OBS Chapter 2776 The Nun in Death
Chapter 2776 The Nun in Death
Chapter 2776 The Nun in Death
"It's very likely that they are devil worshippers. I think we can find out what the devil has been doing recently through these people."
Xia De said, looking at his still red, swollen and festering right arm, the marks of ash infection on it had been reduced a lot.
But there was nothing in the deserted village, and those who arrived here through the dock did not leave any clues. There was no point in entering the relic incident again, so the only clue left was the old woman they brought out of the deserted village.
"It was too risky for me to light the fire just now. The things here are indeed not something we can handle right now. Flora, can you open this conversation? This is your expertise."
Xia De asked the Great Witch of Death:
"Let's use the Wall of Sighs. Your magic is really useful."
But the witch shook her head in embarrassment:
"I'm sorry, you think that magic is too omnipotent. The situation of the soul we brought out is very complicated. I am worried that if we try to interfere with it with external forces, other parts of the demon will realize that we are investigating it."
So Flora thought again:
"Didn't you say that you could open a passage to real death? No matter how powerful that demon is, it can't radiate its power there. The 'Finish Line' is one of the foundations of our world. Banish this soul to real death, and when she regains consciousness under the Dark Moon, we can try to ask questions again."
This is a good idea, and based on Shad's previous experience, it seems that all souls that enter death will return to normal when they step onto that body of water.
So he raised his hand to cut open a passage, but when he raised his right arm, he felt that his arm was still stiff and numb.
Seeing him pause, Flora quickly held his hand:
"Don't worry. If Danister knew that I went out with you and you ended up like this, she would definitely blame me."
"It was my own carelessness. I must say it again. I shouldn't have hastily started the fire in the cellar."
With her strength, Xia De stood up on the boat, but he no longer considered opening the one-time passage. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the ordinary-looking oar lying in the cabin, and it automatically flew into his hand.
Unlike the powerful-looking [God's Gift Box] and the rather magical [Butterfly Summoning Flute], the Ferry God's paddle is plain and unadorned. There are no special patterns, runes or ritual formations.
The wooden oar only had the word "ferry" engraved on the handle, and it was engraved in the common language of Draerion in the Sixth Age.
Therefore, Flora did not notice the unusualness of the oar at first, but when Shad asked her to support him to walk to the stern and he grabbed the oar and prepared to row, the witch realized that the oar was a little too ancient.
The drizzle on their bodies was particularly comfortable for the two people who had just escaped from the fire. Flora's perception made her realize that something was wrong:
"Where did this oar come from? I feel an unusual power."
"Similar to where my gift box came from."
Xia De said this vaguely, and the beautiful lady raised her eyebrows, but before she could be surprised, Xia De had already stood at the stern with the support of her arms:
"I'll row the boat with you, we're going to set off."
It wasn't that Shade couldn't really stand. He just injured his arms, not his legs. Although he was a little weak just now, he had recovered after lying down for a while. He just wanted Flora to feel what it was like next. The witch, who mistakenly thought that Shade really couldn't stand, immediately turned behind Shade, put her arms around him, and grabbed the oar with him.
The old man's soul was still standing blankly in the cabin, and as the oars were inserted into the water, Xia De exerted a little force, and the speed of the boat drifting downstream suddenly increased.
Shad didn't row the oar very often, only occasionally using it to paddle the water.
None of them spoke, but gradually, in the slightly monotonous sound of water, the witch felt an indescribable wonderful feeling. This feeling was like the trembling caused by listening to the last sigh of the dead before his death, and it was also like the touch of seeing the last glance back at the loved ones by the soul that refused to leave, was unwilling to leave, but could not stay.
Before we knew it, the boat sailed into a thin mist, and then at some point in the next moment, the surrounding fog suddenly became so thick that the scenery of the surrounding woods could not be seen at all.
The sounds in the forest disappeared completely in late autumn, leaving only the sound of Shad rowing the oars. Flora Winslet, who held the oars with Shad, felt cold all over her body, and death was touching her soul in an indescribable way.
But the chill soon disappeared, because the gentle, moon-like warmth from the man she was hugging effectively dispelled the chill brought by touching death.
