Heaven

Under the vast expanse of stars, strange saplings swayed gently.

Along with the sound of water echoing invisibly, several new leaves sprouted from the branches of the sapling. Mason looked at this scene with a sense of accomplishment. The fruit represented a new vest, and as the number of leaves increased, he could feel his control over the vest improving.

If you compare opening a vest to playing a game, there will definitely be a delay when opening two screens. Although the one with a slower network speed can still move, it is easy to lag. So in order to reduce the delay, Canaan always AFK when Oleus moves. Now, he is constantly adding parts to the router to make double opening, triple opening, and even multiple opening in the future become smoother.

Mason touched the leaf in a good mood, and heard layers of whispers in his ears. In addition to the voices about Oreius, there were also whispers about Canaan.

"The savior of Ya'an City..."

"The mysterious visitor from the World Tree..."

"A miraculous priest..."

"Master Canaan is really amazing..."

Compared to Aurelius, most of these impressions are superficial, but many are linked together by invisible threads, forming a vague connection with the priest.

Mason fiddled with one of them out of curiosity, and a childish and innocent picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: this was a castle made entirely of toys and desserts, and a familiar little girl was wearing beautiful clothes and playing games with a doll.

This was the child I had met in the hospital courtyard. As soon as Mason realized who she was and wanted to get closer, his surroundings changed.

The priest with long silver hair and blue eyes appeared in the dream scene. The girl widened her eyes in surprise: "Mr. Canaan...?"

Why is Mr. Canaan here? Is he here to play with me? Mr. Canaan is so nice!

The girl smiled sweetly, trotted over to the young man, and held his hand affectionately: "Mr. Canaan, are you visiting my home?"

The young man nodded slightly, and the girl became even happier. She took them to sit down and introduced them chatteringly: "This is dad, this is mom, and these are the two brothers! They just got home from get off work!"

Four dolls appeared in the distance. The pink mother nodded to the guests in a friendly manner, and the stern father became amiable. The two brothers naughtily played with the girl's braids, which made her snort in anger. The mother came over and beat them both, making them scream.

This is a thought...

Mason understood vaguely.

With the help of the girl's trust, he successfully sneaked into the purest place in her heart. If he did something here, the other person's thoughts in reality would change accordingly.

Mason hesitated, looked at the girl, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Ally!"

"Ally, I really like the flowers in the garden. Can you pick one and put it at my door tomorrow?"

Ellie nodded vigorously. The silver-haired young man touched her hair in a rewarding manner and gradually disappeared. When he completely disappeared, Ellie in reality suddenly woke up.

She yawned a little and felt that she had a good dream, but she couldn't remember the specific content of the dream. Ellie pondered for a while and suddenly thought of the flowers blooming in the garden. She thought they were very beautiful.

Such beautiful flowers are perfect as gifts. Mr. Canaan has helped everyone so much, and Alice wants to thank him! The girl buried herself in the quilt and quietly made up her mind.

Tomorrow morning she will secretly pick a flower and put it at Mr. Canaan's door!

After completing this little experiment, Mason regained consciousness with satisfaction. The priest opened the window and jumped down silently. Surrounded by bright and clean flowers and butterflies, he looked like a moving elf under the moonlight.

I guess Canaan will never walk at night again in his life. Who would turn a blind eye to a big light bulb in the night?

Mason sighed inwardly, tried his best to reduce his brightness, and headed straight for the Earl's Mansion.

When Count Yan was awakened by the wind, he saw a person sitting in his bedroom. His heartbeat stopped for a moment, but he was unable to do anything - the moment he saw the other person, his hostility was wiped out.

The Earl, realizing this, broke out in a cold sweat. He could not imagine how terrible it would be if this was an enemy. But fortunately, he knew the person who came. The moonlight shone on that beautiful face, and the eyes were as blue as the ocean. This scene was as beautiful as an oil painting.

"Where is Aurelius?"

The Earl's heart skipped a beat: "What do you want to do with him?"

"I need to kill him."

Canaan said these extremely terrifying words calmly with a gentle and soft tone, and his attitude towards Count Yanan was unexpectedly good.

