Chapter 151: Judgment Day (1/2)
The little devil hugged the rabbit doll and slept very sweetly.
This is the most stable sleep he has ever had since entering this instance, and he has not been trapped in the nightmare of future memories for the whole night. Although the town outside the window was squally rainy, lightning flashes and thunder, and occasionally thunder shot down from the clouds, resounding through the wilderness, it did not affect his sleep.
No dream for a night.
The little devil woke up from his sleep until the early morning sun rose from the east.
His long, curved eyelashes hung down and flickered for a while before he realized his consciousness.
When he opened his eyes, the young man lay his head on his back, his pale pink eyes without sleep.
The wide nightgown outlines the thin waistline of the young man, and the long white hair slips from his body and spreads it on the dark bed, like weaving a clear and beautiful moonlight.
The nose seems to be stained with the cold scent of the other person's body like pine, which immediately makes people feel excited.
The little devil blinked his dark brown eyes and showed a big smile, ”Big brother early.”
I don't know why, but my instinct tells him that the magician's mood doesn't seem so good.
The little devil couldn't help but start to remember what he did out of the ordinary last night.
But he has always slept very honestly and quite peacefully. What kind of posture he sleeps in, he rolls left and right at most, and he will never cross the boundary.
After thinking for a second, the little devil decided to take the initiative to admit his mistake, ”Brother, did I quarrel you last night?”
Zong Jiu looked at him indifferently, his tone couldn't hear the joy or anger, ”What's the matter on your back?”
The little boy became stiff, and then realized that his reaction was too violent, so he subconsciously hugged the rabbit doll in his arms.
Last night Zong Jiu saw the scars on the little devil's back and the black lines of sin that were so many that they were about to condense and settle into a black line of sin. He didn't stun the snake, but gently put the candlestick down and fell into contemplation on the spot.
The big devil has been wearing gloves on his hands.
There are white gloves, and black half-finger tactical leather gloves, each pair just covers the slender fingers.
Zong Jiu had also seen how he looked when he took off his gloves, with hideous scars all over his back fingers, which was extremely ugly.
Those scars gradually overlapped with the scars on the back of the little devil, and they couldn't be said to be the same, they could only be said to be exactly the same.
Plus those dense black threads of sin entwined around the scars.
Zong Jiu finally understood what the sense of disharmony he had vaguely felt since entering this small town.
The people in this small town have been using their faith to demand endlessly.
But it is not that there is faith, and the gods will be kind to the earth.
Whether it is separating sins or purifying the black thread, it is the little pope himself that consumes his own power.
”You transferred the crime from the townspeople to yourself, right?”
The white-haired young man stared deeply into his eyes. There was a whirlpool in his pupils, and those who looked at him were not allowed to escape for half a minute.
The residents of the town only need to confess to the Pope, and the black lines on their bodies will disappear.
But the little pope is not **** Christ, nor is he a God who can forgive all living beings. The sins he eliminated will not disappear, but will only be transferred to himself in another way.
Just like the little devil.
Zong Jiu guessed that his ability was not purification at all, but transfer.
......
Last night, there was a complete conflict between the two teams of trainees.
Anthony's head hurts.
As of now, none of the trainees in this copy has died.
But no one knows how many trainees will survive tomorrow's Judgment Day.
He has made enough arrangements, but it is clear that this copy is not simple.
The difficulty of completing the second main task is difficult to achieve. Without discussing the level of this dungeon, the only thing that can destroy the dungeon is the collective dungeon of the last B-level trainee, except for the adult.
However, when he talked with the magician at night last night, the other party gave him an affirmative answer, which also made Anthony dubious.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's mainly that the magician is an A-level like him, and he has never heard of his special props or abilities.
Is it possible that after winning the Halloween competition last time, the magician drove out something good from that S-class blind box?
He thought about it all night, and finally decided to bet the treasure on the magician.
Obviously, there were conflicts before, but I don't know why, Anthony now has a blind trust in Zong Jiu.
If you insist, it might be intuitive.
The semi-vampire was very energetic at night. I got up early today and asked Xu Su and Zhong Yiyuan together. They were about to go upstairs to the magician to explain their plans, but they saw the white-haired youth with a cold face. , Carrying the little pope in one hand, happened to walk down from the top floor.
”Morning, I'll talk about anything later.”
Zong Jiu nodded at them, continued to frown, and led the little demon all the way to the cathedral.
”Under the crown of the Pope.”
”Good morning, Mian.”
......
It was a thunderstorm night last night, and the clergy in the church did not knock on the door and harass them tacitly, but routinely let another cardinal preside over the morning prayers.
Not long after the morning prayer was over, everyone was surprised when they saw the little pope coming downstairs.