Chapter 2751
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Outside the City of Light, Saint Isaac's prayers never stopped for a moment.
The tyrannical power belonging to the saints made the pagans in the city dare not give birth to the idea of approaching. Don't look at the body of the saint, it is only the size of a human, but he can compete with the bright image that is countless times larger than him, and he is not inferior at all.
The power that belonged to him deeply shocked everyone in the city. Even if he always prayed at the simple altar set up outside the city, the people in the city did not dare to approach him. Anyone who dared to approach him would be cut by the pure white sword glow. into two pieces.
The saint's figure did not move at all, and his prayers were extremely devout. Sometimes, even the inhabitants of the city were deeply moved when they heard the continuous prayer.
Although the saints are their enemies, the unwavering piety in him will shock even those who believe in heroes of the light. These people ask themselves, their devotion to the heroes of the light is far from the level of saints. Perhaps this is why saints are saints, and they are just ordinary people, far from reaching the pious. level.
On this day, Saint Isaac's prayer to call for reinforcements from the Holy See was interrupted by a sudden incident.
A stone smashed towards Isaac, but was blocked by an invisible force in front of him, unable to touch his body at all.
The protection from the apostles keeps Saint Isaac from any ranged damage. Under the protection of the apostles, it is a power that changes the rules from the field of destiny, and no one must abide by it, and no one can violate it.
Isaac opened his eyes, he was not hurt by the stones, it didn't mean he would let go of those who threw stones at him, and dared to offend the saints appointed by the stigmata, which was equivalent to offending the stigmata himself. The wicked will be judged by him.
A girl appeared in the saint's sight, holding a handful of picked stones in her arms, smashing them one by one at the saint who was praying.
The girl didn't seem to plan to approach him, but just picked up the stones and kept hitting him. Her actions were destined to be futile. The power of the rules blocked all the stones she threw.
Isaac let out a cold snort, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of the girl. The girl was startled by Isaac's unimaginable high speed. She didn't even see Isaac's movements, she was so scared that she slumped on the ground, and even the stone she picked up collapsed with her. And scattered all over the place.
Isaac glanced at the girl sitting on the ground, then turned to look around. There were no other enemies nearby. It seemed that the girl in front of him was the only one who attacked him rashly.
The girl's face was stained with gray stains, and the clothes on her body were dirty. Her eyes were very cloudy, and she did not have the divine light and agility of a devotee. The saint only needed to look at her to understand that she had never prayed to God.
What Isaac couldn't understand was why the girl attacked him alone? Based on her strength, not to mention dealing with herself with the protection of the apostles, even dealing with ordinary people is not enough. Don't the people in the city tell her that this is an act of self-defeating?
Isaac pondered for a while, but didn't get any answer. In the end, he had to frown and asked the gray-stained girl in front of him: "Why are you here? Where are your parents? ?"
"They were crushed under the collapsed house in the previous battle and are now dead." The girl said without emotion, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself.
The saints were unmoved: "The pagans deserve to be punished, and their deaths are their own fault. Not long ago, I felt the breath of the undead in the city. Did they become undead?"
Listening to the saint's indifferent words, the girl also showed a bit of anger on her face. She picked up the stone on the ground again and smashed it at the saint with all her strength. However, her actions were destined to be futile. The legendary creature can't break the apostle's protection, how can she do it. Her will is not enough to shake the firm shackles called fate.
"How can you say that? Even if they are really wrong, they are my parents, and yours?"
Finally, after trying to no avail, the girl finally got discouraged. She realized that the saint is an invincible existence, at least with her strength, there is absolutely no chance of such a chance, so she lowered her head and brought her tone into her voice. A bit sad and disappointed.
"My parents?" Isaac raised his eyebrows. "My parents led me to the arms of God. I grew up in the kingdom of heaven and listened to God's teachings. Speaking of which, I don't remember their faces. , but I'm very grateful to them for giving me this opportunity to lead me on the right path."
