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Volume 4: Tower of Violet 718 The Wind and Snow Reversal

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    The holy city of Rankin.  Day and night, he stayed awake and restless. Because Nedir looked pale and weak, he held a scepter in his hand and tried to maintain the balance of his body.  The slowly rotating "Eye of the Holy Spirit" glowed with a turbid color, like eyes with white shadows, so turbid that they could not clearly see the evil in the world.  Even though they took turns to rest, even though they were blessed with divine magic, the prayers of millions of believers still gradually declined.  They repeated the prayers mechanically, with dull eyes and decadent spirits, but they never stopped.  Because the entire magical formation is connected as a whole, they cannot control their words and deeds, and all their thoughts are involved in it, just like the sand in the river, they only know how to drift with the flow, and read out those familiar words that flow.  of prayers.  At the same time, the meager power of faith in the body is also squeezed out bit by bit to provide the ever-expanding "stairway to heaven."  Plop - At ten o'clock in the morning, the first believer who was unable to support collapsed limply to the ground.  But no one cared about him. At this last moment, everyone worked hard to maintain the operation of the magic array.  "Do you know how high the sky is?" The Pale Lord asked softly. He moved his hands and feet back and forth, and the joints of the stone statue made a squeaking sound.  "It will take me three full days to fly with all my strength before I can touch the edge of the 'Kingdom of Light'." Silvis thought about it for a moment and replied seriously.  "But after the 'Stairway to Heaven' is completed, there are only a hundred steps. A mortal can reach the 'Kingdom of Light' in five or six minutes by climbing up the steps" the Pale Lord said.  "Among these stairs, there should be the existence of the law of time and space, right?" Silvis asked.  "That's right, you have the 'Thousand Faced Veil' body protection, and you can also go to the 'Sky Temple' through the heavenly steps. Ambush in advance." The Pale Lord reminded.  "I'll go first." Silvis nodded slightly. He raised his sleeves and threw out the "Thousand-faced Veil", and the pale white clouds spread, covering his figure in it.  Immediately, a dark color emerged from his body, like light ink, and the clouds turned into gray.  Silvis jumped straight off the tower, and the mist dissipated with a bang.  His figure also completely disappeared.  "It's going to snow" The Pale Lord looked at the direction he left and murmured.  He loosened his fingers, and a ray of white light flew out, flying towards the "Fortress of Sorrow".  It's also time to notify "Death Knell" to come to the meeting.  "The sharp sword of light pierced the darkness, so the heaven and the earth became clear The supreme God Lord came to the world, so the glory spread all over the world" Following the waves of sound, Inedil subconsciously praised.  He could feel that his arms were trembling, his legs and feet were weakening, and even his soul was weak, as if he was about to fly out of his body at the next moment.  Died due to distraction.  "Not enough, not enough" Time passed by minute by second, and Inedil still hadn't touched the location of the "Kingdom of Light".  He raised his head slightly.  Gaze at the gloomy dark clouds, gaze at the beam of light that breaks through the clouds and reaches the sky.  Then, a piece of crystal white fell from the clouds and slowly landed on his forehead.  There was a refreshing chill.     Snowing.  One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, the sky is filled with snow.  Inedil looked around and saw goose-like snowflakes everywhere, filling every corner of his field of vision.  "Then let's begin this final battle." The white-robed archbishop raised his hands high, and the "Eye of the Holy Spirit" was spinning above his head. In the wind and snow, Inedil roared, as if to  Release the tightness in your chest to your heart¡¯s content.  This is a rare scene, with snow falling in the north and south of the mainland at the same time.  The Snowton cavalry, which had just arrived at the southern end of the Elendil Corridor, had to set up camp on the spot.  They selected a leeward spot on a high ground and began to set up tents, collecting dry firewood everywhere.  "This snow is really weird." Agassi rubbed his hands and said casually.  It has been cloudy for a long time, and no rain or snow has fallen, which is a strange thing.  What's more, these days, they went from Severa to Ljajic and then to the "Fortress of Sorrow". In such a large area, the weather was exactly the same without any change.  "In just a quarter of an hour, the snow has become so heavy," Carter Roman also said slowly, "It seems that we will not be able to continue marching in the past few days."  