Arad's crooked savior

On the last day of the year 992 in the Arad continent, the sun, which is not cherished in winter, still rises in the east and sets in the west. The mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water. It seems that nothing has changed.

People who suddenly noticed that the last page of the calendar on the wall had been torn off suddenly woke up, and then they all lamented the passage of time, something that could never come back.

Therefore, the last day, which is ordinary but not ordinary, is full of sacred and sublime extraordinary significance.

Delos Empire Territory—Chester Town

It is currently widely used to call this place the Delos Mine. Not only is it rich in mineral resources, but it is also less difficult to mine. Because it contains huge commercial wealth, it has gathered a considerable population.

The town of Chester, whose buildings have begun to take shape, currently has a total resident and floating population of about 200,000. All walks of life are developing rapidly, and the population is increasing rapidly.

In the center of the town of Chester, there is a cross-shaped stone tablet carved from huge lapis lazuli stone. It is called the "Comfort Tablet". Many words are carved on the stone tablet with more sophisticated techniques.

The content aims to tell people about the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the Dark Crusade, to promote the ancient achievements and heroic spirit, and to warn future generations not to let the same tragedy happen again.

However, there are many pedestrians passing by in a hurry, and there are different expressions on their faces, but no one has ever stopped to look at the commemorative monument, and most of them have just glanced past.

In fact, many people don't even know the name of the stone tablet.

Demoore still covered his true appearance with his coat and wide hood. He stood in front of the memorial monument like a lone traveler. He slightly raised his gaze and scanned the names on the monument one by one.

Milan Roschbach, Shinye, Ramiere Redmayne...Michelle!

The character represented by each name is so clear and fresh in my memory, as if I had just said hello a minute ago.

The eyes under Demol's hood were full of sarcasm and cynicism. Time is the most effective and terrifying medicine. It calms people's vigilance against the Dark Holy War.

It feels like hundreds of years have passed peacefully. Even if Ozma might come back, how could it happen in our own era by such a coincidence?

She could even clearly detect that passers-by looked at her legs much more often than at the commemorative monument.

Wearing tight high-heeled boots, her legs are slender and well-proportioned, with a lot of fat.

This is her regular posture. Once she goes all out, her legs and fat will grow sharp demonic thorns that will burst her clothes.

"Haha, Michelle, the humans you are sheltering have forgotten the lessons they learned. The seeds of the blood curse will spread faster than before."

Demoore suddenly disappeared on the spot. Some people were shocked and rubbed their eyes vigorously. Could it be that she got into the crowd?

It was clear that there was still a warm sun hanging in the sky, but many people suddenly shivered for no reason and felt chilly.

In order to pay homage to those who unfortunately died in the Dark Holy War, and to soothe the wounded hearts of the survivors, the Order of the Holy Order and the Peruvian Empire once built an underground church here, which is called the "Place of Memory" in memory. .

Inside, the edges of the rocks have been smoothed, and a variety of magnificent buildings have been built. The neatly paved brick and stone floors, the huge pillars with detailed carvings on both sides of the passage, and a crystal clear underground river surround it. It is like an exquisite building. The underground palace.

In the beginning, there were priests on duty, but as time passed, and hundreds of years later, the existence of this underground church was almost forgotten, and the atmosphere of decay and decay was everywhere.

Not only ordinary people, but also many clergymen know nothing about this place and have no impression at all.

Later, the empty place of memory was occupied by violent search groups and pretenders, and more underground space transformation and excavations were carried out. For example, Kazan's giant sword and battle ax were found nearby.

Deep in the place of memory, there is a passage that leads deeper underground. Hot air waves hit your face, mixed with a very pungent smell of sulfur, and the deepest point reaches the underground lava.

Demoore stayed at the entrance of the passage for a moment, and then ducked in. After the violent search team was "disbanded", all the facilities and tools here were owned by the Dark Order and became a stronghold.

"Demore, I don't quite understand why you didn't take action until this day?"

The speaker was a man who covered his nose and mouth with a mask. He had messy broken hair, evil dark green eyes, and his body was covered with torn flesh, bright red whip marks and traces of flames.

