Chapter 207 Ominous
Time goes back to the night before the make-up ceremony.
The prayer sanctuary on the top floor of the Central Temple.
Lu Yi and Callisto knelt side by side in front of the faceless statue.
“…”
“…These are the instructions from that person.”
Callisto slowly opened his eyes, looking thoughtful.
Is this god just trying to show off his power before humans?
not necessarily.
"Maybe this is a good thing." Callisto said, "Rant, don't worry about it."
“The more He values you, the better it is for us.”
Lu Yi glanced at Callisto, "Teacher, what do you mean...?"
"This is an opportunity, isn't it?" Callisto asked back.
[“Okay, we can break into the enemy’s interior, right? That’s a great plan.”]
"I understand, teacher." Lu Yi nodded, "But I also have something I hope you can agree to."
"The person who attacked me with twenty-four forbidden spells on the day of the sermon, prompting the person to change his mind, and the person who will pull me down with his own hands tomorrow, must die."
Callisto seemed a little surprised by his rare aggressiveness, raised his eyebrows slightly but still didn't ask any more questions.
"If that's what you want."
"Teacher, aren't you curious about who this person is?" Lu Yi asked with his eyes lowered.
Callisto chuckled, "Whoever he is, he should pay for what he did."
"Is it the same even if they are people close to the teacher?" Lu Yi asked.
"Even if it's me."
[“857, keep an eye on Xia tomorrow. He must have a trump card given by Mios. I will find a way to bring it out. Choose the right time and signal me two or three seconds in advance.”]
[“…When the time comes, regardless of whether Callisto shot an arrow or not, you must replace the little finger bone.”]
…
…
[Ding Dong! The protagonist halo of Xia Klein, the son of the plane in "Son of Light", has been detected to be loose! Looseness index: 99%! ]
Lu Yi swallowed the fishy taste in his throat, endured the pain and asked: [“Did it hit? 857? Did Callisto shoot the light arrow??”]
[It hit!] 857 responded loudly, [Kaka is really good! The light arrow he shot really had the fake prop you gave him yesterday!]
[“No, why is there still 1% left?”]
857 said uncertainly: [Should it be that death completely resets the system? Or is there some other factor? It's hard to say about the protagonist's halo...]
[“That doesn’t sound like a good thing…”]
Lu Yi forced a smile, but the dark vision in front of him made it impossible for him to judge the current situation.
The dark power in his body was raging wildly, and all kinds of dark thoughts poured into his mind uncontrollably.
Mios's voice echoed in his ears, and Lu Yi's consciousness began to blur.
"You are the child of darkness—"
The divine blood was surging, and the light and darkness in Lant's body were completely out of balance.
The element of light continued to shrink, and finally retreated to the most inconspicuous corner of his soul.
The dark elements were not satisfied and continued to invade every inch of Lant's soul. The black spells that had been carved by the gods were also flashing with strange light and wandering excitedly in his soul.
Lu Yi curled up on the ground, blood flowing back into his body, and he couldn't stop shaking.
"Look, what happened to the Holy Son?"
"God of Light is above..."
Xia, whose life or death is uncertain, has been controlled by the Paladin.
Callisto withdrew his gaze and stretched out his hand to help Lant up, but his white fingertips were pierced by a burning black light the moment they touched Lant.
Callisto withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and at the same time stopped Paso and the cardinals who were catching up with him.
The chaos that Xia had just caused was like a mirage in the water, and it disappeared in an instant.
The crowd's attention shifted to Saint Son Lanter, who was curled up on the podium. Or rather, their attention returned to the protagonist of this ordination ceremony.
The culprit Xia was taken away, but the black light covering half of Kadifan had not yet dissipated.
This seemed like an extremely ominous omen.
The noise of the crowd became quieter, but the anxious atmosphere did not disappear at all.
The cardinal said anxiously, "Your Majesty! What happened to His Highness? Please let me treat him!"
Callisto shook his head slightly, "You can't heal him."
"We can't just leave it alone like this - at least help His Highness to the palace first..."
Callisto showed the bishops the incurable black wounds on his fingertips.
“No one can touch Rand now.”
Paso, looking grim, asked: "...What can we do now?"
"wait."
Wait until the darkness in his body takes absolute control.
Wait until Lant completely becomes the Son of Eternal Night, the Dark Saint.
Deathly silence hung in the air.
The crowd gathered in the Square of Light was reluctant to disperse, but under the guidance of the Knights Templar, they had to leave in an orderly manner.
Only one-tenth of the crowd had dispersed when the unusual movement struck again.
