As he kept going down the mountain, Xia De also realized where he was.

This is the woodland where he and Mia hid on the night when the Orthodox Church encircled and suppressed the [Truth Society]. And if the guess at this moment is correct, then the destination should be the ice lake that was once frozen - Lake Bena.

Passing through the woodland of white mist, following the **** light and shadow of the two girls, they actually came to the shallows by the lake again.

The edge of the woodland was very close to the lake, and on the slightly narrow beach, there were hundreds of figures in black robes crouching on the ground at this moment. Slender wooden stakes stood by the lake one by one, and on the wooden stakes were large and small mummified corpses. On the wooden stake closest to the center, the mummy hugged eight relics respectively, and the blood thorn scepter in Xia De's hand was the ninth.

Grace and Helen supported each other and stood by Lake Bena, looking in the direction of those black-robed figures kneeling. That was the direction of the lake water, which should have been extremely clear in the fog, but in the blink of an eye in Xia De's eyes, it turned completely blood-colored. Blink again and it returns to normal color

In the middle of the lake, there is an invisible thing floating. But if you take a closer look, it is clearly a coffin, which was purchased by Mr. Bernhardt at an auction.

Above the heads of the crouching people, there are patterns of little bats floating, and everyone is praying softly, praying towards the blood and the blood moon.

At this time, it was still ten minutes before twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Although the night sky was covered by thick fog, if you looked up carefully, you could vaguely see the huge red full moon looming in the white fog.

Walking out of the jungle and coming to the lake, all the surrounding sounds disappeared. The lakeside is unusually quiet and solemn, even the undead that can be seen everywhere have disappeared, only the overlapping murmurs and prayers echoing repeatedly.

The sound of splashing lake water is the accompaniment of all this, and the air not only smells of blood, but also the aroma of wine.

The space here seems to be completely isolated from Mount Xikar.

Suddenly, a clear and crisp chirping broke the calm, and the bird's song spread throughout the entire Xikar Mountain area in an instant. Amidst the shaking of the ground and the roar of the mountain, billows of black smoke rose again from the Xikal Pass, which had erupted earlier. And in the black smoke, the fiery red phoenix spread its wings and flew towards the giant cocoon above the city.

"The phoenix has also come to help, it seems that it is finally the end... Grace, Helen!"

Xia De hurried over:

"Come with me!"

The crouching vampires did not stop Xia De, let Xia De walk across the beach, and held the cold hands of the two girls.

They looked at the lake in front of them in a trance, looked at the coffin in the middle of the water, and were not moved by Shadela:

"Sir... you go, we know our fate."

They looked at the calm lake together. Every time they blinked, the color of the lake would change between normal and blood red. The surrounding white mist was being dyed blood red more quickly, and the blood moon in the white mist became more and more clear.

Xia De felt that some kind of terrible sight had been projected to the shore of Lake Bena, and he really couldn't leave now if he didn't leave.

"You can't defeat him. Our... The narrow problem is about to be solved, our mission is over... Is this the end?"

Grace in the white dress asked softly.

"This is the end, sister. It has been more than five thousand years, and finally, it is coming to an end."

Helen in the black dress said with tears.

Xia De couldn't believe that the girls who had vowed to be together forever would actually give up hope of life and voluntarily become the bait of the evil god. If you look carefully, their eyes are actually wine red, as if reflecting a full crimson moon:

"This is not the end. Girls, I could save you thousands of years ago, and I can do it now."

Kissing the ring on her finger, the [Yellow Moon] spirit rune shone with aura:

"At least, at least let me try it. Since Hongyue can confuse you, then Huangyue can also-confuse you!"

The moonstone ring shone with an ambiguous warm yellow light. Grace and Helen were taken aback for a moment, but then the surrounding blood mist turned into scarlet shackles and bound them firmly.

"I knew it would work—Moonlight Great Sword!"

No matter how bad the state was at this time, Xia De still endured the fatigue and the emptiness of his soul, and let the silver moonlight fall, breaking the scarlet shackles. It's just that the blood-red traces still cling to the two of them. It's not that the mortal rituals easily restricted the angel-level relics, but from the beginning, from the reception, the gods left traces on them.

"Go!"

Xia De held the hands of Helen and Grace with his left and right hands respectively, and before he could talk to them who had just regained consciousness, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Only, someone wouldn't let the trio go.

The crouching vampires were still praying in low voices, waiting for the arrival of midnight. And from the dense forest, two high-ring vampires walked out expressionlessly:

"This gentleman, the matter here has nothing to do with you, please leave here."

After temporarily releasing Helen, the great sword that appeared in Xia De's right hand represented his attitude. Having come to this point, he has to fight no matter what. Helen and Grace couldn't use their own power at this time, and Xia De also knew that he couldn't beat the High Ring Warlock, but at least he had to delay for some time:

"Girls, you go first."

The blood-sucking species of the high ring stopped talking, and the life rings of the eleventh and tenth rings shone brightly in the blood mist.

The traces of blood on the black and white skirts became more and more clear, and Grace and Helen knew what it meant for Shad to stay. They grabbed Xia De's shoulders. Since the man in front of them has done this for them, even if their souls are broken at this moment, they must give him their last strength:

"Sir, meeting you is the most…"

But before Grace finished speaking, a golden light lit up from the side. In the light, the familiar voice of a middle-aged woman appeared:

"Are you giving up like this? You go together, and I will deal with them."

Appearing from the forest was a proud woman in a dark blue dress. Although she looked forty or fifty years old, she was still as handsome as ever.

Xia De was taken aback, as if the time had returned to the last reception many years ago. And Gemini looked at that figure, feeling sad, sad, sad, and all the grievances in this life were contained in this voice:

"teacher!"

