sinovels Chapter 44 Illusion
Chapter 44 Illusion
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The team of the Knights of Light was mighty, and they set off in full outfit and left the Holy Court.
The knights walking in the front are all wearing gorgeous and light mithril armor, engraved with light formations on the armor, taking into account a certain degree of defense while maintaining beauty.
Behind the knight are eight white horses pulling the carriage side by side.
The whole body of the horse is white, and there is no variegated color on its body. The soft mane has been braided into a ponytail by careful believers, and there are crystal clear gems hanging below it.Even the reins she wears are hidden with strands of gold thread, making a crisp "jingle" sound when she walks around.
The horses pulling the carts are all so exquisitely dressed, not to mention the carriage behind them.
The size of the carriage was about the same as a room, and the windows were inlaid with transparent glass. The windows were bright and clean, and the figures were reflected clearly.
There are expensive magic stones inlaid all around, and when the wheels are turning, the carriage walks on the ground without even a little vibration.
The window is pushed open.
The black-haired boy poked his head out of it and looked out curiously.
The maid following the carriage heard the movement and reminded nervously: "My lord, there is nothing I can do."
The saint is the facade of the Holy Court of Light, and she must maintain a sacred and elegant posture at all times. When she appears on the stage, people want to kneel down and praise the greatness of the light.
In a word, it is - carrying.
You have to put on a show all the time.
The saints in the past have done this very well, perfectly serving as a facade decoration and becoming a great embellishment of the God of Light.
There has never been a saint like Lin Qiao, who made rude actions at every turn. If others saw it, the illusion of the saint would be shattered.
Facing the maid's secret dislike, Lin Qiao didn't care at all, raised her eyebrows, and asked knowingly, "Am I a saint, or are you a saint?"
The maid froze for a moment, lowered her chin: "Of course you are the saint."
Lin Qiao leaned halfway in front of the window, and suddenly realized: "So I am the saint..." He changed his subject, and his eyebrows became sharp, "I thought you were a saint before, otherwise, how could you understand so well? What should the saint do?"
Maid: "I..."
Lin Qiao: "Since I am a saint, everything I do is what a saint should do, do you understand?"
Lin Qiao: No one knows the saint better than me.jpg
The maid wanted to refute, but she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Lin Qiao waved her hand: "Others, wait for you to become a saint before pointing at me."
maid:"……"
After getting rid of the annoying maid, Lin Qiao finally had time to look outside.
The team of the Knights of Light is very long.
In addition to the bright knights, there are also some reserve knights. No matter what kind of knights, they must have spare horses, attendants who take care of the horses, and blacksmiths who repair weapons... The team suddenly became bloated.
Because of the characteristics of the Holy Court of Light, a group of people were all wearing white clothes and armor. At a glance, they were blinded by the vast expanse of whiteness.
Lin Qiao blinked and squeezed out two crystal clear tears.
He was about to close the window and retreat into the carriage to rest.
At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes outside the window.
Look to where the sound came from.
The knight's figure is straight, with broad shoulders, and the mithril armor pattern on his body is particularly unique, and there is a bright luster flowing between his movements.
Even the white horse on the crotch is different, with a translucent crystal horn on its head, it is obviously of unicorn blood.
The knight reined in the reins and stopped beside the carriage.Raising his head, the helmet lifted up, revealing a strand of bright golden hair.
Andy asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Lin Qiao: "I'll just take a look, there's nothing wrong..."
Andy's face was calm, and his eyes fell on Lin Qiao.
Probably because of being outside, Lin Qiao didn't wear the saint's signature skirt, but changed into an ivory white robe, with a string of thin golden chains hanging from her shoulders, and finally gathered on a gemstone on her chest .
The jaw line is more delicate and delicate, and the skin is pure white and radiant.
Andy's pupils sank, and nothing could be seen on his face, but the white horse underneath felt the restlessness of its owner, moved its hooves uneasily, and spewed a hot gas from its nose.
Lin Qiao felt that Andy was a little weird, so he quietly avoided the gaze: "What's the matter with you?"
Andy knew that he shouldn't pay so much attention to Lin Qiao, but when he saw the figure behind the window, he couldn't help approaching him.
He tightened the reins, and said in a low voice, "I'll come and have a look."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Andy: "..."
The two looked at each other, only to realize that they seemed to have been talking nonsense.
Andy turned his face to the side and coughed lightly, as if he was hiding something: "There is still a long way from the abyss here, if something happens, you can ask someone to come to the front of the line to find me."
Lin Qiao: "...Oh."
