The polar ice wind, which is even colder in Murmans than in Lake City, blew into the church, but it did not wake up the people in the church.
The frenzied atmosphere filled with desire became more and more intense, and some crazy gasps and growls became the only melody in the church.
The solid wooden cross has been completely stained red with blood. The white dress that represents transcendence and holiness has been completely torn. Blood-stained cloth strips are scattered around the cross. Blood is dripping. On the cross, the limbs have been penetrated by steel nails.
The face of the woman nailed on it was pale and numb, and countless disgusting liquids covered her body. She was naked, and her once white, tender and beautiful body was covered with bruises that made people dare not look directly at it. The once most noble and holy quilt was covered with bruises.
Destroyed and shattered, the final outcome turned out to be so desperate and cruel.
The woman's eyes turned slightly, looking at Aresis who had been standing in the hall.
The tall Aresis looked at her coldly, his eyes cold and malicious, filled with pleasure.
Another group of holy warriors hurriedly took off their clothes and rushed forward. Their almost irrational and crazy voices sounded, and the entire hall became the best place to vent their animal desires.
No one can describe this feeling.
It was absurd and refreshing that went deep into the bones. After all, at this moment, the person they were pressing down under them, humiliating and toying with indiscriminately, was the saint of the Holy See.
Just thinking about this feeling is enough to make these holy warriors with firm faith lose their minds.
Team after team of holy warriors went up, came down, and started over and over again.
The cross was completely stained red with blood.
Angel's body was nailed to it and endured countless ravages.
Her expression did not change, and her eyes turned to look at Aresis quietly.
There was no emotion in her eyes, only numbness and dullness, which was the despair of her entire soul being completely destroyed.
Disgusting liquid flowed down along with the blood.
The weird smell in the hall was almost unbearable.
Aresis took two steps forward and came to Angel.
"Do you regret it?"
He looked into her eyes: "Bitch, this is the fate you deserve. You betrayed the Holy See and your own beliefs. You will fall into hell and be with the devil. Are you satisfied with this ending?"
A glimmer of light gradually appeared in Angel's eyes. To her, it was like being tortured by a thousand knives. Her voice rang out in the dim hall, her words were clear and concise; "I have today, it's me."
It’s your own fault, but what about you? What’s the difference between your current behavior and that of the devil?”
She speaks Chinese.
As a saint of the Holy See, she has been thinking about speaking Chinese and Mandarin for many years.
A flash of rage flashed across Aresis's eyes.
"Snapped!"
He slapped Angel hard on the face.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Aresis' face was ferocious: "Speak in human terms, you bitch!"
"You're going to hell."
Angel laughed miserably: "Everything I do is for the benefit of the Holy See. I may have selfish motives, but I have always been clear about my position. Aresis, you have fallen. You are not worthy of the Holy War Angel."
title."
"Not worthy?!"
Aresis suddenly reached out and grabbed Angel's chin, and roared madly: "You said I'm not worthy?! What about you? When your body was played with by that dirty, despicable, humble killer, you
Have you ever thought that you were a saint of the Holy See? Ah?! In the history of the Holy See for thousands of years, you are the meanest saint. It is simply a shame to the Holy See. I heard that you had that heretic child? Ha, you are very
Do you like men? How are you now? You now have dozens of men who have slept with you, do you feel good?"
He slapped Angel's face hard and said coldly: "I'm not an angel, but you're not a saint either, you're just a despicable bitch!"
"I love him."
Angel's voice was weak: "But I have never given up my position because of this. Aresis, what do people like you know?"
Aresis really doesn't understand.
Because Angel was too weak and his voice was soft, he didn't even understand the meaning of Angel's words. This damn woman, until now, was still speaking Chinese, which he was not actually familiar with.
"I've already informed him."
Aresis said coldly: "If he cares about you, he will come here. So you are lucky. You will not die before he appears. During this period, you will still have many men. Enjoy it."
, Your Highness the Saint, I will capture him and crucify him with you, and you should all be purified!"
Angel's body moved, and just when he was about to speak, a sigh suddenly sounded.
This sigh with extremely complicated emotions was deep and old, and for a moment it seemed to pull everyone's soul into it.
Including Aresis, everyone stayed in place for a while, with confused eyes.
