sbdcsierra Chapter 961 Destination!
Chapter 961 Destination!
Chapter 961 Destination!
"Decarost, didn't you say that this place is just a mist of mist?"
Pu'er, who was wearing a long black dress and a red hood, asked Decarost who was standing beside him.
The interlaced area between the two damaged spaces in front of me is obviously filled with black mud exuding horrible pollution. The degree of pollution is so serious that you can easily take out a bowl and bring it back. Triggered a terrible plague that destroyed a country.
Decarost pondered for a while, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Pu'er:
"Don't tell me that the last time you came here was more than 1000 years ago. For some places, 10 years, nothing will change."
De Carlos nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, it's not a change of 10 years or even 1000 years, but a change of nearly a year."
As he said that, Decarost stretched his fingers forward, and a fallen angel flew straight in. Not long after, the original tough body of the angel melted like a block of wax placed on a hot pot.
De Carlos pursed his lips: "During the time we embarked on this journey, this world is also undergoing drastic changes. A large number of gods have fallen in a short period of time, causing an 'accumulation' of influence."
"What is the direct relationship between the demise of the gods and this place?"
"If it doesn't matter, why would our new generation of God of Order send us to look for it here?
The God of Order of the previous generation had clearly become the overlord of the era, so why did he take the means of expelling the gods, and then at the end of the era, forcefully pull the gods to die in the same way? "
"This is just your guesswork. In fact, even Karen is not sure about the true role of heaven."
"He doesn't need to be sure, you, I..." De Carlos pointed around again, "We don't need to be sure, not everything needs to be attached to the answer, because we are probably part of the answer."
"I don't like the doctrine of fatalism."
"This is not fate, a great ideal, a careful plan, a vast project, the general trend driven by continuous dedication and hard work from generation to generation, is like a huge wheel, whether you want it or not, They will all be crushed.”
"De Carlos, are you praising order?"
"Don't forget, I graduated from the University of Order. In terms of the original purpose, Phileas and I are the same. We are exchange students, hostages, and bonds of mutual ideological penetration.
The same thing is that both Phileas and I have been familiar with and deeply understood order from the perspective of the enemy. It is no exaggeration to say that the two of us understand order better than Ukonga and Protaras, who were priests of order at the time. Sincerely.
Both of us know that the Cult of Order, which has grown to its current scale, is completely invincible. The purpose of the creation of this Cult was not to compete in the church circle!
The difference is that Phileas chose to continue to try, he failed, he was crazy; and I left the position and work of the Abyss God to become an explorer.
Hehe, I know you've been wary of me. "
Pu'er: "You are my idol. I still remember the excitement when I saw you for the first time after Karen woke you up. But, after getting along for such a long time, you are too undisguised. It was Karen who gave you the first time. Second life, and you are still a devout believer in the abyss."
"I don't change, I don't hide, because I know that it doesn't make any sense, and when I agree to embark on this journey again, I probably know the ending.
Oh, there is a little concealment, that is, I did not deliberately explain to him in detail the degree of danger of this journey, especially the changes that may occur here during the stage of the continuous fall of the gods.
Otherwise, he may not be willing to let you come and lead this expedition. "
The scale of the expedition group is very large, and they are elites from all aspects and departments selected from the Cult of Order. But even so, there are still a lot of people who have been lost all the way here. What's more frightening is that among the people who are still alive, Already a third of the people showed signs of contamination.
Even if they return here, it means that they have to go back to the past, and the number of people who are polluted will only double. By then, there will not be many healthy people left in the whole group.
That is to say, the orderly expedition team can still rely on faith to support it. If it were any other expedition team, internal strife would have collapsed long ago.
"You misread him. He is willing. This is a gamble that is destined to throw all chips in. He has no way out."
"Oh, yes, including you?"
"Including all his family members and himself, he has already been put on it. There are too many sacrifices. He has no room for escape and selfishness. He is also the most painful."
"Okay, then don't bother, we've come here now, it's up to you to decide, can't we get through?" DeCarloster smiled, "He's already bet, it's your turn."
Pu'er looked around at the priests who were tortured by the pollution, pain and harsh environment, and said firmly:
"Only when we see heaven, our sacrifice will be meaningful. Let's move forward."
Expedition, let's move on.
They are like a small army formation, with array mages, sorcerers, and priests defending the periphery, and personnel in the middle area will be replaced and rested. As for Ranedar, it is at the core position, with divine power radiating, blessing the overall situation.
However, not long after entering this polluted swamp, breaches began to appear one by one.
Those who were suddenly swallowed and disappeared were fine, but what was even more frightening was that some people started to go crazy and had omens of attacking their companions.
