Chapter 086: Hypocrite Saint 4 Choose her or him?
Although this skeleton looked no different from a human skeleton at first glance, Jane could tell at a glance that it was the skeleton of his own kind!
And... this is no ordinary elf skeleton.
He slowly moved his gaze to the frontal bone of the skull, where there was a deep-rooted mark. This was... the mark of the Elf King.
Even though it has lost its flesh and blood and its soul has dissipated between heaven and earth, the call from deep in his bones tells Jane that this is the skeleton of the 47th Elf King, the grandfather he has never met.
Jian's eyes suddenly turned red, and he turned around suddenly: "Where did you get this skeleton?!"
Aya Beatrice panted, and the hood of her cloak fell down, revealing her charming and beautiful face.
She looked solemn. Facing this Holy Son, she did not dare to take it lightly. So the first thing she did was to use her most precious skull, determined to take him down in one fell swoop.
But instead of continuing to attack, Jane asked her where she got the skull, which made her a little confused.
"I'm asking you." Jane's face was pale, and there was no gentle smile on it. He took a few steps towards Aya Beatrice and asked word by word, "Where did you get this skeleton?"
"That's a very interesting question." Aya Beatrice sneered, "I'm a necromancer, where else can I get the skeleton? Of course I summoned it myself!"
"This is impossible!"⑧
Jane seemed to have suffered a huge shock. His pupils trembled. He turned around and looked at the skeleton in disbelief, muttering to himself.
"How is it possible... Even if they were dead, why would they be sent to that God-forsaken place..."
The range of the Necromancer's summoning is the Sea of Dead Souls. Although it is called the Sea, it is not a sea. It is just a place where dead souls gather and living beings cannot reach.
Those dead souls were punished by the gods because they committed great sins in their lifetime. They will never be reborn, so the Sea of Dead Souls is also called the Land Forsaken by the Gods.
Elf King...Sea of Dead Souls...
Jian had a splitting headache, and there seemed to be a bloody halo in front of his eyes. At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to get back the skeleton of his loved one!
But Havelot stood in front of him. While blocking Aya Beatrice's attack, he stared at Jane, who was obviously in a bad condition.
"Jane, you have lost the power of light. You are no match for us now. Since you took care of me in the past, I don't want to hurt you. Just surrender."
Jane looked at him with red eyes and uttered two words: "Get out of the way."
Aya Beatrice was in a hot temper: "Why are you still talking to him? If you let him escape again, you may never know when you can catch him next time!"
Harvelot put away his inappropriate softness and his face hardened: "If that's the case, I have no other choice."
Jane didn't pay any attention to what they were saying. He only wanted to take back his grandfather's skeleton. After being stopped by Havilot, he looked at Havilot, and his eyes were no longer full of the tolerance and holiness of the Son of God, but full of murderous sharpness.
"Do you think that you can do whatever you want just because I have lost the power of light?" Jian was obviously extremely angry. He said no more, but without dodging, he crashed directly into Havelot's holy sword!
Havilot was shocked, but he soon realized that Jane was not trying to commit suicide, but was attacking him!
Both he and Aya Beatrice had looks of astonishment on their faces.
The mage, who was supposed to be in a weak body, pulled out a bow and arrow from his space ring and directly confronted the chief paladin!
Although he was using long-range weapons such as the bow and arrow, Jian was still incredibly strong in close combat. No matter how he turned or leaped, his body was very light and nimble, like a weightless feather. He was in front of him the moment before, and in the blink of an eye he was already behind him, with the sharp arrow pointing directly at his back.
Havilot broke out in a cold sweat, and the look of disbelief on his face grew more and more intense.
He, the chief paladin of the Temple of Light, was actually defeated by the Son of God in close combat!
Jane didn't intend to kill him. After subduing the Paladin Leader, he leaped over and ran towards the skeleton beside him.
However, at this moment, the skeleton moved.
It was not that the soul of the ancestor was re-endowed on this skeleton, but that its current owner controlled it and attacked Jane!
Jane stopped running forward. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the skeleton's attack and his whole body trembled.
"No..." He suppressed his sorrow and spoke softly.
However, the elder who had turned into a skeleton was unable to hear the call of his child. He just stared with his empty eyes and tried his best to hurt his child, completely reduced to a weapon and puppet.
Jane was in extreme pain. Even though she stretched out her hand with ease in facing the Chief Paladin, she was unable to strike back at a skeleton.
In the hands of the Necromancer, the skeleton's combat power was amplified to the maximum. It pressed forward step by step, but Jane retreated step by step and just dodged. However, in such an intensive attack, he still inevitably suffered some injuries.
