Chapter 65 Ron's Soul Disappeared (Early Morning)

The skin on Herman's chest no longer looked human, but like stiff porcelain.

The skin, flesh, and ribs inside were all shattered by the impact of the ironwood staff, revealing a piece of still-squirming flesh inside! Footsteps were heard behind him, and Virgil and Seraphina, who had been blown away before, finally returned.

They wanted to help, but the fierce attack prevented them from even getting close to the battlefield... Even if he was just a magical projection, the Vice Pope was still the Vice Pope.

Seeing what was in Herman's chest, they both gasped and their faces turned pale.

Seraphina's throat was wriggling and she might vomit at any moment.

What is that?

A gray-brown, shapeless mass of meat.

The surface had long since rotted, emitting a disgusting stench and flowing with sticky juice.

The middle of the meat block split into four petals, like some kind of weird mouth, or like the petals of a plant, with countless slimy black threads coming out of it, densely packed, like countless slender wireworms, or like ugly stamens! Ron forced himself to open his mouth, and his teeth looked particularly white against his bloody face:

"This... is the black beast!"

Raise the ironwood staff again.

"Pah! " "Squeak!" With an indescribable sound, the ironwood staff smashed the ugly piece of meat into a pulp.

Without the protection of its shell, the black beast's body appeared extremely fragile.

Waves of stabbing pain and dizziness swept over him, and Ron's body shook and he fell to the ground!

This was the weakest time for Ron after he traveled to this world. His strength was almost exhausted. Although the protection of Hercules allowed Ron to possess abilities far beyond his own limits in a short period of time and to withstand the first wave of attacks from Vice Pope Apu, it also caused a great overdraft on Ron's body.

Moreover, even if he withstood that wave of attacks, under the blazing white light column, Ron only did not die, but still suffered serious injuries.

Ron has managed to hold on until now purely by relying on his willpower.

Even though every muscle, skin, tendon or bone in his body was emitting severe pain, and his entire body was twitching as if he had been electrocuted, Ron still had a smile on his face.

In the confrontation with the repairman, he won! Even though he knew that Hermann was just a small chess piece in the repairman's hand, losing this chess piece would make the repairman furious, and the world line would converge again, which would certainly be even more terrifying.

But so what? At least this time, he defeated fate... It was a small but hopeful victory.

[Beep, system prompts, congratulations to the host for surviving successfully, and receiving the reward: Ostara's Fragment! ]

[System prompt: ***** is trying to reshape the world line and is looking at you. ]

【*** interfered with *****'s attempt! 】

[Beep, system prompt, the repairman is repairing the world line again...]

The voice of System Elsa echoed in Ron's ears, but Ron had no time to think about it. His consciousness fell into complete darkness.

Seraphina rushed forward quickly, not caring at all about the blood on Ron's body, and hugged Ron in her arms.

Looking at the man in her arms, Seraphina felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. Her slender fingers stroked Ron's blood-stained cheek, but a smile appeared on her face.

From Ron, Seraphina knew for the first time what a man was! Beside her, Virgil was chanting a healing spell, and a soft white light surrounded Ron's body.

Ron needed treatment, his injuries were too serious.

Under the cover of white light, the dense and tiny wounds on Ron's body slowly healed.

Click…click…click…click…

The sound of crisp footsteps came from behind.

Virgil and Seraphina's eyes narrowed slightly.

Virgil continued to perform the healing spell, and Seraphina's free hand had silently placed on the hilt of the sword.

Not Irelia.

Although Irelia's Hymn is very powerful, and can even be said to have the effect of turning the tide of battle to some extent, this cannot change the fact that Irelia herself is weak.

This battle was not one Irelia could participate in. After casting the holy chant, Irelia was sent back to the church.

Moreover, if the person who came was Irelia, seeing Ron in such a miserable state, she would definitely rush over regardless of everything, instead of walking at such a leisurely pace.

Who is coming?

If the other party had not deliberately revealed the sound of footsteps, they would not even have noticed the other party approaching.

In other words, the opponent's strength is at least heroic, and stronger than Seraphina. Having just experienced a battle, and with Ron who was seriously injured and needed protection, this was definitely the worst situation.

But even so, neither Virgil nor Seraphina abandoned Ron.

Clang! The sharp blade is unsheathed.

He held Ron in one hand, but the sword was already pointing behind him.

Right in front of Seraphina and Virgil was a nun who looked like an ordinary woman.