Listening to the saint's narration, the girl also became a little surprised and strange from the anger at the beginning: "Wait, I seem to have heard someone mention that only the dead can go to the cloud city in the sky, you are already dead. Is it? Or you are simply an undead."
"I'm not an undead." Hearing the girl say this, Saint Isaac suddenly became unhappy. Someone said that he shouldered justice and had already thrown himself into the arms of God. He was those lowly and cursed undead creatures, which made him How to accept, "I am the Holy Spirit transformed by the soul, and I am accompanied by the angels in the clouds, and the noble priests, not some undead creature."
The girl looked at him suspiciously: "You said just now that your parents sent you to the kingdom of heaven? Did they kill you? Or is there another reason?"
The saint didn't answer her question: "You have too many questions, pagans, those tribulations and trials are just God-given tests, you can't understand this, so you can never come to God's arms. I don't judge your sins now, it doesn't mean you can stay here, hurry back to the city and wait for the judgment to come."
The girl did not do what he said, but looked at him curiously: "Everyone in the city said, you are just pretending to be here, your prayers will not be fruitful, you have already taken the light of the statue without any The way, the hero of light will save us in the end..."
"There are no bright heroes at all." Isaac shook his head, he couldn't agree with what the girl said, and interrupted her words directly, "And my prayers will eventually be To the ears of God. God's response will come soon, and at that time there will be high and holy angels who will sweep away all evil, just like..."
Isaac paused and didn't continue to speak. He believed that with the knowledge shown by the girl, it was impossible to know what he was going to say next, and he didn't even hear it.
"Of course there are heroes of the light!" The girl did not agree with Isaac's words. She was speechless and eager to prove it to the saints, but she couldn't produce any strong evidence. The deeds known by all the residents in the city, "When Guerasia encountered a powerful enemy and the demon king from hell swept the world, the hero of light stood up to provide justice for the suffering people, not only beheading the evil demon king, but also purifying people at the time."
"I think you mean the people who were judged at the time." Isaac glanced at her in surprise. He couldn't imagine that the girl in front of her had been completely brainwashed by the pagans. She didn't understand what happened at all. Saying what the pagans taught her, "It's not as you think, the swept away of evil, nor the heroes of light, but the exalted righteous, and the holy angels."
The girl stared at him suspiciously: "Why do you say that? Is there anything wrong with what everyone in the city believes?"
This time Isaac can only spread his hands: "I think I still have some say in this matter, because that is the era I live in. It's not that people say that, things are right, As you say, I can still ask all the Holy Spirits in Cloud City to testify for me, that doesn't make much sense, does it?"
The girl just let out a light hum. She carefully looked at the saint in front of her. The residents in the city said that the saint is an extremely evil being. He is here to destroy everything in the city. He will bring the deepest bad luck. Upheaval will take place because of him.
The girl's parents died in the aftermath of the previous battle. The fallen Statue of Light collapsed the house where they were hiding, which caused them to die of serious injuries.
For the saint, the girl hated the saint at first, knowing that the stone she threw could not break the protection of the saint's body, but she still did not stop her movements and still threw the stone at the saint. It seems that only by doing so can the hatred in her heart be vented.
Fortunately, the saint didn't seem to care about this matter, but just used the strength she showed to frighten her actions, and the words were not aggressive, but justified her solemnly, which also made her heart, to the saint. The disciples had a different opinion. He didn't seem to be as evil as the inhabitants of the city said.
At least the saints in front of them are not as evil as the undead who wantonly slaughtered mages in the south of the City of Light. I heard that the leader of those evil people, a terrifying existence named Rhodes, he will kill anyone he sees, and he doesn't even need to fight. Just by looking at others, they will lose their lives, and I don't know if the rumors are true or not.
If a girl were to evaluate, she probably didn't believe in such groundless rumors, the ability to take lives with just one look, how could there be such a terrifying power in the world? She believes that the heroes of light will never allow such a thing to happen. If there is such an evil force, the heroes of light will definitely eliminate it completely.
