As the golden holy stone on his chest was annihilated and disappeared in the thick plasma beam, the huge god instantly disintegrated into rocks and debris all over the sky and fell. The rumbling sound was like a meteor from the sky hitting the earth, causing a final burst of violent shaking.
, the already scarred surface tore open the wound again, letting out an overwhelmed groan.
Ronning Lavelle quickly ordered the mechanized troops to switch back to normal mode and quickly evacuated the area affected by the fall of the gods. The Zero Arus, which had returned to the appearance of a rock whale after leaving the game field, was also in Iyeta's direction.
Under the control, the heavy tail fin is gently swayed, like a beluga whale swimming freely in the sea, dexterously flying towards the sky above its head.
At this time, Ringer saw a tiny figure detached from the core of Titan's shattered body, falling to the ground along with the falling stones and debris. Compared with the huge meteorites around him, his weight was simply negligible.
Perhaps because of this, the speed of his fall seemed particularly slow in the eyes of young people, like a withered feather in the wind about to be submerged in a heavy sea.
Ringer's heart beat violently, and he already knew who that person was, so he shouted without thinking: "Iyeta!"
The white-haired angel cast a confused look upon hearing this, and Ringer pointed to the figure without hesitation: "Can you catch him?"
Iyeta visually measured the distance and the speed of the opponent's fall, and then replied lightly: "No problem."
The giant rock whale that was galloping into the sky changed its direction and turned around to fly towards the area where the Earth Mother Titan fell and collapsed. The howling cold wind swept two straight trajectories under its wings. It was incredibly agile and avoided countless drops falling from the sky along the way.
The heavy stones and steel debris were not harmed at all. Before the figure fell to the ground, he appeared under the opponent and caught him. Then he turned around again and flew away through the meteors and meteors in the sky.<
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There was a heavy muffled sound from outside the windmill as heavy objects fell to the ground. Without thinking, Linge turned around and rushed out of the windmill, running towards the figure lying on the open ground.
The sudden action of the giant rock whale caused a burst of surprise from Ronning Lavelle on the ground. He subconsciously adjusted the sight distance auxiliary plug-in in his eyes, wanting to observe what happened and learn the true identity of this mysterious ally.
, and as a result, I happened to see the scene of the young man rushing out of the white windmill. The boy's hole suddenly expanded to the extreme, and a feeling of surprise and even absurdity gradually emerged.
He was so surprised that he forgot to continue observing, and allowed the majestic giant whale to turn its head and fly away, disappearing into the distant clouds beyond the reach of the sight range auxiliary plug-in, and the familiar face naturally disappeared with it. Until
Only then did he come back to his senses and murmured unconsciously: "Mr. Ringer..."
I never thought it would be you.
Should I say we are reunited after a long separation, or is it as expected?
After a moment of silence, he called the signal of Fei Ye Mente. There was a noisy echo in the communication device first, and then the voice from under the ear of Grand Inquisitor Fei came: "Ah, Lang Ning, you came just in time, I'm here
We just dealt with Quan Lingtifu, how is the situation over there? Do you need manpower support?"
"No need, Lord Feier." Lang Ning replied in a calm tone: "The threat target, the Earth Mother Spirit God-Titan, has been eliminated."
"Oh?" Fei'er's voice sounded a little surprised: "You really did it, you are quite skillful. It seems that I made a very right choice by handing over the mobile corps to your command. I would like to see Melquíad
What did Si say..."
She gurgled, feeling proud of her wise decision for a while, and planning to slap the adjutant in the face with the actual results, completely forgetting that she had handed over the mobile corps to Lang Ning just to get rid of the blame.
Lang Ning had to interrupt her: "Actually, Lord Feier, this battle is not only the result of the Mobile Corps, we also received assistance from an unknown force, which controlled a giant whale ship that can soar in the sky.
And some kind of magic whose source cannot be detected played a crucial role in the battle to destroy the Titans."
"Oh? Unknown forces?" Fei'er thought for a while: "Apart from the remnants of the Holy Spring Monks and the destroyed Cangtian Order, are there any other extraordinary forces in Laisen Castle?"
"I'm not sure about this, but there is something I need to report to you."
"What happened?"
"Maybe I know them."
……
"Rochelle!"
Outside the white windmill, in the open space full of seven-color primroses, Lin Ge pushed the ragged and scarred Fertile Earth Sect practitioner to the ground, and asked sternly, with a little anger in his cold eyes that he was not even aware of.
:"Why would you do such a thing?"
At this time, Rochelle was completely opposite to when they met in Nimschel city before. He was not conscious. He seemed to have lost his soul and was trapped in a closed space, sluggish and lifeless.
Staring at the gloomy and dark sky above his head. Ringer had only seen this kind of behavior in street homeless people who had lost confidence and hope in life. He could not believe that the person in front of him was the same as the calm and determined traveler.
