Mysteries

Feida was solemn and solemn, chanting words, the divine power in his body flowed little by little to the small pure white stone particles held high in his hands, first like a stream, then like a spring, and finally like a series of waves.

A very light halo suddenly appeared on the white stone, and the bright white mist immediately enveloped the entire Fengshen Temple.

Slightly...

Hey.

Vaguely, something cracked.

The Pope suddenly woke up from his sleep, and the strange palpitations made him sweat all over.When people get old, it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses, especially in recent years, when energy has been declining, and things that were originally handy have begun to fail. The heirs he hopes for are not qualified, and the most qualified heirs are not what he wants.

If it was before, he would not be depressed.Life is long and there is always hope.But now, the funnel of life rustled the countdown in my ears.He vaguely saw the end of the world, desolate, dark and lonely.

Even the Pope is not absolutely sure that he will be able to return to the embrace of the Goddess of Light after his death.

The palpitations became more and more intense, as if invisible hands were holding his heart, contracting five fingers, squeezing hard, the heart was squeezed so that it had nowhere to go, struggling desperately from between the fingers.

A painful low growl came out of his throat, and the lights in the corner flickered in shock.

The brain is opened in the shaking.He suddenly jumped off the bed, grabbed the coat hanging on the hanger, and walked out barefoot.

The door of the Fengshen Temple was suddenly pushed open, and the solemn statue of the goddess showed a painful expression at this time, and the silver-white holy light spread outward like ripples.At the position of the statue's belly, an extremely powerful thick black force was struggling outward.

It was too late to think why, the pope immediately strengthened the seal.

The reason why Fengshen Temple is called the most sacred place of Guangming Temple is not only because the popes of all ages have listened to divine voices here, but also because there is a demon sealed here.What is a demon, the pope does not have a very clear concept, but every pope will be told at the inauguration ceremony that it must not be released!

For hundreds of years, the seal has never had an accident, so that this warning has gradually become a formality, and the Pope did not expect that an accident would happen to him.Thinking of the censure he would face after the demon was released, the pope was in a cold sweat.

However, that power is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the seal is getting weaker and weaker. Breaking the seal is a predictable ending.

Worried and frightened to the extreme, suddenly turned into calm.The pope's mind was clearer than ever.After the devil leaves the seal, he will definitely not let go of the God of Light. At that time, the God of Light will collapse, and even if he is alive, he will become a target of public criticism and will be left in a bad reputation for thousands of years.

No.

Absolutely not!

Thinking of this, the pope's eyelids that had been drooping all year round finally lifted a little bit, but the divine power he released decreased little by little.

Compared with the culprit who caused the disaster of the God of Light, it is better to be a hero who sacrificed to protect the temple.

Just at the moment when the thick black power rushed towards him and was about to swallow him, the thick black power was blown away like smoke in the wind.A vast ray of light surged from the front, like a sky-high wave, completely engulfing him.When the Pope woke up, the temple had been restored to its original state. In front of the goddess statue, an indistinguishable but surprisingly beautiful person stopped in mid-air, with a layer of holy white light lingering on the crystal clear milky white skin.

"You are..." The Pope stared blankly at it, his head was like a rusty roller, he rolled a few times, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, "Child of Light?"

There are thousands of legends about the Goddess of Light, and the Son of Light is indispensable.It is also known as "Son of God", "Incarnation of Light", "Most Devout Goddess Follower", etc. There is even a saying that it is the clone of the Goddess of Light, and it was specially transformed when the Goddess visited the world unannounced.

No matter what, it belongs to the era of the gods that has been annihilated, and it should never appear in the present.

The pope, who escaped from death, was grateful for a moment, but was trapped by deep worries and conspiracy theories.

Is the appearance of the Son of Light a signal that the goddess is dissatisfied with the status quo of the God Council?

Or did the goddess decide that the temple could not control the demons, so she planted the foreshadowing early?

Either way, it means that God's position in the heart of the goddess is shaken.The Pope, who has long regarded himself as the spokesperson of the goddess in the world, cannot accept a higher position on his head, no matter who it is or why.

The Son of Light didn't care about his mood at all, and floated in front of him curiously, tugged at his beard, and said, "It's true. It looks like it was stained by stealing cotton."

The Pope said: "...Is there any special reason for you to appear here?"

The Son of Light said: "Help you. I observed for a while and made sure that you were really dying just now, and that's why you came out."

"..." The Pope took a deep breath, "Where did you observe just now?"

