of the [White Flame Constellation].

When the strong wind around her was about to make it difficult for Carly to stand, Perlis slashed down with her butterfly knife -

"bass--"

The crimson cracks burst open, and the overflowing red electric arc burst out like a thunder on the top of the mountain. The whole Wulan City could see this light.

Perlis's figure was instantly hidden in the light. She saw the red world coming at her like an overwhelming force. Countless light spots dragged backwards and gathered into long lines, converging right in front of Perlis.

Like a fish in water, Perlis quickly shuttled through the [Upper Realm], her figure dragging pure white fireworks.

......

The White Flame Cathedral - La Vatino

The white church, the green grass, the clear lake water ripples in the breeze, and the sun hangs high in the sky, noble and sacred.

This church stands on the shore of the Eye of Hiplanda. It is said to be the area where Perlis and her companions landed when they first came to La Vatino. It is regarded as some kind of holy place by the Flower Cult.

In front of the church, countless people from the kingdom lined up devoutly, holding pure white bouquets in their hands, and some even holding figurines of Pearlis. They all stood quietly at the door of the church, staring at the door.

At the front of the queue were Aeshilya and Pace. Originally, Aloi was planning to stand here, but after careful consideration, it would be better for him not to be present at this time - Pace remembered some of the bad remarks that guy had made in the Ashes Hall.

"Are we going to greet her at the door like this?" Ashlia whispered, "Wouldn't that be a little too formal?"

"Aishiliya, what we are going to welcome is Perlis, not the real God."

"Oh, yes, I always forget..." Ashlia took a deep breath.

In fact, both of them were quite nervous about seeing Perlis again. They could more or less guess the changes in Perlis - she could travel here from the other side in the physical body, which meant that she was no longer a human being in the ordinary people's cognition.

Whether this change in power will be accompanied by a psychological change, no one knows.

At least, she was nice when she called, and still acted like a little girl.

These were not what Pace was most worried about. When no one was paying attention, he looked up awkwardly at the statue of Perlis Havrgard at the door of the church and couldn't help swallowing.

Hmm...will the little princess just turn around and leave when she sees this statue?

Ahhh...I shouldn't be thinking about this now! I need to cheer up and welcome Perlis!

She might be surprised to see so many followers of her! She might even forget about the statue!

As Pace was thinking this, suddenly, there was a disturbance in the air that no one could identify.

This disturbance was like some huge monster sweeping over the sky and earth, accompanied by chaotic noise. But when he listened carefully, he found that there was no sound at all.

Everyone at the scene noticed this and they looked around, confirming each other's feelings.

"Do you feel it?" Ashilia turned and looked at Pace, "Could it be..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a red light burst out from the glass in the church, dyeing the lakeside scenery pure red.

Perlis Havrgard's first cross-sea shuttle was successful.

......

"Boom——"

A red light burst out, and arcs of electricity spread out the moment the crack opened, licking the pure white walls of the church.

When the light in front of her eyes dissipated, Perlis found herself standing on a sacred platform, with holy light shining from the dome above her head.

This is a church.

Perlis quickly checked her body and found no external injuries, except for a throbbing pain in her forehead, which was obviously due to some overload from her first long-distance journey.

That's normal. After all, the red scenery along the way is simply a little crazy... If there weren't countless anchor points fixed in front, we might have been lost long ago.

Perlis sighed softly, and then began to look around the hall in front of her. The church was neither big nor small, but it was as exquisite as a work of art. She was standing on the bulletin board in the center of the church. On the wall behind her was a relief painting of the Morning Star, and on both sides were candlesticks filled with white candles, twinkling like stars in the dark.

In the lobby below the bulletin board, Perlis didn't see anyone. The entire church was empty, as if it was vacated just for her arrival.

This is very sensible. The energy contained in the moment of transmission just now is too strong. If someone is in the church, they might really be hurt.

Well, it's time to go meet them.

"..."

Perlis slowly walked down the stairs of the bulletin board. As she walked through the lobby, she could already see through the church door the countless flashing factors entangled outside - those were her anchors.

By the way, why is this church called the White Flame Church? It can't be that they really worship me, right?

Thinking this way, Perlis took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the church.

"Boom."

The holy sunlight hit her face, causing Perlis to squint her eyes. After adapting to the strong light, Perlis saw the welcoming team on the green lawn.

The believers looked at her with different eyes, some were longing, some were fanatical, some were confused, and some were full of thoughts.

Those believers were either holding pure white bouquets or holding... figurines?

Wait a minute? Why are there figurines? What's going on?

Perlis stared at one of the figures for a while, and after repeated confirmation, she confirmed that it was her figure.

It's just that the body details are slightly different.

"Ms. Pollis, welcome back to La Vatino."

A call came, and Perlis looked and found that it was Pace and Ashilia standing together.