"As you all know, we are all humans who once lived in this world. Due to our special characteristics, we were accepted into the World Tree and became the Heroic Spirits who guard the World Tree."

"But after the World Tree was polluted, the broken souls turned into the Land of Stars, and the remnants slept in it until Oleus returned to this world. Everything originated from him, and everything should end with him. He is the anchor for the heroes to return to this world. The reason why I descended in Ya'an City is because I heard his call."

They were close friends who transcended time and space. The noble priest and the unrestrained swordsman promised to protect this world together forever.

One day, in the endless sleep after the fall, the silver-haired young man in a daze suddenly heard the other party's voice.

——Someone here needs help.

Who is speaking? Without thinking, he woke up following the familiar breath. When he came to this world, he remembered that the caller had already gone astray.

The evil leader who created endless killings will eventually degenerate into a bloodthirsty monster's former best friend.

Who can punish him? Who can kill him once and for all when he becomes a monster? Who can protect those vulnerable humans? Who can pray for him when he dies?

The priest looked directly into Count Yan'an's hesitant eyes and whispered softly, "Unless Christine survives, no one is more suitable than me to do this."

The moonlight shone into his eyes, bringing out an icy hue. Deep within the clear light, there was a lingering sense of danger.

.......

"Canaan is actually a very reliable person. He is a human supremacist."

The red-haired young man sat on the ground, answering the brain worm's questions. The thin morning light shone on them, piercing the darkness and bringing a little warmth. The first thing Rambo did when he woke up was to force him to give him information. The latter could not bear it and had to raise his hands in surrender.

"His physique is very special. He can absorb pollution and transform it into energy, permanently and passively releasing a positive energy field that has a series of effects such as dispersal, treatment, recovery, and movement. No matter who they are, he will help them equally and completely disregards himself."

"A completely altruistic contributor?" Rambo raised his eyebrows with interest, completely ignoring the others who were sweating profusely behind him. "It's very rare. He will be used to death like this."

Please, do you have to be so obvious in your treatment? Rex, who was busy chopping wood for the house, looked at the knight with a sad face for comfort. The knight dragged the branches to the side of the cabin neatly, not noticing his eyes at all. Looking at Rex, who was emitting a strong aura of melancholy, the red-haired young man curled his lips as if he was amused.

"That won't happen. He's a priest."

This is not just a title, but a fact. If you have seen the long line of people kneeling down the steps, you will understand what it means to be born on the altar. Even the most vicious evildoers will do good in front of him. Under the influence of extreme humanism, he loves humanity as much as humanity will love Canaan.

"Anyone who gets close to Canaan gradually becomes a fanatic, so he rarely stays in one place for long and is a very lonely person."

Lonely person...

Rambo savored the word carefully and actually understood its meaning.

This is undoubtedly an extremely powerful and dangerous ability. If it was placed before the Dark Mist Era, he could easily establish a fanatical religious country. But this also means isolation between him and ordinary people.

Canaan is like a statue placed on a high place and worshipped by people. People will want to touch him, worship him, and get close to him, but no one will ever communicate with him as an equal.

A priest who lives among men is always a solitary man.

The brain worm constructed a relevant model of the other party in his mind and continued to ask: "What is his curse?"

"Then you must first know what his blessing is."

The red-haired young man did not hide anything. Although it was impossible to tell the curse part in full, it was still necessary to tell the blessing part.

"Canaan's blessing is called——【Heaven】!"

Wherever He goes, there is heaven, with rivers of milk and honey flowing, and everyone is pious and good.

This is a name that makes people yearn for it. Only Mason himself knows how the fruit condensed from the flesh and blood of the tree can be so glorious and great, and the price of being useful is also heavy.

If someone peels off the body of Canaan, they will find no internal organs, but countless flesh fibers that beat slightly like heart dirt. The human Canaan is actually just a flesh cocoon. The purified pollution does not disappear out of thin air, but is converted into positive energy and released again. However, the conversion speed is constant, and the excess part is deposited in the body. The monster hatched is the real [Canaan].

Under the heavens, there is nothing but rotten soil. The trekkers come to worship the saint, but they do not know that under their feet are buried his bones and what they drink is his flesh and blood.

——The name of the curse is, [Corrupted Egg]!