No. 6 Saint Teresa Square, the border area on the third floor, as the black wind roared out, Miss Carina was at the front, protecting Tifa and Luvia behind her. The three of them had the same spiritual rune at the same time,
Black Whisper-[Death].
And behind the door, in the place called the real death, there was a light that should not have appeared.
It was a warm fire, and the crackling sound was very reassuring. The three ladies in Tobesk also saw the scene behind the door.
They could not see the sparkling water, but they could see the bonfire and a circle of people sitting around the bonfire. Both Luvia and Miss Carina were shocked:
"Why are there so many people? Is this place accessible to everyone?"
The sound of the door opening also made a circle of people sitting around the campfire look over.
"Xia De, why is it that only your appearance is completely clear, while everyone else is a blurry shadow?"
Miss Carina asked again, and Shade stood up with a smile:
"It doesn't matter who these are. But it's really nice to see you now. Good evening."
He smiled and waved, and the witch did not ask about the identities of the others, but breathed a sigh of relief:
"Detective, you are really going to cause trouble for me, and you actually come to a place like this. Is the matter over? I'm still waiting for your story."
"It's not over yet, but it's almost over."
He motioned for everyone to get up and leave.
However, once Shade leaves here, the already weak "Tree Kiss" bonfire will be extinguished immediately. At this time, he no longer has the power to open the mystery again, and the church's "Holy Tree Trace" will bear all the consequences.
Seal the mission.
"Good evening."
Iluna also greeted her teacher, and Miss Carina realized that Iluna was also here when she heard the voice.
Iluna looked outside the door and asked hesitantly:
"Where will we end up when we leave here? Saint Teresa Square? What about Fort Midhill?"
"Don't worry. Although I don't know how this door was opened in Shade's house, due to the nature of the door of death, we have to go back to where we came from. Of course, we can also choose to return to Saint Teresa Square.
"
said the priest, who knew the door very well.
Iluna was relieved now, and the witch urged from outside:
"Hurry up, if you keep this door open for a while, I'm worried that when Shade comes home, his house will really turn into a ghost. Detective, are you really not considering moving?"
"I don't think about moving for the moment, Iluna. Go quickly. Next, you have to hold a ceremony, and then face the final decisive battle at Fort Midhill."
"What ceremony?"
The witch outside the door asked, while Luvia behind her widened her eyes slightly, and she also understood:
"Iluna is the fourth overall candidate?"
"What? Can the same person inherit two identities?"
Miss Carina turned to look at her.
"Of course, one identity can only be used by one person, but Iluna can gain part of the power. The chosen one who dies is the second candidate. This has been decided not by me, but by the nun."
Sister Devlin, who had not yet stood up by the bonfire, smiled and shook her head slightly, but it was a pity that Shade did not see it.
Iluna stood in front of Shade. Shade solemnly handed the [Night Watcher] in his hand to her and looked at her somewhat nervous eyes:
"Take this and defeat the undead aggregate formed in the narrow space. When the church performs the final steps of the 'Scar of the Holy Tree', you hold this sword and act as the final executor of the ceremony. This sword remains at the core of the ceremony.
, which can maximize the effectiveness of the ritual. Although it will not permanently seal the narrow room, it can at least extend the seal for a hundred years."
He patted Iluna on the shoulder, and the girl with long brown hair asked:
"Give me this sword, 伱."
"I'm exhausted today and don't want to participate in the battle against the undead anymore, so it's up to you. Iluna Beas, you are the chosen one, aren't you?"
Shade said with a smile, pretending to be relieved. Then, he gave Iluna the bone whistle left behind after the nun burned Barton's body:
"The ancient god [Ancient Death]'s power is entrusted with this. I'm curious as to what the purpose of this whistle is."
Iluna nodded seriously, stood on tiptoes, blushed and kissed the side of Shade's face:
"You don't have to do it all, Shade, I'll take care of it all this time."
She hurriedly walked towards the opened stone door, as if she was worried about others seeing her flushed face. But Iluna did not appear at the border of Saint Teresa Square behind the door, but went to the narrow church.
"Don't forget, after this matter is over, you have to follow me to the headquarters of the religious order."
Sister Devlin stood up and told the story for the third time.
"Okay nun, go quickly, the identity of the chosen one of death belongs to you."
The nun nodded slightly to Shade, picked up the kerosene lamp that had lost its flame, and then touched her blindfold:
"This is an ornament made with the mithril of the ancient Death Order."
She waited for a moment, calculated the time, walked towards the door, and then disappeared.
Priest August stood up for the third time and came to Shade's side, holding the amputated arm in his hand: Gu Fu
"I said, detective, don't always get involved in such dangerous things. Although young people are motivated, they must also pay attention to safety. You see, if I don't help you this time, you will be in danger."
The old man put his pipe into his arms:
"Then let's meet in Tobesk. I expect to be back at the end of this month and will bring you souvenirs."
Calculating that it was almost time for the first two people to leave, he patted Shade on the shoulder and walked towards the door.
Shade finally looked at Joy Barton and Ms. Marilyn Hendel, who helped each other stand up.
"You come with me to Tobesk, and then leave from Tobesk."