To her relief, the two guys were not wearing Laplace's clothes, and they did not have the cunning look on their faces, but were smiling gracefully.

"My dear, Ashlia..."

Pearlis walked up to the two of them, and the three people who had met again after a long time looked at each other in front of the White Church. Everything was explained in their eyes.

"It's been a long time," she said.

"It's been a long time." Ashlia smiled gently.

"We are fine. It hasn't been long since we last met at the dock, but a lot has changed," Pace smiled. "Well, there is nothing to be polite about. I'll take you to rest first."

"Who are they...waiting for?" asked Perlis.

"Ah, they are all waiting for you," Pace said, "Let Eshilia explain this to you."

Ashilia quickly told Perlis about the White Flame Cult and its classifications. While she was talking, all the believers stared at Perlis with devout and clear eyes.

Apparently, those who were not pious before now became pious after seeing a living person inexplicably come out of the church in the midst of a thunderstorm.

After listening to Ashilia's story, Perlis was flattered and a little embarrassed. She looked at the believers in all directions, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

It was rare for Pearlis to be treated so kindly, especially to be regarded as a belief by so many people. This was too sudden for her.

Looking at the children's eyes, she really didn't know how to face them.

Suddenly, she felt the wild wind from the Aston Plain sweeping over, and she saw the huge army gathering under the morning star, marching towards the tower together.

In an age of hopelessness, faith is that faint spark of hope.

A small spark is enough to start a prairie fire.

Perlis suddenly knew what to do, just like Roseades Ad Pershipens fifteen years ago, she knew what to bring to people.

A white flame lit up at her fingertips, emitting a strange and holy light under the sunlight. Perlis raised her hand with the white flame high up so that everyone could see the light that did not extinguish even under the sun.

She didn't need to say anything. Just by showing the existence of [Pure White Fireworks], she was announcing hope to the world.

The moment they saw the real White Flame, all the doubts that still existed in the believers' hearts were completely shattered.

That white flame cannot be faked. Even if you just look at that fire, the shock that strikes the soul is incomparable.

Some believers put their hands together and prayed, while some even knelt down on the lawn and prayed devoutly to Perlis.

Seeing that everyone was about to kneel down with the tide, Perlis said:

"stand up."

Her voice was soft, but everyone could hear it and hear every word clearly.

“No kneeling.”

Influenced by her words, all the believers stood up and prayed to her devoutly.

Perlis could hear the prayers, they were praying for peace and health, and praying to be away from war.

She is just a little girl, will praying to her really help?

But perhaps everyone knew that what they were praying to was fate, and Perlis was just the carrier of their hopes.

"..."

After a while, Perlis put away the white flame and nodded to Pace and Ashilia:

"We should go."

"Okay, let's go and have a good meal," Pace said, patting Perlis on the shoulder. "Try not to look up."

"Huh? Why don't you look up?"

When Perlis said this, she raised her head involuntarily, and Pace didn't even have time to stop her.

Then, she saw that.

"ah...?"

It was a huge white statue, looking like a graceful woman with a plump body and a holy face.

Hmm... plump, especially that place, like two big sandbags.

Perlis stared at the statue blankly until she saw the white flower headdress on the statue's forehead. Then she realized that the statue might be her...

All of a sudden, Perlis understood why some believers had puzzled expressions when they first saw her.

Steel plates and sandbags don't look like the same thing no matter how you look at it.

how so...

Perlis lowered her head, then raised it again, and was completely frozen.

Pess, who was standing aside, looked at the dazed Perlis, and the great [Tyrant] said in a low voice:

“There are some misunderstandings about this…”

Misunderstanding...Misunderstanding...

Perlis felt that the world in front of her eyes became blurry.

......

8) Fireworks Spread Across the Prairie (Part 5)

After suffering a mental blow, Perlis forgot how she came to the familiar No. 31 Pixie Street.

Whenever she thought of the statue with two big sandbags, she always felt that she had let others down.

It is said that the creator of the statue is an artist from the kingdom, that is, it is the imagination of the people of the kingdom...

My imagination of God is shattered... No, I'm not a God!

It's all thanks to Pace that he made me look up! Otherwise I wouldn't have seen it!

Pearlis puffed up her cheeks and looked at Pace angrily, as if venting her dissatisfaction.

Looking at the lovely appearance of Pearlis, Pace could only smile helplessly and shook his head.

It means... "blame me".

It’s really his fault!

Fortunately, Perlis didn't know that the statue had a big sandbag because Ajef and I were playing a joke... Damn, I really should learn a lesson about the butterfly effect.

Pace glared at Ajef beside him again. Obviously, Ajef was also looking at Perlis in confusion, as if wondering why the Perlis in his memory was not the same as the Perlis in front of him.

When she rushed over to me on the East Coast and rubbed my waist...it really wasn't like that...

The brainstorming process was running at high speed, and finally, Ajef came to his own great conclusion: