Chapter 3 Resurrection Overture (III)

Qi Leren stood in front of this gate that once made him desperate.

Behind the huge stone gate was the statue of the Virgin Mary holding the Holy Sword high, and the Black Dragon crucified. Seven days ago, there was another friend of his former seated on the throne belonging to the Pope and looked at him with a smile.

Thinking about it now, I still feel like I have had a nightmare.

Worried about an unknown danger inside, Qi Leren removed the [Devil's Etiquette] and changed into the sensing skill [Checking clothes when it rains]. He put his hand on the stone door and pushed it gently, and the stone door almost opened in front of him.

The statue of the Virgin and the Black Dragon were still there, but the metal giant sword in the hand of the Virgin statue no longer existed. Qi Leren's eyes fell to the blood on the ground, and the dragged blood stains seemed to make the scene before his death reappear in front of his eyes.

He took a step and wanted to go there, but the first step he took made the dead and broken temple incredible changes-

A bright light emanated from the tall statue of the Virgin Mary, and countless cracks spread from the top of its head. Qi Leren widened his eyes and looked at this terrifying scene. The cracks became more and more dense, spreading from the statue of the Virgin Mary to the immortal corpse of the Black Dragon. Two wreckages, which were more than ten meters high, were destroyed by time in an instant, turned into countless pieces and powder and poured down, rushing towards the earth like a waterfall!

The entire former site of the Holy See collapsed in a tremor of tremor.

During the collapse, Qi Leren, who was overturned by the shock wave, looked blankly at the location of the Virgin statue.

Maria's phantom stood there, holding an object that seemed to be a scepter in both hands, and walked towards him.

The ground was shaking too hard, and the Qilemen could not stand up at all, but Maria's phantom came to him like a flat ground and handed the things in her hand to him: "Please bring this thing to the prophet, and you must hand it to him with your own hands."

"Who is the prophet? Where is he?" asked the confused Qileren.

"He is in the trial in the dusk town. If you meet Ning Zhou, don't let Ning Zhou touch this thing, and don't let him see it." Maria instructed.

The Qileren looked down at what Maria gave him and stretched out his hand. The name of this prop is [Scepter of Hell]. It is made of metal, heavy and dangerous. There is a huge groove at the top of the scepter. The gem originally embedded on it is gone, leaving only this metal scepter with evil power. This is probably a demon prop with extremely powerful power, which can even pollute the power of faith.

"I understand, I will hand it over to the prophet." Qi Leren understood that the matter was of great importance, put away the scepter and agreed solemnly.

"Thank you." Maria smiled, leaned over and fell a gentle kiss on Qileren's forehead.

The gentle kiss was like God's blessing, countless golden and silver-white light spots escaped from Mary's body, and she began to become blurred, but these light spots rushed into the body of Qileren. He suddenly felt that he was immersed in the hot spring, and the warm power sootheed his stiff and tired body, injecting him with vitality and vitality again.

Intoxicated by this comfortable power, Qi Leren forgot where he was until an angry roar came from his head: "How dare you! Maria! You have been repeatedly, again and again... I will not let you go!"

The desperate witch who found the destruction of the destruction demon king was roaring angrily, thunder clouds condensed, lightning and thunder thunder, the terrifying demonic power brewed the power of death, and countless bats attacked them!

Maria nodded calmly at Qi Leren: "Good boy, go, remember what I said."

As he said that, a brilliant white light soared into the sky from Qi Leren's feet, piercing through the dark clouds, and wrapped around Qi Leren's flying towards the distant dusk land.

In this dazzling silver-white light, Qi Leren felt his body floating uncontrollably, just like in his previous dream, rising higher and higher. The white world is full of magnificent and majestic vitality, solemn and solemn. He was wrapped in the holy light like a gliding bird, moving forward in a pure white area.

Suddenly there was an ethereal music sound in front of him, and Qi Leren suddenly woke up from that transcendent realm and looked in the direction where the music sound came.