They all entered death from the narrow natural church, but they certainly cannot go back from there now.
"grateful."
Mr. Barton wanted to speak, but Shade interrupted him:
"No need to thank me, everything comes at a price.
Even if we help you and resurrect this lady, the curse of death will haunt you for the rest of your life. The numbness of your soul and the fragility of your body will make you gradually discover that maybe living is not a good thing. Mortals will eventually
Once you die, you can only make the process more meaningful, but I hope that when you come back here again."
Shade pointed to his feet:
".Don't regret your decision today."
Mr. Barton bowed deeply. At this time, he was no longer the image of a short, deformed child, but looked more and more normal. Having lost his status as a chosen one, his soul seemed to be freed from all the influences of his life:
"No matter what, Mr. Watson Hamilton, you are the most important friend in my life."
"But you're not my friend anymore."
Shade said, seeing that the bonfire at his feet had been extinguished:
"Remember to do more good deeds, maybe twenty years, maybe thirty years, maybe even fifty years. One day, I will go find you. If you are still alive, then you can tell me what you have done in these years.
past things."
Mr. Button's soul holds Miss Handel's hand:
"Aside from meeting her, the luckiest thing in my life is probably meeting you."
"No need to say such polite words. When you get to my house, you go and tell tonight's story to the ladies in my house. Then, stay away from all this and the disputes. I wish you luck, and I hope it won't be too early to come back here again.
A tidal flat."
"That's Joey Barton. Aren't they enemies? Why did it change to a sad opera?"
The witch outside the door asked Luvia on the side suspiciously. The purple-eyed girl shook her head:
"But looking at Shade's expression, is he going to do something big tonight?"
"It's nothing serious. I'm going to Fort Midhill later to find two people in reality."
Shade said as he also stepped out of the door of death, followed by Ms. Handel and the undead she was holding. Both of them had gray lines on their bodies, which were traces of curses.
The stone gate closed behind them, but the relics caused by the invasion of death were out of control, and the restlessness in the entire border area was far from stopping.
If it is not handled properly, No. 6 Saint Teresa Square may become uninhabitable.
(Dorothy is working on the manuscript.)
Midhill Fort, the narrow space between life and death, in the thick fog, a strong wind suddenly arose.
The almost crazy evil spirits in the narrow room, carrying the terrifying whispering elements, launched the final attack on the three passages. But as the strange wind appeared from the foot and mountainside of the mountain almost at the same time, the undead actually stopped moving.
.
Then, no matter whether they were in the narrow space or in reality, everyone saw two pure white light pillars falling from the sky one after another. Even the thick fog could not hide their colors, and even the whispering elements could not hide them.
The miraculous power that is almost substantial comes from the ancient gods.
The resurrected Iluna Beas walked out of the natural church in the narrow room, and the fire-wielding Sister Devlin also walked out of the mountainside passage.
A white beam of light enveloped them, as if there were transparent feathers spreading to the earth. Under the gaze of the church's ring wizards, the witches, and all the people in Fort Midhill who could look at the sky, thirteen golden light spots,
Appeared in the sky filled with white mist.
"Chosen One Ceremony. But isn't Bayas already balanced? Huh? Why is there still a pillar of light on the mountain? And it appeared later than the one here? Huh? Why did Bayas fall to the ground? Isn't it a ceremony?"
Mr. Landau, the twelve-ring warlock of the Peace Church, asked in surprise.
"Ceremony of the Chosen One. It was indeed Devlin. Although the Spiritual Cult does not belong to the Parliament, the Parliament finally... Hmm? Why is there a pillar of light at the foot of the mountain? And it is earlier than here, huh? Why is there a light under the mountain?
Extinguished?"
Miss Aurora asked Granny Cassandra, who was looking up in surprise.
The bright golden color burst out from the body of Sister Devlin on the mountainside of the narrow Sikal Mountain. With her feet off the ground, the nun who lifted into the sky in the beam of light opened her arms. The huge eleven-ring brass ring behind her was like that.
Golden auras complement each other.
The pure white light pillar gradually turned into a golden color, and the thirteen light point ritual matrix merged with the life ring behind it. The brass ring became blurred during the high-speed rotation, leaving only thirteen stable light points. Then, there was almost
In the chaotic brilliance, thirteen light points distributed in a circle gathered inward to form a sickle-shaped pattern.
The golden shock wave spread to the surroundings, and the light spots were hidden in the life ring, and the original brass life ring now transformed into a dark golden sickle.
It was as if the power had traveled from eternity and originated from a more primitive era. At this moment, with the mountainside as the center, it swept across the entire narrow space.
The dead chosen one officially completed the ceremony. Although the story is not particularly perfect, it still represents the third section of "" and comes to a complete end.
Miss Aurora was shaking her long hair and looking at Sister Devlin gradually falling to the ground in the wind. A smile appeared on the face of the heroic witch:
"What about the Orthodox Church? The Truth Society is just a group of clowns. It seems that the winner this time is the Parliament. Sister, after the next battle is over, let's talk about the in-depth cooperation between the Spiritual Order and the Witch Parliament.
Haven’t you always wanted to see the real Parliament?”