Soon, he was covered in bruises and even had a bloody mark on his cheek.
Aya Beatrice stopped attacking hesitantly: "Why...why don't you fight back?"
Jane couldn't answer this question. He half-knelt on the ground, using the bow to support himself.
He kept his eyes fixed on the skeleton in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you really summon this from the Sea of Dead Souls?"
Aya Beatrice hesitated for a moment, but still answered: "Yes, why would I lie to you? This is the skeleton I summoned. It is the highest level skeleton I have at the moment."
Jian closed his eyes and suppressed the trembling of his body. He asked again: "Then... do you know who this skeleton came from?"
Aya Beatrice and Havelot looked at each other, and both realized that something was unusual.
"I don't know who it came from." Aya Beatrice said honestly, "I haven't upgraded to the level where I can communicate with the dead."
Jane bit her lips tightly, and spoke again after a long while: "Did you get the Heart of the World Tree from this skeleton?"
Aya Beatrice showed a shocked expression: "How did you know?"
The guess was confirmed. Jane's shoulders trembled slightly, and she looked up at the young necromancer: "So, if I asked you to give up this skeleton, you would definitely not be willing to do so."
Before Aya Beatrice could figure out why Jane knew such a secret, she heard this rude remark and immediately became angry: "Are you kidding me? I summoned it, why should I give it to you!"
"In that case, I'm sorry."
After Jian slowly stood up, his body was covered in blood, and the scars on his handsome face added a bit of coldness to him.
"I really don't want to hurt you, but I must get this skeleton and the heart of the world tree."
The two immediately showed a vigilant look. Havelot said, "Jane, don't be stubborn anymore. I am willing to believe that you have your reasons. As long as you turn back in time and confess your sins to the God of Light, everything will not be in time."
His tone was heavy and his eyes were sad. He did not engage in combat again, but almost tried to persuade.
He recalled the days when he first came to the Temple of Light. It was the equally young Son of God who accompanied him all night long when he left home for the first time. He told him stories and showed him his collection of scrolls. After training and after classes, they met in the corridor of the temple. He bowed his head to greet the Son of God, and he nodded to the Paladin. Every time the two of them passed each other, there would always be an extra candy in his palm.
They grew up together, lived together, and he once thought he knew Jane well enough.
Why would such a person betray the God of Light and collude with the Western monsters? When he first learned the truth, he was unwilling to believe it, but the facts were in front of him, and even the God of Light came out to confirm Jian's guilt. What could he do if he didn't want to believe it?
"Please stop, Jane," said Havelotte sadly. "Don't make the same mistake over and over again."
Perhaps this sentence brought out the sincere feelings in his heart. It was not the Chief Paladin who said this to the rebellious Son of Light, but Havilot who said it to Jane.
There was a slight fluctuation on Jane's cold face. He looked at Havilot deeply and raised the bow and arrow in his hand.
Seeing his actions, the faint hope in Havilot's eyes faded.
Sorry, Havelot.
Jane muttered to herself in her heart that beneath his cold exterior, he was grieving and weeping on the inside.
Everyone knows that the Son of God can never go back.
Harvelot took a deep breath and whispered to Aya Beatrice, "Be careful, his movements are very strange, don't let him get close to you."
"I know." Aya Beatrice nodded solemnly. After seeing Jane defeat Havelot, she would not be so arrogant as to look down on this Son of God who had lost the power of light.
The wind blew, and the grass underfoot rolled up green waves, and the tense atmosphere was about to break out.
Just when the three were about to launch an attack simultaneously, suddenly an invisible energy enveloped them, and no one could continue to move.
"What's going on?" Aya Beatrice widened her eyes in shock, but soon stopped talking.
A terrifying pressure enveloped the world. The three people were extremely nervous, but they saw the grass in the distance surging and a... child emerged?
When Jian saw the child's face, she was stunned for a moment: "Ali?"
This is exactly Ali, who the God of Light said had been sent back to his home!
Ali still looks like a child, but looking at his expression at this moment, no one would think that he is just an innocent child.
There was an interesting look in his red eyes. Seeing that Jane still recognized him, he waved to him happily: "Brother, it's great that you still remember me."
"Brother...Brother?" Havilot turned his eyes in astonishment and looked between the two of them.
If Jane couldn't see that there was something wrong with Ali at this time, he would be a fool. His eyes turned cold: "Who are you?"