In the hall that exuded a subtle odor, the Pope in white walked in.
...
"Are you from the North Island?"
"I'm from the Northeast."
"northeast?"
"Northeast of Middle-earth."
"oh
, Middle-earth, I haven’t been there yet, my name is Ariel, from Italos.”
"My...name is Situ."
"This is the last name."
"Um."
"Um?"
"goodbye."
...
"What a coincidence, you haven't left yet?"
"Um."
"You like cherry blossoms too?"
"dislike."
"Then what are you looking at?"
"Look at the sea."
“The sea in North Island is not pretty.”
“The other side of the sea is beautiful.”
"Oh, I don't like it there, I don't like that mountain."
"No one in Italos likes that mountain, and neither do I."
...
"I'm very happy these days. See you tomorrow."
"I gotta go."
"Where to go?"
"go home."
"Oh, Zhongzhou? I don't seem to be welcome there, but I think I will go, but Chinese is difficult, can you teach me?"
"I gotta go."
"You can take me with you and I will learn Chinese with you."
"Can't take it with me."
"..."
"goodbye."
Under the setting sun, the sunlight from the North Island shone from the sea level and fell on the cherry blossom trees. The pure, holy and beautiful woman looked at his back gradually walking away, and suddenly said: "Actually, my name is Angel."
The back figure paused.
"My name is Situ Wanjie."
"Oh, Situ, we are friends."
...
"They want to kill me."
"Why?"
"My identity can represent many things, and they want my identity."
"Um."
"Hmm again?"
"Look at the cherry blossoms, your favorite."
The petals of the cherry blossoms are flying in the wind, and in the morning after the rain, there is clear light everywhere.
A little haggard, she sat under the tree with a heart-stopping beauty.
After a while, she whispered: "But I want to go back."
The silent and sharp young man looked at the sea in the north for a long time before he said calmly: "Then go back and I will see you off."
...
"Oh, Saint?"
"Sorry, I..."
"No need to say sorry."
The sanctuary is before your eyes.
From the North Island to the Holy Land, across mountains and rivers, passing through plains, and flying over the sea, countless warriors with firm faith fell. After nearly half a year of wandering and wandering several times, the young men and women finally arrived in Italos and the Holy Land.
area.
The man's face looked extremely tired, but the light in his eyes became increasingly sharp.
"You are the missing saint of the Holy See."
"I'm sorry, I really..."
The woman's voice trembled.
The man turned around slowly and said calmly: "Goodbye."
"don't want."
...
"That's the Holy Land. It's the place where I grew up. I'm a saint of the Holy See. It's always been my dream to return. I have no choice."
"I can understand that the sanctuary has arrived and it's time for me to leave. Angel...Your Highness."
"Don't call me Your Highness!! Call me by my name."
In the cold and dead silence, the woman who only needed to take one step forward to reach the top looked back at the sanctuary with a dazed look in her eyes: "I have always wanted to come back, because my dream is here."
But at this time, the dream was so illusory. Only the man in front of her who had stood in front of her countless times in the past six months was so real.
She returned to the sanctuary.
But now...
"I want to get out of here."
"Situ, take me away, okay?"
".....good."
...
"Your Majesty, let him go, please."
"Your Highness Angel, don't forget your identity!"
"He is my friend, Aresis, you have no right to interfere with my privacy!"
"Absurd. Saints have no privacy!"
"I don't want to be a saint, I don't want..."
"If he doesn't become a saint, he will die."
"This is blasphemy."
"Purify this heretic. He kidnapped the saint and deserves death!"
"No, no, please, please, let him go..."
...
The engine roared to the limit in the wind and rain, and the night quickly receded. The vehicle went straight from the road to the highway. At the maximum speed, the off-road vehicle carrying the Snow Dance Legion pass passed directly through the border of Ulan Country.
Zed's eyes became more and more silent.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the vehicle officially entered the Aimiya border.
The almost overloaded roar of the engine continued.
The car was rushing under the wind and rain, and countless memories flashed through my mind.
"I have met His Highness..."
"Who are you?"
"I am Situ Cangyue's younger brother.
Brother, I am Jie."
"Oh, that little guy back then, I saw you, why are you here?"
