Lost Narrative Poetry

Breathing is getting harder and harder...

Waves of blackness appeared before my eyes...

His hands and feet that were nailed through were so painful that he couldn't speak, and his consciousness almost collapsed under some kind of impact...

Blood also kept flowing down, dripping directly from the cross and staining the entire land near St. George's Cathedral red. Maybe most people can't imagine why there is so much blood in a normal human body, but this is not the time to pay attention to science.

"Speaking of which, it really hurts..."

Xia Ran's face was pale, he lowered his head and murmured to himself. His current situation was not optimistic——

His hands were nailed through from the wrists, and his feet were nailed firmly. His whole body was nailed to the huge sacred cross. He couldn't move a finger. The blood couldn't help flowing down. Under the huge sacred cross, There was a constant dripping from the cross.

Moreover, the blood-colored halo on the cross that seemed to be a light structure was mixed with each other.

You can't even tell which blood is his and which is the light and shadow effects of this technique...

Because in the mysterious realm, symbolic meaning is always greater than anything else, so the meaning of "piercing the body with metal" is used to relate it to the "nails" used to fix the Son of God when he was crucified on the cross. So Xia Ran, who was suffering, found that he was really approaching death.

Crosses, nails, and instruments of execution for the Son of God. The techniques performed based on these concepts and meanings also had the effect of judging him.

The void is born, and the ideal is immortal... He has obviously reached such an unreasonable level in terms of survivability, but now it has no effect at all. He seems to be an ordinary human being after suffering such a fatal injury. After that, he quickly walked towards death.

After a layer of related abilities have been superimposed to this level——

Including a series of enhancements such as "Third Magical Soul Materialization", "Fruit of Life S2 Mechanism", etc., it has also derived its own pure energy body, elemental body, and quantum state immortality that repeatedly jumps in parallel worlds. His body even has the Golden Dayan Technique, which can change reality at will.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength and all his reliance.

The vitality that should have emerged infinitely disappeared without a trace.

The state of being able to shuttle between possibilities at any time like Schrödinger's cat seems to be imprisoned from the source.

Just like his hands and feet that have been nailed through, the power is firmly trapped in the body, as if it has completely disappeared, and cannot be mobilized at all; and like his injuries that will not heal automatically after being nailed through, even the spontaneous No response.

Moreover, the severe pain seemed to penetrate from the body to the soul. As the blood continued to drain, the magician also felt that his mind was gradually weakening.

Not long ago, the almighty thoughts that had reached an unimaginable level, as if they could penetrate the most ultimate mysteries of the universe, were so difficult to operate at this moment, like an old machine that had become rusty with age. , it became abnormally stagnant during rotation.

This is also a matter of course.

Just from the large amount of blood he shed, which continued to drip down without causing any damage or erosion to the real world, it can be seen that the "Good Friday" judgment spell is to limit his great and terrifying power. the power of--

Otherwise, the escaping blood energy can instantly extinguish the vitality of all living creatures in the entire UK, not just humans, but also flowers, birds, insects, fish, and even bacteria and microorganisms;

Another example is that dripping blood can directly bring the entire planet back to the age of the gods, a world where the source is overflowing, the magic is strong, and the mysterious darkness is enough to fill the surrounding universe, making it impossible for modern people to survive;

For another example, there may not be such fancy light pollution and various special effects at all. The density of a drop of blood can be compared to that of a celestial body. The moment it drops, it will be a catastrophe that destroys the entire solar system...

At this time, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

I don’t know how many pairs of eyes were staring in this direction, staring at the light and shadow of this huge blood-stained holy cross.

Everyone was inevitably a little uneasy, and even felt unbelievable at the sudden calm. They subconsciously felt that none of this was real - after all, the movement not long ago was too great.

Whether it's the Tower of God's Gate that stands tall on the earth, or the ancient snake with seven heads and ten horns that only appears in the oldest mythological records, they are all broadcast live around the world simultaneously. There is no light, making people wonder if the end is coming?

Especially for the general public who do not know the inside story, it is a ruthless piercing and crushing of their worldview!

To be able to accept the concept of Academy City in this world, and to accept the development of scientific and reasonable superpowers through science and technology, is already the most compromise of their simple materialistic worldview. However, after decades of subtle influence, the Chairman Aleister's unremitting efforts finally led to this result.

Like now, there is no foreshadowing at all, and the ancient myths and legends are directly stuck on their faces. It is really not friendly to the heart.