But since there are such rumors, the girl also vaguely guessed what cruel things that undead leader has done on weekdays. The saint in front of him, although he is hostile to the residents of the city, at least his nature is not evil.
Thinking of this, the girl looked at the saint's eyes, and the hatred at the beginning was much reduced: "No matter what you say, the heroes of the light will definitely save us, just like the heroes of the light who saved Guerasia and fell into despair. Same as the inhabitants of Gomorrah."
"It seems that you know quite a lot of things." Isaac was also a little surprised when he heard the name of the town from Guerasia from the girl's mouth.
He couldn't help but be so surprised. Hearing the names of towns that had been submerged in history for hundreds of years, and the names of towns from the time of the saints appeared again, the saints not only sighed at the girl's wealth of knowledge, but also to the pagans. Their behavior is even more contradictory. They wantonly tamper with the history of Ancient Erathia. I am afraid things are not what the girl imagined.
Looking at the girl's hopeful eyes, the saint was stunned to find that her eyes were so similar to her former self. They all had pious beliefs and had already entrusted their lives to someone who was deeper than themselves. Existence, it is a pity that what the saints entrust is the only right path in the world, and the girl in front of her has unknowingly entered a dead end that cannot be turned back.
"If everything you said is true, then do you know who made the hero of light come?" The saint thought for a while, and asked the girl a question that should not have been asked by him.
The girl heard the hidden desire and loneliness in Isaac's words. He seemed to want the girl to tell the answer, but he was a little worried that the girl couldn't really feel the message he was trying to convey. Naturally, the girl couldn't understand the reason for that complicated emotion, and she didn't know the answer to that question, so she could only shake her head at the end of the pilgrim.
Seeing the girl shaking her head, the saint was relieved, and some things are better not to be mentioned. During the questioning of the girl, the saint thought she knew something, but now it seems that she was just overthinking it. The girl only heard people mention these things by accident, and did not know that the passage originated from ancient Erasia. secret.
"You...don't plan to go back to the town?" Looking at the girl in front of him, the saint's words paused, and finally asked, "Holy angel, has heard my prayer, but unfortunately the angel is dealing with it. Other difficult enemies can't rush to the battlefield here. When the angel comes, everything in the city will be judged, and all those who betray the gods will have nowhere to stay, waiting for you, I'm afraid there is only deep destruction."
The girl was a little surprised. These things were things that the residents of the city couldn't guess. I didn't expect that the powerful saint had already contacted an angel who was stronger than him and could completely destroy everything in the city. If what he said was If it is true, the consequences would be unimaginable.
For some reason, looking at the saint in front of her, the girl did not doubt what he said. Maybe she was moved by the saint's previous words, or it belonged to the delicate mind of the girl. She chose to believe in the saint in front of her, and finally stayed behind. out of town.
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Outside the City of Light, Saint Isaac's prayers never stopped for a moment.
The tyrannical power belonging to the saints made the pagans in the city dare not give birth to the idea of approaching. Don't look at the body of the saint, it is only the size of a human, but he can compete with the bright image that is countless times larger than him, and he is not inferior at all.
The power that belonged to him deeply shocked everyone in the city. Even if he always prayed at the simple altar set up outside the city, the people in the city did not dare to approach him. Anyone who dared to approach him would be cut by the pure white sword glow. into two pieces.
The saint's figure did not move at all, and his prayers were extremely devout. Sometimes, even the inhabitants of the city were deeply moved when they heard the continuous prayer.
Although the saints are their enemies, the unwavering piety in him will shock even those who believe in heroes of the light. These people ask themselves, their devotion to the heroes of the light is far from the level of saints. Perhaps this is why saints are saints, and they are just ordinary people, far from reaching the pious. level.
On this day, Saint Isaac's prayer to call for reinforcements from the Holy See was interrupted by a sudden incident.
A stone smashed towards Isaac, but was blocked by an invisible force in front of him, unable to touch his body at all.
The protection from the apostles keeps Saint Isaac from any ranged damage. Under the protection of the apostles, it is a power that changes the rules from the field of destiny, and no one must abide by it, and no one can violate it.
