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Chapter 19: Pope, You Don’t Want to…

The clergymen’s thoughts are very simple and pure. To them, Xue Falun is their benefactor now.

In the doctrine, whether he caused the wrath of the God-King (volcanic ash) or forced back the army of the undead, he was worthy of being called an "angel".

Even for those who have dedicated their lives to the Holy See, what Xue Lufen did was like an angel walking on earth!
Now that the angels are being eroded by the undead, they will naturally contribute their holy light to help the angels.

This was the simplest thought of people in this medieval era.

……

Looking at this scene, for some reason, the old ghost felt choked up.

Looks like it, really looks like it...

Like the brilliant person he once longed for!

Yes, this child has done the best he can. The disaster in this world has nothing to do with him, and the selfishness of this old man has nothing to do with this child. However, he still chose to abide by the agreement at that time and even exceeded the target.

He has done enough. Now, let him, a remnant of the old times, take over!
……

The undead army retreated, but did not go too far, stopping about 400 kilometers away from the imperial capital.

At this distance, under the control of the Lich King, they can strike the imperial capital in one day and one night. If it weren't for the volcanic ash that looked like black snowflakes, the undead scourge would probably be even closer to the imperial capital.

Xue Lufen had been in a coma for more than ten hours. The old ghost watched as the nuns came to take care of him one after another, and his own time was constantly decreasing.

In 40 hours, he might be dead.

Time is running out, as are we all.

This time, it was his granddaughter Alola who came. The Pope simply changed Xue Lufen's body into a cooling silk cloth, and then a ball of holy light appeared in her hand.

This is also what every priest does, using their own holy light to dispel the undead erosion in Xue Luye's body.

At least this way, the hero's physical condition can be stabilized.

"Alola..." This time, the voice of the old undead came.

"Grandpa Barak?" The Pope looked at Xue Lufen and heard another voice.

In Xue Law's dire condition, the old undead couldn't even just show a holographic-like shadow, because doing so would still consume Xue Law's limited vitality.

"Yes, let's have a serious chat... It started from five days ago when I appeared in another world..." The old undead seemed to have given in, and slowly told everyone what he had seen.

He talked about everything he saw on Blue Star, talked about Xue Lufen's family affairs, and talked about their training, their quarrels, and their battles of wits and courage.

It talked about the Ultraman story that the old ghost saw, and regarded Dagu as his most important spiritual sustenance...

The old ghost spoke very slowly, like an extremely old man telling a young child stories about his youth.

Finally, he talked about all the calculations and settings that Xue's Law had set up to drive away the undead.

He used up all his remaining strength to squeeze out the volcanic ash from the holy mountain, thus arousing the fear of the undead.

This method wasn't just a one-time thing, but rather a replicable one. Every time the Undead Army attacked the Imperial Capital, the exact same method could be used to drive them back. This might even buy the Empire some time, perhaps even a sliver of hope.

The old undead finished saying everything, and the Pope just listened silently, the holy light in her hand continuously pouring into Xue Lufen's body, which was like a bottomless abyss.

"So, Grandpa, do you still want me to go to that world?" After listening, Allura slowly asked this question.

"Yes." The old undead did not hide his intentions at all.

"Alola, promise me, go to that world. I know you want to give the last humans in the empire hope of survival, but you are my last relative... Just think of it as doing it for me, for the Barak family..."

"Alola, as long as you go to another world, grandpa will stay in the imperial capital and fight the Lich King to the death to block it from this last land." The old undead's tone was filled with pleading and threats.

"Also, just think of it as this child. He's willing to go this far for the empire and us, a place he has nothing to do with. Now, his bones have been invaded by the power of the undead. Letting you go is not only so he can take care of you, but also to give this child a final resting place!"

The old ghost understood that his granddaughter was just like himself when he was young, who would only respond to soft words and not to hard ones. If he forced her, it would definitely have the opposite effect, so he finally decided to let her go by sacrificing himself to stay.

This is not enough. They shamelessly use moral kidnapping and Xue's Law to force Alola to leave this cesspool-like world based on faith and doctrine.

If the old undead threatened and forced the Pope as he did before, Alola would definitely not agree.

But the old undead first used his own stay in the empire as a bargaining chip, and then used Xue Law's physical condition to deliver the final blow to break through her psychological defenses.

As the person who took care of Xue Lufen the most that day, Alola already knew how bad Xue Lufen's health was.

The power of the undead is spread throughout almost every organ. If it is not suppressed by holy light, it will directly begin to irreversibly transform into undead.

If he were allowed to go home like this, it would be no different from killing him. Within five years at most, Xue Lufen would be completely undead, and even cause an undead disaster in another world.

Endless guilt and gratitude tormented the Pope all the time. If the hero who sacrificed himself to save the imperial capital ended up like this, the Pope felt that he would only feel at peace if he drew his sword and committed suicide.

In fact, for the current Holy See and even the people of the entire imperial capital, Xue Lufen is like a real angel who has come to earth. The kindness of this hero from another world can never be repaid in this lifetime.

"Alola, you don't want to see the hero who saved the world die tragically under the erosion of the undead power for the rest of his life, right?"

The old undead spirit learned this sentence from somewhere, which became the final sprint to break through the Pope's psychological defenses.

She closed her eyes silently and said, "Grandpa, let's make a contract..."

"I will protect this hero from another world until the end of my life." The Pope solemnly swore an oath in front of her only parent.
Because she also knew that staying to resist the Lich King with her mediocre skills would be just waiting for death, and perhaps it would only add another female skeleton to the future undead army.

The undead Barak is the one who really has a chance to kill the Lich King, although the chance is very slim.

"But at the same time, Grandpa, you need to do your best to protect the remaining people, even if there is only one person left..."

The Pope's pupils were filled with determination.

She paid the price of becoming a deserter, but in return she gained a truly legendary strongman, and brought hope to the last people of the empire.

A hope that humans can defeat the undead plague and live under the blue sky again.

(End of this chapter)