Even though he was pushed to the ground by the pedestrians on the street, the young man in white did not panic at all.
As the propagator of the holy light and the commander of the Kingdom of Heaven's conquest of the myriad worlds, he had countless legends about him and had seen a lot of storms.
He stood up silently and patted off the dust on his body. His eyes were cold and calm as he sized up everything around him.
"Is this an illusion or …"
He analyzed and felt, even the movement of the air did not escape his eyes.
However, this instinctive and clear perception of the surrounding environment was now incomparably sluggish. The young man in white frowned. He felt like he was covered in a thick layer of membrane, isolating him from the world.
The pedestrians on the street were still the same, and the voices were still loud. People were coming and going, but he had been standing on the spot for a long time.
"The Supreme Order …"
The authority of the Kingdom of Holy Light that he had activated countless times also did not respond … After a few more attempts, the young man in white stopped his meaningless actions.
He was still calm.
He instinctively did not believe that everything he had was taken away from him, and it was taken away in a split second.
"The legend is gone?" The young man in white muttered, "My legend will not disappear … Even if only one child knows of my existence, I will still return."
He slowly heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the saint's residence high up in Freedom City. Instinctively, the young man in white had a thought.
However, he did not turn into light and leave as usual. He was still standing on the spot … The young man in white frowned.
He remained silent.
After a moment of silence, he chose to walk.
Don't panic!
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…
Everyone gathered in a large, simple house.
Dinner was ready. The children sat down at a big dining table in an orderly manner under Sister Selian's command.
"Tonight, we have two guests …" Sister Selian introduced the guests to the children of the Welfare Institute.
Sister Celia was introducing the guests of the orphanage to the children. There were far more children here than they had imagined. Other than Kelly and Diona, who they had already met, there were thirteen other children.
The oldest among them was around 14 or 15 years old, and the youngest was around 5 years old.
"Let us be thankful for tonight's dinner." Miss Nun concluded and took the lead in praying with her hands clasped together.
Looking at the children praying attentively in front of the food, Miss Maid leaned towards Boss Luo and whispered, "Master, just now, your HP dropped rapidly …"
Boss Luo knew that he couldn't hide it. Of course, he didn't intend to hide it.
Therefore, as a maid who could manage part of his time, it was easy for her to detect it.
"I bought some expensive items," Boss Luo smiled and said casually, "Also, I haven't reached the warning line yet."
Miss Maid suddenly showed a puzzled look.
However, he soon returned to the arena … although the master's time was evaporating quite rapidly.
But it wasn't the limit. Was it really as Master had said?
Still at the safe level.
The true limit of operation?
Only when the owner reversed time and met the previous owner in the past.
However, to require the master's Time to drop to such an extent … to do something?
Obviously, it wasn't casual.
While she was deep in thought, under the table?
Boss Luo quietly grabbed Miss Maid's hand.
Boss Luo blinked and smiled, "It's disrespectful to the host to be absent-minded during the meal."
"Sorry for my rudeness." Miss Maid nodded slightly.
At this time, the nuns and the children had finished praying before the meal … So?
Under the children's expectant eyes?
Mr. Assaches picked up the spoon and tapped on the cup lightly. He smiled and said, "You can start eating, children."
…
…
"Stop! This place is not open to the public! "
In front of the door of the Saint's residence, the guard's loud voice sounded in the ears of the young man in white … The young man in white couldn't help but frown.
He was used to being unscrupulous and free in the Holy Light Kingdom.
He couldn't adapt for a moment.
But he did lose the ability to manifest the Holy Light … Mortals couldn't just look at him directly?
They could even touch him easily.
His years of cultivation didn't make him angry in this situation?
Facing the guard's obstruction, the young man in white said indifferently, "I'm here to look for someone.
Please inform Gerabelle.
Mi 'er wants to see her. "
"Mi 'er?" The guard was stunned subconsciously.
Seeing the guard's expression at this time?
The young man in white thought of something, "Have you heard of my name?"