"I want to be stronger."
The calm voice was filled with unimaginable stubbornness and paranoia, like a wounded beast roaring.
"There are many ways to become stronger."
"But only with you can I find the fastest and most effective method. My martial arts is very special."
"Why do you want to become stronger?"
"I just wanted to bring her back. He said she wanted to come with me. He said she wanted to see the cherry blossoms in the North Island."
"Where is she?"
The other party didn't ask who she was, just where she was.
In this old man's mind, it doesn't matter at all who the other party is.
"In...the Sanctuary."
The three simple words seemed to carry a very heavy weight. He slowly opened his mouth and said it with great difficulty.
"Sanctuary...are you going to take away their saint? Or a candidate for saint? Or a certain core divine punishment priest?"
"..."
"No matter who it is, if I face Aresis and the Pope in my current state and attack with all my strength in the sanctuary, I should be 70% sure of bringing them back. But if you say... I'm afraid it will take many years."
"Your Highness, do you intend to help me?"
"I can't take action, otherwise what will happen to the remaining soldiers behind me?"
"I heard that His Highness holds a map of the God of War, which can be achieved as quickly as possible..."
"That's the Invincible Chapter. You might die."
"I have already died once. When I am in the sanctuary, I still ask Your Highness to fulfill my wishes."
"I can give you the Invincible Chapter, but what can you give me?"
"As long as I have it, I'm willing to give it all!"
"everything?"
"everything."
"I don't want everything from you, but I want your position."
"There have been rumors in the world that His Highness once arranged many back-ups before the collapse of the Li family. Among them, Qixing should be the leader. If the rumors are true, Jie is willing to be one of the Seven Stars."
"Qixing has already chosen someone, so you don't need to worry about it. If you are interested, from today on, you will be in the Li family and your code name will be North Pole."
"What should I do?"
"In a few years, if there is a suitable opportunity, I hope you can take care of my grandson outside."
The old man's hand points forward.
Through the dense forest, at the farthest point of sight, there is a child standing faintly.
He holds a sword in one hand, as quiet as a sculpture under the scorching sun.
"This is...."
"My grandson, Li Tianlan."
...
Zed's eyes fell on the phone.
Countless pictures in my memory surged like a tide, broken, messy, clear, and blurry.
He picked up his cell phone and found Li Tianlan's number. He hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't make the call.
Early morning of August 25th.
The black off-road vehicle rushed across the border of Amea and continued to move forward.
All the way north.
The cold current of the Arctic Ocean howls in the wind and rain.
The darkness ahead is getting deeper and deeper.
The vehicle entered the snow country and moved forward.
It is already a polar night in the northern region of Snow Country.
Wind and rain are like waterfalls, constantly swaying between heaven and earth.
Zed's eyes became more and more focused.
The serious injuries in his body began to be suppressed bit by bit by him, suppressing them at all costs.
He no longer thinks about what will happen next.
At this moment, Jie was running wildly through the shadows, with only concentration in his mind.
This is the strongest calamity.
Stop thinking about future disasters.
It's four o'clock in the morning.
The black off-road vehicle entered the northernmost tip of the snow country, only a hundred kilometers away from Murmans.
Jie suddenly felt a little regretful.
In this world of ice and snow, her favorite cherry blossoms are gone after all. Even he is no longer the same as before.
And he also never fulfilled the promise he made to the old man.
He finally picked up the phone and dialed the number.
The phone was slowly connected in a brief silence.
A soft but somewhat surprised voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Can you still make calls?"
"sister..."
Jie was silent for a moment and said softly: "Do me a favor."
Situ Cangyue seemed a little unable to react and said nothing for a while.
"From now on...help me take good care of Tianlan. This is the promise I owe to Mr. Li."
"Where are you?"
It seemed like something cold connected the two ends of the phone in an instant.
Situ Cangyue's voice became extremely calm in an instant.
Zie held the phone and drove faster and faster.
He shook his head and said softly: "Sister, I'm sorry."
The phone hangs up.
Amidst the roaring and almost exploding engine sound, Zed, full of regret and concentration, threw away his cell phone and threw away the mask on his face.
The face that was no longer young faced the wind and rain outside the window and rushed directly towards Moormans with the most decisive attitude.