Chapter 250: Anger and despair hidden under confession
There is no doubt that the half-breed who calls himself Morpheus is a young man with a weak will.
In the process of creating hybrids by the Holy See, due to the differences in hybrid individuals, some hybrid warriors often need to rely on drugs to control them.
Morpheus is one of those guys who needs to use drugs to maintain mental stability.
Generally speaking, this guy's psychological material is extremely poor, and his ability to withstand stress is almost zero. He has a sensitive constitution, and after a little digging, he becomes very honest.
As a mixed-blood warrior, Morpheus undoubtedly knows many extremely secret things, such as the truth about the true ancestor of the vampires who invaded the Holy See fifteen years ago.
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"Arrangement?" [Yuliya] was stunned at this time and said suspiciously: "You mean, it seems to be like in the Holy Land Book World... that kind of power of destiny?"
Metazos shook his head and said uncertainly: "I can't tell clearly, maybe it's just...an illusion."
Is it the boss?
【Yulia】 thought secretly in her mind, but did not say it in front of Metanzo. For her, after experiencing many book worlds, Metanzo's identity as a "senior" has long been in doubt.
But until this moment, she still insisted on calling Metanzo as "Senior".
This is a strange friendship born after experiencing too much... Can you believe it?
"Yulia." Metanzo said abruptly: "Do you think that the original destruction was due to the original human beings trying to create [Wansu], which ultimately led to the destruction of the original world?"
【Yuliya】 frowned and said: "But wasn't our previous speculation that the Void Demon was invading?"
Metazord pondered and said: "You can first create [Mother Ore of All Elements], which will cause the entire world to be sucked dry. When the power of the world is no longer maintained and the space becomes extremely fragile, it will give the Yuan Demon in the void a chance.
"
【Yuliya】 shook her head and said: "Senior, we have all seen the power of the royal family... If you have that kind of power to control destiny, would you still create [Wansu]?"
“I thought of a guy.” Medanzo suddenly raised his eyes and said, “He doesn’t have the power of [Sunday], and it’s possible for him to do such a thing.”
"That guy, how could he..." [Yuliya] took a deep breath, "No, if it was really that bitch, he might have dared!"
“This trickster said that the last pope of the Holy See was named Cicero.” Medanzo said again at this time.
【Yuliya】rubbed her bangs subconsciously and said with a wry smile: "Why is there still him here?"
“This should be the very late timeline of the original world.” Medanzo said thoughtfully at this time.
【Yuliya】 nodded, "Yes, after all, there are still those bodies hanging in the square outside."
【Sunny】, Iron-armored Kaz, Toadaro……
In the square where the headquarters of the Divine Blessing Church used to be, the corpses of those people have dried... What does this mean? This means that in the real original world, the prototypes of these people are probably no longer there.
“It would be great if I could find the pages of the book in the previous world.” Medanzo shook his head: “Even if I just glanced at a line…some important things were skipped in the middle.”
At this time, [Yulia] has been paying attention to the battle between Cain and Isabel through the monitor on the arm armor... At this time, the battle turned out to be one-sided.
It turned out to be Cain, who beat up a group of people without using the fruit of [all things]!
Moreover, Cain’s fighting style reminded [Yulia] of the legendary [King Emperor] from the Holy Land Book World. He was also fighting with his body and was equally powerful.
“Senior, tell me, is this person named Cain?”
"Don't ask me." Medanzo smiled bitterly, "My brain is about to explode now, don't mention the name Cain... Do you know who the current Pope is?"
“Elohim?” [Yulia] subconsciously said: “What’s wrong with this name?”
Metanzo grabbed his hair at this time, his eyes surging, as if he was afraid, but also as if he was afraid, and more as if he was at a loss, "That is [His] name..."
"he?"
“Master of the Kingdom of Heaven…”
“How could it be!”
"Do you know what this means?" A look of horror appeared on Metanzo's face at this time, as if he had been on the verge of some kind of mental collapse.
【Yuliya】 couldn't help but feel horrified in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "What...what is it?"
"We know that the original is the starting point of everything." Medanzo's voice became more and more unstable, like a madman, "Everyone who enters the dimensional void will feel a call... It makes
We are looking for the original!"
【Yuliya】 nodded subconsciously.
At this time, Metazord suddenly grabbed her arms, "If what [The Book of Gaia] depicts is an incomplete fragment of the original, and the people here once lived in the original, you
Do you know what this means?"
In an instant, [Yuliya] turned pale!
Metanzo screamed: "The original is the starting point. In the original, there is the person Elohim... What the hell is this! What is the master of the kingdom of heaven! The master of the kingdom of heaven is theoretically completed.
[Unified]! What’s the result? The result is that [He] has an earlier starting point!”
“Stop…stop talking, stop talking…”
"Us!" Medanzuo held up his hands and took a few steps back weakly, as if mockingly, and said quietly: "Maybe it's just... another kind of [Fake Soul]. Our essence is [Fake Soul], but
It has been elevated to the level of [True Soul]."
They looked at each other with fear and collapse, trying to find a little peace in their hearts.
Long time.
Medanzuo breathed out slowly and said with a sad smile: "I...really am not the Dark Soul Messenger."
"I know." [Yuliya] responded faintly, "My name is not Yulia...my name is, my current name is, Nan Xiaonan. I know who I am, what I want, and what I want."
Know what drives me, know, know, know everything about myself."
Metazord looked at Nan Xiaonan deeply and said, "Newcomer, I want to meet Elohim face to face. Can you help me?"
Nan Xiaonan breathed out slowly, frowned and said: "Having said that, this is the right thing, don't you think your request is very shameless? You have also seen Cain's strength. If you and I get together now, there is a difference in death.
What's the difference? Is your lightsaber strong enough, or is my cannon powerful enough?"