It was the first time they met in two eras, and tears rolled down their cheeks unconsciously.

The soul that appeared at this time was the middle-aged witch at the reception of the gods. After the reception, she became the teacher of the twins. She also participated in the Battle of Mount Sikal in the fifth era when the twin gods descended.

According to Miss Samuel of the Zarath Institute, she was taken in by the Zarath Institute after the war.

Xia De never thought that she would appear here.

"My students."

The witch's luminous soul looked at them with a gentle expression, her soul was so powerful:

"I am very happy to wake up from the long slumber and see you again. Let's leave with this gentleman. Although the road ahead will be dangerous, I hope that you can go on."

She picked up a branch, stroked it and threw it to Xia De. When Xia De took over the branch, it turned into a glowing sword, whose power was almost comparable to that of a normal night watchman.

In the fifth era, she participated in the reception for strength. After that, she really touched the highest achievement of the witch system.

"Sir, please protect my students so that butterflies can fly freely."

"Ma'am, you use this."

Xia De threw the blood thorn scepter in his hand to the middle-aged witch, who greeted the two high-ringed vampires.

Even though she was extremely reluctant, the tearful Helen was still pulled by her sister Grace, and followed Xia De into the dense forest.

"Did your teacher die in Mount Xikale in the end?"

Xia De asked, and Helen in the black skirt nodded:

"The teacher was taken in by the Zarath Academy after the Battle of Sikal. After recovering from his injuries, he formally joined the academy after being introduced by Miss Samuel, the witch of the academy, and helped establish the Zarath Academy in the next hundred years. The rudimentary form of the Elegant Academy. But at that time we had already turned into disasters wandering in the world, and we could not see the teacher. Before the teacher died, he came here and met my sister and me for the last time... She died before us."

She choked up and said:

"Since then, except for every reunion with my sister, I don't remember how long I haven't cried."

Grace gently hugged her younger sister, Xia De nodded silently, and led them through the forest:

"I'll talk about other things later. Now let's go to the Natural Church in the city. The Natural Church is ready to call God. As long as we enter the church, even if He really comes, you will be fine."

There was a loud bang, and something seemed to spew out of the black smoke from the Xikal Pass. At the same time, the surrounding mountains and forests filled with white mist turned into dry forests in an instant, but changed back to normal in the next moment, as if the reality and the narrow space completely overlapped in an instant.

"Hazama is making the last resistance."

Grace said, the girl in the white dress took Shad's left hand, with firmness in her sad expression:

"Sir, the road ahead will be very difficult."

Countless strands of white mist floated from the city, from the mountains, towards the giant cocoon above Mibao, like chains of chains. And on the surface of the giant cocoon, a huge crack finally appeared. Amidst the strange roar that only ring warlocks could hear, the black giant hand broke through the crack and protruded from the cocoon.

Professor Pigman and the phoenix immediately launched an attack and easily suppressed the hand, but this was only the most primitive force before the giant cocoon broke its shell.

At the same time, the city and the mountains flickered with spiritual light, and the [Scar of the Sacred Tree] ceremony reached the last moment. If the cocoon was solved, the ceremony was a success. At this time, countless streamers flew from the top, side and bottom of the mountain to the sky over the city. The ritual in the narrow space was basically completed, and the large army was returning to reality to defeat the last aggregate of undead together.

Maybe Iluna is also in those streamers, but it's a pity Shade can't participate in this final battle:

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon."

He comforted the girls who were getting weaker and weaker. Although he was far away from the ceremony site, the ground under his feet was spreading blood from the lake towards the direction they were fleeing. The blood fog followed, and there were even a large group of bats chasing the escaped three people in the fog.

The blasphemous silver aura flickered in and out of the air, and the blood color even corroded the strength of the narrow space. The narrow gap between life and death is a level 0 relic, but the weird ritual going on by the lake is a genuine god-calling ritual.

The blood-sucking species are calling for the evil god-the **** of blood-sucking.

Even in the dense forest, you can observe more limbs protruding from the giant cocoon above the city. Not only human limbs, but also animal, xenobiotic, and even indescribably terrifying creatures. The giant cocoon was breaking, and almost half of the whispering elements in the narrow space were continuously transported to the giant cocoon through the white mist.

The hatching of the giant cocoon is inevitable~lightnovelpub.net~ Once it is born, it can be directly regarded as a subspace evil beyond the thirteen rings.

The light of the Church of the Five Gods turned into chains and wrapped around the surface of the giant cocoon, slowing down its hatching process. Countless attacks bombarded the giant cocoon, weakening its strength before it was born.

Not only the ring warlocks of the church, but even the witch, the phoenix, and Sister Devlin participated in the battle—Shad recognized the fireball in the sky. The power of the fifth era and the fire of the mountains bloomed with brilliance that should not have appeared in this era, and fought against the last enemy with mortals.

Sister Devlin flew in the air out of thin air, her right hand was still [Ash] with flames attached, while her left hand was a black sickle derived from the power of the Chosen One. Iluna, holding the [Night Watchman] in her hand, rode a translucent spirit horse and flew in the air, with the bone whistle hanging around her neck.

The life ring on the back of Professor Pigman, the principal of St. Byrence, the "Silver Keeper", turned into a silver color. The high-ring thaumaturgy [Silver Key] opened the taboo space, and the invisible big hand protruding from the void crushed the turquoise carrion tentacles protruding from the cocoon.

But instead of fighting wholeheartedly, he observed the city and mountains subtly, as if expecting something.

Inside and outside the narrow room, inside and outside the city, up and down the mountain, the fire seemed to light up in every corner at this moment, and the four elements of spiritual light illuminated the parish of Fort Midhill. The time was about to reach twelve midnight, and the battle finally came to its most intense and final moment.

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