The guard shook his head directly, "No … But you want to see Miss Angel Gerabelle?"
The young man in white nodded calmly.
"Wait a moment," the guard said quickly.
This was due to the general good relationship between humans in the Holy Light Kingdom — especially those who worked in the Saint's residence, which was like a holy place, their moral character was naturally more noble.
They wouldn't make things difficult for anyone and would even try to respond to reasonable requests.
The white-clothed youth patiently waited for a moment, and the gate guard who went to report quickly returned. Moreover, he wasn't the only one … There was also a beautiful woman in the night, who was as beautiful as the bright moon. She also slowly walked over.
This woman was none other than Angel Grabbe.
In front of the door of the Saint's residence, the young man in white stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking extraordinary … Seeing Angel Gerabelle, the young man in white seemed to have a touch of relief on his face.
"Miss Angel, this is the person who wants to see you," the guard said quickly at this time.
Angel Gerabelle glanced at the young man in white and nodded. She waved her hand and said, "Got it. I'll deal with it. Go back to your post, dedicated sir."
It was an honor to be praised by an angel … The guard looked a little excited, and it was obvious that his mood hadn't calmed down.
Angel Gerabelle didn't care about this. She just walked slowly to the young man in white and said indifferently, "It's you who wants to see me?"
The young man in white subconsciously felt something wrong, and this feeling immediately turned into uneasiness.
"Who are you? Why do you know my existence?" Angel Gerabelle's eyes were like torches, "The guard who reported you said you called yourself Mi 'er?"
"You …" The young man in white was silent for a while, and his throat suddenly became dry, "Haven't you heard of it?"
Angel Gerabelle shook her head and said indifferently, "I won't forget any name I've heard, but I really haven't heard of this name … No matter who you are, since you know I'm here, it means that things are not very simple. Tell me your intention, strange guy. "
"I'm …" The young man in white suddenly took a step forward.
"Stop!" The next moment, Angel Gerabelle had already shouted in a low voice.
At the same time, an invisible force turned into a wall, blocking the young man in white's footsteps — For the first time in his life, he was stopped by such a weak force.
However, although he knew that this was only a weak holy power, it was like a fierce beast blocking the road for the young man in white at this time … He was stunned for a moment, and his mind was blank.
All the doubts, uneasiness, and even the fear that he didn't want to admit after calming down all the way here burst out at this time!
As if a terrible hole was torn in the depth of his soul, all the uneasiness and fear rushed out instantly, almost drowning his consciousness!
"How dare you!" Overwhelmed by the uneasiness and fear, the young man in white lost control and shouted angrily, "I'm [Saint Mi 'er]! The grand master who rules the Heavenly Kingdom! "
Usually, at this time, the situation would change. Usually, at this time, the entire world would be shaken by his rage … Usually, at this time, the endless Holy Light would suppress all resistance.
Usually, at this moment …
Nothing happened.
At this moment, Angel Gerabelle opened her eyes slightly. After a moment of absent-mindedness, a trace of anger appeared on her face, and she shouted in a low voice, "Sinner!"
Instantly, the power of the holy light forced the young man in white to kneel down!
"I've never heard of [Saint Mi 'er]!" Angel Gerabelle said with slight anger, "The grand master who rules the Heavenly Kingdom is [John], the disciple of the Holy Son! But who are you? With this crime of blasphemy, the flame of the holy light should purify you! "
This Angel Gerabelle seemed to be really angry. With a wave of her hand, a materialized holy light flame appeared in her palm, and then it bounced onto the young man in white.
The moment the holy light flame burned, the young man in white was afraid that this would be the first time he felt the pain of his soul being burned by the flame.
After a moment of absent-mindedness, he howled fiercely because of the terrible pain that accompanied it!
"What happened?"
At this moment, a light beam descended, and then a man in coarse clothes slowly walked out of the light … Seeing this, Angel Gerabelle quickly lowered her head.