Medanzuo was silent for a while, then suddenly bowed deeply to Nan Xiaonan without saying anything or showing any pretense.
He turned and left, heading towards the terrible battlefield.
The back figure was about to disappear before her eyes... Nan Xiaonan's face was gloomy and uncertain, and until Medanzo's back was completely invisible, she still stayed where she was.
Ms. Nan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the ground in large letters.
"I'm just afraid of death... What's wrong with being afraid of death?"
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A mouthful of rich, almost black blood spilled from the corner of Asaches's mouth.
His vision was a little blurry, and he subconsciously wiped the blood from his lips... The main thing was not to waste it.
Count Rose is indeed a stunted anemic vampire because he is always in a state of hunger and will not take a sip of blood unless necessary.
“It’s really a monster, how powerful it is!”
He slowly stood up and wanted to give it another try, but his legs refused to obey him and began to tremble.
Azaches could only watch as Cain held Naraku's head with one hand, raised it up, and then punched Naraku's chest one after another.
Although they are both mixed-race, the gap is so huge... Naraku, has probably lost consciousness?
His hands hung down limply.
Isabel, she could only stand in front of her with her sword tied at this time... Morrigan fell not far away. She struggled several times but failed to turn over.
The ability of [Wansu] fruit, in this absolute gap, does not have much resistance. In the final analysis, [Wansu] can only create matter, and there is no way to directly enhance their individual power.
“What else can be conjured?”
Azaches once again grasped the fruit of [Wansu].
A bomb with terrible power?
However, wouldn’t Cain avoid it? This guy can even ignore mithril weapons!
Magma?
Cain, with his full strength, can even withstand the high temperature of magma... He has already tried it.
As for the method of creating gas explosions by creating different gases, he had also thought that this would lead to the same death, and he didn't know whether Cain would be able to survive it.
Is there really no solution?
Kelly... she should have taken a good hiding place. She is no longer suitable for such a battle.
Azaches thought a lot at this time. At the moment of life and death, his brain is extremely active and it is actually easy to get distracted. For example, right now, he suddenly wanted to drink a glass of ice-cold girl's blood.
Mr. Asaches suddenly shuddered. He was alarmed by his own thoughts. He knew that his body was obviously at a low point due to the successive injuries and the consumption of huge physical strength. It came from the instinct of a vampire. It has started to get out of control.
At this moment, the already dim [Wansu] fruit in my hand suddenly flickered.
In front of Asaches, a thin layer of frosty blood even appeared on a cup... appeared.
Azaches's throat swayed subconsciously, his lips trembled and opened, and the blood-sucking fangs slowly protruded from his lips.
"Use [Wansu] to obtain blood and replenish your physical strength. You should have done this a long time ago, Count Rose." At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Azaches...looking down at him: Cain.
Unexpectedly, Asaches suddenly reached out and slapped his hand that was reaching for the cup, and even knocked the cup over, letting the blood flow into the ground.
“Don’t you suck blood?” Cain said calmly.
“There is no sense of ritual, don’t drink!” Asaxes gritted his teeth. It was just a thought or something, and a cup filled with Clary’s blood appeared in front of him. There was no soul at all!
What a waste!
At this moment, Asaches suddenly wanted to slap himself again.
He doesn’t want to really bite Clary, but he can’t bear the instinctive impulse. Isn’t it a compromise to implement it through [Wan Su]?
“Have you felt it?”
"Feel...what." Asaches breathed out heavily, put his hands on his knees, and finally stood up straight.
"The terrifying thing about [Wansu]." Cain said calmly at this time: "Its pervasiveness and irresistible temptation. This time you relied on your own will to refuse blood-sucking, but what about next time? The third time ... countless times in the future, do you have the confidence to say no?"
Asaches could not help but remain silent.
He suddenly did a very strange move.
I saw him putting his hand on his chest, lightly clenching his fist, as if he was grabbing something, and he even closed his eyes.
“Please listen to my confession...”
The voice is intermittent, weak, but firm.
Cain frowned subconsciously. He seemed to be instinctively resisting Asaches' voice of repentance... At this time, what else is there to repent of?
Cain slowly raised his hand. At this time, Azaches could solve the problem with just a casual blow.
However, at this moment, a weak voice made this extremely powerful hybrid suddenly stop attacking... That was the voice from Elohim.
"you're awake?"
“I want to…listen to, for some reason…let him say…”
Cain is not sure whether the old man is really awake at this time, but he will do his best to fulfill all the old man's wishes.
small, or great... everything.
“Please listen to my confession...”
Azaches's expression was completely solemn, and he even slowly knelt down on the ground and lowered his head.
“Lord, I am guilty...”
“Many, many sins...”
“I saw so many signs…”
“Those, what I want to see...”
“I fight... out of hatred, and despair...”
"it's me……"
“Let people believe that God allows them...to fight for their ideals...”
As the wind rose, Asaches's voice seemed to become some kind of symbol. In the palm of his hand, a touch of holy light grew from weak to strong... even dazzling.
Cain subconsciously blocked the dazzling light with his hand, but Elohim's eyes, which were gradually dimming, gradually regained a trace of their vitality.
In the distance, listening to Asaches's confession at this time and feeling the gleam of light emerging from his palm, the weapon that Isabel was holding suddenly fell down.
"This is..." She turned pale and knelt down weakly on the ground. Unable to control herself, she shed a tear. "The last confession of the Saint of Liberty..."
It is a kind of sadness that seems to be imprinted deep in the soul... anger, humiliation, and despair.
…
At this moment, Cain punched the light and said, "That's enough!"
However, the holy light released from Asaches's hand directly blocked Cain's fist! This powerful hybrid couldn't help showing a hint of alarm at this time!
