[Slow Wear] Assassin System

Yao Changye

St. Amber Frontier.

The fall of the sun disc has been happening in the past few days, and this is a fact that everyone can see with the naked eye.

Fenrir climbed up the steep stairs step by step. He didn't bring any light source. Small animals living in the shadows fled around his feet. Cobwebs hung densely at every corner, and thick dust piled up in the dirt. Xixi slate.

In the gloom, he climbed the last step of the stairs and pushed open the ancient door.

The cold night wind came from outside the door, brushing the ends of his hair.

Fenrir stepped out of the gate and stepped onto the high walls of St. Amber.

The patrolling soldiers had already dared not come here, because no one knew whether there were any walking corpses in this place. Although the city wall could block the walking corpses from outside to inside, it could not resist the ubiquitous black plague.

Many knights who had been stationed here have left for various reasons, perhaps dying of infection, or fleeing cowardly.

Fenrir walked along the wall stack, the cold wind from the northwest brought the smell of walking corpses and death.

He looked up and could vaguely see the dim sun of St. Amber, like an old man in his twilight years, waiting to take his last breath.

Fenrir didn't stop, he continued walking until he reached the top of St. Amber's gate.

It is richly adorned with sun disks and idols, but they are all covered in darkness now.

This is where they say their goodbyes.

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The holy city of light, the capital of the king.

Saint Lord in the church.

The monks and bishops who came to petition filled every corner of the prayer room.

They don't understand why the royal family would blatantly announce things that are completely different from the teachings, and it is even more difficult to understand why the "demons" that have been expelled for hundreds of years are no longer "demons".

The devout people worried that the gods would punish them for this, and they waited for the royal family's explanation, and the young monarch, the king who was predicted to "bring light" to come forward.

However, only a few knights of the Knights of Light came forward to maintain order, and their faces were full of confusion. No one bleeding from the king's blood came forward to explain. Gradually, panic and uneasy whispers replaced a waiting scene Dead silence.

And all this turned into a commotion the moment the ministers entered the prayer room.

In this country where politics and religion are united, all ministers have their own positions in the church. They may be bishops or monks. They are responsible for all aspects of the empire's affairs, and they rarely appear together in ordinary days.

And now, the days of the great pilgrimage are over, but the ministers and bishops are gathered together.

Standing in the position is the king's right and left hand, the current head of the Knights of Light, Sullivan of the "Raven" Colin family.Standing under the statue, he repeated over and over again: "Your Majesty prohibits audiences, please wait a moment."

Every noble present asked this question, so they got the same answer.

The restrained turmoil gradually turned into an uncontrollable din. Everyone wanted to know the truth. In this prayer room, almost all the elderly monks had participated in dealing with the "devil", and everyone, regardless of age, they all witnessed Witnessed burning.

The message announced by the royal family not only canonized the dark survivors as saints, but also made everyone into sinners, and the only ones who were truly pure and innocent were babies.

The atmosphere in the prayer room was tense and anxious, but it was the last bishop who arrived who actually lit the fuse.

He is a member of the Bolun family, and he absolutely supports the queen mother and the king, and this time he also stood in the middle of the ministers.

"Knight Sullivan-Colin, please report to His Majesty, Archbishop Boren to see you." The old man came from the crowd and stood in front of Sullivan, "I sincerely beg you."

Sullivan forced a wry smile on his expressionless face, and he bowed slightly: "Lord Boren... His Majesty prohibits audience, please wait a moment."

"I don't understand what there is to wait for." The old man hugged the book in his hand, "Knight, look at the streets of the royal capital. The bewildered people stopped everyone they could see to ask, and the frightened monks were reading books. All the books I can borrow—I need to see His Majesty! I want to know what's going on!"

"My lord..." Sullivan hugged his helmet, "I'm really sorry... Your Majesty gave me a death order."

The old man let out a long sigh: "I understand, your duty is to guard this place... What if I want to enter the Holy Pavilion? Your Majesty is right there?"

Bolun's family is of course a firm royalist party, but this unreasonable Wang Ling is too strange, and the repercussions it caused are even worse. The moment the old man heard the Wang Ling, he almost thought that the king had been replaced by someone else.

"If I must enter!" The old man's attitude was very firm, "Knight, do you want to execute the order and kill me?"

Sullivan stood firmly on the spot, clenched his fists tightly: "Please don't do this, my lord."

The old man shouted: "Can you stop me!"

