"Let's go take a look too."
On the shore, Priest Augustus suddenly whispered, and Sister Divelin hesitated for a moment, then nodded:
"Also."
"But how are we going to get there?"
Iluna asked in a low voice, they couldn't touch the water. The old priest smiled and pointed aside:
"use this."
On the shoal, there was actually a dilapidated small wooden boat stranded, as if it would sink in the water. It lay quietly in the shadow of the campfire, as if it had always been here.
But Iluna was pretty sure that the ship would never exist until Shad's battle with Joy Barton was over.
"What's this?"
Surprised, she saw that Priest Augustus was trying to push the boat into the water and reached out to help. Remember the URL m.luoq
"The moon, defeated, dies."
The priest said with difficulty while pushing the boat into the water, and Sister Divelin immediately thought deeply:
"You are, in death, the moon defeating death head-on?"
"Yes."
The priest nodded, and together with Iluna, the boat slipped into the water without a sound.
"Sorry, I still don't understand what that means."
Iluna whispered, and the priest motioned her to carry Joy Barton's body onto the boat, and then continued to explain:
"The thirteen ancient gods have overlapping priesthoods."
"Yes, I know that."
"Most of the power of death is in the hands of the ancient **** [Ancient Death God]."
"Yes."
Iluna nodded again, dragging the corpse to the boat. Priest Augustus and Sister Devlin also boarded the boat one by one. Without any power, the boat swayed through the dense white shadows and headed for the distant Shad.
The priest took out his pipe and took a puff. Sister Devlin sat quietly aside, while Iluna held her own dark golden balance in the bow of the boat. The light of the balance was like a guiding light.
"But in the hands of the ancient **** of the moon, there is also some authority over death, and this round of the dark moon is the proof."
Priest Augustus said again, Iluna thought about it, and nodded again:
"so what?"
"So, now in the most real death, under the witness of thousands of souls, Shad who used the power of the moon defeated Joey Barton who used the power of death. Who was Joey Barton just now? Sorry , I don't really understand this, but they all use very pure power, and the duel venue is here again, which can be regarded as some kind of symbolic ceremony. gone."
He took a puff of smoke:
"I can't go into too much detail, but from now on, this ship will always be here, carrying the souls who can't go to the end even if they come here. It's a good thing that the rules of death have become more perfect."
Iluna still doesn't understand it very well, but since it's a good thing, there's no need to delve too deeply into it.
The boat left ripples like silk being cut open on the calm water surface, and they quickly came to Xia De in the boat, and the ripples at the stern of the boat disappeared after only spreading for a short distance. Xia De glanced at the ship suspiciously, thinking that it was created by Priest Augustus.
Many souls gradually passed by everyone, while Joey Barton endured the severe pain of the curse, and finally got up with difficulty.
He looked at the soul in front of him, at the transparent woman standing in front of him, and then reached out and hugged her:
"Marilyn, this time, I finally hold your hand."
Even though the pain that went deep into his soul made him almost unable to breathe normally, he still hugged the soul in front of him:
"Finally, finally found you, finally saw you again."
The woman showed a gentle smile, put her right hand around the big deformed boy in front of her, and gently stroked the top of his head with her left hand.
"Is this what you call love?"
Iluna whispered to the priest Augustus beside her.
In fact, she was closer to Sister Devlin, but the nun's cold look didn't seem to understand the meaning of love. Also, Iruna didn't think it was a good idea to ask the nun for advice on such matters.
"It should be."
The old priest sighed with emotion, watching this scene with a complicated expression on his old face.
"Don't leave me, come back with me. Please, come back with me."
Even though he was trembling because of the severe pain, Mr. Button still hugged her tightly and cried out in a crying voice.
He looked up at the woman's face, the woman smiled and shook her head slightly, but she refused.
Xia De didn't know what Mr. Barton was feeling at the moment, but he knew that there would be no more battles.
"Why, aren't you willing to go back with me? Why."
He couldn't stand still because of the pain, even though he was embraced by that gentle soul, he still slowly slid to the surface of the water. He knelt and sat there, looking at the person he dreamed of. The latter let go of his hand and looked at him tenderly.
Joey Barton knows that if this is still a farewell, then this time is the last one:
"Then let me go with you."
He held out his trembling hand to the woman.
The woman smiled softly again and shook her head, but she grabbed the thick deformed hands, then squatted down slightly, and hugged the big boy.
"oh!"
Iluna on the boat marveled softly. As countless white shadows passed by the two of them, the gray lines on Barton's body actually spread to the woman like a snake. Therefore, the woman's soul bears the curse of death, while the curse on Mr. Button's body is slowly disappearing.
"This is."
【She has absorbed the curse, and intends to bring the curse to the end. 】
"She" replied softly.
