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Chapter 2349 [Hope]

The highest person in the kingdom of heaven, 【Holy Father】, 【Holy Son】, 【Holy Spirit】, Trinity, 【He】is the supreme ruler of the kingdom of heaven.

But the self-existing and eternal being cannot be reached...it is only the self-existing and eternal being in the legend, in a narrow sense of the self-existing and eternal being.

After the personality of the 【Holy Son】 merged into her body, little Medanzuo had this level of understanding...but it didn't care much about these things.

【Holy Son】personality is the attribute of salvation. When disaster strikes and people become more desperate, the power of 【Holy Son】personality will be greater.

This is the light of hope that people look forward to in despair, and it is still salvation.

[Holy Father] is love, [Holy Son] is redemption, [Holy Spirit] is mercy...

"Maria..."

In the shattered cage of thorns, Mei Danzuo's voice gradually remembered Maria who was distracted by the appearance of the "Holy Son" and looked up blankly.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, not fear, not fear, but throbbing... She counted her [Holy Mother] person and Metatron's already decayed person, and there were only two of them, and there was no [Trinity] person There is no sublimation.

The salvation attribute of 【Holy Son】is enough to bring her back to her original form.

"Are you going to judge me..." She became calm instead.

But Mei Danzuo blinked his eyes at this moment, and said with a slight smile: "Maria, are you hungry? And Michael, are you hungry?"

Archangel and Maria looked at each other subconsciously.

They suddenly thought of a rather curious question. Is it good or bad for the kingdom of heaven if the person of the "Holy Son" is handed over to Mei Danzuo to inherit?

"I'm hungry." Mei Danzuo said quietly at this moment: "What are you fighting for? Sit down and drink tea and have some snacks."

"Meet Talon..." Archangel thought thoughtfully.

At this moment, the chaotic [Mandate of Heaven] system seemed to have been sorted out by something, and the riotous information ocean turned into a calm golden sea. At this moment, Medanzuo was slowly rising like a round of tomorrow... …rising, it is still sublimating.

"The [Holy Son] has only half of his personality, and the other half is in [John], but..." Mei Danzuo, who was sublimating, murmured, "I only give half of it because I want to let the I complete its meaning by myself, according to my own wishes..."

sublimation.

"I am Mei Danzuo, the...true Son of Heaven."

……

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Liberty City, half mountain villa area.

In the winding mountain roads and the forests on the hillside, a large number of aliens are like wild beasts. Yisha's sniping from high altitude cannot be suppressed at all, and she can only barely clean up some.

The mountain... the mountain is full of aliens.

"Azaxies, hold on..."

Since the birth of the alienation, Asassis has hardly had a moment of rest, and Isha has begun to worry about whether Asassis's body can support it.

Although she doesn't understand why the vampire power obtained in [Book of Gaia] can still be used in Liberty City, but she, who was once a high-level executive of [God Bless the Holy See], is very aware of vampires.

Azaxies, he hasn't eaten for a long time... He didn't return to the City of Liberty immediately after leaving [Divine Blessing of the Holy See], but he also experienced the world of harsh winter.

This guy is probably very hungry.

At this moment, I saw a figure jumping off the winding mountain road in an instant, rushing directly to the foot of the mountain... It was Asaxies!

"This guy, what do you want to do!" Isa hurriedly pressed the communicator next to her ear, "Kerili! Call him back! Didn't I say that the anti-counterfeiting line cannot exceed the middle road line!"

"Boss Asassis said that seeing that there are still people down the mountain, he should be able to..."

"The messy guy..." Yisha gritted her teeth and said, "His fangs can't be taken back!"

The helicopter suddenly flipped over at this time. In the cockpit, Isa almost ordered the pilot to lower the height of the helicopter by pointing a gun at the pilot!

……

A torrent soaring into the sky appeared in a gas station at the foot of the mountain. The terrible explosion almost shook the mountain, and the strong airflow hit the balance of the helicopter.

A large number of alienated people were in this explosion, and the debris was flying. Isa ignored the pilot's dissuasion and forcibly landed at the scene of the slaughterhouse-like explosion.

Flames, blood mist... suffocation, thick smoke billowing.

Azaxies is here, and he caused the explosion this time... Isa hurriedly searched for the stubborn figure in the flames.