We're all together," King Nachini shook the snow particles off his long hair and said with a nonchalant smile, "But that's not a bad thing. It's quite lively when everyone gathers together." "It's better to call Her Royal Highness the Queen.  , reunite with the king?" Agassi suggested.  Cat Roman next to him looked at him in surprise.  He also had this idea, but he couldn't express it. He didn't expect it to be like this.My colleague spoke out for him.  "That's fine." King Nachini nodded. He actually wanted Severa's generals to escort Am¨¦li to the Green River Valley on the way back.  But now that Agassi has said this, he can't pretend to be stupid and treat his wife as a decoration.  Cat Roman¡¯s face softened a lot.  As a subject, he could not interfere with the relationship between King Nachini and Katherina, but what father didn't want his children to have a beautiful marriage.  "Uncle Wang, please stay in charge of the camp," King Nachini thought for a while and ordered, "taking advantage of this free time, General Carter Roman and I will go to the 'Fortress of Sorrow' to visit." Agassi nodded and accepted the order.  King Nachini and Catroman turned around and left the camp to head north.  The two legendary warriors, with their energy flowing, walked on the snow, faster than galloping horses.  While the Lion King was heading north, on the high platform outside Rankin City, the white-robed Archbishop was reciting loudly, his words were simple and profound, somewhat like the legendary divine words.  "Stairway to Heaven" stopped growing, and Inedil poured all his power into the "Eye of the Holy Spirit".  At the core of the crystal ball, there was first a star of white light, like a flickering candle in a winter night.  As the power of faith accumulates, the white light becomes brighter and brighter, like a rising sun, shining in all directions.  A quarter of an hour later.  After the divine curse ended, Inedil held up a ball of blazing white holy light in his hand.  It even shrouded the entire high platform, and everyone lowered their heads to avoid hurting their eyes.  ¡°Teacher, help me!¡± Under the heavy pressure, Inedil, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly shouted.  Not long after, we reached the tip of the Holy White Tower.  Condensing a ray of pure holy light.  The Pale Lord shouted low and pointed to the platform in the north of the city.  The ever-expanding ¡°Eye of the Holy Spirit.¡±  That ray of holy light turned around lightly, with sharp rays of light protruding from both ends.  immediately.  Amidst the sharp roar, the holy light flew out like a spear. In an instant, it penetrated into the light group and pierced the "Eye of the Holy Spirit."  , nailed them all on the spot.  But no one cares about their life or death, Inedil squeezed hard with both palms.  Pierced crystal ball.  After holding on for a few breaths, it exploded, sending debris flying.  Splattered on the ground.  This artifact that has been passed down by the Holy See of Light for thousands of years has come to an end today.  The "Eye of the Holy Spirit" is not the only thing that can reach the end.  At the same time as the crystal ball exploded, an even more spectacular scene happened.  A bright light group, a ball of light with a diameter of more than ten meters, exploded.  Within a radius of ten miles, it is as bright as a sunny day in midsummer.  A majestic and invisible wave.  It spread far away in all directions. Wherever it passed, believers in the light knelt down involuntarily, bowing their heads in prayer.  This wave of fluctuations has traveled hundreds of miles. Within this range, it is no longer a problem for millions of believers.  The number of people participating in the chanting may have reached the order of tens of millions, but because there was no guidance from the magical array, the power of their faith could not be channeled to Inedil.  But there is always a way.  Around the high platform, hundreds of people were knocked to the ground by the air waves, and then they got up again and continued their unfinished work.  Inedil was also in a state of embarrassment. There were fragments of crystal balls hanging in his long white-blond hair, as well as gradually melting snow particles, strands falling down one by one.  But he must stand up, because soon, greater divine power will be supplied to him, and the success or failure of "Stairway to Heaven" will depend on this.  With the "Cornerstone of the Kingdom of Heaven" as the center, within a radius of 500 miles, all believers who knelt down to pray were shocked to find that when the snowflakes fell on themselves, they no longer melted.  They fell and floated like feathers, but when they left, a touch of holy white light appeared.  Those who are brave can reach out and touch the snowflakes. The snowflakes are warm and dry. They fly away mischievously and return to the sky, rising and falling, spinning back and forth, just like holding an aerial dance party.  