As if the story had finally come to an end, the trembling reached its limit, and Rant's curled up body slowly stretched out.
His long golden-brown hair that reflected golden light under the sun was soaked in darkness, and the pure golden-brown turned into dark brown. His raven-black eyelashes trembled and struggled to open.
Suddenly there was a strong wind.
The hurricane broke out from Rant, and the cardinals on the platform were forced down the platform one after another by the fierce wind mixed with strong dark power. Even Pope Callisto and Beast King Paso could not help but retreat.
The Holy Son Lant was lifted up by the light and slowly rose into the air.
Ink-black wings grew out from behind him, stretching out to the extreme in utmost splendor.
The wings of the six-winged black angel covered the sky and the Saint Son Lant suddenly opened his eyes.
His pupils were as sharp as torches, and his red right eye exuded incomparable darkness and ominousness. Just one glance could evoke the darkest sins and the most extreme despair in people's hearts.
The crowd was speechless.
The next second, Lant closed his eyes and fell straight from mid-air, and two figures quickly ran towards him.
…
In the Holy Son's room.
Lanter lay on the bed, breathing steadily.
Callisto sat beside his bed, looking down as he unconsciously fiddled with the ruby on his thumb.
On the other side of the bed, Paso took a cotton ball dipped in clean water and carefully moistened Rant's dry lips.
"When will he wake up?" Paso asked softly.
Although Lant's breathing was steady while he lay on the bed, his face was pale as paper and he looked so fragile that he seemed like he would disappear in his sleep in the next second.
Callisto did not answer, but just shook his head silently.
When will Rand wake up? He doesn't know.
I'm afraid no one can answer this question except that god.
Knock knock——
There was a restrained knock on the door.
Callisto whispered, "Come in."
The Templar Knight said anxiously, "Your Majesty, this is bad!"
Paso frowned, "Keep your voice down or go out."
Callisto cast a sound-isolating spell around Lanter, then turned to the terrified Templar and said, "Go on."
The Templar Knight said in panic: "Your Majesty, the rebel who caused trouble in Guangming Square has been rescued by the orcs!"
As soon as the Templar said this, the expressions of both of them changed immediately.
Callisto frowned and asked, "Xia was rescued?"
"Was he rescued by orcs?" Callisto said, glancing at Paso beside him.
Paso asked with a stern expression: "How can you be sure that the person who rescued him was an orc?"
Anyone who has the ability to rescue people from the Vatican must be a powerful high-level orc of the orc race, and on the surface, high-level orcs are no different from humans.
"According to the guards, although they failed to stop the criminals, most of the people killed showed characteristics of orcs. They must be orcs! The leader is most likely a high-level orc..."
"It's Sol." Paso said with a gloomy face, "My good brother is really sincere and wants to come here at the risk of his life."
"Now is not the time to pursue these matters." Callisto shook his head and said, "Go after them."
"Don't worry about life or death."
…
In the dense forest, the shadows of the trees were buzzing and the leaves were undulating, making a rustling sound.
Thor ran through the woods holding the weakly breathing Xia.
Chris followed closely beside him, with a small number of remnants of the tribe behind them.
"Those guys were thrown off!" Chris whispered.
Thor continued to run at high speed, without even looking up, and said, "It's not enough. The people from the Church will definitely catch up with us. We can only breathe a sigh of relief when we get to the tribe."
Chris looked back and saw a few scattered orcs. He gritted his teeth and said, "Does this Xia have to be saved?!"
They brought so many elites, but in the end only these few survived, and the orcs who survived by chance were all seriously injured. What a heavy loss!
"The person has been rescued. There is no point in asking such questions."
"How is it meaningless?! I should have tried my best to stop you!"
They had managed to save up a little money and were originally thinking of making a comeback.
But this time they suffered heavy losses, which directly damaged their vitality. Let alone challenging the Orc Forest again, they are afraid that they will have to survive by attacking from both sides in the future!
The more Chris thought about it, the angrier he became. His brain was about to explode with rage, but when he turned around, he saw Thor cutting his wrist and feeding his blood to Sia, whose life or death was unknown.
Chris took a deep breath.
Turning his head again, he saw Paso biting open the black wooden bottle cork and stuffing the magic pill in the bottle into Xia's mouth.
——The only secret medicine of the royal family of the beastman in the world, which can even bring the dead back to life.
Chris felt his eyes go dark, and he could no longer see the future of the beast tribe they led.
One day this idiot is going to die at the hands of Xia!
Chris thought bitterly.
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