under hope

Among the stars, high above, the gods of old danced around them.

The carriage travels on the road paved with stones. As time goes by, fate will eventually come.

Looking at the sleeping little priest, the man in black picked up her young hand and gently rubbed his rough skull.

"That adult will definitely like her, yes, she is so cute and pure, like a beautiful flower in bud."

The man in black stared at the little priest with his empty eye sockets, his tone full of joy.

"Sir, you are always praising her, what about me?"

The woman driving the carriage curled her lips in grievance and complained very dissatisfiedly.

"You are a servant of God, my dear Christina, you are already ours."

As he said that, the man in black stretched out his hand towards the woman, followed by the sound of chewing in front of him.

"So what is she going to do? Are you also becoming a servant of God?"

Christina licked her lips with satisfaction and continued to ask

"exactly"

"However, she now belongs to another god"

"I will take her away."

The man in black said mysteriously

"Start now?"

Christina asked

"No, wait any longer, you have to open her heart"

"Forcing herself into the dream would only cause her body to fall apart."

The man in black put the little priest's hand back to its original position and sat back in his seat.

"It's not easy to get a girl to open up to you, sir."

"You can just download that one."

Christina smiled evilly.

"Toxins can really weaken the body"

"But as I said, that lord always likes to play pranks"

"Just let her say the nasty stuff."

As he said that, the man in black lifted the collar of the little priest's clothes, which woke up the sleeping girl.

"Eh? What? Who are you? what are you up to?"

The little priest who was still in a state of ignorance twisted his limbs randomly, but he couldn't escape from the hand of the man in black.

"Be grateful to the God of Many Faces."

The man in black said his prayer and threw the little priest out.

"etc! Don't leave me, where are you?"

The carriage ignored the little priest's cry and left her far behind.

"That's it, my lord?"

Christina was very surprised

"The pilgrimage is full of hardships"

"I opened the eyes of the gods for her, and she will reach her destination by herself."

The man in black rubbed his hands, with an ominous red light shining in his eyes.

On the plain.

The little priest who was left behind sobbed and looked around.

There was nothing around him except a long road paved with stones.

"where is this place? Lord?"

The girl held the tin stick in her hand tightly and timidly stepped forward.

There was silence all around, there was no sun in the sky, and everything was gray.

"Annie...Annie..."

A faint light suddenly appeared in front of her, and a familiar voice called her name.

"Lord?"

The familiar voice gave her some courage, and she took a step towards the light.

"Annie...my..."

The voice got louder and louder, which meant that we were almost reaching the end of the light.

"Lord lord!"

She ran into the light, but was stunned by the scenery in front of her.

"Annie, my head is missing"

"Annie, help me find it."

The lord's headless body sat in the light, with blood still remaining in the cross section.

"Lord...my lord?"

She was so frightened that her voice choked up, but she still slowly approached the lord.

"My head, Annie"

"It must be nearby, the God of Many Faces punished me."

The God of Many Faces, this is the name again. The person who threw himself out also mentioned it.

"I see."

The little priest turned his head and looked around, and found that there was a thick fog all around.

"Lord, I can't see you."

She said with a tearful voice

"Good boy, take this lantern."

I don't know when a lamp appeared in the corpse's hand.

The little priest tremblingly took the lantern, and now he can finally see the road clearly.

"In what general direction is it? Lord lord."

She didn't know where to start, so she had to ask about the body again.

"Follow the blood, good boy."

She held up the lantern and shined it on the surrounding ground, and soon found intermittent blood stains.

"I'm going."

She cheered herself up, used a lantern to clear away the fog, and followed the blood trail.

"Hiss...wu..."

A strange roar came from the air, frightening the little priest.

"Wha...what?"

The little priest clenched his tin staff in fear and used a lantern to shine around.

There was the sound of a creature flapping its wings above his head - there was something hidden in the mist!

"Annie! do not be afraid!"

"A place with lights is safe."

The lord's shout made her calm down. She held the lantern tightly in her hand and continued to follow the blood trail. She saw that at the end of the blood trail, it was the lord's pale head.

She used the sharp tail of the tin staff to cut the hem of his clothes and cut the lord's head. The head is wrapped inside

"Lord lord! I found it."

She happily reported the good news.

There was no response from the surroundings, and the previous lights were gone. Only the lantern in her hand emitted a weak light source.

"Lord?" she shouted again.

There was still no response, and she could only hear her own echo fading away.

She followed the blood trail back again, only to find that this time the blood trail stopped before reaching the road.

"Eh? Lord?"

She could no longer find the headless corpse, so she had to hug the lord's head tightly and continue walking forward.

She didn't know how far she had walked, but she heard the roar of a wild beast in front of her, which made her slow down. pace

"Woo..."

The low roar seemed to spread all around, and she soon heard the sound of wild beasts running.

"Throw it out! Throw it out!"

A rush of sound sounded from the air

"Wha...what? What to throw out?"

The little priest was confused for a moment. Listening to the approaching roar, she squatted on the ground and held her head tightly with trembling hands.

