Bulwark of Light

Chapter 1000 Seeing the light (third update!)

"I just feel contempt and disgust for what you have done."

With the words of Meng Xizhou thrown out.

On the surface of the Red Lake, countless water patterns splashed out!

This game between the holy books ushered in a reversal again——

Song Ci's page of the holy book had the upper hand.

The Great Elder slammed his knees heavily on the surface of the lake, supported the lake with his hands, and barely supported himself not to fall into the red lake, he raised his head and said with difficulty and pain: "So you want to... kill me with Song Ci? "

Meng Xizhou was silent for a moment.

She shook her head and said softly, "Is this necessary?"

The elder's eyes were a little dazed.

"I'm here just to see Lord Guangming."

Meng Xizhou looked at the old man kneeling on the lake and said calmly, "I'm not interested in killing you...so I won't do it deliberately."

"Then... why are you on his side?"

The great elder was startled.

"It's dirty where you're standing."

Meng Xizhou explained earnestly: "I hate 'disaster' and 'unlucky'... If you accidentally get a little bit of it, it will take a long time to dissolve."

The voice fell.

The Great Elder coughed up a big mouthful of blood... He couldn't faint when he saw the blood he coughed up fell on the surface of the Red Lake.

Red Lake rejected his blood.

This mass of pitch-black blood fell on the surface of the lake and was quickly evaporated.

This meant that the replaced [undead] blood in his body had almost been consumed, and the mouthful he coughed up just now belonged to his own blood.

Dirty, tainted "ominous blood".

At the same time, a large amount of light began to gather towards the Great Elder.

This lake of miracles condenses a large amount of power of light, and what the power of light hates the most is this dirty, filthy and sinister disaster!
"Do not……"

The Great Elder's expression was as miserable as white paper. He stretched out a hand, wanting to ask Meng Xizhou for help.

But Meng Xizhou stood far away.

In the philosophy of the church, from the moment she was born, the Goddess of Light shouldered the responsibility of saving the common people, but at this moment she just watched with cold eyes.

If you don't save it, you can save it.

"Help me, save me! Help... cough cough!"

Under the pressure of Song Ci's holy book, the Great Elder could no longer straighten his body. He coughed continuously, and the lake beside him was continuously transpiring with fiery bright breath. The blood of calamity triggered the rejection reaction of the Red Lake.

The two holy books have burned to the extreme at this moment.

Just when Song Ci was about to go all out and crush the past.

Meng Xizhou's voice transmission suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The dispute over the Holy Book...let's end here."

"?"

Song Ci was taken aback.

Meng Xizhou stretched out her hand, and she gently tugged at the entangled lake water storm on the zenith. Countless bright silks and satins shot out from the surface of the Red Lake, separating the two entangled strands of will. She neither helped Song Ci nor the Great Elder , but held the two pieces of dry paper that were burning to the extreme and might be wiped out at any time.

"Om-"

The Red Lake, which was originally boiling against the sky, fell into calm in an instant.

Meng Xizhou withdrew her palm, and there were two extra pages of paper in her palm.

Looking at Song Ci's puzzled eyes, Meng Xizhou said softly: "The spiritual game of the holy book is very likely to 'get on fire', and it will not benefit you if you continue to fight...Look at his current appearance."

Song Ci looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression.

The snow-white religious robe was eroded by the black mist, and the Great Elder tore his face vigorously with both hands. The ominous disaster that had been suppressed for decades broke out completely, and this time it was more serious than ever before.

There is no [undead] blood to provide activity.

He simply couldn't resist the accumulation of more and more disasters.

It is a miracle to be able to survive the battle with Pluto.

He took his life on credit.

But the cost of credit will get bigger and bigger.

Now, the Great Elder has finally ushered in the "Day of Reckoning". Dark mist oozes from the skin of his body, and the glow from the bottom of the Red Lake swarms like tadpoles, dragging him into the lake, and a large amount of divine radiance surges. It was like a piece of hot molten iron sinking into the frozen lake, and countless blazing mist rushed in.

Meng Xizhou flicked his sleeves lightly.

A ray of bright light passed by, drawing a straight long line, separating the area where the "disaster" broke out from the area where she and Song Ci's combat power was at the moment.

Seeing this scene, Song Ci couldn't stop her heart palpitations.

"Is the legendary 'ominous outbreak' so terrifying?"

If he insisted on crushing the will of the holy book, then would he also suffer from the so-called ominousness?

"The disaster of Pluto... is the dirtiest thing in the world."

Meng Xizhou said with cold eyes: "This kind of filthy thing, as long as it gets a little bit dirty, it's hard to wash off."

It turned out that it was really for my own good that I forcibly ended the holy book game just now.

Song Ci was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me."

Meng Xizhou said softly: "You are one in a million [undead], and you have cultivated to this level, even if you accidentally get some 'disaster', you will not be ill... But this thing is not dead after all. Alright, I don't want to see you be infected by shadowy evil."

There was a touch of sadness in her eyes.

The Great Elder was actually not bad to her... When she was young, Teacher Yuan Yang often took her to cross the West Sea to watch the sea and listen to the tide.

The lucky ones who are favored by the gods are always surrounded by good people.

So even though she was imprisoned in a secret prison for six years, she still couldn't hate this once "friendly" old man.

Even if she now knows that the smile of the Great Elder is false.

But maybe in the early years, his "kindness" was real?
So Meng Xizhou finally chose to be a "spectator".

