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

The silvery moonlight sprinkled on the garden under the terrace, and two stone statues covered in royal blue velvet cloaks stood quietly.

In the distance came the ethereal and pure singing of the night lily blooming, as if the siren was singing softly in the fog to lure sailors.

"Da Da-da-da-da-da"

The sound of thick-soled combat boots hitting the marble floor broke the quiet of the moment.

Ai Wanxin turned around and looked at the tall man in a black, crisp military uniform who was standing not far in front of her. She said softly, "It's late, why don't you rest?"

Strangely, she could see the six-pointed star badge with silver thread on the man's collar, but she could not see his face.

"Why..." The man's voice was very hoarse, "Why is my name not on the list of generals going to the war?"

"Asiah..."

Ai Wanxin finally realized that she seemed to be dreaming again.

However, her consciousness was only clear for a short moment, and she immediately fell into a deep dream again.

In the dream, she smiled gently: "Because I have more important things to give you."

She turned and walked over to a carved wooden table on the terrace, on which stood an ebony box covered with dark blue velvet.

The box was decorated with sword-iris patterns carved in bright silver. These were some of the few flowers brought from ancient Earth that could continue to bloom on the new home planet.

Lying quietly on the silky velvet was a silver ring inlaid with a blood-red gem and a golden dagger.

The man was stunned and said: "Isn't this...the Holy Spirit Battle Blade?"

She gently stroked the cold blade of the golden dagger and said, "Yes, if neither of us can come back alive, you will take over as the commander-in-chief of the Galaxy Expeditionary Force."

“Asaiah!” The man’s voice changed in a hurry. “That time won’t come!”

He spoke very quickly and decisively, as if he was afraid that if he spoke a word slower, something might happen that would make him extremely miserable.

"From a scientific point of view, we are made up of countless particles in the universe. Going back to the universe, this is the objective law of the operation of all things."

"From the perspective of modern medicine, although human life span has been extended, it has not yet reached the level of immortality."

"So what I said is entirely possible."

"Of course." She stopped the man from retorting, "We all hope that it will come as late as possible, and I am no exception."

She gently took the man's broad hand and placed the ring and the Holy Spirit Blade in his palm.

"You know, if you don't think ahead, you'll have immediate worries. Buying insurance before doing something big is a very good and far-sighted habit."

She blinked slyly and said, "Don't look so stressed. If I'm not dead, you won't be able to use the Holy Spirit Blade. When the time comes, don't be reluctant to give it back to me."

Countless complex lights and shadows flashed before Ai Wan's eyes, and finally settled into an empty and dim church.

She seemed to be suspended in the air, looking down at everything that was about to happen or had already happened.

The air in the church was as quiet as if it had frozen.

In the golden basin of the Udumbara flower, the shining water surface is boiling like magma.

A man covered in blood, holding the Holy Spirit Blade in its complete form upside down, wandered in the dark and deep hall like a trapped beast.

The tip of the gun dragged across the hard marble floor, making a harsh scraping sound.

The man's heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

But he never stopped for even a step.

"Come out, you vile, filthy bug, criminal of the Commonwealth, get out of here!"

"You don't think I can do nothing to you just because you hide here, do you?"

“Ah…” A mouthful of blood gushed out of the man’s mouth, but he swallowed it with gritted teeth. “The Holy Spirit Battle Blade is in my hand now. I can destroy all this ridiculous thing!”

"Without the Nebula Well, how can you deceive the ignorant people? How can you be the so-called prophet you are!"

"Come out!" The man swung his arm, and a crescent-shaped shock wave carrying thousands of lightning struck the side wall of the church. All the stained glass windows exploded and poured down like a waterfall, shaking the entire church.

"Come out! Otherwise, the next thing to be shattered will be your Nebula Well!" the man shouted.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"You are so wrong." In the darkness, the prophet Adrian, wearing a tattered robe, walked out slowly, leaning on his golden scepter.

"First of all." He walked towards the golden basin in the shape of a lotus flower in the center of the church. "The Nebula Well does not belong to me. Although I am so pious, it has never allowed me to touch the sacred power of the ancient gods."

"Secondly." Adrian stopped in front of the Nebula Well, and stretched his dry hands like twigs above the boiling Nebula Well. "You are the sinner of the Federation, the one who killed Asayah and all the knights who went to the distant stars, the comrades who once fought side by side with you."

"Ah————" The man's howl of pain was so full of despair and blood that even Ai Wan, who was sleeping, couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"That's because you lied to me! You lied to me!" A large amount of blood mist spurted out of the man's mouth. He staggered forward two steps, but almost fell to the ground. He could only put all the weight of his body on the Holy Spirit Battle Blade.

"If blaming me can make you feel better," Adrian said lightly, "then it's up to you."

The man's body had reached its limit in the thunder strike just now. Blood flowed down his arms and filled the runes on the Holy Spirit Battle Blade.

However, Adrian ignored the object and continued to speak in a hoarse voice, "Asia's expedition to the distant stars was unsuccessful, resulting in the annihilation of the elite of the Galactic Expeditionary Force. Speaking of which, she should be ranked as the biggest sinner in the Federation's star calendar."

The runes on the Holy Spirit Battle Blade emitted a dazzling red light, and the surface of the Nebula Well was boiling and surging like boiling water.

Adrian finally seemed to notice something strange. He tilted his head slightly and listened to the unusual and ominous gurgling sound of the Nebula Well.

"You sewer maggot." The man holding the Holy Spirit Blade straightened up slightly. Without any warning, he jumped up like a nimble cheetah, stretching his shoulders and long arms to pull his strength to the limit. The Holy Spirit Blade with the force of thunder and lightning slashed at Adrian and the golden basin in front of him, "You are not worthy of saying her name!"

A scorching white light that was too blinding to look at exploded, clearing out everything within the space. Ai Wanxin suddenly sat up from the bed as if she had lost her footing.