"Woo——"

The beast howled and rushed over, and its sharp fangs immediately tore her throat open.

"bang——"

Funeral bells rang, and she woke up in the light, still holding the head in her arms

"oh poor child"

"You are too kind, the God of Many Faces does not like it"

"You need to throw the head out and feed it to the beast."

The headless corpse held a lantern in its hand and said in a gentle tone.

"But, Lord Lord’s head, I can’t…"

She shook her head repeatedly, wanting to return the head.

"Children, move forward and don't look back."

The lord handed her the lantern.

"This is the test of the Thousand Faced God"

"Get it done, Annie!"

She took the lantern, but still stood there and refused to leave.

"I don't want any test"

"Lord, this must be a dream."

She stretched out her hand and slapped her face repeatedly until her cheeks were numb, but she couldn't wake up.

"Come on, kid, it's coming."

The corpse without the protection of the light was already in danger. A gust of wind blew by, and a pair of dark claws took the corpse away.

"Lord lord!"

She wanted to recover the body, but she had no direction at all, so she had to walk forward again.

"Wu..."

The low roar came again, she gritted her teeth and threw the lord's head out

"run! Run!"

The rushing sound sounded again. She didn't dare to think anymore and ran forward with all her strength.

The sound of chewing beasts sounded behind her, and the rustling sound made her scalp numb.

"Woo——"

The wild beasts roared. They had already eaten the heads, and their scarlet eyes stared at the running little priest.

"Wuwuwu..."

The cold wind dried the little priest's tears, and a forest of thorns appeared in front of him.

"How to get over this?"

The little priest looked around anxiously, but there was nothing around except this thorn forest.

The lantern was about to go out.

"Fresh meat!"

The sound of flapping wings came from above her head. She hurriedly wanted to run into the thorn forest, but was forced back by the sharp thorns.

"Ah...wu..."

The sharp claws pierced her body, a large amount of blood blocked her throat, and she was eaten in the air

"Poor child, the God of Many Faces doesn't like you."

The lord's voice woke her up

"What a thousand-faced god, I hate Him!"

The little priest snatched away the lantern and walked forward quickly.

"go to hell! go to hell! Damn the gods!"

She threw the head far away, then hung the lantern on her waist, and ran as fast as she could without waiting for a sound prompt.

"Bastard, pig!"

The sound of running beasts sounded again behind her. She held the tin staff, leaned down and climbed into the thorn forest. A strange cry sounded above her head, and the sharp thorns scratched her clothes and skin, and bright red blood flowed from it. Wound overflow

"Damn the God with a Thousand Faces!"

"You dirty guy!"

Her teeth were bitten with a"clack" sound. After climbing out of the thorn bush, a ladder suddenly appeared not far away.

That must be the damn exit!

She ignored the wounds all over her body and ran towards the ladder like crazy. Go.

The hungry beasts also caught up with her, chasing after her.

"Here it is, here it is! End this damn ordeal now!"

She dropped the tin stick and climbed up the ladder without caring about anything.

The wild beasts were also climbing behind her, and some of the fast ones had bitten her shoes.

"Damn it!"

The body suddenly sank. She grabbed the ladder tightly and kicked the beast down with all her strength. Her shoes were bitten to pieces.

Finally, when she reached the top, there was a rough road in front of her. She took them off and was bitten. She put on her tattered shoes and continued to run forward.

The uneven road surface wore out the soles of her feet. She endured the pain, and a wooden door appeared in front of her.

"arrive!"

She rushed towards the wooden door crazily, but it hit hard with a"dong" sound.

"Why?"

Tears welled up instantly and mixed with the blood on my cheeks.

"The God of Many Faces doesn't like you."

The lord's voice sounded again

"Why! Why!"

"Who wants you to like me? Open the door! Open the door!"

She cried and hammered on the door.

The continuous crying and frequent hammering caused her brain to suffer from a lack of oxygen, and her vision gradually became blurry.

"Ah, you held on."

There was a sound coming from inside the door, and there was no longer the roar of wild beasts behind her.

She seemed to feel someone picking her up, taking off her tattered clothes, and putting them into the warm liquid.

"It's blood."

She thought so and closed her heavy eyelids.

When she woke up again, she was already in a bumpy carriage, and her flawless white skin was no longer traumatized.

She was wearing a black robe, with her chest Also set with a blood-red gemstone

"Good evening, dear Miss Anne"

"You are now a servant of God"

"That's right, it's that lord's priest."

The man in black with the goat's skull greeted her.

"what is that? Sheep skull? it's wired."

She laughed out loud

"I am Christina, and I will be your companion from now on." said the woman driving the carriage in front.

"and you? What are you?"

She turned her head and looked at the man in black in front of her, reaching out her hand to touch the rough skull.

"I am God's agent, dear."

The man in black grabbed her hand and gently kissed the back of her hand with what looked like a jawbone.

"Praise the great Thousand-Faced God! Please give me more advice."

She smiled and withdrew her hand and saluted the man in black in front of her.

The carriage was gradually submerged in the night, and the journey continued.