Andy didn't know what to say next, so he said stiffly: "That's it." Then he tightened the rein and left silently.
Not two steps out, I heard the sound of closing the window behind me.
He looked back.
The windows of the carriage were closed tightly, and the black-haired boy was no longer seen.
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The Holy Court of Light is far away from the abyss.
The team of the Knights is bloated, and every time they pass through a town, they have to stay overnight in the local church, so the speed of the march is not fast.
Lin Qiao met many scenery along the way.
A big noble who has a big belly and spends a lot of money just to get the gift of the God of Light.
There are slaves who are naked, skinny, unable to afford food, and can only wait for death by the side of the road.
There are poor girls who are slandered as witches and hung on the gallows, and there are also greedy people who are entangled by demons and turned into ghosts...
For some people, Lin Qiao would choose to ignore them, while for others, he would choose to lend a helping hand.
He rejected the flattering nobles and rescued the slaves who were considered lowly.
Proved the innocent girl's innocence, and let the greedy people get their due price.
mercy kindness.
But without abusing it all.
Andy looked at what the black-haired boy was doing, his eyes darkened.
Someone was whispering nearby.
"It's really indecent, how can you refuse a nobleman's request?"
"The saint went to save a lowly slave, she is simply willing to degenerate!"
"My lord, you should stop the saint's behavior, and then teach her well..."
As soon as Andy raised his hand, all the voices fell silent.His eyes were cold, he swept across the group of people, and said calmly and coldly: "I was once a slave too."
This is nothing to deny.
In the past, he would regard the status of a slave as a stain.But now he stood tall enough that those people would tout a blemish as a compliment.
Because of this experience, he understands slaves better.
Everyone thinks that slaves are more first-class creatures, despicable, stupid, unable to communicate, and only the whip can make them obedient.
This is a lie.
If the slave is really like this, how did he stand here and become the Holy Son of the Holy Court of Light?
Because of Andy's attitude here, the others immediately changed their posture, from contempt to flattery.
"You are truly worthy of being a saint."
"With such kindness, even slaves can benefit from the God of Light."
"We should also learn from Lady Saint..."
Lin Qiao also heard these gossips, but he didn't take them seriously. After helping a poor civilian who was injured and sick, he got into the carriage directly.
He was thinking of the people in Liberty Village.
After he and Arthur disappeared, what would happen to those people, would they be displaced again?
However, since the goddess of the moon has invented the text to recognize the existence of this country, she dare not go back on her word for a while.
Besides, the Moon Goddess is busy swallowing the legacy of the God of Knowledge, and before digesting those believers, she has no time to trouble these people.
What's more, the lord of the abyss is still there, no matter what, the goddess of the moon dare not be the first to stand out.
Lin Qiao felt a little relieved.
With the space to survive, those people should be able to find a way out in the cracks.
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After some twists and turns, the group finally approached the abyss.
Seeing the familiar ghost fog forest again, Lin Qiao actually had a feeling of "going home".
The dark wind blew, and the dead branches swayed like ghosts.
The fog in the forest was so thick that not even the radiance of the God of Light could dispel it.
Andy walked in the front, giving orders in a low voice.
Soon, a group of priests came over.They walked at the front of the team, talking plausibly, and clusters of bright white light appeared one after another, barely illuminating the way ahead.
The movement was a bit loud, Lin Qiao opened the window and looked out, and found something was wrong.
According to the route in memory, after entering this road, it didn't take long to see a dilapidated and decaying castle.
That is the residence of the Skinning Witch, who lays illusions to lure passers-by to come and peel off their skins to keep her youth forever.
At that time, as soon as Lin Qiao left the abyss, he had a face-to-face meeting with the Skinning Witch. It can be said that he was very impressed, and he could never remember it wrong.
But now there is a fog in front of me, and I can't see anything clearly.
Not to mention the castle, even the road is gone.
To make matters worse, the original gray fog was just flowing quietly, but when the light element came out, the fog seemed to go crazy, wriggling and devouring the light.
There were even people who were accidentally dragged into the gray mist and disappeared without a sound.
Strange things happened one after another.
"Mom...Mom, why are you here? It's dangerous here, come here!"
"Ai Li, why did you marry someone else? I've been waiting for you..."
"Grey! My brother! I didn't mean to leave you in the World of Warcraft Forest, I'm sorry..."
At this moment, they saw their mother who had been dead for many years, their childhood sweetheart who had been married for many years, and their teammates and brothers who had been betrayed by their own hands...