She subconsciously held her breath and moved the oars more vigorously. Then she felt Xia De exerting force in the opposite direction:
"Wrong, not in that direction."
Xia De said as he looked at the faint golden light on the water surface in the fog that was created by the blessing of the "Ferry God", then he controlled the boat to turn slightly in the fog and sailed towards a farther distance.
So Flora stopped trying and let Shad hold her hand to steer the boat.
Maybe it was just a few seconds later, or maybe it was a very long time later, in the milky white glowing fog, a silver glow came from behind itself.
Flora subconsciously turned her head to look behind her, and the fog dissipated. She saw a huge silver moon half-sunken in the dark water. She also saw countless milky white glowing souls standing calmly in front of the silver moon, and gradually walking towards the legendary dark moon.
That is the direction of the end, that is the true destination of the dead.
"die."
Although she had seen the scenery here before for various reasons, she had never felt so truly that she had entered death. However, because of the small boat under her feet, the power of death did not seriously affect her.
She was clearly here, but she was looking at Mingyue as a living person. Thinking of this, she felt like she was really going to tremble.
The boat shook slightly, and Flora looked back and noticed that the wooden boat had run aground on a shallow beach. The shallow beach was made of faded pebbles and gray gravel. The shallow beach was not large, and at the end was a seemingly endless stone wall extending to both sides. In the middle of the stone wall was a "Death Gate" that she had seen in the records of the parliament, which was used by the witches of the Fifth Epoch to execute prisoners.
The Eight-Ring's life ring emerged unconsciously at this moment, but it was silent because of the environment at the moment, and even the steam mist was almost extremely thin.
At the same time, eight golden steps appeared behind her one by one. Flora was just trying to confirm what she had gained from the journey just now when she heard Xia De suddenly shout:
"Sister Develine!"
On the beach, the nun who was kneeling in front of the fire with her hands clasped together and her head resting on her hands raised her head. The [Ashes] sword was stuck in the bonfire, and the silver eye mask was flashing a dark and unknown light when it "looked" at them in the firelight.
Interestingly, before Shade called out the nun's name, Flora had no idea that there were bonfires and people on the beach. It wasn't that she ignored it on purpose, but before that, Sister Develyn seemed not to be here at all:
"Sister Devereine?"
Shade knew that Sister Defulin had temporarily left the sacrificial site to improve her power, but he didn't expect her to appear here. He jumped off the boat as he spoke. Flora, who was still holding him, was about to follow him, but her instinctive sense of danger made her stop immediately.
Unlike Sister Shade and Sister Defulin, she would rather not leave the boat unless necessary.
Sister Develyn then stood up from the fire, stepped under her nun's robe, and walked across the bonfire to the boat on the shore. She folded her hands in front of her, nodded to Flora Winslet, and then "looked" at the burn marks still remaining on Shad's arms.
Although Sister Defulin's slightly lowered white face showed no expression, the witch who was watching the scene knew that she was angry. Xia De wanted to say something, but when he saw the nun looking at his arm, he closed his mouth.
After a moment of silence, Sister Defulin took the initiative to extend her right hand and aimed it at Shade's arm. Some soft flames were drawn out by her right hand, and then those soft flames touched Shade's skin:
"Thaumatology - warm fire."
In the soft firelight, the burn marks on Shad's hands faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. But the nun did not let go, but lowered her head and slightly raised her eye mask with her left hand, then grabbed Shad's arm and put it in front of her lowered gray eyes.
Xia De then felt a little wetness on the back of his hand:
"Thaumatology - Healing Tears."
The Ash Curse that had been plaguing Shade just now, as well as the lurking, harmless but disgusting Demon Curse, all disappeared in that tear drop, like ice meeting magma.
After doing all this, the nun let go of Shade's hand, then lowered her head and pushed down her eye mask and straightened it. She didn't say a word during the whole treatment, but the witch who was watching all this still thought it was terrible.
It wasn't that the healing process was scary, but that this quiet nun was scary. Before this fall, the few times she had interacted with Sister Defulin were limited to the council. She had originally thought that Sister Defulin was a very introverted person, but now it seemed that her judgment was completely wrong.
The nun holding fire is like a burnt piece of wood. Although it looks lifeless, the flames are enough to set the whole world on fire if necessary.