Gently straightened up and let go of his hand, Mr. Button, who was in tears, wanted to catch her, but he couldn't catch her no matter what:
"No, let me go with you."
The transparent soul is smiling softly, bathed in the light of the dark moon, and there is no sadness in her eyes. Open your mouth softly, the voice is very gentle:
"Put me in your heart and live well. You still remember me, so I didn't leave."
The corners of Xia De's eyes twitched, Priest Augustus shook his head, Sister Devlin remained expressionless, and Iluna's eyes were already a little red on the boat. An immature girl can't see this kind of story, especially if it happens right in front of her eyes.
"Remember, live well."
Softly giving the last blessing, while Mr. Button was lying on the water surface and crying loudly, the woman's soul turned around, and walked towards the huge dark moon at the end of the water along with the thousands of white shadows.
Xia De looked at those white shadows, thinking about something, but this story is really hard to sum up. Fortunately, someone spoke for him:
"Wait a minute, don't go yet."
The old priest knocked his pipe on the side of the boat, the woman's soul stopped, and everyone else looked at the old priest.
Rat Augustus drooped his eyelids and said in a deep voice:
"One, two, three, four, five people came in, and there must be five people who left. Joey Barton really can't leave with his soul, he must return to reality with us. Otherwise, his power will be attributed to death, and the fragile balance will also be broken .”
Xia De looked at the priest suspiciously, not knowing what he was trying to express by repeating this point.
"But you have done too many bad things, and too many people died because of you today, so I don't want you to come back to reality alive. Joey Barton, you have to pay the price for doing wrong things."
The priest looked at Joey Barton with a serious expression, and the latter nodded slightly tremblingly. Shade rarely saw this old man show such an expression.
"In order not to destroy the balance of life and death, the dead must not be turned into living people. But if you pay some price, you can exchange a powerful living person for a dead person."
The priest coughed and emphasized again:
"There are one, two, three, four, five people who come in, and there must be five people who leave, do you understand?"
Xia De raised his eyebrows, Iluna also had an expression of enlightenment, and Mr. Barton's eyes widened in disbelief:
"Can I be used in exchange for her rebirth? Can this also maintain the balance of life and death?"
"Generally, it's not allowed. This is also a resurrection of breaking the rules. But now the situation is special. If I am willing to help, it is possible."
The priest added:
"Of course, that's not a perfect resurrection. Moreover, your soul must leave with her and cling to her for life. Because she is not equivalent to you.
You are dead, a wandering soul. Until she dies again, you are qualified to go to the end, and you don't even have the qualification to take the initiative to end. And the curse of death, you will bear it together, and no one can get rid of it. That should be the best thing to do right now, you have to pay for what happened today, Joey Barton. "
Mr. Button tremblingly looked at the soul of Marilyn Handel:
"I can't let her bear the curse, no, I can't be so selfish, I can't"
"Sir, I would."
That gentle soul actually took the initiative to speak. She bowed slightly to Priest Augustus. The soul can reflect the essence of a person. She is indeed a very gentle and kind person.
"Ma'am, even if you want to, I don't want to."
The priest shook his head:
"Although I don't want Joey Barton to return to reality alive, resurrecting you is breaking the rules. Why should I help you?"
"What do you need?"
The woman's soul asked softly, and Priest Augustus did not raise any conditions, but looked at the soul that was watching them:
"Are you sure you want to do this? Ma'am, you will have the qualifications to walk alive again, but the price is that you will carry his heavy soul, you will be contaminated with the terrible curse of death, and even the resurrection is not complete, you will have more The sufferings. These sufferings need to be shared by you until you pay the price. This is fair to Joey Barton, but it is not fair to you. You have done nothing wrong."
The pure white soul of Marilyn Handel looked at Barton, who was limp there, and lowered his eyes slightly:
"Joy, are you willing to spend your whole life with me in this way, to make up for your mistakes with the good deeds of your life?"
Mr. Barton looked at her tremblingly, his eyes met, tears of soul ran down his cheeks, he nodded slowly:
"Marilyn, if you can still accept me like this, I am willing too. Use this life to make up for you and those who have been hurt."
The priest is not surprised by this result:
"Of course, I will help you, and you need to pay the price. Your [Initiation·Death] belongs to Xia De."
"no problem."
Mr. Button immediately said.
Xia De looked at the old priest, who blinked at him slightly, and then the priest asked seriously:
"In addition, you have to tell me, what method did the [Truth Society] use to suppress your reverse birth speed?"
"Hand bones, they peeled off my right arm, and replaced my hand bones with a white, shiny bone."
"I want your hand bones."
priest said.
"Can."
"Without the hand bones, even if you find a chance to be resurrected in the future, Reverse Life will kill you again."
the priest reminded.
"I see."