The distant singing voice came from the direction of Cotillard Cathedral, pure and filled with excitement.  Inedil woke up from his dazed state. He stared at the scepter in his hand, which was carved entirely from white jade, and his eyes gradually became focused.  "Come on, come on" Inedil called softly, straightening his back and waving to the sky.  The snowflakes all over the sky were stagnant, and the snowflakes within hundreds of miles were stunned for a while. Then, they flew towards Ranken with joy and joy, obeying the call of the Lord of Light.  Yes, the Pale Lord did not lie. At least this time, Inedil is the king of light.  He looked up at the sky and looked at the pillar of light above his head. It was the "Dome of Light" and the "Stairway to Heaven." It was a tall tower spanning the sky and the earth, and was the only remaining hope of the Holy See of Light.  with himIn this way, it is very tired and can no longer struggle.  It needs help and more strength to climb the last part of the journey and reach the heaven of the Lord of Light.  At noon on December 14th, a magical scene occurred in the area around Rankin City.  The sky was full of wind and snow, flipping up into the sky, and the feathers of holy light floated in the wind, and finally gathered in the sky above the "Foundation of Heaven" formation, dancing around the pillar of light.  Inedil clenched his fists hard, and dots of holy light were eagerly adsorbed on the "Stairway to Heaven".  The beam of light became thicker and longer. As he punched the sky, the holy light shot out, rising, rising, rising again At the same time, it became brighter and brighter, as if it was penetrating  A sharp sword between heaven and earth, the light of the sword penetrated the misty snowy sky, and was still clearly visible even though it was thousands of miles away.  As early as when the "Eye of the Holy Spirit" exploded, King Nachini and Carter Roman felt something strange.  They turned to look back at the same time, and then looked at each other with doubtful expressions on their faces.  "It's the power of the Holy Light," Catroman savored it for a moment, frowned and said, "What is Inedil doing? He doesn't think that magic can solve all problems, right?" "It's just a dying struggle."  King Qini hummed softly.  If Inedil still had a trump card, he should have used it when Severa fell, so why wait until today.  They continued to move forward and successfully entered the southern end of the Elendil Corridor. There were floating miasma around them, but there were only a few of them. For the two legendary warriors, it was easy to dodge and it didn't matter if they resisted.  But soon, the two of them stopped in unison and looked back again.  In the flying snow, when the holy light gradually appeared, King Nachini finally put away his contempt and asked suspiciously, "General, what is this?" "I don't know either," Catroman shook his head.  Shaking his head, "But looking at the momentum, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with." King Nachini thought for a moment and decided, "Don't hurry and let's see what the follow-up is." Of course there is a follow-up.  Silvis could not help but sigh as he walked through the staggering crowd.  The power of this magical formation far exceeded his expectations. The Church of Light had truly reached its pinnacle in utilizing the power of faith.  Under the double cover of the "Thousand Faced Veil" and the power of shadow, Silvis can even hide from the eyes and ears of the gods.  He stood under the high platform where Inedil was, looking at his former close friend.  Unlike Inedil, who was kept in the dark, Silvis was able to share the Lord of Shadows' information, at the cost of even more complete destruction.  The white-robed archbishop, who was almost out of fuel, punched the sky again, but this time, he didn't hit the air, but hit a hard iron plate.  Is it the barrier between heaven and earth?  Inedil felt happy, completely ignoring the pain in his right hand.  He calmed down and controlled the shape changes of the "Dome of Light". Deep in the sky, the Pillar of Holy Light curved in an arc, stretched forward, then pulled back, and then rested on the edge of the "Kingdom of Light".  Finally it was successful.  Inedil felt relieved and sat back on the ground.  He couldn't tell whether he felt joy or relief in his heart.  With the heroic spirits of heaven above, the Holy See of Light has avoided the fate of destruction, and he will not become a sinner through the ages.  At the same time, in the distant Hersius Valley, Allegri was drinking tea and admiring the snow with Onissa.  Outside the window, Aphra made a snowball and quietly threw it at Nada. The sound of laughter and play echoed in the courtyard, making it a happy scene.  ¡­(To be continued) ps: (A perfect August.) ¡­
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