Isaac opened his eyes, he was not hurt by the stones, it didn't mean he would let go of those who threw stones at him, and dared to offend the saints appointed by the stigmata, which was equivalent to offending the stigmata himself. The wicked will be judged by him.
A girl appeared in the saint's sight, holding a handful of picked stones in her arms, smashing them one by one at the saint who was praying.
The girl didn't seem to plan to approach him, but just picked up the stones and kept hitting him. Her actions were destined to be futile. The power of the rules blocked all the stones she threw.
Isaac let out a cold snort, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of the girl. The girl was startled by Isaac's unimaginable high speed. She didn't even see Isaac's movements, she was so scared that she slumped on the ground, and even the stone she picked up collapsed with her. And scattered all over the place.
Isaac glanced at the girl sitting on the ground, then turned to look around. There were no other enemies nearby. It seemed that the girl in front of him was the only one who attacked him rashly.
The girl's face was stained with gray stains, and the clothes on her body were dirty. Her eyes were very cloudy, and she did not have the divine light and agility of a devotee. The saint only needed to look at her to understand that she had never prayed to God.
What Isaac couldn't understand was why the girl attacked him alone? Based on her strength, not to mention dealing with herself with the protection of the apostles, even dealing with ordinary people is not enough. Don't the people in the city tell her that this is an act of self-defeating?
Isaac pondered for a while, but didn't get any answer. In the end, he had to frown and asked the gray-stained girl in front of him: "Why are you here? Where are your parents? ?"
"They were crushed under the collapsed house in the previous battle and are now dead." The girl said without emotion, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself.
The saints were unmoved: "The pagans deserve to be punished, and their deaths are their own fault. Not long ago, I felt the breath of the undead in the city. Did they become undead?"
Listening to the saint's indifferent words, the girl also showed a bit of anger on her face. She picked up the stone on the ground again and smashed it at the saint with all her strength. However, her actions were destined to be futile. The legendary creature can't break the apostle's protection, how can she do it. Her will is not enough to shake the firm shackles called fate.
"How can you say that? Even if they are really wrong, they are my parents, and yours?"
Finally, after trying to no avail, the girl finally got discouraged. She realized that the saint is an invincible existence, at least with her strength, there is absolutely no chance of such a chance, so she lowered her head and brought her tone into her voice. A bit sad and disappointed.
"My parents?" Isaac raised his eyebrows. "My parents led me to the arms of God. I grew up in the kingdom of heaven and listened to God's teachings. Speaking of which, I don't remember their faces. , but I'm very grateful to them for giving me this opportunity to lead me on the right path."
Listening to the saint's narration, the girl also became a little surprised and strange from the anger at the beginning: "Wait, I seem to have heard someone mention that only the dead can go to the cloud city in the sky, you are already dead. Is it? Or you are simply an undead."
"I'm not an undead." Hearing the girl say this, Saint Isaac suddenly became unhappy. Someone said that he shouldered justice and had already thrown himself into the arms of God. He was those lowly and cursed undead creatures, which made him How to accept, "I am the Holy Spirit transformed by the soul, and I am accompanied by the angels in the clouds, and the noble priests, not some undead creature."
The girl looked at him suspiciously: "You said just now that your parents sent you to the kingdom of heaven? Did they kill you? Or is there another reason?"
The saint didn't answer her question: "You have too many questions, pagans, those tribulations and trials are just God-given tests, you can't understand this, so you can never come to God's arms. I don't judge your sins now, it doesn't mean you can stay here, hurry back to the city and wait for the judgment to come."
The girl did not do what he said, but looked at him curiously: "Everyone in the city said, you are just pretending to be here, your prayers will not be fruitful, you have already taken the light of the statue without any The way, the hero of light will save us in the end..."
"There are no bright heroes at all." Isaac shook his head, he couldn't agree with what the girl said, and interrupted her words directly, "And my prayers will eventually be To the ears of God. God's response will come soon, and at that time there will be high and holy angels who will sweep away all evil, just like..."