After receiving the answer, the priest first handed Shad a burnt feather from the ship, and asked it to be given to the woman's soul as a guarantee of resurrection. Afterwards, the priest pulled up the corpse of Mr. Barton, borrowed [Night Watchman] from Shad, and cut off the right arm of the corpse neatly:
"I can help you break some rules and exchange her with you. But if you want to be resurrected, you need to reshape your body and her original corpse. I can't do this."
"I can help."
Xia Dedao also asked Mr. Barton:
"Do you have her ashes with you?"
"Yes."
Mr. Button wiped the tears on his face, and nodded immediately:
"I always carry it with me."
"I can restore the ashes to a corpse, but you have to pay. I want a quarter of your soul. After you leave and die, I promise not to report you."
The cremation time of the corpse far exceeds the time that [Time Breath] can work. At the second ring, Xia De was able to restore the object for three months, and at the fourth ring, it had been raised to about ten months, but the cremation of the body was in 1848, and now it is 1853.
Fortunately, the spirit rune is soaked with divinity, so that the momentary power possessed by Xia De has not completely declined, and he can use the last power overflowing from the divinity to overcast spells. This is the last miracle before obtaining the next drop of divinity.
Mr. Button looked at him in surprise:
"this is OK."
"Missing a soul, which means"
"I see."
Shad looked at Priest Augustus:
"Can you help divide a quarter of his soul?"
"Of course, it's a trivial matter."
The priest pointed at him casually, and Mr. Button was not divided, but his soul became much more transparent. A more illusory Joey Barton appeared behind him, and was then brewed into blood by Shade's red wine bottle.
Joey Barton's soul was hit hard by the curse, and this was a voluntary dedication, so Shad's casting only took tens of seconds.
After taking back the wine bottle, Xia De also climbed into the boat, and dug out the ashes from Barton's body. Taking a deep breath, as the gray air flowed from the ashes into Shad's nostrils, the woman's body before cremation appeared on the boat. His face was painted with corpse makeup, and his body was dressed in cremation clothes.
Xia De put it down gently, and there were two corpses, a man and a woman, and they lay down in the boat.
No one asked Xia De what he wanted to do, and Xia De's face was a little ugly. He didn't use up all of Hongdie's power, but after that power was turned back into the pendant, the pendant actually cracked. Blood Brew was prepared for this, and because he had to get this Blood Brew, he promised not to report Joey Barton.
He needs to return to reality as soon as possible, the most dangerous action today is definitely not to defeat the person who has gone against life.
This night has only just begun.
The old priest continued:
"With the qualifications for resurrection, there is a corpse, but it is not enough. The soul and the corpse must overlap, but this is not resurrection, it is just a living dead, and some special power is needed. I will find a way."
The priest pondered, when Sister Devlin said:
"I can help and rekindle this lady's life with the primordial fire. But you will pay the price."
"What price."
Barton asked for the third time, and the nun said softly:
"Your corpse, I want your corpse, voluntarily turned into firewood."
"My corpse belongs to you."
"Without the corpse, you will completely lose the chance to be resurrected again. You will only be a lonely soul forever."
"I understand. Sister, this is the price I've done."
Sister Devlin nodded, holding her hands together, and the slender flame appeared again. The flames fell on Joey Barton's body and quickly burned it up, leaving only a bone whistle in the ashes. Then some sparks splashed onto the body of another woman, warming her body.
Not knowing if it was an illusion, Xia De felt that the fire in the nun's hands seemed to be stronger.
"What's this?"
Shad picked up the whistle curiously, and Mr. Button replied softly:
"The truth will be given to me. It seems to be related to the ancient gods. Sister, please sprinkle the ashes in this water, and let my body be with death."
It was only then that Xia De noticed that Joey Barton, who was originally still colored, now only had a transparent soul left.
The ashes from the burning corpse were carefully sprinkled into the water by Sister Devlin. The woman's soul, supported by Mr. Button's soul, stepped into the boat and overlapped with the corpse.
After waiting for a while, she opened her eyes, sat up, and hugged Mr. Barton, who was extremely weak due to the division of his soul. They were trembling, not only because of excitement ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but also because of that horrible curse.
But both of them had smiles on their faces, a smile in pain, and that smile came from the heart.
Xia De couldn't comment on this scene, but some people left and some returned, some paid the price, some were cursed, some regained their love, and some were willing to sacrifice. It is impossible to judge whether this is a tragedy or a comedy. Shade decided that after this matter is over, Tell Dorothy the story, Miss Writer will give the answer.
Now everyone has arrived on board, Joey Barton and Marilyn Handel embraced tightly, Priest Augustus looked at the severed arm while smoking a pipe, Sister Divelin turned her head to look at Mingyue, Ilu Na sat on the bow and looked at the balance in her hand, while Xia De put down his sword and looked at the sky.
The boat again silently cut through the star-like water surface, went retrograde with countless departed souls, and drove towards the tidal flat where the gate of death stood.
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