"Azashes—!"

She had already seen him, his figure floating in the thick smoke and fire.

Pressing down the sniper rifle in her hand, Yisha quickly ran towards the figure swaying in the flames—but at this moment, there was a smaller figure running out of the swaying figure towards Isa rushing.

"Take care of this child, Isha..."

Yisha stopped suddenly, only to feel a small figure rush towards her... a child with a frightened face and tears on his face.

She subconsciously picked up the child, and only then in the firelight could she clearly see the figure not far away.

His black hair has long since turned gray, his pupils have been filled with blood, and his fangs... sharp fangs, accompanied by the trembling of his lips, seems to be culling something in the next second.

Azaxies slowly raised his wrist, and at this moment he bit hard, directly into his wrist... There were bloody bite marks on his arm.

"Assassin!"

"I... I won't go back..." Asaxies finally gave Isa a smile, "Please tell Kerili for me, just say, I'm not a good boss... goodbye."

The devil-like bat wings spread vigorously at this moment, and the blood vessels on Asassis's pale face were throbbing crazily. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he rushed to the sky in an instant, killing the alienated man A large number of gatherings, the direction of influx.

Yisha stared blankly at the figure that had gone away.

She suddenly fell to the ground.

The child in her arms hugged her tightly, fearful, afraid... fearfully but cautiously asked: "Big sister, that uncle... will he come back..."

Isa trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, showed an ugly smile, and combed the messy hair of the child in front of her slightly, "Do you know how to pray?"

"Well... I finished memorizing [Saint Quotations]..." The child hesitated and said, "But, my system cannot be opened..."

"No quotations." Yisha shook her head, "There is no need for a system, we just pray for him."

Children seem to have a hard time understanding this behavior.

In the City of Liberty, in the Kingdom of Holy Light, prayers are for saints, and all praises and dedications are given to the supreme saints... There is no need to pray for others, because there is never sorrow in the Kingdom of Holy Light .

Except this time.

"Praying for others is also a virtue..." Yisha murmured, "Why, it's not allowed..."

She slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing this, the child also imitated Isa, "Big sister, what are the words of prayer?"

Isa said softly, "May you be safe."

At this moment, a ray of holy light descended from the sky and fell directly on Yisha's body... Her heart trembled a little, and she raised her head subconsciously.

In the sky, a Seraph slowly landed.

"I am Raguel, the owner of the [Day [-]] Palace..." The seraphim said softly at this time: "Are you willing to accept my god's gift, brave man."

……

Ah... the blood seems to be boiling and burning.

Burning the body, burning the limbs, burning the eyes, burning the nose, burning the throat... burning the brain.

The alienated person is like a wild beast, and he is also like a fierce beast. Dozens, hundreds, hundreds, countless corpses of alienated people are at his feet.

Like a ruthless killing machine, he was already covered in terrible injuries.

What will I look like in the end?
I heard that when a vampire is completely lost, it will become a blood-sucking monster without any scruples, and it will no longer have reason... It seems to be like this.

As [Earl Rose], he had naturally seen more than one vampire who was completely lost because of starvation to the limit.

At this moment, Azaxies couldn't help asking himself with his weak rationality: If he knew that this time he would return to the City of Liberty, he would end up like this, would he still want to come back.

Wouldn't it be nice to be his [Earl Rose] in [God's Blessed City]?

--so tired……

It's not bad to dawdle in the world of Winter, anyway, it's a magical world, and there are evil witches, it doesn't matter if you have one more vampire.

——It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...

Saint, when he was burned at the stake, did he also suffer from such pain...

——It's already...it can't be killed.

So……

Azaxies stopped suddenly. Apart from the hundreds of corpses, even more ferocious aliens rushed towards him like huge waves—he just let his hands hang down slowly with the weakest willpower.

Let such a huge wave completely submerge yourself.

——What about the descendants of the Saint family... I want to give you the last glory, old ancestor.

"This time, I'm not ashamed..." He slowly closed his eyes.

Confused, submerged like a tide... They don't care whether they are vampires or not, they only want blood and flesh, and something about this vampire that attracts their bloodthirsty desires.

Biting, biting... Next, we have to share the food.