Countless little angels holding flowers and musical instruments flew out from an extremely gorgeous door, scattering petals happily and playing graceful music. The door seemed to be the gate of the Garden of Eden. From the open door, you could see a garden full of flowers. The angels holding music were playing the piano by the fountain, singing praises to God the Father.

A young and petite female angel walked out of the garden, and her steps fell lightly on the clouds, smiling at the Aiji.

Qi Leren tried hard to see her face clearly, but she seemed to be so light-year away from him.

"I am the prophet," she said, "giving it to me."

The eyes of Qileren were empty, and the man's voice seemed to be God's will, which made him involuntarily want to obey her commands.

Giving the scepter of hell to the prophet, she is the prophet... This is firmly rooted in his mind.

Qi Leren held the scepter of hell in his hand without thinking, and could not think.

[Collection of clothes when it rains] Currently, the remaining number of inductions is 2/3.

Qi Leren suddenly woke up. How could he believe that the person with unknown origin in front of him was a prophet?! This brainwashing power of bewitching is extremely terrifying! He almost handed over the things!

"Huh?" The angel opposite let out a confusing hum. A projection of a holy angel appeared behind Qi Leren, holding a holy sword in his hand, slashing towards the gate of heaven.

In a holy light that opened the world, the world was silently torn apart, and everything that was like a dream in front of me disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Under the curious gaze of hundreds of millions of humans and demons, this white holy light that crossed the sky paused in a black cloud for a moment, then pierced through the darkness and continued to fly towards the dusk land of the eastern coast.

In the garden at dawn.

"I actually failed. The power to come with the incarnation projection is still not enough, time is too hasty." The petite woman sighed.

"It is impossible to stop the power of the domain without using it. After all, it is the last power of the Holy Nun." The man who slowly tasted the red wine said lightly.

"But if you use the 'Ideal Country', you will definitely be seriously injured after being pierced by the holy light, and it will not be worth the loss. Forget it, you already know the whereabouts of the thing, just treat it as a trouble for others to keep it for the time being." The woman said, and laughed again, "But the child you like is quite vigilant."

The red wine in the goblet was gently shaken, and the thick red color was like blood.

"People with many secrets are always more alert. I am really curious about how many secrets he still has."

The dusk land on the eastern coast is shrouded in the afterglow of the sunset all year round.

On the long coastline, Chen Baiqi was lying on the seawall to smoke. Her sister Qianqi was catching crabs and suddenly found a shiny stone. She screamed in surprise and came to Chen Baiqi with the stone: "This one looks good, I want to show it to Xiaozhi!"

Chen Baiqi glanced at the stone, it was just a strange sea stone. She rubbed her sister's hair: "Okay."

"But I haven't seen the little cicada for a long time." Xixi was worried about her little friend, "Is it the Prophet who refused to let him come out?"

"Maybe." Chen Baiqi, who was full of melancholy, replied absent-mindedly, "I will go home after playing for another ten minutes, and go to the Dead Island in the afternoon."

Xixi tilted her head and suddenly realized: "Is it Qi Leren's first seventh?"

Chen Baiqi responded softly and sighed.

The little girl didn't know her sister's heart, and kicked the sand under her feet and muttered: "Why is he dead?"

"People will die." Chen Baiqi said lightly.

Qianqian felt her sister's heavy mood and obediently took her arm. She was well protected by Chen Baiqi, but this did not mean that she knew nothing. She had seen many of Chen Baiqi's customers, young men and women, come to her store and buy what she needs. Some came very diligently, and some came very few, but gradually, these people disappeared.

These missing people have never been here again. There will always be new faces coming here and disappear like those people.

Xixi remembers that when she was young, a beautiful young lady always brought her delicious candy, wrapped in colorful cellophane, and each one was sweet. She liked the candy brought by the young lady. Every time she would collect these beautiful candy papers and pack them in a small iron box, and save a whole box.