If Sullivan really dared to make a move, it would be the beginning of violence. The monks and ministers in the entire prayer room would not be polite to him, and the few knights present could not stabilize the situation at all.

The atmosphere had froze to the extreme, and Sullivan could even hear his own rapid heartbeat.

And at this moment, a voice that was beyond everyone's expectations sounded.

"I can!"

People turned around in surprise, and saw several beauties in palace costumes slowly approaching the door of the prayer room, and the one standing at the forefront of the maids was their queen mother.

She was dressed in a splendid dress, gorgeous and compelling, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and her beautiful face was tightly bound.

"Please stand down!" The Queen Mother strode up to the statue. Perhaps this was the first time she had behaved so well after marrying into the royal family. Her menacing appearance even made the monks subconsciously make way for her.

The Queen Mother stepped up the steps step by step, and stood directly at the highest point: "I will say it again! Please step down!"

The maids swarmed around her, and Archbishop Bolen looked at the strange daughter in shock: "His Royal Highness?!"

"Father, you are the same!" The Queen Mother raised her chin and looked at him proudly, "Please step back! Wait patiently for His Majesty's arrival!"

At this moment, she looked very much like the late king, and also a little bit like the young new king.

"Your Highness, you can't do this." Archbishop Bolen frowned slightly, trying to explain to his little daughter, "This is a very serious matter. Your Majesty made a wrong decision. We must see him!"

The ministers knew the Queen Mother's true character, and they were ready to move, just waiting for Archbishop Bolen to convince his daughter.

"Is that so?" The Queen Mother smiled lightly, and then she pulled out a dagger from her spacious skirt and placed it across her neck, "It doesn't matter whether your majesty's order is right or wrong! The reason for the rules!"

"If you want to see His Majesty, then step over my dead body."

Shouts of exclamation resounded in the prayer room. The ministers never thought that the Queen Mother would make such a move. Her maids surrounded her tightly, each holding impractical short swords in their hands. They did not want to Give anyone a chance to get close.

Sullivan raised his shield and stood silently in front of these ladies.

The Queen Mother stood on the highest step in front of the statue, looking down at the big shots present.

The wide and gorgeous sleeves cover the trembling hands, the raised face stops the tears that are about to fall, and the layers of skirts hide her, like armor for a warrior.

It is a very stupid thing to threaten this group of ministers with her own life, but the queen mother can't think of a better way, she wants to delay the time, the longer the better.

I can't retreat... The queen mother thought, my two children are behind me, this time let me, a mother who has never been qualified, protect them.

God of light bless us.

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Sun Wheel Cloud Pool.

The golden water lotus is jumping and blooming, it is so beautiful and dazzling, like a sun wheel, people can't move their eyes away.

According to the planting manual in memory, Miao Xuan took off his robe and slowly walked into the pool. The pool was not deep, it only covered his waist, but the golden liquid in the pool was very warm, standing in it was like Basking in the warm sunshine.

The water lotus bloomed and swayed continuously, and the rippling water flowers jumped and splashed, intertwined together like petals blooming in midsummer, they wrapped around Miao Xuan, as if they were cheering.

Balder looked at the scene in front of him in shock, it was so beautiful and solemn, the black-haired man's tall and straight back was covered by a gentle and quiet lake, and the pure gold liquid flowers wound upwards from his waist. , Burning magnificent patterns on the plain white back.

His younger brother was used to living in the dark, and his skin all over his body was sickly pale, but at this moment, under the reflection of the cloud pond, it was astonishingly gorgeous, black, white and gold intertwined, making people dazzled.

The golden lines on Miao Xuan's forehead became hot at this moment, and he could feel something gentle climbing up his body from his fingertips and waist, pouring into his spiritual sea.

It was countless golden trickles, rushing together to the small light ball that gave birth to the seedling, the light ball grew little by little, and finally reflected his huge spiritual sea into a magnificent golden color!

On the golden sea tide, the system stood blankly in front of the purple mist, and the majestic prayers and blessings were so beautiful and pure, shocking him who had never understood human emotions.

【Brother Miao...】 He asked softly, 【What is this?Is this the hope of mankind?How can it be so beautiful? 】

Miao Xuan didn't have time to answer him, all his mind was on that small light ball, and gradually, countless new branches and leaves curled up together, twisting and blooming into a flower floating in the ocean of consciousness.

That is the replica of the water lotus in the sun wheel cloud pool.