Fortunately, there is discipline in the team, and everyone now has inertia. For a partner whose pollution is about to explode, people around him will take action in time to end his life, and then move on.
In the middle of the march, Raniedale reached out and touched his bald head helplessly, and his voice sounded in the hearts of the leaders of the expedition such as Pu'er, Decarost, and Earl Recar:
"I can't take it anymore."
This muddy river, even the gods, can't last too long.
DiCarloster responded: "Don't tell them, you take away your divine power to rest and store up your energy, let them use their lives to help us support the process for a while."
Pu'er said, "It seems that you still don't fully understand the Cult of Order."
Pu'er raised her hand, and her voice passed through the spiritual chains of the spiritual masters in the regiment to the ears of every living priest:
"The god in our team no longer has the strength to protect the entire team, it needs to rest and save more power for the final sprint.
Our mission goal is ahead, and now, I need you to use your life to help us win more progress and time.
In my hometown, the Cult of Kosmos is at war with the gods, and many priests have died in the battle.
And here is our battlefield, where we died in battle.
Now, you need to sacrifice. "
Everyone was silent.
But after a brief silence, a prayer was fed back to Pu'er through the spiritual chain.
She heard a sentence:
"Praise the great God of Order."
Immediately, Pu'er sent a message alone: "Stupid dog, take off the defense and rest."
Raniedar withdrew the divine protection.
For a time, priests got lost several times more frequently than before, and there were more and more breaches, but the team did not panic. Everyone seemed to have accepted their ending, as before, while killing the lost Partners continue to be responsible for their own positions and support the entire team to move forward.
It can be said that every step forward is stepping on the corpse of his companion.
Di Carlost said with emotion: "In the past, our Abyssal God Sect also had such a temperament."
That was the most ups and downs recorded in "Singing from the Abyss" in the last era. The believers in the abyss followed their gods, suppressed the deep hell, and at the same time explored and searched for a heaven that symbolizes beauty for mankind.
Pu'er: "When the god of the abyss takes the initiative to destroy the road to heaven, it means that this temperament is over."
Decarost: "Yes, my lord has betrayed the God of Order."
Pu'er: "No, he betrayed himself."
De Carlos was speechless.
Pu'er continued: "If he hadn't turned back, then he wouldn't have fallen in the sky above Wayne, but would have been reserved a place by the God of Order to stand side by side as he treats light and eternity."
Decarust remained silent.
As the priests died one after another, the size of the team was shrinking rapidly.
The final collapse is also close at hand.
Count Recar spread his arms and began to sing the epic of the Allen family. It was a period of glorious pirate years belonging to the Allen family. I have listened to stories about growing up since I was a child.
The existing personnel could no longer support the defense, Count Recar began to burn, and the rest of the priests followed his instructions and burned together.
The phantom of a pirate ship appeared at the foot, it gathered the last strength of the sacrificers, this is the latest vehicle technique, combined with the wisdom of all the coffin residents gathered in Allen Manor at that time.
The boat moved, and sailed from the place where the flames were dense to the endless darkness.
Pu'er stood on the boat, watching the light disappearing at the stern, it might be because the distance is getting farther and farther away, of course, it might also be because it has been burnt out.
Count Recar just fell away.
Pu'er didn't even have time to say goodbye to him, but this is the normal state of explorers and pirates, because farewells are always too sudden, so everyone has long been used to leaving without saying goodbye.
Ranierda touched his ear and said, "He actually left a sentence at the end. It's a bit far away. You may not have heard it, but I did. Do you want to hear it?"
Pu'er shook his head, expressing his refusal.
Ranedahl laughed.
Because the last thing Count Recar yelled out before his body burned out was: If you can go back alive, have more children with him earlier!
Obviously, Pu'er knew what he was going to say.
"He is worth it. He has been lying in the family mausoleum for hundreds of years, and he can still move for so long after waking up."
As she spoke, Pu'er took off her hood and summoned her magic wand. She bent down, put the wand on the phantom of the ship, and said:
"Stupid dog, help me undo the symbiotic contract with Karen."
This is the pirate ship of the Allen family, and now, she wants to sacrifice to the family ship so that it can travel further.
Ranedal didn't move.
Pu'er shouted: "Stupid dog, do it!"
Ranierdare remained unmoved.
Pu'er didn't continue to shout, flames rose from her body, and she began to burn herself.
No matter how powerful the power of God is, it still can't change anything when facing a person who wants to die. What's more, Ranedar knows that if she intervenes, it will inevitably lead to more extreme reactions from her.
"Oh, why?"
Raniedre sighed, and he couldn't help but think of that day at noon, when he stood on the hillside and watched Mills sail into the vortex of the seabed in a small canoe.