"I'm Ali, the son of Conrad." Ali said with a smile, "Brother, why did you leave me alone? I trusted you so much, and you left me waiting in the wilderness for so long, and you never came back."
Jane was not moved at all: "What's the point of pretending at this point? Just tell me, who are you and why are you lurking around me?"
Ali laughed twice and seemed to think that teasing Jane was a very interesting thing.
Then his eyes changed. Even though he was still smiling, a strong pressure emanated from him, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I'm better than you, so I have to decide the rules of the game." Ali looked around and said, "You guys were having so much fun just now, you don't mind adding me in, right?"
"What do you want to do, sir?" Havelot remained calm.
Ali stroked his chin, his red eyes moving around between Havelot and Aya Beatrice who was being protected by him, and suddenly he realized, "So you two are lovers?"
"What?"
Harvelot and Aya Beatrice were both stunned, and then Aya Beatrice said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Do you want to tarnish our Qingbai in this way? There is nothing wrong between Harvelot and me, don't talk nonsense!"
These words stunned Ali for a moment, and also startled Jane slightly.
【419: ? ? ? ? ?
Jian Ziyan: "Don't ask questions, I don't know what happened either, don't blame me."]
Havelot's face was upright and serious: "Aya Beatrice and I are companions who have been through hardships together. Your Excellency, please be careful with your words."
"Oh...oh." Ali glanced at Jane with a more interesting expression, "Since we are all friends, then this lady and my brother should have the same status in your heart, right?"
Havelot was cautious and did not speak. He realized that the man in front of him, who was dressed as a child, had great malice in his heart.
"Don't talk? It doesn't matter." Ali said, "Even if you don't talk, you still have to play this game."
As he spoke, he stretched out his five fingers and Aya Beatrice and Jane flew towards him at the same time. Their necks were tightly strangled by black chains out of thin air and they were hanging in the air.
Harvelot was anxious: "What are you doing!"
"Playing games." Ali said with a smile, "Look, we are both friends, one has known each other for many years but is guilty, and the other has just met but is innocent. Havelot, leader of the paladins, make your choice."
When he said the last sentence, Ali's tone suddenly became low, with supreme majesty.
"No..." Harvilot's pupils shrank. He looked at Ali in shock and begged, "Please don't do this..."
"I'll say it again, make your choice." The smile on Ali's face disappeared. He tightened his five fingers, and the chains around their necks shrank instantly. Aya Beatrice groaned as if she was suffocating. "Choose one, or let them die together."
Havelot was pinned to the ground. No matter how much he wanted to draw his holy sword to attack the opponent, he could not move at all.
He looked up with great effort at the two people hanging in the air, his expression painful and struggling.
Who should be saved?
Jane was his best friend, his holy son, and although he had betrayed the God of Light, he never wanted him to die.
Aya Beatrice was so innocent that she should not have been involved in these cruel things. It was just that she had a sense of justice and wanted to help him solve these problems. What she entrusted to him was also her precious trust.
Why should he be forced to choose between these two people? No matter who he chooses, he will only have endless regrets for the rest of his life.
"You are so powerful, you must be no ordinary person." Havelot spoke with difficulty, trying his best, "If you want the Temple of Light to do something, you can just tell me..."
"I don't want to repeat the question I asked for the third time." Ali said in a cold voice, not giving Havelot any hope. "There are at most five breaths left, and they will both suffocate to death at the same time. Make your choice, Paladin, unless you want to get two bodies at the same time."
Havilot's heart was gripped tightly, he knelt on the ground with his fists clenched, his eyes wide open with fear and struggle.
Save who...save who!
"Five." Ali has started counting down.
"Four."
"three."
"two……"
Havilot's whole body trembled violently. He moved his eyes in panic and suddenly met Jane's gaze.
He just stared at Havelot quietly. Perhaps he had guessed what choice he would make and was ready to face his own ending. However, deep in his pupils, there was still a barely perceptible expectation.
Havilot held back the pain in his heart and said in a trembling voice.
"I choose...Aya Beatrice."
The moment he made his choice, the glimmer of deep hope in Jane's eyes suddenly disappeared. He looked up at the sky indifferently and closed his eyes.
Although he was so calm, Havelot collapsed. He took a few steps forward on his knees and was pinned to the ground again.
His cheek was pressed against the ground, and tears flowed into the soil.
"I'm sorry, Jane, I'm sorry..." He choked and said, "An innocent person should not be treated like this. I have no choice. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Ali watched the scene with great interest, and with a wave of his hand, he threw Aya Beatrice back to the ground.
"Since you have made your choice, she will be returned to you."
