Chapter 5 Resurrection Prelude (V)

If you want to ask Qi Leren's mood after entering the courtroom, it really has to be described as ups and downs. Not to mention the boss Si Lin who was almost stopped in the courtroom, just after entering this underground world, his mood was ups and downs.

He preconceived that the prophet should be a very kind old man. After entering the snow-covered underground world, he felt that he should be a serious and indifferent elder. When he fell into the ice pool and saw the prophet, he was completely confused by his divine temperament. He judged people by his appearance and believed that he was a priest who was full of love and divineness like Mary.

——Until he spoke.

In the time of three sentences, he completely destroyed the "god" that was laid out in the previous chapter, and replaced it with an "man" that is hard to describe.

Qi Leren fully understood the mood of Si Lin and others. If he was from the court, he would not want others to see this prophet.

As for when he saw this master, Qi Leren had already figured it out - when he completed the undercover mission of the Secret Killing Secret Meeting and came to the trial to remove the seeds of killing.

At that time, the Judicial Office told him that because this would involve the secrets of the Judicial Office, he would lose the memory of these seven days. Did he actually spend these seven days underground with this mysterious prophet?

Look at what they all did... and study makeup together... No wonder the few days after leaving the trial, he could see at a glance that the girl coming towards him had drawn an inner eyeliner!

Qi Leren suddenly felt that he didn't want to recall this memory of GAY's anger in GAY...

"Please talk about the serious business." Si Lin said coldly.

Qi Leren nodded: "I went to the Holy City before..."

Qi Leren briefly explained the story, and then took out the hell scepter from the prop bar.

The moment it was taken out, the floating ice lotus in the pool water suddenly turned black and broke together. The continuous sound of glass shattering echoed in the quiet and deep waters. The polluted black lotus shattered into countless fragmented remains, slowly sinking in the water, and sinking to the bottom of the water.

The Qileren felt that he had caused a big trouble, and looked at the prophet uneasy, and the prophet looked at it intricately: "Maria really left me a problem."

"After this..." Qi Leren subconsciously wanted to ask, but he regretted it as soon as he said that - he really shouldn't have known too much, and knowing too much is not a good thing.

"A thing that let the devil of power put down his body to intercept you." The prophet held the scepter in his hand. In an instant, the evil black mist spread along his arm to his whole body. The ice coffin suddenly opened, and a white light lit up in the coffin. The scepter in the prophet's hand was rolled up, and then the ice coffin closed again, tightly sealing the sinful prop inside.

The Devil of Power... The person who intercepted him turned out to be the Devil of Power?! Qi Leren suddenly felt scared.

"Thank you for bringing it, I should also give you some rewards." The prophet said what the Qileren wants to hear the most, "Maria has paid a part of it. She used the remaining power of faith to help you repair your body, otherwise... in short, you will be a little more durable than normal people and can withstand bruises and damage. You should have felt it just now. Your resistance to cold has increased, which is one of the benefits. You can slowly feel the other benefits."

"..." Feeling the prophet's tone became cheerful again, Qi Leren understood that he was about to let himself go again.

"In addition, I can give you a prop, half-domain level, which can summon the Archangel to come in a short period of time, possess it on you to help fight, and help you condense the field as soon as possible. What style do you like?" The prophet stretched out his right hand, and a white spot of light was beating in the heart of his hand, constantly changing shape.

Si Lin used his eyes to signal his disapproval. No matter how you look at a half-domain prop, it would be too expensive.

"Just treat it as the reward for fulfilling Mary's last wish." The prophet said generously.

"Thank you very much! I have no requirements for the style." The ecstatic Qi Leren dared not make any requests!

The prophet smiled again, and still had the malicious smile: "How about the nipple ring? You will look good when you wear one."

Qi Leren: "..."

Si Lin: "…"

"I still want something more ordinary..." Qi Leren said with difficulty, praying that the prophet must not get fucked at this critical moment, otherwise he would really not know whether he should use it with such a god-level prop.

"What a pity." The prophet sighed half-truely, and the ball of light hovering in his hand instantly contracted, collapsed into a metal winged pendant, full of steampunk mechanical feeling.

[Prophet Heart]: The God-level props pinched by the noble and great prophet with bare hands can make people feel the pleasure of transforming into a birdman. The holder can summon the Archangel to come and possess it to fight for 3 minutes and have a cooldown of 24 hours.

Qi Leren looked at the introduction of the props and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"I took care of everything from prop design to introduction words, and I gave myself 100 points." The prophet boasted happily, and got Si Lin's eyes rolling.

"It's time for you to go back and rest." Si Lin said.

"Okay, let me give Qileren a piece of advice and advice before going to bed." said the prophet.

Qi Leren held the pendant: "Please say it."

"First, when you have time, you can go to the back mountain of the Dead Island to find a blind old man. He has many unique skills to teach you; second, reduce the use of your resurrection skill."

"How do you know..." Qi Leren, who was suddenly exposed, stopped his heartbeat, and then he thought that the Prophet was the person behind the judges, and it was not surprising that he knew, so he only asked, "Is there any problem with that skill...?"