Isaac paused and didn't continue to speak. He believed that with the knowledge shown by the girl, it was impossible to know what he was going to say next, and he didn't even hear it.
"Of course there are heroes of the light!" The girl did not agree with Isaac's words. She was speechless and eager to prove it to the saints, but she couldn't produce any strong evidence. The deeds known by all the residents in the city, "When Guerasia encountered a powerful enemy and the demon king from hell swept the world, the hero of light stood up to provide justice for the suffering people, not only beheading the evil demon king, but also purifying people at the time."
"I think you mean the people who were judged at the time." Isaac glanced at her in surprise. He couldn't imagine that the girl in front of her had been completely brainwashed by the pagans. She didn't understand what happened at all. Saying what the pagans taught her, "It's not as you think, the swept away of evil, nor the heroes of light, but the exalted righteous, and the holy angels."
The girl stared at him suspiciously: "Why do you say that? Is there anything wrong with what everyone in the city believes?"
This time Isaac can only spread his hands: "I think I still have some say in this matter, because that is the era I live in. It's not that people say that, things are right, As you say, I can still ask all the Holy Spirits in Cloud City to testify for me, that doesn't make much sense, does it?"
The girl just let out a light hum. She carefully looked at the saint in front of her. The residents in the city said that the saint is an extremely evil being. He is here to destroy everything in the city. He will bring the deepest bad luck. Upheaval will take place because of him.
The girl's parents died in the aftermath of the previous battle. The fallen Statue of Light collapsed the house where they were hiding, which caused them to die of serious injuries.
For the saint, the girl hated the saint at first, knowing that the stone she threw could not break the protection of the saint's body, but she still did not stop her movements and still threw the stone at the saint. It seems that only by doing so can the hatred in her heart be vented.
Fortunately, the saint didn't seem to care about this matter, but just used the strength she showed to frighten her actions, and the words were not aggressive, but justified her solemnly, which also made her heart, to the saint. The disciples had a different opinion. He didn't seem to be as evil as the inhabitants of the city said.
At least the saints in front of them are not as evil as the undead who wantonly slaughtered mages in the south of the City of Light. I heard that the leader of those evil people, a terrifying existence named Rhodes, he will kill anyone he sees, and he doesn't even need to fight. Just by looking at others, they will lose their lives, and I don't know if the rumors are true or not.
If a girl were to evaluate, she probably didn't believe in such groundless rumors, the ability to take lives with just one look, how could there be such a terrifying power in the world? She believes that the heroes of light will never allow such a thing to happen. If there is such an evil force, the heroes of light will definitely eliminate it completely.
But since there are such rumors, the girl also vaguely guessed what cruel things that undead leader has done on weekdays. The saint in front of him, although he is hostile to the residents of the city, at least his nature is not evil.
Thinking of this, the girl looked at the saint's eyes, and the hatred at the beginning was much reduced: "No matter what you say, the heroes of the light will definitely save us, just like the heroes of the light who saved Guerasia and fell into despair. Same as the inhabitants of Gomorrah."
"It seems that you know quite a lot of things." Isaac was also a little surprised when he heard the name of the town from Guerasia from the girl's mouth.
He couldn't help but be so surprised. Hearing the names of towns that had been submerged in history for hundreds of years, and the names of towns from the time of the saints appeared again, the saints not only sighed at the girl's wealth of knowledge, but also to the pagans. Their behavior is even more contradictory. They wantonly tamper with the history of Ancient Erathia. I am afraid things are not what the girl imagined.
Looking at the girl's hopeful eyes, the saint was stunned to find that her eyes were so similar to her former self. They all had pious beliefs and had already entrusted their lives to someone who was deeper than themselves. Existence, it is a pity that what the saints entrust is the only right path in the world, and the girl in front of her has unknowingly entered a dead end that cannot be turned back.
"If everything you said is true, then do you know who made the hero of light come?" The saint thought for a while, and asked the girl a question that should not have been asked by him.