Havilot felt the power that was suppressing him suddenly disappear. He gasped for a few breaths and crawled to Aya Beatrice with difficulty.
"As for the other life... I'll take it."
Havilot raised his head suddenly: "No——"
The chain around Jane's neck was suddenly tightened. Jane's whole body twitched violently, and her black hair drooped down with her limp head.
Havelot even heard the crisp sound of a broken neck bone.
He slowly opened his mouth, but before he could even cry out, he was struck by overwhelming sadness, so much so that he could only shed tears but was unable to make any sound.
"The game is over." Ali said happily, "You take your choice and I take the one you don't want. How perfect."
Havilot gradually moved his gaze to Ali's face, and deep hatred was revealed on his usually tolerant and gentle face.
"Who on earth are you..."
"I am just an abandoned poor kid."
Ali said with a smile, and suddenly his expression changed and became disgusted.
"You really can't get too carried away... The annoying one is coming, I'm going to slip away."
He snapped his fingers, and a black martial mist enveloped them, hiding both him and Jane.
And at the moment he disappeared, a dazzling golden light flashed, and a god with silver hair and golden eyes descended here, his golden pupils filled with rage.
He looked around, which was empty of traces, and fixed his eyes on the dazed Havilot.
"What happened here?" He asked in a deep voice, "Tell me everything."
…
[This time, with the advanced props redeemed in advance, Jian Ziyan will finally not be driven insane by these idle gods.
He held his chin in his hand in his consciousness, watching the Dark God lead him all the way to the cursed land, his expression was like sitting on a train and looking at the scenery outside the window.
419 was speechless at the first sight: "You have fallen into the lair of the God of Darkness. This God is not a righteous God like the God of Light. He is weird and treacherous, and does whatever he wants. Be careful not to die without knowing how you died."
Jian Ziyan: "Hasn't I died once already?" He pointed at the half-dead body.
419: "...You are really not panicking at all. It's obvious from the first glance that this guy is here with ill intentions."
Jian Ziyan stretched and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm not really worried about him doing that to me.
Whatever I do, I’m afraid I won’t do anything to me.”
419: "Wait...what? Tell me, what do you want him to do?"
Jian Ziyan: "Hey. This is a god. Just thinking about it makes me excited."
419: ? ? ? 】
Jane regained consciousness amidst endless pain all over her body. Before she opened her eyes, a miserable scream burst out of her throat.
It was too painful, really too painful. Even when he had used forbidden techniques to disguise his own race, he had never experienced such terrible pain.
All his rationality disappeared in this pain, and the only thing he could do was scream desperately, but it could not relieve even one ten-thousandth of the pain.
Just when he thought he was going to be torn apart by the pain, he felt a pair of arms embrace him.
"Hush, bear with it, it won't hurt soon."
Hearing this deep and magnetic voice, Jane struggled to open his eyes, and what came into his sight was a strange and handsome face, but the familiar black hair and red eyes made him immediately confirm the other person's identity.
"Eli..." He gently opened his pale lips, "Or should I call you the Dark God?"
The Dark God showed a delighted expression: "You guessed it. I knew you were smart."
Jane's whole body was twitching with pain, and he asked weakly: "What are you doing to me?"
"I'm changing your attributes." The Dark God stroked Jane's cheek with extremely gentle eyes, as if the pain was not caused by him. "Although there is no light power in your body, your body still has light attributes. You can't live in the cursed land like this. I will use the power of darkness to immerse your body."
"What did you say?"
Jian opened his eyes wide in horror. The anger and fear in his heart even exceeded the pain in his body. He shouted angrily.
"How dare you! How could you…"
The pain of the conflicting attributes made his voice soften. He tried his best to struggle, but he had no power to resist in the hands of the Dark God, and could not escape from His arms no matter what.
"Why not? Don't you no longer believe in the God of Light?" The Dark God hugged him tightly, gently nuzzling the man in his arms, hiding the jealousy and bloodthirstiness in his eyes, "You should have seen what kind of hypocritical people are over there. Even the friends you grew up with are unwilling to save you. What are you still clinging to?"
Jane breathed in pain. He could not resist the Dark God, and his hands that tried to resist were instead firmly grasped by Him.
"Don't be afraid, it will be over soon." The Dark God said tenderly, "But what can I do? You are so beautiful and fragile. I want to do something to you sooner rather than later..."
Jane could no longer hear what He was saying. Elves were born with a light attribute and could not withstand the invasion of darkness. He felt that he was about to be torn apart alive. However, at this time, another terrible feeling gradually rose from his body.
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