Whispering Verse Chapter 795

There was silence on board, and everyone was thinking about their own problems. Priest Augustus suddenly raised his head, turned to look at the stern of the boat, at the depths of the water, and at the dark moon slowly falling into the water.

The old priest reminded hoarsely:

"Look back now and think of those who left, we can still see them. Try it"

As the ship moved forward, Shad, Priest Augustus, Iluna, and Sister Diveline all looked back.

There was a smile on the corner of the priest's mouth, and he nodded slightly to the young nun who was watching him from a distance:

"You are still so beautiful, but I am old."

Iluna raised her head and opened her mouth slightly, her eyes reflected the light of the dark moon, and under the dark moon were the captain and teammates who were killed by the silver-eyed man and the tomb robber Hawthorne. These are her teammates when she was training in the Holy See, standing together at this moment, waving goodbye to her.

"I'm doing fine now!"

There was no sadness on Iluna's face, she stood up and waved her right hand into the depths of death.

Sister Devlin's silver eyepatch reflected the moonlight, she folded her hands on her lap, and nodded slightly in respect:

"I will continue to pass on the flame and mission you passed on to me."

And Xia De stared blankly at the soul standing on the water, at Sparrow Hamilton under the moon.

The middle-aged detective, Carson Rick's ace spy grey-headed eagle, leaned on a cane in his right hand, and slightly pulled down the brim of his black deer hunting hat with his left hand. He wasn't in the terrible state before his death, but he looked quite like a gentleman. He raised his head slightly, shook his head regretfully at Xia De under the moonlight, then turned around and continued walking towards the depths of the water.

Xia De stared blankly at the figure going there. Detective Sparrow passed by another soul with the same color, and the soul stopped and turned to look at Xia De.

He has short, dry yellow hair, obvious signs of outward eyelids, and a thin figure. He wears a red glove on his right hand.

It was Ivan Darkness:

"I'll be waiting for you when it's all over."

There was a scarlet light in his right eye, and then he also turned around and walked towards Mingyue.

Xia De was in a trance for a while, then suddenly froze, thinking of something very important, he hastily called softly in his heart:

"Shad."

Without any soul looking back, the outlander did not see the ever, real, blind and ignorant Shade.

He stared at the departing soul, and suddenly, like Iluna, he also raised his hand and waved it towards the distance. Priest Augustus put down his pipe and waved back with a regretful expression, and even Sister Devlin did the same.

It was silent, everyone saw those who were missing, but no one tried to take them away together. It is enough to see him again, this is the difference between others and Joey Barton.

Cutting through the silvery silk-like water surface, only the balance in Iluna's hand exudes a faint light. The surroundings were extremely quiet, but no matter what, the distance between the beach and the boat was always the same, and they seemed unable to return to the distant shore.

"Is there something wrong with this?"

Iluna noticed this first, and asked softly.

Priest Augustus turned his head to look in front of the ship, not knowing what to do, and Sister Divelin shook her head slightly. Joey Barton and the revived Miss Marilyn Handel didn't care about this at all, while Shad moved from the position near the stern to the bow, standing on the boat and looking far away at the faint bonfire on the tidal flat.

After thinking about it for a while, even without "her" reminding, the answer naturally appeared in my heart:

"For our own selfish desires, we gave the dead a chance to be resurrected. Although some people paid the price for this, this is after all a breaking of the rules, so we can't go to shore. Yes, I understand, and the last step is needed."

Xia De turned to look at Iluna:

"Judge, please judge them now to confirm whether this resurrection complies with the rules."

Iluna nodded hesitantly, and stood up when Xia De sat down, holding the dark golden scale.

Everyone looked at her, which made the seventeen-year-old girl a little uncomfortable, but she still looked at Joey Barton and Marilyn Handel, and said clearly:

"In the name of the ancient **** [The Hanging Judge], I will give you a trial."

The boat glides quietly, the pale golden light and the silver light of the dark moon are so quiet:

"Joy Barton, for your own desires and obsessions, you are trying to break the balance of life and death. Assisting in the narrow gap between life and death has brought more deaths, disasters and victims to Fort Midhill, and may even lead to more Great disaster. Now, the old man took your bones, the nun burned your flesh, and the victor took your soul and gave you the possibility of resurrecting the dead."

Iluna took a deep breath:

"Saving your bones, throwing away your flesh, and giving up your soul can only make up for some of your faults. From now on, you and this lady will walk in this world bearing the curse of death. The Orthodox Church will be your enemy, The good will hate your existence. Do more good deeds to make up for your own mistakes; always repent and pray for those innocent souls. You bear the blood debt of Midhill Fort, which will be a sin that will entangle you all your life."

Joey Barton's transparent soul lowered his head:

"I accept your judgment. Before I come here again, I will be cursed and cast aside by all living beings. I will do many good deeds and make up for all my mistakes."

"Everything is mortal. What you are looking for is the process, but it will not change the result. Instead, it will make you bear the curse of your whole life."

Mr. Button paused:

"Yes, this is... the meaning of my life. Since I can't grow normally, and experience my life in the order of living people, then this is fine. After reaching the end for the first time, I will experience the second part with her under the curse. Life, even though we'll come back again eventually. But I still have her, and a memory, and that's what it means."

"What's the lady's name?"

Iluna nodded, and suddenly asked in a low voice. She didn't listen very carefully to Joey Barton's call on the water just now.