Personal.
Only when he heard Ringer's voice, his cloudy and gloomy eyes regained some clarity. At this moment, they became as deep and wise as when they first met. He looked quietly in front of him.
The young man tried to see some traces similar to his own from the angry face, but found nothing.
So he shook his head slowly, and when he spoke, his voice was as full of holes as a broken bellows: "You still don't understand, Mr. Ringer... Actually, this is not a bad thing..."
"I don't have time to listen to these unintelligible words you say." Linge stared at him and said word by word: "What I want to know is, why did you summon the god of imagination in the city of Nimschel? Don't you know,
What serious consequences will this bring? Do you mean that what you call a true believer is to let innocent people sacrifice for your beliefs, Rochelle!?"
At the end of the sentence, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Perhaps even as a relative, Metien rarely saw him so excited.
Rochelle did not answer Ringer's question. His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his eyes seemed to be constantly struggling between chaos and clarity. There was another consciousness in his mind that wanted to drag him into an empty ocean.
It is the realm of the subconscious mind of life and the gathering of countless strong emotions. It is the place where gods are conceived and come to reality in response to the wishes of many believers. Devotees call it the Kingdom of God.
Entering the Kingdom of God is equivalent to becoming a part of the gods and completely losing one's own existence. The Earth Mother Spirit God-Titan has been eliminated, but the beliefs of the Fertile Earth Sect and the Earth Spirit are still spread in the world. Therefore, Rochelle
You will also gain eternal life in the kingdom of God that belongs to the spirit of the earth.
Is this a good thing?
For devout believers, it seems so.
But Rochelle only felt that he was falling into the bottomless abyss. He saw a black void, dragging his body down continuously. This process of sinking was the process of losing, losing emotions, losing memory, and losing consciousness.
... He must keep abandoning something to make his soul lighter and lighter, enough to sink into the depths of the ocean. He vaguely saw the faces of the deceased and heard their voices.
"All things have animism, and Mother Earth is the leader of all spirits, giving birth to the life and vitality of the world."
"Walking on the infinite land, catching a glimpse of the infinite spirituality, and understanding the infinite mysteries, this is the true mission of the walker, Rochelle."
"Even if the city of Bishan falls and the pagans start a war, our faith will only be reborn in the ashes, just like the rotten grass blooming in the mud."
"Go and become a true believer, Rochelle."
"Any true believer must first go through many hardships, and then see the saint's spirituality... shining in the world."
It seems that I have failed to live up to your expectations.
Teacher.
For the first time in his life, the traveler had emotions called guilt and self-blame. At this moment, his face was instantly covered with traces of age and haggard, like wind and frost eroding sea rocks. These deep ravines made him grow older at once.
At the age of ten, he no longer had the ambition and belief of the past. He slowly stretched out his hand, ignoring the young man's stunned expression, and pressed his index finger between his eyebrows, conveying some kind of thought that could not be expressed in words. In the ancient saint
It is mentioned in the classics that this place is the gathering of spirituality and the source of extraordinary things.
"It doesn't matter anymore...Mr. Ringer."
"The winner lives, the loser dies. Our world is so simple and cruel."
"Do you want to...understand faith? Do you want to become...a true believer who has no regrets about any of your choices? Then, please keep winning until the moment you get the answer." I am not a true believer, so I am also looking forward to that day.
His eyes gradually dimmed, and he used his last strength to hoarsely say: "But... we must always remember that the world's and our history are being secretly tampered with."
"Be careful of philosophers, be careful of...witch associations..."
By the end, the words were too soft to be heard. He slowly closed his eyes, and in the chaos, he gradually felt that he was integrating with the earth, and was endowed with some kind of innate, ancient spirituality, which was what he longed for.
But in the eyes of the young man, this scarred and weak traveler just turned into a sky full of gray dust and dispersed, from his hands to his shoulders, from his body to his head, and finally even his clothes turned into
The flying sand is fluttering in the cold wind high in the sky, leaving no trace to be found.
Since the fall of Bishang City, the last practitioner of the Wotu Sect died alone in the sky thousands of miles away from the earth.
It is said that people always die in the place farthest from their dreams.
Ringer looked at his empty hands, stunned and at a loss.
……
In the white windmill, Iyeta watched this scene quietly. She asked Saint Xalia beside her: "What happened to Linge? Is that person his good friend?"
"No."
The shepherd girl shook her head slightly, and then, facing the angel's confused expression, she whispered: "Professor David is not the David you knew seven hundred years ago, but when you see his behavior, you feel different in your heart.
How do you feel?"
Iyetta thought for a while, and finally lowered her voice and said: "Angry, sad, sad, and... don't understand."
Saint Xalia said: "So, Ringer now and you at that time."