Blood mixed with soil, falling from the sky like heavy rain.
Sitting on her knees on the ground, Rachel was like an empty shell with her soul taken away, staring blankly at everything in front of her.
"If you want to continue walking, I can take you to see my master." The Crow Feather woman looked at the blood mist in the sky and said softly.
Rachel moved, she got up and moved towards the center of the explosion step by step.
The Crowfeather woman frowned and said behind her, "If I were you, I wouldn't even think about going there."
Rachel seemed not to hear anything and continued walking towards the blood pit.
The Crowfeather woman sighed and followed her footsteps.
In the center of the explosion was a small pond filled with blood, broken bones, and flesh residue. There was no longer anything humanoid in sight.
Without any concern for the filth and evil things in the pool, Rachel stepped into the blood pool, stretched out her hands and began to explore.
The Crow Feather woman shook her head and advised, "No one can survive such an explosion."
"I am connected with his soul. If he dies, I will know," Rachel said in a low voice while searching with her eyes blankly.
Hearing the word soul link, the Crow Feather woman blinked, and a strange expression appeared on her face.
After groping for a while, Rachel's eyes suddenly lit up and she threw herself into the pool of blood and did not come up for ten seconds.
A crash
Two figures covered in blood struggled to climb onto the shore.
Rachel pulled the mutilated body to the ground regardless of the dirt all over her body.
The Crow Feather woman leaned over and glanced at the body, her throat moved slightly, she closed her eyes and turned her head.
It is really difficult to call this thing a human being or define it as a corpse.
The impact of the explosion tore the body's right arm and left leg from the torso, leaving a huge wound in the chest. Through the chest diaphragm, the bright red heart could even be faintly seen.
Rachel took her clothes and wiped the blood on her body desperately.
The scales shimmering with steel are gradually revealed, and the owner of this body is also ready to reveal Todd.
"Is he still alive?"
The Crow Feather woman looked at the tester in front of her and asked uncertainly.
Rachel lay on Todd's chest, listened carefully to the sound, then opened his mouth, sucked and spit out the filth in it mouth-to-mouth, bit by bit, onto the ground.
Half a minute later, Todd took a long breath and slowly woke up.
With his distorted face and clenched jaws, anyone could tell that this man was experiencing great pain.
Todd opened his mouth slightly and said something, but because his voice was too low, no one heard him clearly.
Rachel put her ear close to his mouth and waited for a long time before finally hearing Todd's request clearly.
"Kill me"
Rachel suddenly raised her head, with a shocked face, and looked at Todd's body. The mutation had taken over his whole body, and only one eye still retained its original human appearance.
Todd's next words were louder: "While I'm still human."
Rachel picked up Todd's body, choked several times at first, then shook her head and cried loudly. The tears washed away the blood on her face and flowed into the earth under her feet.
In Todd's eyes, the scene in front of him began to become blurry. He looked at the sky aimlessly and whispered again, "Everyone should kill me quickly."
Rachel wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, put Todd's mutilated body on her back, struggled to get up, opened her blood-red eyes, and asked loudly, "He has passed the test of will and strength, please."
"Save him"
Looking at the two people in front of her, the Crow Feather woman shook her head gently, "There is still one last trial."
"Look at him," Rachel screamed loudly, "Do you think he can fight another day?"
The Crowfeather woman turned and walked towards the direction of the temple, and whispered, "The last trial, called the trial of fate, has nothing to do with fighting. Come on, we have a long way to go."
Carrying Todd on her back, Rachel followed the leader one step at a time, walking along the path in the forest towards the direction of the temple.
She could clearly feel that the man on her back was fighting the final battle on the spiritual battlefield between humanity and monsters.
That battle was far more cruel and desperate than this trial of strength.
"Todd, do you remember the first time we met, you deliberately chose to curl up so as not to face a lady with your feet. At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a guy in the world?" In order to transfer
With the attention of the person on her back, Rachel cheered up and said with a forced smile.
"In our relationship after that, I gradually discovered that in this dark and hopeless world, there is a person who can clearly rely on strength and foolish faith to realize his ambitions and desires. In the end, he is actually willing to contribute everything he has to
Everyone." Rachel seemed to have remembered something, and said with a smile, "The existence of this kind of people is like a savior from another world, coming to save us."
Todd twisted his body, blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth to Rachel's shoulder, muttering something unconsciously in his mouth.
Feeling the warm liquid on her back, Rachel's tears flowed down again. "It turns out that I am right. There really is a savior who came to us from another world. He hates all evil and is hostile to all
Injustice, spread hope and beauty to the world."
"You know, during the trial of will, I saw what I saw in the illusion." Rachel carried Todd on her back, tears dripping down her cheeks and onto her chest. "I saw a world without you, a world where you never appeared.
.Dissidents are being burned on the church’s stake at the stake every moment, and the people are
The king turned into a devil for the sake of power. War, famine, plague, and death are raging throughout the world. Hell is everywhere, and mankind is sinking. So, Todd Fisher, promise me not to die if you
If I die, this world will become the scene in my nightmare."
"We're here."
The Crowfeather woman pointed at the door of the temple and said to Rachel.
The latter looked up and saw a stunning queen with purple hair reaching her waist standing on the high platform of the ancient Tyro-style temple covered with moss. She wore a crown of thorns on her head and looked solemn and aloof, looking into the red eyes of the trialer.
, without any emotion, just indifference and detachment.
The Crowfeather woman slowly crouched on the ground, crossed her hands on her chest, and said, "This is my master. She is the queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, the arbiter of the underworld, and the patron saint of the Dark Gate. She