The prophet looked at him faintly: "You probably already feel that when you use it to escape death, death will only be closer to you. You don't have to resist blindly. When you have no choice, you should use it. But you have to remember that it is your last resort."

When he left the trial office, Qi Leren bowed his head and said nothing along the way.

In fact, he has already realized the negative effects of SL Dafa. He often has insomnia, has had nightmares more and more frequently, and has been awakened by dreaming of his own death scenes countless times. Those deaths that he escaped from the past have never really stayed away from him. They have been firmly rooted in his memory in another form, gradually destroying his spirit and will.

Qi Leren knew that he had a problem. Although this psychological problem was not serious, it would only continue to deteriorate in an environment like the nightmare world, which eventually caused him to collapse completely.

It's time to quit SL, Qi Leren thought.

After walking out of the underground space, Si Lin politely said goodbye to Qi Leren. He had other jobs. He called Miaoli and asked her to take Qi Leren out of the trial office.

This executive Miaoli is an old acquaintance of Qi Leren. She once guided Qi Leren in her dreams to be a qualified undercover agent.

"Do you know the situation underground in the Judicial Hall?" Qi Leren asked.

"You mean the prophet? I know a little." Miaoli looked at him a few times, and was very curious about Si Lin actually taking him into the underground area.

"From the appearance, the prophet is also a player. How many years have he been in the game?" Qi Leren asked.

"He has existed since the establishment of the dusk land. It has been more than twenty years... I can't reveal more things to you." Miaoli said bluntly.

Qi Le people understood and stopped asking.

Before leaving the trial office, Qi Leren suddenly felt something and looked forward. On the steel-shaped tower building, Chen Baiqi was standing on it, looking down at him from a high point. Seeing Qi Leren looking at her, she jumped down from the tower, as if it was not a height of more than ten meters, but a low school wall. But her landing posture was a bit strange, and she actually landed on the ground with one foot.

Qi Leren couldn't help looking at her feet. Chen Baiqi was wearing trousers and could not see anything unusual. He immediately guessed that this was probably some kind of skill card.

"Where is Ning Zhou?" Qi Leren asked, feeling a faint ominous feeling.

"Tell me while you walk." Chen Baiqi said.

The two walked along the road in the dusk country toward the coast. Although the sunset was full of sunset, it was actually late at night. Due to the confusion between day and night, people in the dusk country generally had chaotic work and rest, so there were still many pedestrians on the street.

The heavy buildings on both sides show the unique style of the dusk land. It is indeed unique when you look from a distance, but walking between these buildings that are scattered like giant machines makes people feel gloomy and heavy.

Qi Leren was waiting for Chen Baiqi to speak. When he saw Chen Baiqi waiting alone outside the courtroom, he had a premonition.

"Ning Zhou... has left the Holy See." Chen Baiqi said.

"Where did he go?" Qi Leren asked, he did not realize the meaning of "leave".

Chen Baiqi sighed: "You don't understand what I mean. What I mean is Ning Zhou leaving the Holy See."

Qi Leren was stunned. In the long sunset, he stopped in the crowded streets.

Everyone was walking, the sunset in the sky was walking in the sea breeze, the fragrance of restaurants on both sides of the streets was walking, the crisp and gloomy wind chimes on the iron tower were also walking, he was the only one, and suddenly forgot to leave.

Those words choked in his throat stopped him, or perhaps the gentle and tingling love stopped him.

In this strange and terrifying world, he was so lucky that he met Ning Zhou, but Ning Zhou was so unfortunate that he met him.

The believer who lives in faith could have a heart that never wanders. But the short but passionate love confused him. When he loved his soul mate as a woman, God blessed him; but when he loved his soul mate as a man, God cursed him.

His soul mates were once in the shell of different genders, but they still had the same personality, the same qualities, the same virtues - that is the same soul, he would fall in love with "her", and he was destined to fall in love with him.

So a saint walked down the altar, regardless of the steps covered with thorns and poisonous snakes, allowing him to flow blood every step. He was so pious, so firm, and so loyal, but these beautiful qualities made him suffer double the pain and struggle when making choices.

——People advised him: Stay on the altar, your lover is dead anyway.

"I advised him before he left, and I said, since you are dead, there is no need for him to leave the Holy See. But Ning Zhou replied to me..."

Chen Baiqi will always remember that scene: when he came, it was raining heavily, and when he left, the wind and rain did not stop.

Ning Zhou was standing by the gate. His clothes were not even dry yet. The warm and comfortable room could not keep him. He had already told his story and was about to leave.

He will wander in the wind and rain for the rest of his life, no more eaves to let him shelter from the rain, no one will let him stop and meet love unexpectedly.

Chen Baiqi advised him, but Ning Zhou answered her in a hoarse and exhausted but firm voice: "But this unauthorized love will not end because of his death. In my lifetime, no matter whether he is life or death, whether we can receive God's blessing, I always love him as one."

——But he said: Love never ends.

On the streets where people were coming and going, Qi Leren's tears couldn't stop flowing.

He heard about the love of a brave, pious, and steadfast.
Chapter completed!