Son of Light said: "It's right in front of you." After a pause, he said pitifully, "Can't you see it?"

"..." The Pope immediately imagined the extended meaning of his words—are you blind?He gritted his teeth secretly: "Is there an oracle from the goddess?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see you." The holy light on the child of light became brighter and brighter, covering the expression on his face, only meaningful words came out from the light, "I have been asleep for so long, it is time to wake up gone."

The pure divine power made the pope unable to lift his head.Even though there are many doubts in his heart, pure divine power will not deceive people, and the other party is probably the Son of Light.According to his idea, it is best to hide the Son of Light first, find out the details, and wait until he has almost controlled it before putting it in front of everyone.

"When will you show me the temple?" Son of Light asked impatiently, "Is the star fountain in the garden still there? Show me."

The Pope immediately realized that the idea was his own wishful thinking. Without the cooperation of the Son of Light, it was just a fantasy. Up to now, he could only take one step at a time.

"Please wait a moment, I will summon other people to visit you first."

The endless golden desert.

The endless blue sky.

The sky and the earth are separated by a horizon line.The sun was just overhead, beating hard.The sand was about to melt in the sun, turning into a golden swamp, a golden vortex, devouring itself.

Neia was dizzy from the sun, and her heart, lungs, and every inch of her skin were burning with inexplicable heat.

Is this dreaming?

The self-confidence came from nowhere, he felt that he shouldn't be here, but the hot feeling was too real.

On the horizon, a figure approached step by step.

At first a hundred meters away, then fifty, thirty meters... getting closer.

The white sun shone on his face, and it became clearer and clearer.

this person……

Neia gasped and sat up abruptly.The darkness around him made him unable to help pinching his own arm to confirm whether he was dreaming or awake.

Pain is transmitted to the brain without any errors.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it hurts.

"Hehe." There was a chuckle in the darkness, it seemed to be on the left, and it seemed to be on the right.

Neia arched her body vigilantly.Before entering St. Padres Academy of Magic, he had learned swordsmanship from Diane Fernberg, one of the three Golden Rose Knights in the mainland, as a teacher. Although he was still an apprentice, when he encountered danger, the first thing he thought of was swordsmanship.

"Scared? Why? It's too dark?"

The voice in the darkness was vaguely familiar.

Neia thought about it hard, and suddenly remembered the little man in the temple.The voices of the two are slightly different, but they are very similar, both with domineering arrogance, but the little man's voice is more immature and has a nasal sound, while this one is obviously much more mature.

"Give back your light."

As soon as the voice fell, the light slowly swept over from behind and stayed in front of him.With the help of the light, Neia could clearly see the environment she was in.It was like a cellar, with dusty debris piled up in the corners.And the side in front of him, covered by darkness, was completely covered by darkness, as if immersed in ink, unable to see at all.

"Want to see me?" The other party didn't let the voice flicker from left to right this time, and it sounded right in front of him.

Neia's pupils narrowed slightly, and she saw that the darkness on that side slowly drew back, and finally froze in a shadow.It's more like a black silhouette than a shadow.It is obvious that a person is sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, but there is no bump at all, like a painting that has been painted in black.

"If you want to see clearly, you can answer my question."

Neia thought about it, "It's fine if you don't look at it."

……

Immediately, the darkness came flooding in like a tide.

Neia shrank her legs and said cautiously, "What do you want to ask?"

The other party sneered: "Do you want to see me clearly?"

Does this mean you have to look at it, or do you have to answer it?Neia was a little speechless: "It's all there."

The other party was not very satisfied with the answer, but still let him go: "The first question.

"What do you feel about the light.

"Talk to your gut."

Bright feeling?

Neia replied without hesitation: "Warm, kind."

"What about the darkness?"

Neia looked at the darkness that shrunk into a figure again, and saw that the other person's body seemed to lean forward slightly, as if listening attentively, and her heart moved.Thinking about it again, the feeling of darkness is complicated and vague, not as easy to distinguish as light.

He opened his mouth three times, but he still couldn't find the right words, until the other party urged him impatiently, and finally managed to come up with an answer.

"Awe."

After the other party heard the answer, they were silent for a while, and Neia could feel that the other party's eyes were looking at her unscrupulously.

"That's not the answer in your heart."

Neia didn't know why the other party was so sure, but she didn't refute.In fact, the emotions that erupted because of this question were too indescribable, and he hasn't thought of an appropriate word until now.He even suspected that even if he used a paper, he might not be able to understand it clearly.

"Oh, forget it."