(The story of this chapter takes place in Chapter 1313. Shade learned about the Night Temple from Sister Devlin by the First Fire, and the two planned to return to Castle Middleton together.)
After walking out of the doorless gate of the ancient sacrificial site and standing on the steps covered with snow and gravel that were almost integrated with the ground, looking at the mountains, Xia De felt an indescribable sense of joy in his heart.
Standing here, you can almost touch the sky. The weather is exceptionally good. Then you turn to look at Sister Devlin who is following closely behind you. The nun who walked out of the dark sacrificial hall has her otherworldly temperament and this ancient temple.
The ruins are really matching.
【Maybe you just think she is beautiful.】
"She" said with a smile, but Shade pretended not to hear.
Shade originally planned to go back to Middlesbrough now. It was almost lunch time, and Grace and Helen had made an appointment to have lunch with him. But the nun stopped Shade and said in a slightly indifferent voice:
"Can I take you some time?"
"Oh, of course, what do you want to do?"
Sister Devlin had helped him so many times, so of course he was happy to help her.
"It doesn't take long. I just hope you can go to a place with me."
"In Middleburgh?"
"not here."
The nun came to Shade, her silver mask shimmering in the winter sun. The temperature on the top of the mountain in winter was colder than in the city, even colder than the outskirts of the Randall Valley, but her outfit was not too big.
Change:
"plz follow me."
The area of the ancient ruins where the sacrificial site is located is very large, but the sacrificial site itself is probably at the top of the ancient ruins that are based on the mountain, and occupies a very small total area of the ruins.
The nun led Shade in front, past the entrance to the oil painting in the basement of Snake Heart Hospital, and continued walking down the snow-covered road.
It was autumn when Shade first came here, so he knew the original appearance of this place. There were no trees on the bare top of the mountain, an ancient gray stone staircase pavement that was artificially excavated but almost integrated with the mountain, and the surrounding sacrificial sites, towers, etc.
The remains of the ruins are hidden among each other.
The journey was not long, and Sister Devlin didn't say a word along the way, walking silently on the snow. Shade looked down at her footprints, guessing the size of the shoes, and then felt that something was wrong with his behavior.
Within five or six minutes, Shade saw not far below, in the center of the path at the top of the mountain, the square, or a similar place, surrounded by gravel and a low wall clinging to dry trees and vines.
"It's a cemetery, the cemetery of the Fire Sisters."
Sister Devlin said as if she knew what Shade was thinking.
The nun's cemetery is roughly circular, but there are towering cliffs and cliffs on the left and right sides. The low walls on the front and back sides have solemn stone gates, which connect the mountain paths up and down the mountain.
The stone door was not locked, but only the remains of the tall arch above were left.
The nun stretched out her hand to push open the stone door, but Shade very gentlemanly said she would do it herself.
After applying a little force, I found that the door was not moving at all. Then I bent down slightly and lowered my center of gravity, using both hands to fully open the door amidst the harsh friction between the stone door and the ground.
Entering the open-air venue, the diameter here is only about half of that of St. Teresa's Square, but because there is nothing in it, it looks even more empty than St. Teresa's Square.
Although Sister Devlin said this was a cemetery, Shade didn't see any tombstones or tombs. Instead, the ground covered with snow was unusually smooth compared to the mountain road, and was similar to the inside of a sacrificial site.
"Sister Devlin, you said this is the nuns' cemetery, so..."
"Yes, the nun who guards the First Fire will rest here."
"But I didn't see..."
"We have been blessed by the First Fire throughout our lives, and after death we will dedicate our bodies to the First Fire and turn them into fuel for this flame to burn."
Although she said some cruel words, Sister Devlin's tone remained unchanged. The original fire burned the corpse and would not leave any ashes.
While talking, the two of them had already walked to the center of the open field. As Sister Devlin waved her sleeves, the flames spread out in all directions with the two of them in the center, melting the snow on the ground, revealing the long strips of old stone.
Brick covered ground.
Shade still thinks that this place is more like a square or an arena than a cemetery.
"This is our destiny, and this is our destination."
She put her hands together and looked at Shade with a silver blindfold:
"It's the same for me. If one day, unfortunately, I die somewhere else, please bring my body back here, burn it, and keep the First Fire temporarily until the order finds the next generation of nuns."
It seems that Sister Devlin has not yet found her qualified successor. After all, ring warlocks who can accommodate the power of the First Fire are extremely rare. But Shade knows one, namely Luvia, who was in the Sixth Age of the Past.
Have received that flame.
"Sister, you came to me here not to say this, right? Besides, we are partners, and I will not let you be killed unfortunately."
For a moment, Shade seemed to see a gentle smile on Sister Devlin's face, but he was not sure whether this was his imagination.
The fair face is still facing Shade:
"There are other things. I know you have the power to open the door of death at will, and I hope you can open the door here."
Shade nodded:
"No problem, but what should we do?"
"With the power of the Chosen One of Death that I possess, I want to meet a dead person."
"The soul cemetery behind the door on the third floor of my house can actually do the same."
"No, this is a special soul that can only be seen here. Call out your life ring and don't let it disappear before it ends."
Shade understood when she said this, so he called out his life ring. While the spiritual runes shone in the sun, Shade raised his right hand high and slashed it down:
"Death's Door!"
The dark gap opened, revealing the silent beach, the water surface illuminated by the dark moon, and thousands of souls leaving with their backs turned.
The nun's life ring also appeared, and soon turned into a dark golden sickle and fell into her hand with slight burn marks. She handed the sickle to Shade, and Shade also reached out to grab it, but the nun
Shaking his head:
"Please, hold my hand."
"Oh, okay, sorry."