Then one day when she was sorting out the drawer, she saw the iron box and suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen the young lady for a long time. She talked to Chen Baiqi several times. Chen Baiqi was silent for a long time and said that she would ask her for some information.

She happily returned to her room and used those thousand paper cranes that had folded a bottle of cellophane to give to the young lady.

But in the end, she could only deliver the folded paper crane to her tombstone.

On the island of the Dead, which left the dusk land, the warm sunlight illuminated her tombstone, with her name on it and the days she lived. There are only two simple lines of words that summarize a person's short life.

She felt that she was not so sad, but when she thought that she would never be able to eat this delicious candy again, she was so sad that she burst into tears.

Later she found out where to buy this delicious candy, which still had a sweet taste. It was not given by that young lady, so she never liked it again.

She thought, in fact, she didn't like that kind of candy so much, she just missed that young lady very much.

It was a carefree little girl who understood the meaning of death for the first time.

"Sister, do you seem to like him very much?" asked Xixi.

Chen Baiqi took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke that he vomited blew away in the sea breeze: "Because one of my friends likes him very much."

"How much do you like?" Xixi asked with a smile, "Does any sister like me so much?"

Chen Baiqi looked at her sister's innocent face and smiled and kissed her face: "Maybe more liked than my sister likes you."

Xixi said "Wow": "That must be very much liked."

But as he said that, Xixi was a little sad again: "Then how sad will your friends be if he is dead now?"

Chen Baiqi couldn't speak, and her hands holding the cigarette were trembling. The sour and despair was faintly filled with a hint of sweet pain. Even if it was just a bystander like her, she was about to suffocate.

She would never forget that on that heavy rainy day, Ning Zhou, who was heading to the holy city with Qi Leren and others, suddenly returned to the dusk land and knocked on her door. She was puzzled, but was shocked by Ning Zhou's calm eyes. Ning Zhou braved the heavy rain and told her what happened. Then, regardless of her dissuasion, he resolutely went to Neverland. He didn't even know whether he could survive the torture of the spiritual barrier, or perhaps he had already been sleeping in the cold ice field forever.

Fortunately, Ning Zhou's tombstone has not appeared on the Dead Island until now. It seems that he has successfully arrived at his former soul land, bid farewell to it, and went to a world full of thorns and suffering.

When she was not thinking, she suddenly heard Xixi exclaim. Chen Baiqi looked up and looked at the sky in surprise. In the distant west, a bright light spanned the sky, majestic and holy. Wherever she passed, the sky was full of projections of heaven. It stopped above the dusk land and turned into a vertical beam of light descended.

A huge phantom of a holy angel appeared in the void. Behind him, countless wings slowly danced in the sunset, almost covering the sunset. The wings continued to wither, like a white heavy rain. The phantom of the holy angel became thinner and thinner. He folded his hands on his chest, bowed to the distance, and disappeared into the golden and red sunset.

Qianqi was stunned. After being shocked, Chen Baiqi suddenly had countless thoughts: Which Holy See's domain-level master has arrived in the dusk land? The place where the prophet landed in the dusk land... No, this should be just a residual power. If he was really a domain-level master, such a big noise would not have been revealed. Moreover, the barrier of the inquisition was not alarmed... Who was it?

"Xiqi, go home, I'll take a look, I'll be back soon." Chen Baiqi said, inserting a card into the card slot. A projected book turned to a certain page in her hand. A white unicorn appeared beside her. She turned over the horse. The unicorn with wings on her back flew in the air like a wind to the place where the phantom of the Holy Angel landed.

Because the distance was close, she arrived at her destination in less than half a minute. On the undulating beach, a confused figure was looking around at a loss. Seeing Chen Baiqi appear, he waved at her in surprise and ran towards her quickly.

The cigarette butt in Chen Baiqi's hand fell to the ground, shock and joy were intertwined. She wanted to use ten thousand swear words to express her unbelievable mood at the moment: "Fuck, Qi Leren, aren't you dead?!"
Chapter completed!