The blooming flowers gradually turned into golden smoke and disappeared, and the flowers fell to fruit. The once small light ball was no longer a seed, it gradually separated from the petals, and jumped out of Miao Xuan's forehead!

Miao Xuan could perceive its connection with him, so he stretched out his hand and held up the future sun.

All the gold in the pool has disappeared, leaving only pure and clear water. The power of prayer has all poured into the future sun wheel, and now it is Miao Xuan's turn.

He raised the sun wheel, and then let his spiritual power pour in.

After experiencing so many worlds of training, the spiritual power of Miao Xuan's body is no longer the same as the original self. It is thick and condensed, and it surrounds the sun wheel invisibly, continuously supporting and lifting it.

The limit of modeling has been reached, the familiar pain began to spread down from the mind, and Miao Xuan rushed to feel the warmth and sweetness rushing up from his throat.

"Stop! What are you doing!!" Balder was startled and terrified, "Didn't you promise me that lifting the sun wheel won't hurt yourself!?"

He got up from the white stone bricks and ran over like crazy. At this moment, even the magnificent sun disk could not attract his attention. He just wanted to pick his younger brother out of the pool.

Miao Xuan knew that he was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, but his body was about to collapse, and the speed of collapse would be very fast, so he had to devote as much mental energy as possible.

There seemed to be some voices in his ears, but Miao Xuan didn't have the energy to think and listen, he didn't even think about it: everything!Hand in control!

The system recovered from the daze, subconsciously obeyed the order, and he replied loudly: [Yes! 】

The invisible little Taoxin was thrown out by the system, and landed on the young king under the steps accurately. An invisible force controlled him, and he stood there unable to move.

So Baldr could only watch helplessly as the black-haired man bled from all seven orifices, and the blood poured down, only the golden lines were more vivid.

——When he was finally able to move, that body also fell down.

Thick blood stained the clear holy pool red and flowed down the pure white steps.

Balder rushed forward, and when he hugged the man, he found that his eyes were slightly closed, as if he had lost all energy, and was replaced by an extremely bright, even scorching huge sun disc.

The sun disc rises slowly, and there are invisible forces supporting, defending, and controlling it. It is so dazzling that it almost turns everything in the sun disc cloud pool into gold.

The person in his arms opened his eyes, and there was the last ray of light in the pure black pupils. He smiled and said, "Brother, farewell."

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The sun disk is rising.

The new sun ignores all buildings, it breaks through all obstacles, and rises slowly but surely.

Bright light swayed from the white staircase, and then shone into the prayer room.

The queen mother turned her back to the gate, and suddenly, a golden light rose from behind her, dazzlingly illuminating the huge space.

Everyone stared at the sun rising from below in shock. At this moment, whether it was the monk who was puzzled and frightened, the bishop who was angry and helpless, the minister who hated and irascible, the knight who was stunned and numb, the maid who was panic-stricken...all Everyone was enveloped by this light, and everything became a magnificent golden color.

They all lost the ability to speak, and weapons fell from people's hands one after another. I don't know who was the first to shout "Sun Wheel", and the devout believers knelt down one after another, and great joy hit their minds.

That's the new sun wheel!

Even those who have never ascended the holy pavilion can recognize it, all it takes is a glance.

Who can fail to recognize the sun disk?

The queen mother turned around in shock, looking at the rising sun, the bright light shone on her body, but she didn't feel very warm.

A strange feeling came to her heart, she felt like something was pressing on her chest, making herself unable to breathe.

So the Queen Mother pushed aside the maid beside her, pushed open the door behind her under the slowly rising sun, and staggered up the pure white stairs with her long skirt.

She didn't know how many times she tripped over the long skirt along the way, and she went around one corner after another until she reached the last gate.

The door opened, revealing the holy world behind it.

A strong fishy smell wafted over, and the pure white bricks and stones were splashed with bright red blood, with golden lines interlaced with scarlet.

"Ah... ah..." The Queen Mother involuntarily raised her hands and hugged her head. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could only utter a hoarse voice, "Ah——!!!"

The once clear and holy sun wheel cloud pool has been stained red with blood, and the white robe on the eldest son has also turned scarlet. He is standing in the blood pool with his brother in his arms.

He hung his head like a statue, and even his mother's wailing couldn't bring him back to his senses.

"My child—" The Queen Mother's strength was completely taken away at this moment. She was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move. She could only cry in a broken voice, "My child!"