The girl heard the hidden desire and loneliness in Isaac's words. He seemed to want the girl to tell the answer, but he was a little worried that the girl couldn't really feel the message he was trying to convey. Naturally, the girl couldn't understand the reason for that complicated emotion, and she didn't know the answer to that question, so she could only shake her head at the end of the pilgrim.
Seeing the girl shaking her head, the saint was relieved, and some things are better not to be mentioned. During the questioning of the girl, the saint thought she knew something, but now it seems that she was just overthinking it. The girl only heard people mention these things by accident, and did not know that the passage originated from ancient Erasia. secret.
"You...don't plan to go back to the town?" Looking at the girl in front of him, the saint's words paused, and finally asked, "Holy angel, has heard my prayer, but unfortunately the angel is dealing with it. Other difficult enemies can't rush to the battlefield here. When the angel comes, everything in the city will be judged, and all those who betray the gods will have nowhere to stay, waiting for you, I'm afraid there is only deep destruction."
The girl was a little surprised. These things were things that the residents of the city couldn't guess. I didn't expect that the powerful saint had already contacted an angel who was stronger than him and could completely destroy everything in the city. If what he said was If it is true, the consequences would be unimaginable.
For some reason, looking at the saint in front of her, the girl did not doubt what he said. Maybe she was moved by the saint's previous words, or it belonged to the delicate mind of the girl. She chose to believe in the saint in front of her, and finally stayed behind. out of town.
Outside the City of Light, Saint Isaac's prayers never stopped for a moment. The tyrannical power belonging to the saints made the pagans in the city dare not give birth to the idea of approaching. Don't look at the body of the saint, it is only the size of a human, but he can compete with the bright image that is countless times larger than him, and he is not inferior at all. The power that belonged to him deeply shocked everyone in the city. Even if he always prayed at the simple altar set up outside the city, the people in the city did not dare to approach him. Anyone who dared to approach him would be cut by the pure white sword glow. into two pieces. The saint's figure did not move at all, and his prayers were extremely devout. Sometimes, even the inhabitants of the city were deeply moved when they heard the continuous prayer. Although the saints are their enemies, the unwavering piety in him will shock even those who believe in heroes of the light. These people ask themselves, their devotion to the heroes of the light is far from the level of saints. Perhaps this is why saints are saints, and they are just ordinary people, far from reaching the pious. level. On this day, Saint Isaac's prayer to call for reinforcements from the Holy See was interrupted by a sudden incident. A stone smashed towards Isaac, but was blocked by an invisible force in front of him, unable to touch his body at all. The protection from the apostles keeps Saint Isaac from any ranged damage. Under the protection of the apostles, it is a power that changes the rules from the field of destiny, and no one must abide by it, and no one can violate it. Isaac opened his eyes, he was not hurt by the stones, it didn't mean he would let go of those who threw stones at him, and dared to offend the saints appointed by the stigmata, which was equivalent to offending the stigmata himself. The wicked will be judged by him. A girl appeared in the saint's sight, holding a handful of picked stones in her arms, smashing them one by one at the saint who was praying. The girl didn't seem to plan to approach him, but just picked up the stones and kept hitting him. Her actions were destined to be futile. The power of the rules blocked all the stones she threw. Isaac let out a cold snort, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of the girl. The girl was startled by Isaac's unimaginable high speed. She didn't even see Isaac's movements, she was so scared that she slumped on the ground, and even the stone she picked up collapsed with her. And scattered all over the place. Isaac glanced at the girl sitting on the ground, then turned to look around. There were no other enemies nearby. It seemed that the girl in front of him was the only one who attacked him rashly. The girl's face was stained with gray stains, and the clothes on her body were dirty. Her eyes were very cloudy, and she did not have the divine light and agility of a devotee. The saint only needed to look at her to understand that she had never prayed to God. What Isaac couldn't understand was why the girl attacked him alone? Based on her strength, not to mention dealing with herself with the protection of the apostles, even dealing with ordinary people is not enough. Don't the people in the city