Ye Zhongming was surprised. It wasn't that he didn't want the saint to go back with him, or that there was something he didn't want the saint to see, but it was a matter of danger.
What is chasing behind him now is a ninth-level life, and its endless subordinates, not to mention Ye Zhongming, Xiabai team plus Yangos and War Rat Legion, there are ten more Ye Zhongming, Yangosi and Xiabai.
They are also a bunch of little trash in front of me.
That ninth-level being might just raise his hand and make them disappear into ashes.
Under such circumstances, it seems a bit unreasonable for the saint to go to the temple with Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming is naturally not narcissistic enough to think that the current queen of the Dawn Temple has taken a fancy to him and wants to live and die with him. She must have other purposes, so her intentions are worth considering.
"You want to go to the Gate of Prayer." The saint's gaze passed over the small town that was about to be abandoned after its final busy life, and landed in an unknown distance.
Ye Zhongming nodded and did not deny it.
"When I was very young, I, and even other people in the temple, were instilled with the concept that everything we have comes from God's gift, and the evidence of God's existence is the door of blessing."
Slightly surprised, Ye Zhongming never thought that the saint would say this, but he did not express any opinions.
Since she decided to become the Queen of the Dawn Temple, the Saint's style has changed significantly. Although she still wears the white robe before, she has added some other color modifications to it, especially golden silk threads.
It is widely used by her.
When the ceremony is not being performed, the scepter is also put away, and is replaced by a crystal ball, with some mist liquid swirling around inside, making it seem like it is a world of its own.
"Many years ago, I saw the Prayer Door working. It really made some incredible things happen. I was convinced of my faith because of this. But I don't know when something happened. Everything changed.
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Something different lit up in the saint's beautiful eyes.
"The prayer door seems to have become a decoration. In every pilgrimage meeting, it is just me or the Holy Father who emits the holy light. Although it looks very gorgeous and the effect is good, many people actually understand that it is abnormal and should be
It was the moment when the Gate of Blessing showed its miracles, but... it turned into the most ordinary kneeling."
The saint made gestures with her hands, as if she wanted to push something away.
"That is not what I yearn for, nor is it my belief, nor is it the belief of the people of the temple."
"So you want to see what's going on there?" Ye Zhongming asked.
Nodding, the saint said: "I know there will be dangers with you, and that beast is chasing after you, but I also want to see what happened to the Gate of Blessings. In these years... what has the Holy Father done to you?
What have you done."
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After crossing the border town, Ye Zhongming saw the prosperity that belonged to the Dawn Temple. This prosperity was different from the prosperity before the end of the earth. It was full of simplicity and tranquility, but on the streets paved with bluestones, there were many things left behind after people left.
There are also the occasional unmanaged poultry looking for food, exercising their lost hunting ability.
Occasionally, you can see a few staggering old people walking on these streets. They will look around blankly, then sigh and shake their heads.
They chose to stay, chose to obey the destiny, and handed life and death over to their lifelong faith.
There are already traces of monsters in some remote villages and towns close to the mountains and forests. They have grown accustomed to it and found that the gathering places of humans are empty. They can come and go without restraint. They shuttle in front of and behind the houses, looking for the delicacies left by humans.
Occasionally, you can see several monsters gathering together, tearing and eating human corpses. Without the ability to live in groups and without enough force, humans are the food of the monsters.
The saint could still watch these calmly at first, but later, her eyes were closed, and she sat on Yangos's huge body, as if she was asleep.
Ye Zhongming could feel the compassion and compassion in this woman, and his opinion of her was much better.
After entering the territory of the Dawn Temple, news about the monster army was basically cut off. Ye Zhongming and the Saint didn't know where the pursuers behind them had gone. They just hurried on at full speed.
With the support of a strong physique, after more than a dozen sunsets, the temple is in sight.
Even though I have seen this building that is still on the horizon from the perspective of my soul, when I came here again, the shock brought by the mountain-like giant castle still impacted the vision and brains of Ye Zhongming and others.
"Let's go!"
The saint immediately went forward, and Ye Zhongming also arrived here and discovered that the city where the temple is located is located on the top of a mountain.
In this city, there were obviously many more people who were unwilling to leave than in other places. When the Holy Maiden appeared, these people began to gather spontaneously under the temple, and there were thousands in number.
Different from the old and weak people in other places, most of the people here are young and middle-aged. They all have fanatical beliefs and are the most loyal believers. They voluntarily stay to guard the temple.
When they saw the saint, they did not cheer or kneel as before, but just looked at her with complicated expressions.
The Holy Father and the Holy Lady, the two people they respected the most, had something like that happen to them, and they didn't know how to face it.
The saint took out her scepter and directed a beam of holy light at these people. Those bathing in it felt the warmth of the holy light, but it could not dispel the confusion in their hearts. Many people knelt down and cried bitterly, and their cries were full of sorrow.
helpless.
Until Ye Zhongming, Saintess and others stepped into the Dawn Temple on the three magnificent stone towers, these people were still in a daze and stood motionless.
Everything in the hall was as before, but it gave people a feeling of desertedness and depression.
"Ye, that thing is not very comfortable."
Xia Bai, who never spoke much, suddenly said to Ye Zhongming. She said this while looking at the prayer door in the main hall.
At this moment, Ye Zhongming also got the hint of the door of blessing.
This prayer door, which was emitting red and white light, seemed to recognize Ye Zhongming. Before he could get closer, the light was projected onto him.
"Wish fulfillment time, tribute is being determined..."
"Tribute: Fallen Angel, level, best, do you want to donate?"
What's going on?!
These words frightened Ye Zhongming to death!
Who is a fallen angel? At that moment, Ye Zhongming was a little confused, but when he heard Xia Bai say it, he suddenly realized that Xia Bai might be a fallen angel. Aren't her wings called fallen angels?
Is this the rhythm of sacrificing oneself to Xia Bai? The best? Is this the highest level of dedication?