He is 1.6 meters tall, neither tall nor short.

A well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin.

Her facial features were extremely ordinary, with nothing memorable about them.

He's the type that you can't find in a moment if you throw him into a crowd of people.

But it was such a nun who made Seraphina feel terrified, and her palms, which were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, were covered with a layer of fine sweat.

It was an indescribable feeling... She stood there, but it was as if she had never existed.

Seraphina had to wink at Virgil, indicating that Virgil should take Ron away first, and she would intercept the nun.

Although, there is a good chance that she will die here.

However, Virgil, who was usually very shrewd, even to the point of being cunning, behaved quite slowly at this moment. He seemed to have not received his signal at all and stood there motionless.

A few seconds later, Virgil let out a long breath, drew a rising sun shape on his chest with his fingers, bent down, smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Diana... I almost didn't recognize you!"

This was a nun he had seen several times before, but he almost didn't recognize her... Virgil was in mixed feelings. He didn't have Alzheimer's disease, it was just that the nun in front of him was too special.

The Forgotten, Sister Diena!

The head of the seven great nuns of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn who command the 130,000 nuns of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

The Great Saint, Christian's Servant! Just like her title, no matter how many times you see her, you will subconsciously forget her. She is like a real ghost, floating in the quiet night sky.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Put down the sword, Seraphina." Virgil rubbed his forehead and said to Seraphina.

If Deina really wanted to attack, then there was no point in resisting.

Seraphina bit her lips lightly, and after a brief hesitation, she finally retracted the magic sword.

Daina did not move closer. Instead, she glanced at Ron, who was covered in blood, then looked at Hermann, whose heart was smashed on the ground, and Alick, who was stabbed in both kidneys. She spoke slowly, "Hermann was contaminated by the evil god and fell into madness. Father Alick died in battle to stop the monster from wreaking havoc."

Her voice, like her existence, was ethereal, yet it had the power to bring peace and tranquility to people's hearts. The tension in Virgil and Seraphina's hearts was gradually soothed.

Virgil let out a long sigh. He understood that the killing of Alick and Hermann would not be pursued by the church's top leaders.

At the church headquarters, the Vice Pope A. Lawn Montgomery will naturally be dealt with by the Great Saint Christian.

This is normal.

As the wife of the Vice Pope, the Saint naturally had no good feelings towards Hermann, the illegitimate son.

Although she is the Great Saint, Virgil has heard that Her Majesty Christian is very tolerant in other aspects but extremely jealous in this regard. He even exploded two of Ap Montgomery's... ahem, this should be fake.

No matter what, the gentle and kind Grand Saint Lady would not be so rude!

After the voice fell, Daina walked towards Ron. This time, Seraphina did not continue to stop her.

Glancing at Ron, who was covered in blood, Deina's expression remained unchanged. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, and sang a clear and ethereal song from her thin lips:

"I pray for the grace of the goddess;"

"You will not fall into the abyss;"

"Your sins are forgiven..."

The singing voice floats in the night sky, with the power to shake the soul. Her voice is really beautiful.

As Daina sang, the blood stuck to Ron's body in Seraphina's arms began to boil, and then the blood flowed upstream, along the tiny wounds, and re-entered Ron's body.

Broken capillaries heal.

The disordered tendons and veins returned to normal.

Broken bones are reattached.

Until finally, those countless tiny cracks disappeared completely.

Virgil's throat moved slightly. This was... a hymn.

The healing power of the hymn was countless times more powerful than the healing technique he had just used.

As long as I have breath left, I can pull you back from the gates of hell.

Ron's complexion had returned to its rosy color, and his breathing had become even. Except for the fact that he hadn't opened his eyes yet, he looked as peaceful as if he was asleep. Virgil and Seraphina both breathed a sigh of relief.

But Diena's smooth forehead wrinkled slightly.

She tilted her head, seeming a little confused...Why hasn't Ron woken up yet?

This is not normal.

"Sister... when will Ron... wake up?" Seraphina asked in a low voice.

Deina didn't answer, she just moved closer again and placed a small hand on Ron's forehead.

A few seconds later, Deina's calm face showed an obvious change for the first time: "His soul..."

“Disappeared?”

The first chapter will be sent at midnight, and the next chapter will be sent one minute later. I'm on Sanjiang now, which is also a PK field. Don't keep reading books. Daily reading is very important to me. I'm starting to speed up the update speed. Thank you.

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