tell her that this is an act of self-defeating? Isaac pondered for a while, but didn't get any answer. In the end, he had to frown and asked the gray-stained girl in front of him: "Why are you here? Where are your parents? ?" "They were crushed under the collapsed house in the previous battle and are now dead." The girl said without emotion, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself. The saints were unmoved: "The pagans deserve to be punished, and their deaths are their own fault. Not long ago, I felt the breath of the undead in the city. Did they become undead?" Listening to the saint's indifferent words, the girl also showed a bit of anger on her face. She picked up the stone on the ground again and smashed it at the saint with all her strength. However, her actions were destined to be futile. The legendary creature can't break the apostle's protection, how can she do it. Her will is not enough to shake the firm shackles called fate. "How can you say that? Even if they are really wrong, they are my parents, and yours?" Finally, after trying to no avail, the girl finally got discouraged. She realized that the saint is an invincible existence, at least with her strength, there is absolutely no chance of such a chance, so she lowered her head and brought her tone into her voice. A bit sad and disappointed. "My parents?" Isaac raised his eyebrows. "My parents led me to the arms of God. I grew up in the kingdom of heaven and listened to God's teachings. Speaking of which, I don't remember their faces. , but I'm very grateful to them for giving me this opportunity to lead me on the right path." Listening to the saint's narration, the girl also became a little surprised and strange from the anger at the beginning: "Wait, I seem to have heard someone mention that only the dead can go to the cloud city in the sky, you are already dead. Is it? Or you are simply an undead." "I'm not an undead." Hearing the girl say this, Saint Isaac suddenly became unhappy. Someone said that he shouldered justice and had already thrown himself into the arms of God. He was those lowly and cursed undead creatures, which made him How to accept, "I am the Holy Spirit transformed by the soul, and I am accompanied by the angels in the clouds, and the noble priests, not some undead creature." The girl looked at him suspiciously: "You said just now that your parents sent you to the kingdom of heaven? Did they kill you? Or is there another reason?" The saint didn't answer her question: "You have too many questions, pagans, those tribulations and trials are just God-given tests, you can't understand this, so you can never come to God's arms. I don't judge your sins now, it doesn't mean you can stay here, hurry back to the city and wait for the judgment to come." The girl did not do what he said, but looked at him curiously: "Everyone in the city said, you are just pretending to be here, your prayers will not be fruitful, you have already taken the light of the statue without any The way, the hero of light will save us in the end..." "There are no bright heroes at all." Isaac shook his head, he couldn't agree with what the girl said, and interrupted her words directly, "And my prayers will eventually be To the ears of God. God's response will come soon, and at that time there will be high and holy angels who will sweep away all evil, just like..." Isaac paused and didn't continue to speak. He believed that with the knowledge shown by the girl, it was impossible to know what he was going to say next, and he didn't even hear it. "Of course there are heroes of the light!" The girl did not agree with Isaac's words. She was speechless and eager to prove it to the saints, but she couldn't produce any strong evidence. The deeds known by all the residents in the city, "When Guerasia encountered a powerful enemy and the demon king from hell swept the world, the hero of light stood up to provide justice for the suffering people, not only beheading the evil demon king, but also purifying people at the time." "I think you mean the people who were judged at the time." Isaac glanced at her in surprise. He couldn't imagine that the girl in front of her had been completely brainwashed by the pagans. She didn't understand what happened at all. Saying what the pagans taught her, "It's not as you think, the swept away of evil, nor the heroes of light, but the exalted righteous, and the holy angels." The girl stared at him suspiciously: "Why do you say that? Is there anything wrong with what everyone in the city believes?" This time Isaac can only spread his hands: "I think I still have some say in this matter, because that is the era I live in. It's not that people say that, things are right, As you say, I can still ask all the Holy Spirits in Cloud City to testify for me, that doesn't make much sense, does it?" The girl just let out a light hum. She carefully looked at the saint in front of her. The residents in the city said that the saint is an extremely evil being. He is here to destroy everything in the city. He will bring the deepest bad luck. Upheaval