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A new sun disk rises, it rises higher and higher, high, hanging in the sky.

It is so bright and warm, the scorching light expands from the beginning of the capital little by little, illuminating the dim world until the outermost edge of the city.

But this unprecedented sun disc is not all-encompassing, and its benevolent rays are prevented from bestowing on the third ring area.

On Saint Lumir's map, the ever-shrinking light shrouded all the areas again, only a dark ring silently separated the central area from the fourth and fifth rings.

This is Miao Xuan's isolation zone.

Walking corpses and black plagues will still survive in the dark area, and the residents and troops of the Land of Glory will not be able to approach the outer ring, while the dark Ziming wandering in the outer ring will have their sun disc and their light.

Under the same radiance, the people of darkness will reproduce from generation to generation, embracing descendants of all bloodlines; while the people of the land of glory will long for the outside world, longing for a new sun wheel.

Hundreds of years later, the dark isolation zone will disappear completely, and at this time, the hatred has been obliterated by time, and the blood of the outer ring and the inner ring will reunite.

At this moment, no matter where they are, everyone raises their heads and looks up at the newborn sun.

In the border town of San Sulca, the dilapidated tavern was about to be sold, and the plump proprietress was holding her young daughter. Under the light that she hadn't seen for several years, she was both dazed and ecstatic.

Her daughter was laughing: "Mom, what's that?"

So she cried and answered, "A new sun disk."

A new light shone on her, illuminating the purse in her hand, which was embroidered with the wolf's head in gold thread.

In the church in the capital, the young reserve knights raised their heads one after another. They opened their mouths wide, like a flock of chicks waiting to be fed.

"New solar disk!" Their instructor knelt on the ground, weeping, and praised the light loudly.

The companion next to Annie grabbed the hem of her clothes: "It's so bright..."

On the barren fields of Saint Sea, the thin girl stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar light, which illuminated the broken ancient city, as if awakening a sleeping soul.

Countless ugly walking corpses stopped beside the girl. They were crooked and broken, and gradually stiffened under the warm sunlight, as if they were being burned by an invisible flame, they shattered little by little, and finally turned into dust that drifted with the wind.

Literally cremated with a great funeral.

The girl's tears rolled down, she didn't know how long she looked at the sun wheel, until her legs lost strength and she fell down in the dust.

The magnificent light jumped on her smooth black hair, gentle and beautiful.

……

Light is bred in darkness, and hope is born in desperation.

Whether it’s the nuns singing carols in the church, the heroic sacrifices in the wilderness, the displaced dark people, the glorious bloodlines hiding in the tunnel, or the noble officials under the statue of the Holy City, the poor people in the border town who barely survived...

The sun shines on them equally, no one gets more, and no one gets less.

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St. Amber's sun disc goes out.

Everyone ran out of the city like crazy, because there was light there.

On the high wall, the light is like a clear boundary line, cutting out light and darkness.

On the bright side, all the walking corpses are wiped out, while the dark side is gloomy and gloomy, and the dead walk through.

The bright light illuminates all the corners, and there is nowhere to hide in the ugliest places. Mountains of corpses are piled up in the corners. They are residents eager to flee to the inner city, criminals who have been executed and discarded, and people who have nowhere to go. of the dead.

Fenrir looked down at the city wall.

These countless bones are the tomb where he will be buried.

... So this world is like this, it is so beautiful and ugly, mountains and rivers, shallow grass and lush forests, everything is hidden in darkness.

And he couldn't see clearly until this day.

The brilliance danced on the sun wheel on the city gate, and both the god statue and the sun wheel had long since changed beyond recognition. They were no longer exquisite and beautiful signs of triumph, but dilapidated and blurred shadows of old dreams.

It seems that in the distant memory, they bid farewell here.

Fenrir stroked the pure black dagger in his hand, it was already stained with his body temperature, it was dark, just like the eyes of that person.

——No, why are his eyes dark?That is clearly as brilliant as the sun disc.

The cold wind from the northwest howled, blowing away Fenrir's black hair.

He raised his dagger and looked up at the proud sun in the sky.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to see you off." He smiled softly, "May you be invincible and come home triumphant."

The hot and bright red blood stained his vision, and the wind was blowing again, and the sharp pain was followed by eternal tranquility.

Among the countless nameless bones, there is another companion. They used to be souls wandering in the darkness, but they will sleep in the warm light forever.

In this world, there is no longer a long night.