All of them were in the gray mist, waving and smiling at them.
These people were in a trance, regardless of the dissuasion of others, and insisted on walking into the fog.
Others wanted to chase, and Andy snapped: "Don't go!"
He pulled out the holy sword and slashed down with all his might.
Shine——
An arc fell.
The mist shook and dispersed slightly.
At least dozens of people entered it just now, but now they can't see a figure, as if they have completely disappeared from this world.
The light flashed by.
The gray fog swept in again, more rampant than before.
Andy blocked the sword of light in front of him: "The abyss... came alive."
Lin Qiao leaned against the window, staring straight into the depths of the gray mist.
He also saw a figure in the gray mist.
That figure was tall and straight, with wings on its back, its scales gleaming, and a snake-like cold and thick tail hovering behind it, raised high.
He was hidden in the mist, his red hair was flamboyant, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Only one pair of pupils stood up, flowing with a biting golden light.
Cold and heartless.
Even the darkness bows down before Him, not daring to overstep.
This is... the man who appeared in Lin Qiao's dream.
Lin Qiao had the urge to jump off the carriage and chase after him, but before he could do so, the brilliance of the sacred sword fell first.
His vision blurred, and the man had disappeared.
Andy's majestic voice came from next to his ears: "Don't move, this is the Misty Banshee."
In the mist, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.
If there is not, if it is near or far.
Like a small hook, it tightly caught everyone's attention.
Immediately, a weak-minded person showed an ugly face, with a dazed face, and wanted to leave the team.
Seeing this, Andy held the hilt of his sword in front of him.The light of the sword blade flowed, and a little cold light emerged from the tip of the sword.
"Eternal light—"
A beam of sunlight fell straight down, blasting away the nearby fog and enveloping everyone in the team.
The believers put their hands together and chanted carols.
In the loud singing, all the obscurity and chaos are dispelled.
The halo flows.
A translucent mask is formed, like an upside-down glass bowl.
The bewitched person woke up, narrowly escaped death, and broke out in a cold sweat.
These light knights have always been arrogant, and in their hearts, they don't take the abyss seriously at all.
As a result, even the abyss has not been reached yet, and hundreds of people have been lost just at the periphery.Their arrogance turned into fear, and their faces were ashen, trembling.
Andy glanced at these people and caught the look in his eyes.
Without even seeing the enemy's face, most of the morale has been let down first. I am afraid that the team will disperse before reaching the abyss.
With a thought in his mind, Andy said loudly: "The others stay where they are, the first team of the Knights, and go out with me to drive away the Misty Banshee."
"Yes!"
A column of cavalry was separated from the ranks.
Andy was at the forefront of the team, with his head held high, like a sharp knife, piercing fiercely into the fog.
There was a turmoil in the mist, and a mournful cry came from it.Then, the sound of horseshoes approached, and with a "shua", a figure fell heavily to the ground.
It was a gray woman with disheveled hair, sunken cheeks, and a chilling nervousness.
She supported the ground with one hand, raised her slender neck, and let out a short and weird whistle.
It was as if she was calling her companions to come and rescue her.
Da da--
Andy came out of the fog: "This is the Misty Banshee, who uses the fog to drive away her prey."
As he spoke, he pulled out the sacred sword and swung it down.
The Mist Banshee screamed, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared under the sacred light.
After the Misty Banshee died, the surrounding fog cleared, and a way forward could be vaguely seen.
Andy sheathed his sword, his figure was still straight, and even the hair on his forehead was not messy: "Go on!"
The root cause of the disturbance has been resolved.
The team regained their composure and continued to set off.
Lin Qiao leaned against the carriage and looked sideways outside.
The gloomy forest is constantly retreating, and the road ahead has been very calm. It seems that the weird fog just now is just an innocuous episode.
Lin Qiao's fingers bent unconsciously, tightly gripping a corner of the clothes.
He was a little uneasy.
He always felt that there was a gaze watching him from the dark.
That gaze was cold and dark, like a snake, staring greedily and intently at the back of his neck, lurking tightly in the dark, ready to show its sharp fangs at any time, and devour the prey whole.
Thinking of this scene, Lin Qiao's back felt tight.
Especially the tender meat on the nape of the neck seemed to be licked-licked by a cold snake letter, and there were waves of trembling sensations.
Lin Qiao pursed the corners of her dry lips, trying to find the source of her gaze, but every time she opened the window and went out, she could only see the thin mist and the shadow of the tree behind the mist.
It seemed that all of this was his hallucination.
No one was watching him.
No one... coveted him.
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