She knew that the Great Elder's fate had already led to death, death by her own hands, by Song Ci's hands...it would be better to die in an ominous outbreak of disaster.

This is the ending that fate had planned for him long ago.

Song Ci quietly watched the black mist of the Red Lake being covered and submerged by the light.

The ominousness and calamity that made his heart palpitate gradually dissipated.

"After the death of the host, the ominousness and disaster will also dissipate..."

Meng Xizhou whispered: "Just like the source quality, these illusory things come from the void and will eventually return to the void."

"..."

Song Ci couldn't say such inscrutable words.

He just stared at the place where the Great Elder's soul died, and felt some regret.

He really wanted to punch the old guy in the face.

But now think about it or forget it.

This guy was covered in ominous ominously, and if he punched him, maybe the unlucky one would become himself.

So after watching it for a long time, Song Ci chose to utter two concise words to express his mood at the moment.

"Damn."

"It's really good to die here, and you don't have to go outside to harm other people."

Meng Xizhou sighed, she moved her head and asked, "I'm going to move on, are you interested in going to the Red Lake with me?"

Song Ci was taken aback.

He never expected that Meng Xizhou would invite him to the other side of the Red Lake.

"Today is the final selection of the fire trial in Guangming City."

Song Ci said earnestly: "If someone can walk to the other side of the Red Lake, then there is a chance to be favored by the 'Bright Tinder'... This is an opportunity to become the next Tinder owner, you want to invite me to go?"

Without Meng Xizhou, he couldn't advance a step.

It's all foggy here.

"I've heard Nanfeng say these things."

Meng Xizhou smiled and said, "From your current appearance, it seems that you are not interested in 'Bright Tinder'?"

"It's not just that I'm not interested..."

Song Ci originally wanted to say some words such as swearing, but considering that the goddess of light was standing next to him, he swallowed those unrefined vulgar dialects, and said helplessly: "If it is possible, I hope I have never touched [Bright Token].”

Meng Xizhou smiled lightly.

"After you became [Apostle of Light], Nanfeng often wrote to me, saying that he regretted coming to Bright City to take away the token."

She said softly: "He feels that he owes you, and he has always wanted to make up for it... Nanfeng owes you, which is equivalent to me owing you. If you want to go to the other side to see, you can go with me."

"Whether you owe or not, you are all brothers!"

Song Ci grinned: "Gu Nanfeng, that stinky brat, is such a boring gourd that he can't beat a fart with three sticks. I would like to write to you rather than tell me about such things. How can you blame him for the keepsake thing?" head?"

He paused for a moment, and said seriously: "As for the other side of the Red Lake...Ms. Meng, I won't go."

Meng Xizhou raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Originally, I wanted to go and see it, but now I don't want to."

Song Ci looked at the place where the Great Elder fell, and said frankly: "I just want to beat this old boy up. Now that he is dead, this Bright City... I can't stay here for a minute."

"That's it... whatever."

Meng Xizhou looked at Song Ci, and when he was about to travel far away, he suddenly said with emotion: "Brother Song, you are indeed as rumored, you seem to be covered in mud, but you are actually spotless."

"Is this also what Nanfeng Xin said?"

Song Ci scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly: "You should have never been to Dongzhou, and my reputation there is actually not good."

"I know, they call you 'the crow'..."

Meng Xizhou smiled.

Crows, because of their dark and dirty wings, are regarded as a symbol of ominousness and disaster.

She paused and said meaningfully: "But I also know that Mrs. Lu Nanzhi has always called you 'Yingji', and Nanfeng also often calls you 'Brother Yingji' in letters."

The holy and flawless white parrot is the opposite of the crow, which symbolizes disaster.

Song Ci was speechless for a while.

A warm current blew by, and he felt a little sore in his heart for no reason.

Song Ci quickly used a smile to cover it up: "Mother, when I go back, I must scold Nanfeng well. After all, I am also the young master of the Gu family. Why can't I hide things and write everything in the letter!"

"Billions of people in this world are chasing fire."

"But there are almost none who can really resist the temptation of fire and not deviate from their original intentions from beginning to end."

Meng Xizhou said sincerely: "Compared to the [undead] bloodline, brother Song's pure state of mind is even rarer. I say these words just to ask you not to be too anxious to hate the light. If one day the city of light can return to its original right track and return Now that Mr. Gu Changzhi looked like when he was studying, I hope you will still be willing to return to this Red Lake."

Once the token is touched, it cannot be canceled.

She knew that Song Ci had studied in God of War for six years.

If you didn't contact the bright token at the beginning.

So Song Ci at this moment...maybe have been trained by Bai Shu to be the next successor of Douzhan.

"If there is such a day, maybe I will consider it."

Song Ci pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

He stretched out a palm to touch the zenith where the stars were shining, and chuckled softly: "After all, who would hate the real light?"

Hearing this, Meng Xizhou saluted slowly.

It was Gu Nanfeng who taught her the Nagano salute.

She gently picked up the hem of the skirt, and also picked up the starlight falling from the entire Red Lake, and said, "That's very good."

Song Ci also solemnly returned the gift.

He raised his head, and there was only a thick fog in his field of vision.

Meng Xizhou has disappeared.

Song Ci didn't want to go to the other side of the Red Lake, so Meng Xizhou went on alone.

In her field of vision, the entire Red Lake was unobstructed, and the battle between Song Ci and the Great Elder was only the "middle point", not the "end point".

She is walking towards the end point that ordinary people can't reach in their lifetime.

Today, since she left the secret prison.

Then we must see the light.

(End of this chapter)