[If all of humanity places its hope in one person, will civilization fare well?]
"When you read this, the life-and-death game to redeem the planet has already begun."
"All o...
After exiting the game, Su Mingan planned to look for the prophecy stele in the main quest.
Walk down the spiral staircase and forward for a distance, and you will see several towering cream-colored churches.
Su Mingan stepped into the church, and the smooth porcelain stone on the ground collided with his leather boots, making a crisp "ding" sound.
He was about to go forward when he suddenly heard footsteps at the church door.
"Tick, tick, tick."
A figure appeared at the door of the church - it was Xiao Jingsan.
...Why would Xiao Jingsan come to the church at night?
Su Mingan immediately hid behind a wide pillar, with his back pressed against the cold surface.
Xiao Jingsan didn't seem to notice Su Mingan. He walked forward step by step with steady steps.
"Da, da, da."
The clear moonlight sprinkled on Xiao Jingsan, outlining the ruby earring hanging from his right ear, sliding across the slightly swaying cross pendant on his chest, and then falling down, creating a circle of pure white light at his feet. The pale mask looked even sharper, as if it was made of human bones, and it was chilling to look at.
Su Mingan's keen sense reminded him that Xiao Jingsan at this moment seemed different from during the day.
If Xiao Jingsan during the day was like a naive idealist, then Xiao Jingsan at night was more solemn and mature.
Xiao Jingsan stood under the huge stained glass. He raised his chin slightly, and the lines on his face were condensed into extremely sharp ones by the light. At this moment, he raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.
...Xiao Jingsan took off the mask!
Su Mingan stretched his neck, trying to see Xiao Jingsan's appearance, but the distance was too far.
"Come closer! Let's get closer and see what Xiao Jingsan looks like!" At this time, Xiao Ai's voice pierced Su Mingan's brain. Su Mingan looked down and saw the fox Xiao Ai appear on his right shoulder. She always appeared mysteriously.
"..."Su Mingan didn't want to miss this good opportunity. He took advantage of the space to sneak a few steps closer until he could see Xiao Jingsan's face clearly.
For a moment, Su Mingan was stunned.
Under the moonlight, Xiao Jingsan's brows were slightly furrowed. Under the shadow of his eyelashes were a pair of deep black pupils, filled with deep melancholy, depression and sadness.
But this is not reason for Su Mingan to be shocked.
What shocked Su Mingan was that Xiao Jingsan's appearance was exactly the same as Su Mingan's original appearance.
"Huh? Su Mingan, how come this Xiao Jingsan looks like you?" Xiao Ai smacked her lips, "He even stole your face. Doesn't this person have his own face? He has no manners."
…Why is this happening?
Su Mingan didn't understand.
His intuition told him that this should not be a reason like "original" or "copy".
While Su Mingan was still thinking, Xiao Jingsan had already approached the marble statue.
The face of this marble statue is blurry. It holds a snow-white sword in one hand and a snow-white scale in the other, and seems to be an angel in mythology.
Xiao Jingsan looked at the stone statue, with deep sorrow hidden between his brows. He stretched out his hand, but did not touch any part of the marble statue's body. He only touched the marble statue's sword and scales with great restraint. His movements were gentle and full of affection, and he stroked the stones in a very strange and subtle way.
This morbid appearance made Su Mingan's hair stand on end.
...Sure enough, Xiao Jingsan's mental state was worrying. He would actually come to touch the stone at night and show such a sick expression.
"I always feel that you have a physique that attracts crazy people." Xiao Ai said: "Xiao Shen, Xiao Xu, Xiao Sai, Xiao Qian, Xiao Lin, Xiao Bei, Xiao Te, Xiao Jing, one after another, each of them is crazy in his own way."
Su Mingan was speechless.
Xiao Jingsan's action did not end there. He stretched out his hand and placed his fingers lightly on the face of the marble statue.
The facial features of the statue were blurred. Xiao Jingsan kept a distance of several centimeters, and his fingers lightly brushed across the face. Then, he moved down and touched the neck and shoulders of the statue, but that was all. Xiao Jingsan's hand did not go any further down.
Although it was a morbid behavior, Su Mingan inexplicably felt sacred. Xiao Jingsan didn't seem to be stroking a lifeless stone statue, but rather washing the dust off the statue inch by inch. Every step he took was full of strong restraint and humility, like an ant in purgatory begging for forgiveness from heaven.
It was not until five minutes later that Xiao Jingsan stopped what he was doing. He walked to the other end of the church, where there was a dark stone wall.
"Prophecy stone wall, please tell me the fate." Xiao Jingsan looked at the stone wall.
——Is this the prophetic stone wall?
Su Mingan's heart moved. It is said that this stone wall can predict the fate of the world and individuals.
A line of words slowly appeared on the stone wall:
[On February 8, 827, Su Wensheng killed the First Dream Patrol Family with his own hands.]
There was only this one line of words on the stone wall. After the words stayed for a few seconds, they quickly disappeared and returned to the appearance of an ordinary stone wall.
...February 8th?
Su Mingan was slightly stunned. It turned out that this stone wall could really predict fate. But this fate was really...
After Xiao Jingsan finished looking at the stone wall, he was about to turn around and leave.
——Just then, footsteps were heard again at the church door.
"Tick, tick, tick."
Su Mingan immediately became alert, as he had not expected a third person to come to the church. He pressed his back tightly against the stone pillar, hiding himself in the shadow of the stone pillar to avoid being discovered.
A girl in a pure white dress slowly walked into the church. Her black hair was tied up with white crystals, her dress shone like snowflakes, her facial features were extremely beautiful, as if shaped by the hand of God, and her eyes were the purest emerald color.
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