will take place because of him. The girl's parents died in the aftermath of the previous battle. The fallen Statue of Light collapsed the house where they were hiding, which caused them to die of serious injuries. For the saint, the girl hated the saint at first, knowing that the stone she threw could not break the protection of the saint's body, but she still did not stop her movements and still threw the stone at the saint. It seems that only by doing so can the hatred in her heart be vented. Fortunately, the saint didn't seem to care about this matter, but just used the strength she showed to frighten her actions, and the words were not aggressive, but justified her solemnly, which also made her heart, to the saint. The disciples had a different opinion. He didn't seem to be as evil as the inhabitants of the city said. At least the saints in front of them are not as evil as the undead who wantonly slaughtered mages in the south of the City of Light. I heard that the leader of those evil people, a terrifying existence named Rhodes, he will kill anyone he sees, and he doesn't even need to fight. Just by looking at others, they will lose their lives, and I don't know if the rumors are true or not. If a girl were to evaluate, she probably didn't believe in such groundless rumors, the ability to take lives with just one look, how could there be such a terrifying power in the world? She believes that the heroes of light will never allow such a thing to happen. If there is such an evil force, the heroes of light will definitely eliminate it completely. But since there are such rumors, the girl also vaguely guessed what cruel things that undead leader has done on weekdays. The saint in front of him, although he is hostile to the residents of the city, at least his nature is not evil. Thinking of this, the girl looked at the saint's eyes, and the hatred at the beginning was much reduced: "No matter what you say, the heroes of the light will definitely save us, just like the heroes of the light who saved Guerasia and fell into despair. Same as the inhabitants of Gomorrah." "It seems that you know quite a lot of things." Isaac was also a little surprised when he heard the name of the town from Guerasia from the girl's mouth. He couldn't help but be so surprised. Hearing the names of towns that had been submerged in history for hundreds of years, and the names of towns from the time of the saints appeared again, the saints not only sighed at the girl's wealth of knowledge, but also to the pagans. Their behavior is even more contradictory. They wantonly tamper with the history of Ancient Erathia. I am afraid things are not what the girl imagined. Looking at the girl's hopeful eyes, the saint was stunned to find that her eyes were so similar to her former self. They all had pious beliefs and had already entrusted their lives to someone who was deeper than themselves. Existence, it is a pity that what the saints entrust is the only right path in the world, and the girl in front of her has unknowingly entered a dead end that cannot be turned back. "If everything you said is true, then do you know who made the hero of light come?" The saint thought for a while, and asked the girl a question that should not have been asked by him. The girl heard the hidden desire and loneliness in Isaac's words. He seemed to want the girl to tell the answer, but he was a little worried that the girl couldn't really feel the message he was trying to convey. Naturally, the girl couldn't understand the reason for that complicated emotion, and she didn't know the answer to that question, so she could only shake her head at the end of the pilgrim. Seeing the girl shaking her head, the saint was relieved, and some things are better not to be mentioned. During the questioning of the girl, the saint thought she knew something, but now it seems that she was just overthinking it. The girl only heard people mention these things by accident, and did not know that the passage originated from ancient Erasia. secret. "You...don't plan to go back to the town?" Looking at the girl in front of him, the saint's words paused, and finally asked, "Holy angel, has heard my prayer, but unfortunately the angel is dealing with it. Other difficult enemies can't rush to the battlefield here. When the angel comes, everything in the city will be judged, and all those who betray the gods will have nowhere to stay, waiting for you, I'm afraid there is only deep destruction." The girl was a little surprised. These things were things that the residents of the city couldn't guess. I didn't expect that the powerful saint had already contacted an angel who was stronger than him and could completely destroy everything in the city. If what he said was If it is true, the consequences would be unimaginable. For some reason, looking at the saint in front of her, the girl did not doubt what he said. Maybe she was moved by the saint's previous words, or it belonged to the delicate mind of the girl. She chose to believe in the saint in front of her, and finally stayed behind. out of town.
