Chapter 1112 Subversion

Falina had a dream.

The whistling of the whip, the curses of the enemy, and the excruciating pain gradually left her.

There was only pure white all around, and the ground was smooth enough to reflect her appearance.

This world seems to have no boundaries, and the only landmark is a tall stone gate in the distance. There is faint music coming from behind the door, which is sacred and beautiful.

This might be what people see before they die, she thought.

After walking this final distance, you can reach the place of eternal peace.

Falina was a little reluctant, and in the end she was unable to kill the traitor and avenge everyone who followed her here.

At the same time, she still harbored a lot of guilt, and what Toktar had entrusted to her finally came to nothing... She was indeed not a single-handedly talented person, and she was not even a qualified leader.

My own talent is nothing more than this.

The only reassuring thing is that she didn't say a word begging for mercy after all.

Especially when the red-hot iron needle pierced her fingertips, she almost thought she would collapse completely the next moment. Looking back now, it still feels a bit incredible that she could survive until the end.

Otherwise, she really wouldn't be able to face those comrades who took the first step.

However, these emotions did not last long and dispersed like dust.

After all, she was going to sleep soon.

No matter how much you think about it, you can't change it, right?

Falina walked towards the stone door step by step.

According to legend, there will no longer be any pain and sorrow, and time will freeze. Everything will remain at its most glorious moment, and will exist forever as the cornerstone of the kingdom of gods.

This should have been a happy thing, but for some reason, she wasn't happy.

This in the end is why?

"Farina..."

While she was at a loss, a hazy voice sounded beside her.

She remembered.

That's Joe's voice -

He was not involved in the attack and could not have been captured by Lorenzo, so it was just her imagination.

Even so, Farina suddenly felt relaxed.

So that's what happened, she thought.

She just didn't want to go through this last journey alone.

Even if she was entrusted with a responsibility far beyond her ability, it didn't matter even if it was a shirk. She longed for the feeling of being needed.

She didn't want to go alone anymore.

"Don't go away, stay with me for a while, okay?"

"I will..." the voice replied intermittently, "No matter where you go, I will stay with you...even if I die!"

This... is enough.

Even if it is an illusion.

She seemed to have returned to the scene of climbing Hermes alone in the winter a few years ago. Staggering in the wind and snow, just when she was about to collapse, a carriage stopped in front of her...

Falina stepped onto the steps of the stone door and reached out to open the door.

"Thank you."

The light from behind the door shot out and enveloped her instantly.

…

When the light dissipated, Farina opened her eyes and found that the ceiling above her head was slowly shaking.

Is this what the kingdom of gods is like?

It doesn't look as glamorous as expected...

And time doesn't seem to stop flowing.

She tried to tilt her head and saw a familiar face come into her eyes.

Falina hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Qiao?"

The latter lay beside her, as if asleep. After shouting several times, he opened his eyes in confusion and looked at her - then an ecstatic look appeared on Qiao's face, "You...are you awake?"

"Wake up?" Farina frowned, "Shouldn't I have... uh -" Just halfway through her words, she realized that the burning pain had returned to her body, and even the slightest movement was painful.

"You were just too tired and passed out," Joe covered her head, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Falina couldn't help being stunned, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses - not only was she not dead, but she also escaped from the dungeon. Doesn't this mean...

"Lorenzo he-"

"died."

After getting this unexpected answer, Falina's spirit suddenly lifted, "Really? How did you do it?"

"It was not me who killed him," Joe shook his head, "but the King of Graycastle, His Majesty Roland Wimbledon."

Roland Wimbledon...a name she least wanted to hear. "What are you talking about? How could he help us take back Grand Duke Island?" At this point, she suddenly looked around, "Wait... where is this? We are not on Grand Duke Island?"

"We are on the sea now, and our destination is the Neverwinter City of Graycastle. And you have been in a coma for three days, relying on the medicine of the First Army to save your life." Qiao said softly, "Don't worry, I will tell everything your."

Half an hour later, Falina finally understood what happened behind this.

"About His Majesty's trial, I also asked personal guard Sean," Qiao was still talking. "As long as there is no witch blood on their hands, no participation in persecution, and no massacre of the people of Graycastle, there will be no You will be sentenced to death. You are a samurai from the Pioneer Battalion, stationed in the New Holy City all year round to fight evil beasts. I was an assistant to the priest before, so I couldn't run into those witches at all - that is to say, it is possible for both of us. Survive!”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, "Although you are seriously injured, there is a witch named Nana in Neverwinter City who can completely cure any injury. All it takes is money! I will find a way to solve the cost issue, No matter how much she asks for, I will definitely let you stand up again!"

In order to prevent her from escaping, Lorenzo cut off her hand tendons and hamstrings, and smashed her knees with a hammer. Now she can be said to be a useless person. But that’s not Farina’s focus—

"Just because I..."

"What?"

"Just because of me, did you reach an agreement with that devil!" She reprimanded with hatred, "It was he who destroyed the church and destroyed all hope! How can you be worthy of Lord Taktor! Cough... Ahem..."

"Farina!"

"Don't touch me!" She choked out some blood, "The fate of this world, the fate of all mankind... was shattered by him alone, how can you ask him for help! My life is more important than the battle of divine will. , it’s not worth mentioning at all. Even if you save me, what’s the point? I’d rather go to hell and wait for him first, waiting for the moment he falls into the abyss—”

"Crack, snap, snap."

Suddenly there was applause outside the room.

"I'm almost touched. I didn't expect to receive such support from mortals after more than four hundred years. It's really surprising." A woman opened the door and walked in.

"What I support is the church that is working hard for the future of mankind, not the minions of the King of Graycastle -" Falina suppressed the sharp pain in her chest and yelled, but before she could finish her words, she froze. "Enova...Legion Commander?"

At that moment, she almost suspected that there was something wrong with her eyes.

In the martial arts performance hall of the New Holy City, the heads of the outstanding leaders of the Judgment Army are hung. Most of them have received the highest honor bestowed by the Pope - the Divine Punishment Warrior Transformation Ceremony, and can be regarded as the elite among the elite. Anova once served as the high-level commander of the Judgment Army, which can be said to be the highest peak that a female warrior can reach. Because of this, Farina has always regarded it as her goal.

But the problem is...Enova was already a character from more than a hundred years ago.

"Keep talking," Zoe leaned against the bed, "Let me hear how much you support us. Don't be embarrassed. I haven't heard flattery from mortals in a long time."