The man in coarse sackcloth said slowly, "Gerabe, I can hear you calling for me. You should know that I'm guarding the birth of the [Heart of Freedom] with the other supreme beings of the Seven Capitals. "
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency!" Angel Gerabelle said in fear, "I didn't mean it. It's just that this person …"
She glanced at the young man in white who was being burned by the holy light flame.
Other than letting out a wail when he was burned by the flames, this white-clothed youth was actually enduring the pain … He was even enduring the burning of the Holy Light flames without uttering a single sound. At some point, he had even stood up.
What a strong willpower!
"John!"
It was the hoarse voice of the young man in white.
"How dare you —!" Angel Gerabelle instantly stopped.
The man in coarse clothes waved his hand, signaling Angel Gerabelle to be quiet. He even waved away the burning holy light flame on the young man in white.
The man in the rough robes looked at the white-robed young man with a calm gaze. He thought for a moment and said, "I can see endless anger, fear, pain, and hope for me in your eyes … Tell me what happened to you, poor child. What do you want me to do for you?"
Although the holy light flame was extinguished, the young man in white's clothes had been burned into rags … He had many burns on his body, and his handsome face looked abnormally horrifying.
"John, it's me … Mi 'er."
"Mi 'er?" The man in coarse clothes pondered and then shook his head. "Tell me, how do you want me to react to this name?"
"Even you …" The young man in white looked at the man in coarse clothes in disbelief and took two steps back in fear … Suddenly, he yelled, "Impossible! Everything! "
"Be quiet." The man in coarse clothes waved his hand.
However, the young man in white didn't quiet down. He even burst into chaotic laughter and turned around without caring about the wounds on his body, staggering out of the Saint's residence.
Seeing the figure of the white-clothed youth stagger away, the man in coarse linen clothes revealed a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"My Lord, why did you let him go … We don't know where he came from, and we don't know his intentions. It's very strange!" Angel Gerabelle said hurriedly.
The man in coarse clothes shook his head and said, "I felt pain from him. I saw a soul that needed to be saved. Perhaps it's because of the effects of the [Saint Fall] that he's currently in a state of extreme confusion. Perhaps he doesn't even know who he is. "
"I'll go and catch him," Angel Gerabelle said directly.
"No need." The man in coarse clothes shook his head and said, "A person who is lost in his own heart's maze is the same no matter where he is … Now, I don't want to be distracted. If there's nothing important, don't call for me. "
After saying that, the man in coarse clothes turned into a ray of light and flew into the night sky.
Angel Gerabelle was stunned. She shook her head and looked at the mountain road down from the Saint's residence. She could vaguely see the wretched figure and the intermittent crazy voice.
She carefully recalled the name Mi 'er. She had never heard of it before.
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…
It was a pleasant dinner.
After the meal, Mr. Assaches had to return to the Rose Mansion. He had been out for a long time.
Sister Selene sent the boss of Arthachis and the other two guests out of the door.
"Thank you again, Mr. Luo, You Ye," Sister Selean said gratefully.
Boss Luo smiled and said, "We are also grateful for your hospitality … I hope this place can accept more children who can't pray."
Sister Selean's expression changed slightly. She instinctively looked at Assaches.
"Mr. Luo is not an outsider. It's fine." Mr. Assaches shook his head.
Sister Selean heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Be careful on the road."
She stood outside the door and watched the three of them disappear at the end of the street. Sister Selean heaved a sigh of relief. She still had a lot of work to do at night.
The orphanage's financial situation had always been bad. She had already agreed to a part-time job selling drinks at night.
She turned around and went into the house.
However, the moment she turned around, she heard some strange noises behind her. She instinctively turned around and saw a figure slowly walking towards her in the dark.
Sister Selean was stunned.
The figure suddenly fell to the ground … and fell at the entrance of the orphanage.
Sister Selean was shocked. She quickly went forward to help the person up. However, she realized that the person was a person with many burns on his body.
"Mister, mister? Are you okay? How are you?! "
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PS1: Thank you for Boss Wutong's cuteness … I don't have any good poses anymore. You can do it. =
PS2: (0/1)
PS3: As usual.
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