He originally thought that after becoming a god, this situation could be changed, at least, a similar scene would not happen again.
But it seems... nothing different.
Raniedar reached out, touched Pu'er's body, and began to help her release the symbiotic contract in her body.
Since it can't be stopped, let's not let Karen be affected by her.
The corsair has been accelerated and can go for a while longer.
Burning Pu'er looked at Decarost: "After arriving at the other shore, establish an echo node so that our Karen can perceive the specific location of heaven."
DeCarloste nodded, and then he looked at Ranedal:
"In your opinion, in front of heaven, what kind of formation can ensure that the message is transmitted and can be sensed to the most specific coordinate node?"
Ranierda stared.
Decarost pointed to the burning Pu'er: "The symbiotic contract between her and God is the best response."
With a sweep of Kevin's palm, the flame on Pu'er's body was extinguished immediately, and the dissolution of the symbiosis contract would naturally end.
"Stupid dog!"
Kevin patted Pu'er on the back of the head lightly, and she, who had already consumed a lot of strength, fell into a coma instantly.
Raniedale looked at DeCarloster: "Why didn't you say it earlier."
"It's not too late to say it now." Di Carlos shrugged. "She just issued an order for the entire team of priests to sacrifice collectively. If she doesn't do something and die together, she will suffer and feel very uncomfortable."
"Oh, you are more considerate than me."
"It's not as good as you. Others can't see it, but I can see it. You have been retaining power, the taboo of time. You have never used it along the way. Heh, even if I don't remind you, you won't Watch her die.
You want to take her back, you don't want her to die.
Do you know what that means, if you do bring her back alive, not only will you have to face the wrath from that one, but she will also be in great pain. "
Ranierda said nothing.
"Sometimes, our so-called protection for the sake of caring and intervention for your own good may not be what the protected person wants. God, move forward."
Decarost reached out, gouged out his own eyes, and the two bloody eyeballs flew towards Raniedar, and Raniedar reached out to grab it, and in an instant, in the black mud, he saw the way forward.
Decarost, who had lost his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a long whistle. Angel phantoms appeared, acting as trackers, and began to pull the boat forward.
The price is Decarost's aging body.
"Go on, I know your story, I have also been to the lost palace of the Sea God, and there, I have seen the traces left by the Goddess Mills.
She said that she did not regret that she went to the sea that day, in exchange for the peace of the sea god and the peace of the prostitutes on the island.
You don't have to feel guilty for not being able to stop her, what you did later was right, you killed Sea God.
Now, you don't have to worry about protecting her, you should go to heaven! "
Decarost's flesh has fallen off, leaving only a bone, but his bone is still speaking:
"Even if the order awakened me, I did not convert to the order, even if my lord betrayed me, I did not escape from the abyss.
Tell Karen,
I have never really believed in him. The reason why I brought you here has nothing to do with God. It is just to help my roommate...and my dear son as a favor. "
What fell with the voice was the bones of Di Carlos, which turned into dust.
The angels who acted as trackers fell one by one; the ship also gradually dissipated.
Raniedar picked up Pu'er who was in a coma and faced him behind him, but when he looked down at the woman in his arms again, he let out a distressed sigh.
The power of time radiated from him.
He turned around again, facing forward, and continued to move forward against the swamp.
I don't know how long it took, Raniedar's divine body gradually faded, his divine soul gradually weakened, and even the divine spark had cracks.
"boom!"
The godhead was shattered, and the god position fell.
At the beginning, he practiced to become a god for his sister who walked and danced on the beach; now, he stepped down from the altar for this little sister who liked to ride on his back.
When Alfred was writing "The Light of the New Order", he couldn't write for a while, how to describe the dog in front of the master.
Because his life trajectory is a little too difficult for future generations to understand, and it is completely out of the scope of a story that a god should have.
He seems to have been very confused and incomprehensible, but it seems to be very clear and clear.
Maybe, he is such a special case.
In the end, Alfred decided to record it truthfully, because he vaguely felt that Kevin's experience should resonate greatly with some of the future readers.
"Ah!!!!!! Woah!"
Raniedale turned back into Kevin, and Pu'er, who lost its shelter, also turned back into a cat.
But this big golden retriever still carried the black cat on its back and continued to move forward.
Finally, it was tired, and its vision began to blur, but just before it was completely lost, its front paws touched something hard.
With a "plop", it fell down and fell to the bottom of the steps.
Pu'er was thrown down and rolled many times. He opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the towering giant gate above, and said doubtfully:
"Stupid dog,
Have we gone to heaven or have we reached paradise? "
(End of this chapter)