There are many devout believers with tears in their eyes at this moment, loudly praising hymns to praise the Lord, kneeling down and kissing the ground. They were so uncomfortable, angry and hysterical before, but now they are so fanatical, as if they are celebrating the New Year, just... I was not so impulsive that I burned myself on the spot and dedicated myself to the Lord.

When they saw the enemy of God gaining the upper hand, their eyes were filled with tears. They were either cursing desperately or praying sadly, hoping that God would show his divine power as soon as possible and defeat the devil's arrogance. They could not bear such a situation. blow.

Now I finally got what I wanted... After all, the rain has passed, the darkness has ended, the morning star is coming, and the brilliance of the huge cross is like the sun that never sets and its brilliance shines forever.

Although honestly speaking, in this era, there are only a very small number of people who can still hold devout beliefs. Even though the Roman Orthodox Church claims to have two billion believers, guess what, there are 20 pan-believers among them. 100 million or 2 billion?

The vast majority of people are extremely realistic, and their beliefs have long been eroded by various realistic factors. As believers of the Cross, it is more of a tradition and habit. How pious and loyal they are I'm afraid they themselves don't believe it.

But no matter what, no matter how much you say, it will never be as convincing as the huge impact brought by the facts——

So at this moment, it is true that billions of believers suddenly discovered that they had always had the lofty ideal of serving the country and the people in their hearts... Ah, no, there was always a pure and innocent heart, like a childish piety. Faith.

Coincidentally, at this moment, countless Christian believers were singing in unison, and countless high-pitched hymns were heard all over the world.

The target is...

Xia Ran being nailed to the cross.

This is a matter of course. After all, people don't know what happened. Billions of believers are all mortals. Mortals' eyesight is limited after all. It is absolutely impossible to overlook the overall situation and understand the whole situation. So until now, they actually don't know what happened.

We only see God’s creation, but not the completion; we only see God’s grace and love, but not God’s glory and final victory; we only see God’s beginning plan and its long-term progress, but the goal is not achieved.

So that's it, they don't know why this mythical battle started and why it ended. From their perspective, the arrogant ancient snake suddenly disappeared, and all this only happened after the blood-stained cross arrived.

As for more specific details…

Sorry, they can't see it at all, so naturally they don't know anything.

Therefore, people naturally had some wonderful associations, thinking that this was the coming of the Messiah, coming back to be king, and finally winning, and the ancient snake was finally defeated... So they burst into tears and sincerely moved towards the bloody cross. Give a salute, or even put your hands together and worship.

Under their gaze, the bloody cross suspended above the earth, larger than the country's landmass, was shrinking little by little.

It seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. After a while, it had shrunk in a large circle, and they could even vaguely see the outline of a "person" crucified on it. Their belief suddenly became more fanatical, and they immediately believed that it was the Son of God. It is the most classic religious image of Christianity.

For a time, the ethereal and vast voice of prayer resounded from all over the world, spanning mountains and seas, across the starry sky and the earth, like invisible stars gathering together.

"All my bones decay and collapse, my heart turns to wax stone, and my body dissolves in it..."

Xia Ran's lips were already white, but Xia Ran, who was nailed to the cross, showed a relieved smile with difficulty, her lips moved, and she whispered such sentences.

Calvary’s Word Spirit.

But nothing happened, and he didn't stop. He was still reciting slowly and hard in a low voice, word by word, enunciating the words clearly, but he was breathing more and less in.

When the cross shrank to a size of more than ten meters and was suspended steadily above the solemn St. George's Cathedral, the magician nailed to it had already lowered his head, without a trace of breath or heat... …

he died.

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"..."

Surrounding the Saint George's Cathedral are 3,333 monks who have gathered together. They have the most devout faith and the strongest will. They have been since the day the New Testament came down. It's all prepared here.

Through the principles of the "Gregor Chorus", it was finally possible to complete the "Good Friday" judgment spell at the last moment when the Holy War broke out.

The crowd was silent, looking at the glorious cross above the cathedral and the "man" crucified on it with complicated eyes.

No one spoke, and after a long while, the chief priest finally asked the supreme bishop who led them to turn the tide at the critical moment: "Archbishop, what should we do now? Put down this devil's body?"

He has fair skin, blue eyes, and long blond hair that is almost two and a half times his height, folded in half and fixed behind his head with a silver hairpin. He looks about eighteen years old and wears beige monastic clothes. The girl calmly shook her head.

"The trial is not over yet."

