Chapter 925: No Way Out

Seeing the quill '0-08' disappear suddenly, Klein was startled.

Then he noticed that the Hall of Honesty suddenly became extremely quiet.

Inspired.

Klein turned around slowly, and saw that vicissitudes of stone pillar had turned into a cross hundreds of meters high at some point.

In front of the cross, a huge vague figure stood.

The figure seemed to bear all the sins of sentient beings, and watched with pity every living being it saw.

Inside the hall, there are rows of black seats with backrests.

Like the ones in church.

But among so many seats, there is only one prayer.

The praying man sat in the center of the first row with his eyes closed.

He was wearing a rather simple white robe, with a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and he clasped his hands in front of the silver cross pendant on his chest, with a gentle and calm expression.

Klein's heart sank suddenly.

Of course he knew the prayer.

This is the president of the Twilight Hermit Society, Adam, the King of Angels!

At this time, Adam raised his head, revealing eyes as clear as a child's.

He stood up slowly, with a calm expression, and said slowly.

"George III fell, Loen was severely injured, Intis stopped watching and decided to take the opportunity to launch an attack, and this war began to truly sweep the world.

"Do you accept this ending?"

…………

In the secret mausoleum in East Chester County, William Augustus I, the Patriarch of the Church of God of War, and the 'Queen of Mysteries' Bernadette either through the change of order, or through the change of breath, or with the help of their own prophecies, Also aware of the fall of George III.

The Patriarch and the 'Queen of Mysteries' didn't stay any longer. The former was hidden in the light, and the latter's body suddenly separated like a pile of soap bubbles reflecting the light, scattered to the surroundings, and shattered one after another.

William Augustus I was not in the mood to stop and chase, but it wasn't that painful either.

…………

The outskirts of Backlund.

Xifa looked at the Gehrman projection next to him.

The latter did a divination and got the revelation of the 'fall of George III'.

"finally."

Finally, he and the 'conspiracy' succeeded.

George III failed to ascend to the throne in the end.

Many angels, and even a true god descended, participated in it.

This is definitely a conspiracy involving high-level forces!

The ceremony is complete!

Xifa released Mr. X's projection, let him catch himself, and disappeared into the forest.

Sunya Sea.

on an uninhabited island.

There are two silhouettes sketched without interest, Xifa who's 'teleported' over, retracts Mr. X's projection.

Then he took out the copper whistle, summoned the treasure chest of the spirit world, and took out various materials and an iron pot from it.

These are all things he prepared in advance.

Soon, the potion of 'Weather Warlock' was prepared, and General Xi poured it into a glass bottle.

Look at this glass bottle.

Xifa was a little dazed.

He remembered that when he first crossed over, he was still an ordinary person.

Then step by step, experience after experience, I pushed myself to this position.

After reading Emperor Roselle's diary, Xifa knew that the first part of the Great Emperor went so smoothly, but when it came to Sequence 2, the Angel level almost changed and was close to losing control.

If he didn't know that the world would come to an end, Xifa would have no motivation to advance.

It is not a bad thing to stay at Sequence 3 forever, even Sequence 4.

But he didn't want to pin his hope of survival in the doomsday on others.

"There is no way out"

Looking at the potion in his hand, he sighed softly.

Then pour all the liquid in the glass bottle into the mouth.

The entrance of the potion, as if it had its own will, quickly slid into Xifa's throat and entered the stomach pouch.

As soon as they entered Xifa's body, they immediately turned into pieces of 'flames' and spread around.

boom!

The spirit of Sifa was 'ignited', they burned, as if the soul was thrown into the flames and burned.

In reality.

Sifa immediately screamed.

'Hairs' condensed from crimson flames continued to emerge from his body, and these 'hairs' seemed to have independent will.

They all want to get away from Xifa, and pull away in different directions.

Xifa's eyeballs turned into 'red hairs', his nose, his mouth, each of his teeth, and his whole body turned into countless 'hairs' condensed from crimson flames.

At this moment, he is like a wriggling monster surrounded by countless 'red hairs'. He has reached the edge of losing control and will collapse at any moment.

This situation cannot be allowed to continue!

Xifa skimmed over his experience since he became the "Bishop of War", especially the scene of leading the Royal Third Fleet to fight in the past two months.

He jerked his will up, making it above all else.

Then, just like the "war bishop" established a connection with the army, Xifa connected his spirit with every flame and every crimson "hair".

Let them be both independent and complete.

His body, which was about to collapse, was barely under control.

But at this moment, those flames, those 'hairs' turned into thick mist again.

The 'fuzzy' concept brought about by these fogs made Xifa's spirit stunned.

"who I am"

"Where am I."

"What am I doing."

In this internal and external 'fog', Xifa gradually lost, and was about to lose.

【idiot! Wake up and think of your 'anchor'! 】

anchor?

What is an anchor?

Suddenly.

A figure flashed past Xifa's eyes.

It was Neffi, the girl was practicing her sword skills on the deck.

Another figure passed by.

That was Church, checking his revolver and dagger.

Countless figures kept passing before Xifa's eyes.

That's Adjutant O'Neill, that's Doctor Polly, that's Calvin, that's Harry, that's fleet officers and soldiers, that's demihumans

at the same time.

Aboard the Trafal.

The girl who was practicing swordsmanship on the deck suddenly felt a sense, raised her head, and looked towards the sky.

She put her hands on her chest lightly.

The heart is beating rapidly.

As if something happened.

Also on this flagship, the gray-haired man was maintaining the revolver and the dagger on his own initiative.

Suddenly his hands trembled, and a dagger fell to the table.

He didn't realize it at all, and looked out of the window, in the direction of Sunya Hai.

In the city of Tingen.

Just coming back from the square and walking towards home, Caven's eyes suddenly blurred.

Almost fell over.

He quickly supported the wall next to him, showing a puzzled expression.

Far away on the other side of the violent sea.

The scaled people, the snake-haired people, the half-orcs, and the elders all felt palpitations.

As if being glanced at by something.

Sunya Sea.

On the nameless island, the dense fog that was about to collapse finally stabilized, and gradually condensed into a human form, outlining the figure of Xifa.