"Marilyn Handel."

Xia De reminded in a low voice, so Iluna coughed and said again:

"Marilyn Handel, the dead were not supposed to be brought back to life. Someone paid bone, flesh, and soul to allow you to walk again. You are therefore cursed with death and haunted by a sinful spirit, You can't get rid of it for a lifetime, until you come here again. Mortals are mortal, and this is your price for resurrection." Gu Hai

"I will be with him. He made a big mistake for me. It is my responsibility to walk with him and go the next step again."

She grabbed the hand of Mr. Button's soul, and the two looked at each other, speechless.

Iluna shook her head slightly, her tone was very serious:

"Bearing the curse of death, the soul of sin, but you have also touched the extraordinary, your soul is different. Death is staring at you, lady. Go and redeem those souls wandering in the world, this is yours. The road to redemption."

"yes."

"I see."

The living and the dead spoke at the same time. At the same time, Xia De saw a golden chain extending from the dark golden balance, tightly binding Joey Barton and Marilyn Handel together.

Priest Augustus, Sister Devlin, and Iluna also saw it:

"This is."

"The contract, from now on, they are sinners who bear the sin of death, and redeem the souls that have not left in the world in exchange for the relief of the curse. This is what I, as the chosen one who inherited the 'balance', give The result of their trial, I actually still have such power?"

Iluna also seemed to have just found out.

Everyone's stories seem great, and there's plenty to come for Joey Barton and a resurrected Marilyn Handel. But those stories probably have nothing to do with Xia De. But maybe many years later, he will find them who are old, who can never be separated, and listen to the stories that will eventually die.

"Is that all right?"

Iluna asked Xia De again in a low voice. Before Xia De could speak, he felt that the boat had hit something and shook slightly.

Everyone looked at the bow of the ship together, and before they knew it, they had already landed.

"I seem to understand something again."

Iluna patted her head:

"It's a strange feeling. I can use more balanced power. It turns out that the chosen ones use this method to tap the power of the chosen ones."

"Miss Bayas, this is a fair trial, and it's an eye-opener for me."

Priest Augustus praised, and Iluna lowered her head and smiled embarrassedly.

A group of people came to the shore from the small boat. Except for Xia De, the others returned to the tree kiss bonfire and sat by the fire. Xia De looked at the double-opened stone door. His time was short:

"The problem now is that the church's 'Scar of the Holy Tree' ceremony has sealed three passages, how do we go back."

He frowned and said.

Last time, he used the "key to the door" to open the lock, but this time there is a seal outside, and his state cannot compete against the door again:

"Priest, can you?"

"No, if we push the door open, it is equivalent to breaking the seal of the church. But don't worry, when the wave of resistance in Zaza is over and Zaza is temporarily stable again, we can force open the door again. Although that will also break the seal, But at least it won't lead to irreparable consequences. It seems that we will be missing for a few days."

said the priest, his face reddened by the flames, and the old priest was not very worried:

"If you are afraid that others will worry about you, my thaumaturgy [last words] can help you send some news. Yes, it's the same as me breaking into your dream."

"I must go back to Fort Midhill now, there are things only I can do."

Xia De held the red butterfly pendant that was shattered into two petals, and looked at Sister Devlin. The latter shook her head slightly, and then went to look at Joey Barton. He didn't pay attention to Xia De at all.

Xia De thought about it again, and asked again:

"Priest, what do you mean, if we forcibly open the door from the inside to the 'outside', it will damage the ceremony, so what about opening the door from the outside?"

"No, there can be no more losses in the three channels."

The priest hastily denied it, but Shad didn't mean that:

"I mean, what if someone, from outside Midhill, opened the door to this place?"

Priest Augustus was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slowly:

"Then there's no problem. After all, only the narrow room in Middle Hill is problematic, and other areas are safe. However, apart from the three passages in Midhill Fort, is there any other way to easily get here in the material world? I didn't hear that." I said it"

"Of course, I'm on the other side of time, and I heard a librarian mention it. Oh, priest, use your thaumaturgy, I want to send last words to two people!"

Xia De said with a smile, really relieved. He also sat back by the campfire and warmed up with several other people. Iluna moved towards Shad carefully, looking happily at the flames in front of her.

"The original effect of thaumaturgy [last words] is to fulfill the wishes of the resident souls, allowing them to safely enter the dreams of those who miss them~www.mtlnovel.com~ or use water surfaces, mirrors and other methods to carry out the final We are all equivalent to the dead now, and it is easy to dream. However, it cannot be a dream in the Middle Hill area, and the Midhill Fort that is now shrouded in narrow spaces cannot be regarded as a normal world."

"It doesn't matter. The people I want to give the last words to are all in Tobesk. I hope I didn't disturb their night rest. It's already very late."

Shad said, and then looked at the others around the campfire:

"There's still some time before someone comes to rescue us. Let's make a statement now, ahem, I mean discuss the details of what happened here tonight."

He let out a long breath, and looked at the faces of everyone in the fire in turn:

"But the most important thing is the topic of the chosen ones. Resurrection can complete the ceremony after committing suicide in the narrow space. Now everyone here is actively stepping into death, so...the first candidate to leave here, just for real"

The fire shines on the living in death, and the brilliance of the dark moon shines on the ground and water. The epic of the sixth era has once again entered an important juncture, and this time, Shade can finally control the situation by himself.

Chapter end