The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

The golden statue of the goddess walked out of the temple.

The temple door slowly closed behind it.

It was a golden statue about ten meters tall, carved into the image of a young woman.

The statue has a delicate head, beautiful eyebrows, a high nose and deep eyes, both of which are inlaid with huge deep red rubies.

Its long hair was carved into several braids, and in each braid was wrapped a silver olive branch with emerald leaves.

The golden skirt of the statue is also decorated with diamonds that sparkle like stars.

It walked into the sunlight, and the entire statue shone brightly and dazzlingly, as if God had come to the world.

"Wow——" A burst of exclamations broke out in the crowd.

It is not only because the holy image is so magnificent, but also because one has witnessed a "miracle" that is beyond human cognition.

Ai Wanxin narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the extremely exquisite golden statue on the steps of the temple.

Really good at creating momentum...

learned.

Pei Junlin beside him hummed in confusion. He looked at Ai Wanxin, then turned his head to look at the golden statue.

"Baby, don't you think...it looks a bit like you?"

People are not very sensitive to their own appearance. Ai Wanxin really couldn't tell how the golden statue looked like herself. She said with embarrassment: "Its face is so big..."

The golden statue turned its neck and scanned the dark crowd in the temple square with its scarlet eyes.

"Why don't you mortals kneel before God?"

Its sound was like the ringing of a mountain temple bell, carried far away by the strong wind from the top of the mountain, echoing back and forth in the Wailing Valley.

There was a moment of deathly silence in the Temple Square.

In the team in the quarantine area, a man knelt down and shouted: "Goddess, have mercy, save my child——"

"Goddess, I have lost all my family, please let them come back to me—"

“Please—”

The quarantine area was centered on the first woman who knelt down. People knelt down one after another like falling dominoes, leaving only Yin Yanhan and Tuoba Qing, standing there motionless.

Sheng Xiuming and the Golden Saint Statue couldn't help but look at the two of them.

In the Temple of Resurrection, in the golden basin carved into the shape of a lotus flower, the scene in the eyes of the golden statue is reflected on the glittering water.

Lilith leaned weakly on the edge of the basin, her slender fingertips slowly moving from Yin Yanhan's figure to Tuoba Qiong.

"Why do I feel like I'm seeing an old friend?"

From the shadows deep within the temple, a low, hoarse sound rang out, like a rattlesnake shaking its ring.

"Really?" The man in the tattered hood staggered out from the shadows, leaning on the golden scepter. "It seems that you have a deep impression of them."

Lilith's blood-red eyes had no pupils. She tilted her head and stared at the man approaching like a small animal. Her voice trembled slightly: "It's really them? What about her? Has she come to this time and space as well?"

The man walked to the golden basin, half leaned over, and a bony hand stretched out from his tattered sleeves.

His fingertips touched the water surface that reflected the scene of the temple square, and regular circular ripples spread out rhythmically: "Lilith, give me a healthy body. Until you fulfill your promise, you won't get a single word from me."

Outside the temple, the golden statue once again questioned: "Why don't you mortals kneel before the gods?"

This time the voice was filled with anger, like spring thunder rolling through the clouds. Many people outside the quarantine area were so frightened that their knees went weak and they fell to the ground.

"Because we don't believe in you." The loud and firm voice drew everyone's attention to the right side of the temple.

The tall and strong man stood up, took off the scarf that was covering his head and threw it on the ground, revealing his face that was so burnt that it was unrecognizable.

He looked straight at Sheng Xiuming: "If it really has magical power, then restore my face to its original state."

Beside him, Zhuo Lingying also took off her scarf, revealing a face covered with knife scars, and said loudly, "And mine."

When he saw Qin Tianlang's face, surprise and astonishment flashed across Sheng Xiuming's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Qin Tianlang..." He chewed on the name, "You betrayed me and fled the old city just to make yourself look like this?"

When the guards heard Qin Tianlang's name, they raised their guns and pointed them at the group of people.

Sheng Xiuming stared at the only intact eyes on Qin Tianlang's face without blinking, then raised his hand and waved, signaling the guards to put down their guns.

"The goddess's precious power is born from their devout service." Sheng Xiuming pointed at the residents of the quarantine zone who were kneeling on the ground and said coldly, "What have you contributed that you have the audacity to want the goddess to bless you."

When the people in the quarantine area heard this, they immediately became agitated.

“That’s right, what have you paid for?” someone cried, “We, we have sacrificed so much, waited for so long, and finally saw hope, and you came out to mess things up. Do you want to kill us?”

"If you don't believe it, just go away. Who wants you to believe it?"

"That is to say, who wants you to mind your own business?"

"Goddess, Goddess, please don't pay attention to him. We believe in him. We are your devout believers!"

"Please show mercy, grant us a miracle, and bring our loved ones back to life!"

People in the quarantine area started shouting and the scene became a little chaotic, but Qin Tianlang did not waver.

"If it can't repair my face today, I will never let this resurrection ceremony begin."

"I told you not to bother with it, are you crazy——"

"If you want to come back to seize power, don't choose a time like this!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Brother Lang, he destroyed his own face just to let you see that this so-called resurrected goddess is totally fake. She has no ability to resurrect at all, otherwise she wouldn't have required so many living people to be sacrificed. Don't be ungrateful!" Ma Xiaochuan couldn't help but shouted.

Ai Wanxin blinked in confusion.

Why would you want to destroy your own face in an attempt to revive the goddess?

People in the quarantine area obviously don't buy it either.

"We don't want him to interfere, so what's wrong with him having to interfere in our affairs?"

"Goddess, Goddess, please have your grace, bring my child back, please—"

"You! How can you be so ignorant! Why can't you make sense? Brother Lang took risks for you, and you still do this!" Ma Xiaochuan was angry and anxious, and his voice broke from shouting.

"We are ignorant, what does it have to do with you!" People in the quarantine area cried, "You haven't lost any relatives, what do you know? Why are you here making sarcastic remarks!"

Sheng Xiuming raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, but this time the effect was not good. He had to raise his voice to barely drown out the angry shouts in the isolation area.

"If you must try, then it's your wish."