Although she is a very indifferent person, Sister Devlin's hands are very warm.
The two of them held the scythe together. As the handle of the scythe hit the ground, the sky suddenly became dark, and then heavy snow fell without warning. The crack leading to death opened up until it swallowed up the entire nun cemetery. Underfoot was a
The stone brick floor turned into gravel on the beach, and the light completely disappeared, leaving only the huge half moon in the distance.
Snowflakes slowly fell from the heights of the black sky. Shade stretched out his free hand to touch the snow, and then realized that he and Sister Devlin had not entered real death.
This place is similar to the "Chamber of Life and Death", except that it is closer to death than any other "Chamber of Life and Death".
"Please don't let go."
As the nun spoke, her voice was even more ethereal than before. She raised her head against the snowflakes and "looked" at the moon in the distance. The moonlight shone on her face, giving her already quiet and fair face a different look.
charm.
After a while, going against the direction of those departing souls, a middle-aged nun wearing a similar style of gray-blue nun's robe walked over from the water in the distance, with her back to the dark moon.
She also had long gray hair, but the ends of her long hair had fiery red embers, while the spirit body's arms and clothes showed signs of being burned.
"teacher."
Sister Devlin bowed slightly, and the nun on the water just stopped some distance away from the beach, looking at the two of them silently, letting the departing soul pass her by.
"I have recovered the first flame of division, and the information that the world is about to end has been confirmed."
Her voice was unexpectedly trembling, but the middle-aged nun still didn't speak and just looked at the two of them.
"I found a hero who can take over the initial fire, and he is willing to go on with me."
In fact, it was Sister Devlin who took advantage of the end of Shad's deified state and was unable to move, so Shad had to touch the flames. On the night of the Battle of Mount Sikal, when the nun said "I am willing to compensate you in any way" on the top of the mountain,
The trembling tone was very similar to now.
But the middle-aged nun who was burned by the flames on the water and had traces of embers on the end of her hair still did not speak.
Sister Devlin continued:
"I need your guidance to see if the path I am taking is correct."
This time the nun finally spoke, but this statement was not correct, because the spirit body’s mouth did not move, but the sound reached the two people’s ears:
"Devlin, trust the hero of your choice."
Shade, who was mentioned inexplicably, also looked at her, and "she" gave her evaluation:
[About nine rings during his lifetime.]
"The nuns who guard the flame will surely appear in each generation under the influence of fate. But so far, there are only a few heroes who have inherited the first fire. The original fire has chosen the destined hero for you."
Shade felt that Sister Devlin's hand she was holding was very stable, and she nodded slightly:
"I see."
"The nuns who take care of the First Fire also have the obligation to serve and help the heroes who inherit the power of the First Fire. Devlin, you must understand your responsibility."
Sister Devlin nodded slightly again.
"There are not many opportunities to see you like this. Let me see you, Devlin."
The middle-aged nun said again, and then Sister Devlin looked at Shade. Shade let go slightly, and then the nun took her hand out, and then Shade held the dark golden sickle by herself.
This scythe is actually part of the nun's soul. This is the first time that Shade knows that this kind of weapon can be touched by others alone.
The nun didn't know what Shade was thinking. Her long gray hair slipped past her eyepatch. She took off the eyepatch that was made of mithril and had dense patterns, and then bent down and placed it at Shade's feet.
The chosen one walked towards death, and at the edge of the tidal flats and dark waters, he looked face to face with the middle-aged nun who was also walking.
Shade didn't know what Sister Devlin saw, but she discovered that after a while, the sickle in her hand emitted a faint light. The faint light made the surrounding darkness and death recede, and they returned to the brightly lit nuns' cemetery on the top of the mountain.
In the center, the sky is really fluttering with snowflakes, and the ground that has been cleaned by Sister Devlin has been dyed white.
The dark golden sickle disappeared in Shade's hand, and the nun was standing in front of the cliff ahead. So he bent down, picked up the luxurious silver eyepatch that was more like a crown, and then came to the cliff and stood side by side with the nun.
Shade held the crown and handed it to the nun. The nun seemed a little embarrassed. She turned sideways and put on the eyepatch, letting the hair hanging from her ears cover the sides of the eyepatch. Then she turned to Shade and said:
"I gained a lot."
"It's not far from the 12th Ring Road, right?"
Shade asked with a smile, and Sister Devlin nodded slightly:
"Heroes of Chenghuo, please come and visit here more often when you have time. I can teach you many things... This is my responsibility."
"Of course, I still need your help to learn my thaumaturgy - Moon Dream."
Shade nodded immediately, and Sister Devlin asked again:
"Is there anything you want to ask me now?"
She was probably reminded by her teacher that she felt obligated to give Shade more help.
Shade thought for a while:
"How old are you?"
The indifferent nun just "looked" at him, and Shade smiled sheepishly:
"It seems that this joke is inappropriate. I really have a problem with it. I recently got a large piece of mithril, but it will take a while to melt and forge it. Sister, I know that your eyepatch is also made of mithril, so it can
Can I put on your blindfold and feel the power of mithril alchemy items?"
This time, Shade was absolutely right. Facing the sunlight above the sea of clouds in the distance, in the snow, the indifferent face of this young nun who looked to be only in her twenties showed a red glow.
The air seemed to be still for a second, and then, words that Shade had never thought of came out of the nun's mouth:
"abnormal."
She walked normally, turned around and walked towards the arch leading to the top of the mountain from the nuns' cemetery, leaving the astonished Shade standing there thinking:
"Is this request...unsound?"
Shade only heard "her" smile, but did not notice the real faint smile on Sister Devlin's face as she left with her back turned to him through the snowflakes.