Something suddenly illuminated the frantic alienated body... The extreme brilliance made the shadow even deeper.

The alienated people seemed to be startled by something... They were afraid, and the moment the brilliance reached its peak, the alienated people's bodies disappeared like a breath.

disperse.

In the sky, a ball of light descended slowly. When the ball of light came, a girl with a sword came slowly... She came to Asaxies' side.

Beside the girl, there is a little guy who dances like an elf.

The girl looked down at Asaxies, only to see an indifferent smile on his face, but his chest had been dug open, revealing a bright red heart that didn't beat.

"Master [Michel]..." The girl murmured to herself at this moment, "I'm so uncomfortable..."

The girl knelt down beside Asaxiez slowly, holding Asaxiez's palm with both hands.

The heart that stopped suddenly beat.

Azaxies slowly opened his eyes, and in the light and shadow, the girl's face came into his sight, "You are...Miss Jeanne..."

"I'm sorry, I can't save you." The girl whispered: "You, do you have anything to say...Finally."

Asassis's lips moved slightly, his vision was blurred again, his heart stopped beating again, "I...it seems to be true, I saw a saint..."

"Mr. Asassis!"

His gaze was out of focus.

Falling powerlessly.

The girl sat beside him in a daze, until a black flame suddenly ignited from Asassis' body... His body was burned little by little, and finally turned into fly ash.

The flames lifted the air, and the ash was blown away on the wind.

"A saint...where is a saint..." The girl muttered to herself, her innate sense of mission made her feel as if her heart was being bitten by a big snake after seeing all this.

She heard many calls...to the saints, many prayers...to the saints, many entreaties...to the saints.

There is no such saint.

"There is no such saint..." The girl stood up slowly, "Master Michael, since there is no such saint, then... let me be this saint, even if it is just a fake."

The little elf flew in front of the girl, it turned into a beam of light, became bigger, and turned into a beam of light... In the light and shadow, it seemed to be a young man in white.

The girl stared blankly at the light and shadow.

It stretched out holding something in both hands, and its lips moved slightly, as if saying something silently... The girl subconsciously stretched out her hand.

The moment they touched, a beam of light shot up into the sky, piercing the sky, and the radiance shone on the holy mountain of the entire city of freedom... the light of hope!
……

"That is……"

Yisha just felt the fluctuation of divine power coming from her body, and she was attracted by this light of hope before she was familiar with it.

Beside her, Seraph, who claims to be the owner of the [Day [-]] Palace, watched the appearance of the beam of light thoughtfully, and muttered to himself: "A new saint is born... unexpectedly at this time ? It feels so familiar..."

"A new saint?" Yisha raised her head subconsciously.

Raguel said softly: "Saints are born from disasters...or, in disasters, new saints are most likely to be born. Who knows...no matter what it is, at least it brings the light of hope. "

"Master Raguel..."

Raguel waved his hand, "I will continue to be bestowed by God, you are my first God-given warrior, from now on, you are no longer a believer in the Kingdom of Holy Light, you are my God-given warrior, I will bestow You, the name of the first god bestower... go, salvation is never a matter of one or two people, it should be a matter of a group of hopeful people."

Yisha's expression was serious, and she said respectfully: "I will obey the oracle!"

……

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New saints are rising, and the light of hope is constantly spreading, slowly dispelling the dark clouds over the city of liberty... It has just been born everywhere, it is not strong, and it still needs more support, but everything has taken shape.

On the ground, the young man in white clothes of light and shadow who had recovered to the elf state once again collapsed powerlessly.

But there was a palm that picked it up from the ground... The little elf was surprised, and looked at the guy who lifted him up with a hint of horror.

The guy it saw over and over again—Boss Luo.

"Hello, Your Excellency [Michael]."

The elf opened his mouth, and finally shook his head dejectedly.

Boss Luo said with a slight smile: "I did some excessive things to the Archangel, and it was because of your sake that it was excessive, not very excessive."

The elf opened his mouth again, and then there was only a wry smile left.

It...it is an elf born from memories and regrets stripped from the statue of the saint in the City of Liberty where [Saint Michael] is located.

During the long wait, bearing the belief of the believers in the City of Liberty, and using himself as a container, he has been silently brewing a new [Personality].

【Hope】personality.

(End of this chapter)