"Archbishop?" The chief priest was slightly startled, as if he was a little confused as to why the supreme bishop said that.

““But you who once were far away from God have been brought near in the Son of God and by his blood. For he is our peace, who has made the two into one, and has broken down the dividing wall, and by himself His body destroys all enmity, the statutes written in the law...""

Laura still spoke very calmly:

""In order that the two may be made into one new man through himself, and thus make peace. Having put an end to enmity on the cross, through this cross the two may be united into one body and reconciled to God."

She looked around and raised her voice: "The Son of God was crucified on the cross, and man's sins were forgiven through the blood of the Son of God... The prophecies of Revelation have already begun before, and we must make him like the Son of God. He was crucified on the cross, and through his blood he could forgive the sins of men.”

The expressions of the people around him changed slightly.

As true mystical religious people, of course they immediately understood what the supreme bishop meant.

It seems that this is indeed the case. The prophecies of Revelation have already begun in advance because of this abominable devil. According to the prophecies in the Bible, after defeating the Antichrist, there will be the arrival of the final judgment, the end of the human world, and the end of the religious system of Christianity. .

This is something no one wants to see. Although according to the New Testament records, the number of souls that will be judged in the final judgment has already been determined, but because of this, it absolutely cannot be triggered in advance.

The only solution seems to be that there is really only one way left - just like killing the Antichrist by killing the Son of God through the judgment on Good Friday, it is also based on the principle that the blood of the Son of God can forgive people. sin, then...

Can the blood shed by this damned enemy of God also forgive people’s sins?

Can it at least stop the prophecies of the Book of Revelation and prevent the end from happening in advance?

"We still have a lot to do, so hurry up and prepare! As we arranged before, remember to guide the public opinion and give the believers confidence..." At this time, the supreme bishop was busy issuing instructions one after another.

Looking at her, the monks around her seemed to have found a backbone. Their minds, which had just experienced a drastic change, had settled down. They bowed one after another and then turned around and left, each responsible for their own work.

St. George's Cathedral became quiet, and the surrounding area became empty.

"Oh, it's really embarrassing..."

Laura chuckled and took a few steps forward to look at the cross of light above the church and the "person" crucified on it.

After looking at it for a moment, she said nothing, turned around and walked into the great church, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing an elegant and pleasing smile.

She has done everything she can, and the rest is up to the other person.

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Dark as the underworld.

Knowing that there is only darkness around him, Xia Ran accepted the fact that he was dead.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill, floating on the lightless and silent sea. He had been falling downwards with no end... No, maybe he was not falling at all.

Because here, there is nothing. There is no sense of up and down, no concept of time and space, and there is no meaning of falling. It is not the so-called "infinite" state, because in order to have "infinity", "finite" must be defined. Without finite, infinite will not exist.

This is a place that is neither existence nor emptiness, neither increase nor decrease, neither life nor death, neither truth nor falsehood, and is beyond all concepts of positive and negative.

The "cause" of everything, the starting point of various phenomena, because everything is ready, there is nothing.

He was very stable and very satisfied.

Just observing something like time like this, even though time obviously does not exist, I can still observe it. Although it is obviously meaningless, you can't see anything, or you can see it but not realize it.

Since all meaning does not exist, "existence" alone is sufficient here.

"Only ignorance can get close to the vortex of the source, so it can be regarded as ignorance or omniscience, although that is meaningless..." I don't know how long it has passed, but there is a gentle voice in my ears. The long sound seemed to break a pool of stagnant water, causing ripples of change, and Xia Ran's consciousness regrouped.

Once again he gained meaning and was able to think.

"Welcome to the First Cause that only the dead can reach and the living must not."

A tired and gentle voice sounded, and in the indescribable room, a woman in a pure white kimono smiled at him quietly: "Well done."

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After blinking and being silent for a long time, the magician looked around, rubbed his brows, and breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, he showed a cheerful smile: "Tell me, how many points can I get with this wave?" ?”

"I'll give you full marks."

The girl in the kimono smiled slightly: "First, use the Gate of God to open up a path, conceptually reach the position of God above the sky, and then imitate the actions of the Creator in key aspects, and at the same time use your own actions to represent the key characteristics of God. , ultimately making it impossible for others to completely distinguish the difference between the two, and the armor was completed..."

“And you choose to use the concept of antichrist to separate the concept of God to ensure your own independence. To uninformed outsiders, you are God, and to yourself, you are yourself. It is very good to claim to be God but not to be turned into God. "