He was the escaped pure-blood Despero, and the punishments imposed by the Inquisition still had a considerable negative impact on him.

If Demoore hadn't saved him, he might have been burned alive in the prison.

It has been more than a week since the plan to seize the Revenge Fortress failed. Kazan's body was burned. The Dark Order has not taken any action during this period. It is as if they suddenly disappeared in the Arad continent.

Not only the Holy Orders were puzzled by this, but many fierce blood cadres also couldn't understand it.

Since we are about to welcome the arrival of great chaos, how can we be so restrained? Of course, many pretenders have been killed, and they can just recreate them at will.

For example, the Chester area overhead has more than 100,000 fresh "raw materials".

"Despero, you were once a human being. What do you think about the custom of celebrating the New Year?" Demol asked calmly.

"Ah……"

Despero sarcastically scratched his messy and slightly dirty hair, as if trying to get a few fleas or lice out of it, which was a habit he had when he was a child.

His previous situation was the same as Kelinjie's, even more miserable. Not only did he have no family, but no one to adopt him. His clothes were thin and tattered, and he made a living by picking up garbage and scraps of food all day long.

Occasionally, you can come across some stale meat discarded by wealthy people, which is a rare delicacy.

New Year?

Haha, maybe others will celebrate it as a grand holiday ceremony.

But for Despero, the concept of New Year is just to pick up more food. No one will give alms to a dirty street child.

That's all!

"Look, humble and insignificant human beings have painted their limited lives with exquisite details, intending to give their lives a more special meaning. It is obvious that every new year is a step towards aging and death, but instead they are joyful and excited. It’s really hard to understand that the whole world is celebrating together.” Demoore looked around the place that was originally the Dark Temple, and basically all the members who were supposed to come were here.

The Vatican Tower of the Fierce Blood is like a shadow that blends deeply into the darkness. The naked eye cannot distinguish between him and the shadow. His movements are erratic, and the strange figures that occasionally appear are like the ashes after the flames have burned out.

Vanta's family members were successively burned and executed by the Heresy Trial. Full of endless grief and anger, he voluntarily accepted the blood curse, burned the fierce blood in his body, and transformed into a new and terrifying existence.

Some guys have snow-white heads with only a mouth intertwined with fangs, and their limbs are twisted and mutated like elastic rubber. They usually seem to be weak and drooping on the ground, but they can easily stretch and spread, piercing through tough metal armor.

There are also people who wear crow masks and are taciturn, while others hold batons and play mysterious substantive notes. There is also a guy whose body swells like a giant demon. His hair is pale and his appearance is very ugly, but he still chants his own salvation scriptures and seeks Elysium.

Demoldo glanced at Qingye. Although this guy was not a pure-blooded person as designated by the latest revelation, his state changes were quite astonishing and he had great potential.

Qingye seemed calm, but inside she was angry and aggrieved.

He was chased by green goblins for a day and finally escaped. He ran into an ice tiger looking for food and was almost disemboweled by sharp claws. By luck along the way, he was almost accidentally trampled to death by a snow mandrill.

During the three days, he didn't know how many times he walked at the gate of hell before the effects of the medicine wore off, and he finally looked like this.

Qingye didn't know whether it was Kelinjie's secret method or a side effect of forcefully drinking pure blood, but she was very annoyed.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind killing the ghost-like Kelinjie.

"Ke Linjie" crossed her arms in front of her body and glanced at the many cadres of the Dark Order with a normal glance. As long as she kills them now, none of the guys present will survive!

But she didn't do this. She was not the god believed by the residents of Arad continent, but an apostle that everyone feared and hated. There was no need to be a great savior.

And when it comes to Stamen’s future choices, after thinking about it, it’s even more unnecessary.

As for Qingye, who was obviously hostile to him, he was just a clown. Find an opportunity to give him another frog-turning potion, and then deliver it to the restaurant.

Demol turned around to leave, but couldn't help but chuckle, "It's time to kick off the return of Chaos on this night that has been given a beautiful meaning by humans."