Chapter 63
Xia Zuo was still immersed in his thoughts, a little distracted, and slowly followed Christine back, watching the trees around him gradually become sparse.
The black-haired prophet was clearly barefoot, stepping on the dust, but not a single speck of dust stained him. Even Xia Zuo was often surprised and began to doubt whether the top-level light-biased talent had the effect of removing dust.
As he was thinking, Xia Zuo suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye that a branch above their heads, as if it could no longer withstand the strange environment of the desert, fell down without any warning, even with the tip facing downwards, facing the black-haired prophet's head, like a sharp blade.
Xia Zuo:! !
His brain was too slow to react, and without time to think, he immediately pulled the black-haired prophet away and reached out to catch the branch.
Logically speaking, the branch was not very high, nor was it something strong and sharp, but Xia Zuo's intuition was giving him a frantic warning. He actually saw a life-threatening danger in the branch. Even the scene of the prophet's white and gold sacrificial gown being dyed red appeared uncontrollably in his mind.
The brown-haired boy pursed his lips, looked at the branch in his hand, and slowly opened his palm.
——Only the palm of his hand was seen, bloody and mangled.
Before he knew it, a thin layer of cold sweat had formed on his back, and he was tense.
His physical fitness is comparable to those of those whose talents act on their physical bodies. He grabbed the branch from the side, but even so, he was unexpectedly injured.
What would happen if the black-haired prophet, whose strength was overdrawn, was targeted by the sharp blade on the head?
Xia Zuo didn't dare to imagine.
The prophet he had pulled away seemed to sway slightly, his black hair drooping down before him, and he appeared in Xia Zuo's sight. Xia Zuo was already nervous, and immediately asked reflexively:
"West……"
"...Christine, how are you? Can you still walk?"
Hearing this, Xizel glanced at him.
The brown-haired boy froze visibly, even the anxious look on his face seemed frozen, and he fell into a subtle state of paralysis, as if he was worried about his new friend's condition, and at a loss because of his own slip of the tongue.
Noticing the black-haired prophet's pause, he froze even more and froze in place.
“…”
The black-haired prophet sighed softly and said naturally, "I'm fine, Freeman. As for the accident just now..."
His eyes swept over the brown-haired boy's bloody palm. "It's just my daily routine. Let me take care of your wound first. You can go back now. You don't have to accommodate me."
——Before they actually appeared on screen, although the frequency and intensity of accidents had decreased, they were still extremely dangerous.
It would be funny if you died from a falling branch and had to reload the game.
After Kristen changed the subject and didn't seem to pursue the pronunciation that had nothing to do with "Kristen" at all, Xia Zuo's uncomfortable feeling of being on edge finally eased a little. He quickly shook his head and said,
"No, no, these are just minor injuries, Christine. It's too risky for you to go back alone now. If something happens to you, what will happen to those ordinary people?"
Although...if I go back with Christine who is not in good condition, there is a high probability that we will be targeted by those extreme fanatics.
Christine never claimed to be a god; he always referred to himself as a human in front of his followers. Yet, his followers firmly believed that Christine was a god incarnated in human form, performing supreme miracles in mortal flesh and even suffering for his followers. This combination of qualities made him both the greatest and the most vulnerable.
They offer him the purest faith and loyalty and will not disobey any of his orders or will.
At the same time, those gifted people represented by Mol would never allow anything that might hurt Christine to happen.
Sometimes he even felt so sorry for his own god that, while feeling infinitely grateful, he also wanted to persuade Christine to stop being so selfless. However, he felt that his idea of interfering with His Majesty was really disrespectful, so he never mentioned it to the black-haired prophet.
Xia Zuo always felt that Christine seemed to have some special talent in this area ().
After hearing Xia Zuo's advice, the black-haired prophet was silent for a moment, and then he did not force himself to go alone, but continued to walk forward calmly.
From beginning to end, he never complained, never felt dissatisfied, and didn't even feel aggrieved that he was doing good things but was targeted by an unknown force and his life was almost threatened.
He seemed to have always been so forgiving—compassionate and forgiving.
Xia Zuo withdrew his gaze.
When facing someone like Christine, even if he does not have faith in the other person, he will still feel admiration.
...So, Christine and Caesar are clearly two completely different people. Why would he mistake the black-haired prophet for an old friend?
*
Meanwhile, the real world.
The comic platform that many comic fans wait for is updated on time.
【When you see me, you are no longer the first to see the update】
[I got hooked because of a screenshot of a new character. Will the new character appear in this episode? (starry eyes)]
[Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Ahh ...
[This comic is really good at drawing men, wow, what is love at first sight?]
The cover image featured a black-haired priest draped in platinum vestments. He stood in the center of the cover, his left hand holding a bouquet of sacred and beautiful golden flowers, while his right gripped a sleek, elegant scepter-like branch. His eyes were covered with a silk of the same color, making him appear even more sacred and inviolable.
