"Anlina!"
"Anlina? What's wrong with you today? "
The middle-aged nun found something strange. She turned around and looked at the girl who was stiff in place. She wondered, "Why do you feel weird today? Are you not feeling well? "
The girl named Anlina raised her head. Her smile was a little stiff, and her face was slightly pale. She quickly followed up and said with a forced smile, "No … No! Maybe I'm really not feeling well today. "
Just now.
She felt a strong spiritual power. The Sons of Fear could sense each other. The closer the distance, the stronger the perception between the two sides.
This bloodline ability made it convenient for the Sons of Fear to kill each other!
The girl felt a powerful force, more powerful than any Son of Fear. Just at the moment of contact, she felt cold all over, as if she was being stared at by a ferocious monster. Deep in her heart, she wanted to escape because of fear. But she didn't want to run away or fight, so she concentrated on passing on her goodwill as much as possible. She didn't know if the other party felt it. Anlina was still a little uneasy because she knew that it was difficult for her to get along with these brothers and sisters as a Son of Fear.
There weren't many Sons of Fear left in the material plane.
Most of the powerful Sons of Fear had died in the hands of the Vampiric Son of Fear, and the rest were Sons of Fear like her. Because she hadn't killed other brothers and sisters, and her own strength wasn't strong enough, she was easily ignored by people. For a long time in the past, she lived in seclusion in a monastery in the mountains, and the church of the Silvermoon Lady protected her. She was a kind-hearted girl. She didn't want to kill or see death. During the time when she was shrouded in the power of Fear, the most common thing she did was to pray to the Silvermoon Lady.
Maybe it was fate.
Among countless believers, the Silvermoon Lady finally heard her prayer. Feeling the purity of her heart and the piety of her faith, the Silvermoon Lady turned her into her own patron.
She had the blessing of the Silvermoon Lady!
This was the first time she had traveled so far, but she didn't expect to meet other Sons of Fear in the end.
The group arrived in front of a big house.
The middle-aged nun came to Lonely City this time to ask for help. They needed to borrow some books and documents from the scholars of Lonely City to find out a very important thing.
The Solitary City rarely lent out books, but the scholars did not object to others coming over to read them.
With the power of the Church of the Silver Moon, it was easy for them to obtain the right to read it. At the same time, they received the proper arrangements from the scholars. This time, the middle-aged nun only brought her out to see the outside world. After a large number of books and documents were sent over, the group of them began to quickly flip through them. They needed to find out the ins and outs of an item, and because it was too old, it might take a lot of time.
The delicate and pretty girl was somewhat uneasy!
After dinner, she returned to her room while the others continued to flip through the information in the hall.
In the blink of an eye, night had fallen.
She didn't know why, but An Lina just couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned. Just like that, she dragged on until dawn. Suddenly, a muffled explosion came from outside.
Immediately after, there was a flash of fire!
Angelina got up alertly and went to the window to look outside. The guards of Solitude City were hurrying over, and the priests and Spell Casters of the Church of Lore were approaching at high speed.
The size of the explosion was very small!
It seemed to be controlled by someone as it didn't affect other streets. However, as the core area of the explosion, a house was almost razed to the ground. An Lina's heart skipped a beat because she suddenly realized that the location of the explosion was the place where she felt something was wrong for the first time today. She could faintly hear the sounds of the Solitary City guards evacuating the crowd, and the panicked shouts of some civilians.
"Devil! … "
"Devil! Prepare for battle! … "
"Clang."
The door of the room was suddenly knocked open. The middle-aged nun rushed in and glanced at her. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, "An Lina!? Are you okay? What's wrong? Why didn't you respond when I called you several times? "
The girl was distracted.
At this time, she was a little at a loss, "I … I … I didn't hear it just now! … "
The middle-aged nun couldn't help but sigh.
She quickly handed a badge made by a priest to An Lina, and then seriously instructed, "Don't go out! There are Fear cultists outside causing trouble! There are also traces of devils! "
"Stay here."
"I'll take some people out to see the situation."
Lady Silvermoon was the backbone of the good faction. Her priest naturally couldn't sit back and watch the devils destroy. These Abyss Devils acted without scruples, and they might hurt many innocent civilians.
Soon.
The middle-aged nun left with a few people, while An Lina stood by the window in a daze. Her intuition told her that what happened tonight was related to what she felt during the day.
A faint breeze brushed past.
All of a sudden.
An Lina noticed that a figure had appeared outside her window. Under the bright moonlight, a girl wearing a pure white princess dress appeared in front of An Lina. Her skin was as fair as milk, and she looked like a fallen angel. The other party looked at An Lina with a smile that was not a smile. An Lina was shrouded in an indescribable fear, making it difficult for An Lina to breathe. An Lina was very sure of one thing. If the other party wanted to kill her, it would only take a blink of an eye.
"Tsk tsk."
Accompanied by a faint magic aura, the little angel-like girl appeared in An Lina's room. The other party might only be in her teens. She was looking at An Lina with an unfriendly gaze, muttering to herself, "She's really weak!"
"Such a person shouldn't be a threat to us, right?"
"Should we kill her?"
For a moment, An Lina felt cold all over. She wanted to shout but couldn't speak. She could only look at her with a frightened and pleading gaze.
A moment ago, she was like a little angel, but at this moment, she felt like the other party was a little devil.
"Hee hee."
The cute little girl suddenly laughed like flowers blooming in spring. Then she muttered to herself, "Lillian! You're being naughty again! Don't scare her! … "
"Hello."
"My name is Vivian. I'm a Son of Fear like you. Maybe we should be considered sisters. "
A fair and tender little hand stretched out in front of An Lina. She shook it a little, but her body was still trembling slightly. She whispered, "My name is An Lina."
The little girl in front of her chuckled and said slowly, "Don't worry."
"We won't kill you."
"Today, we're just here to see if you're a threat to us."
An Lina quickly shook her head and said with a trembling voice, "No. I don't want to get involved in those conflicts. I don't want to get involved in those disputes. I just want to be a good nun and live a quiet life. "
"I know them."
"But I'll never be like them! … "
The little girl in front of her seemed to be deep in thought. Then she let out a crisp laugh, waved her hand, and disappeared, leaving only a clear childish voice, "I understand."
"Nice to meet you! Sister An Lina! … "
"Stay away from all this."
"I hope you can find the peaceful life you want."
…
To a certain extent.
All the Sons of Fear were directly related by blood. It was just that cruel fate made them kill each other. According to the previous trajectory of fate, the little girl named An Lina should have died in the hands of the Witch of Fear – Lilian. But everything had been changed by Søren. Because of Vivian and Søren, the Witch of Fear – Lilian didn't completely fall into chaos and evil. When they met such a girl today, they chose to let her go.
If the Witch of Fear – Lilian wasn't strong enough when they met her, she would have been regarded as a possible threat.
If Vivian didn't obstruct or even interfere with her decision when they met her.
If Søren was already dead when they met her. The will of the Dread Lord had already affected her thoughts.
Then there was no doubt about it.
The little girl named An Lina would die in Lilian's hands because the power of the Sons of Fear came from killing each other. And this matter would also thoroughly enrage a powerful deity.
But.
Now, everything had changed. The trajectory of fate was really wrong.
…
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