As for his back, there are three pairs of smooth wings, and behind his head, there are even circular golden patterns like the sun.
【Thank you for the invitation, I’m in love】
[From now on, the Western fantasy god of light has a face, sob sob sob]
I had always firmly believed that if there were a true God, I would definitely support the Dark God. Now... I'm quickly surrendering to the enemy.jpg
[Your Majesty, please take a look at my 9.9 yuan free shipping complete believer. Do you want any?]
I can only say that the comics give enough scenes for the appearance of this new character.
Not to mention that Xia Zuo, the protagonist of the comic, is on the side of the church in the following, and he can have close contact with this new character. Combined with this, although the other party has to maintain a sense of mystery and has few roles, all the attractive points are perfectly presented.
First, the appearance. Contemporary comic readers are adept at finding the truth in subtle clues. Even if someone is wearing a mask, let alone a blindfold, they can imagine a stunning beauty under the influence of the atmosphere.
Not to mention, there is also the common tactic in the two-dimensional world that "the more it is concealed, the better it looks."
His combined identity, mysteriousness, personality traits and obviously beautiful appearance have made his popularity soar at a rocket-like rate.
This rise reached its peak when Xia Zuo vaguely felt that he was a bit like his deceased friend César Crest.
[So exciting, so exciting, substitute literature?!]
【He really is, I cry to death】
“You are different from him in many ways, but you are still very much like him.”
[Ze Tui feels a little offended. Is the new character trying to step on me to get to the top?]
[Is the author so unsure about the new character? He wants to draw on Ze Shen's popularity?]
[I think this is a foreshadowing. The new character's outfit is too divine, and in the world view of Absolute Talent, divine positions can only come from two families.]
【Thinking about something exciting, like Gemini ()】
【!! Upstairs, I'll give you a pen, hurry up and write! 】
[However, even though Xia Zuo missed his old friend so much, he didn't impulsively offer his faith. He is really amazing and worthy of being the protagonist.]
[In my opinion, he is a pillar of the world. He knows that he cannot give faith to others casually, even if it means giving up the hope of resurrecting his friends.]
Zetui's eyes were filled with tears. Although he really wanted Wotui to be resurrected, he certainly wouldn't be happy if he were to be resurrected like this.
…
After a short period of daily life, Xia Zuo soon received information that someone was coming to provoke him again.
Just when the comic readers thought that he was going to win by single combat again, and that the death of that ordinary person was also a common routine of stabbing the protagonist in the back and forcing him to grow, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared and blocked the fatal attack.
Ahhhh, this sense of security!!
[Christine! You! Are! My God! !]
[Oh my god, if I were in a comic, I would definitely believe in him too. Who can resist that...]
At this moment, the comic is divided into two parts, narrating the actions of Xia Zuo and the suddenly appearing black-haired prophet together -
As cracks appeared in the golden barrier and it collapsed, a black-haired prophet wearing a platinum priestly robe, who looked out of place here, appeared beside the ordinary man.
He showed no fear or complaint, and his attention was first focused on the frightened ordinary people, rather than the gift holder who might attack again.
——Xia Zuo stopped them. He knew who was coming.
The ordinary people blessed by the gods raised their heads tremblingly, staring at the black-haired prophet, their eyes sore and tears falling uncontrollably: "Thank you, thank you..."
He really thought he was going to die just now.
But at his most desperate moment, golden light suddenly appeared and a miracle happened.
At this moment, he was grateful and repentant, ashamed of his past meanness, and couldn't help feeling the long-lost peace and tranquility of mind under the gaze of God.
As if seeing through his thoughts, the black-haired prophet placed his dust-free hand on his head without a trace of disdain. Without saying a word, a golden dialog box appeared in the comic:
"No need to be nervous, no need to be afraid."
“God will protect you. God says he forgives you.”
The ordinary man was slightly startled, and then in an instant, tears rolled down his eyes and he lowered his head to cover his eyes.
“God will protect you, God says He forgives you”…Aa ...
[I'm so envious and jealous, I really want to be possessed by this person! !]
[Twisted into a twist on the bed]
How could there be someone who looks so godlike?
[The person is already unconscious. You need Your Majesty to forgive you before you can recover. quq]
[I was just licking her face and didn't really watch this episode. Can anyone analyze what Kristen's talent is?]
[Link to forum analysis post (below)]
[In other words, is there a possibility that Christine is really a god? ]
[Discovering a blind spot, Christine is his first name, so could his last name be Kleist?]
What’s wrong with this author? Why would he write stand-in literature in a shonen manga? I’m dying of laughter.
[I have a hunch that this character is connected to Ze Shen. I bet a bag of spicy noodles that Ze Shen's death will definitely not be so simple.]
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