Bulwark of Light

Chapter 257 Death of the Apostle
"Hey……"

"Hey!!!"

This voice reverberated in the wilderness. It should have been transmitted far, far away, but at this moment it rebounded after touching an air barrier, and was condensed and compressed to gradually dissipate within an extremely narrow range...

Tie Wu felt deep despair.

In this wilderness, I am really like a ray of dispensable air.

This invisible barrier trapped him in a corner.

He can't do anything.

Tie Wu is very clear... Gu Shen, who is the master of the domain, can hear every word he says, and he can hear it very clearly.

But this guy just ignored him.

With that dazzingly beautiful girl, just sitting in the far distance of the wilderness that he couldn't reach, Shi Shiran sat down and began to appreciate the sunset... Is this something that humans can do?

The sunset scene on this wilderness is indeed extremely beautiful.

But Tie Wu didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate it.

He really wanted to know...after leaving the deep water area, Lao Qin's current situation.

He even wanted to know what kind of attitude the Tower of Source had towards Lao Qin.

So he called Gu Shen over and over again, after calling his name was useless.

He began an angry insult.

Still useless.

So it turned into a snarky shout.

Still useless.

Until Tie Wu's strength was exhausted...

So he began to harass in a low voice over and over again with great tenacity, he knew that Gu Shen could hear these voices, and he only hoped for a response.

Useless, all are useless.

That young man seemed to have made up his mind to ignore him until he made a final decision... and the video of the deep water area earlier was already considered a "gift".

Tie Wu sat slumped against the air barrier, he raised his head in a daze, the afterglow of the setting sun faded, and thousands of brilliant stars were reflected on the dome... Every twinkle of a star is a countdown.

As Gu Shen said.

His life is almost at the end.

Perhaps, this is the last night of my life?

……

……

Yes.

This is the last night of my life.

Qin Ye was detained in an airtight cell.

As the heavy door inlaid with mithril in front of him slowly closed, the world of the cell fell into absolute darkness.

Time had no meaning to him...it was only twenty hours anyway.

He understood exactly what Chu Yu said.

Because before today... such words were all said by him.

Unlike Chu Yu, Qin Ye would give the other party a chance to speak, to hear the last words of that poor fellow who was dying not far away... In his opinion, for a dying person, , always give some compassion.

This is very important.

But Chu Yu didn't ask about his last words...he didn't give himself a chance to speak.

Qin Ye knew that there was light outside the heavy mithril door that imprisoned him. If there was no [Holy Wood], and if he still had a token, then this door was nothing. It only took him one minute to get out of this cell. get away.

The premise is... the token still takes care of him.

After breaking away from the conversation in the deep water area, his mind flashed back uncontrollably.

again and again.

Back to Lions Lane ten years ago.

again and again.

Back to the scene of meeting Lu Cheng.

"..."

Qin Ye raised his head slowly, and the [Sumi] on his body began to flow slowly, and the remaining [Sumi] was mobilized by him with all his strength. In fact, it was a very weak extraordinary power, even if all If it is cohesive, it is impossible to penetrate the [Holy Wood], let alone the heavy mithril door in front of it.

I do not know how long it has been.

In front of Qin Ye, in the dark cell, was a tiny "drop of water" floating. The surface of this drop of water was smooth and round, like countless folded mirrors, reflecting the bright and breathtaking gloom. matte.

Qin Ye smiled with difficulty.

This is my... final strength...

"I thought I wasn't afraid of death..."

After uttering these few words, Qin Ye had no more strength to move.

He looked at the water droplet.

The memory in my mind is still flashing back, as if possessing an irresistible magic power.

And the words that kept flashing back were reflected in the depths of my memory thousands of times.

Mental flashback, instant cut, this is an unbearable pain.

Between the entanglement of life and death, Qin Ye chose to "get rid of it".

He closed his eyes.

The black drop of water flashed past.

"Bang"!
There was a rather thick explosion in the cell!

Like someone fired a shot—

The alarm sounded immediately.

The officer in charge of the detention arrived immediately, but out of caution...the mithril gate was not opened directly. The [Apostle] of the Tower of Origin was imprisoned here. Even if he lost his token, he was still an extremely dangerous person .

One minute later, Lu Nanjin and Zhou Jiren arrived, and under full alert, the Mithril heavy door slowly opened.

Everyone looked tense.

A ray of light shines in the cell...

Everyone's expression is very wonderful.

Lu Nanjin tightly gripped the palm of the knife handle, and slowly relaxed.

She stared blankly at the cell... What caught her eyes was the slowly spreading blood on the ground.

Immediately at the end of the darkness, there was a man in a windbreaker sitting on the iron wall, his eyes closed with a gloomy expression, his windbreaker was stained with thick blood, there was a smooth hole between his eyebrows, but the back of his head was blown by an unparalleled impact Open, blood poured down like ink.

"No one can stop an [Apostle] from ending his own life..." Zhou Jiren took out the token wrapped in layers of mithril. The acorn tree emblem that was shining all the time had completely lost its brilliance at this moment, becoming dim.

died.

Can't die anymore.

"It seems that he himself gave up his life." Mr. Tree looked at his disciple: "But in fact... it was the Tower of Origin who gave up on him."

Lu Nanjin didn't speak.

She just calmly looked at the blood spreading on the ground.

Gradually came to his feet.

As the teacher said before... Qin Ye will not leave the Tribunal alive, she is already prepared to desperately, if the Tower of Origin wants to protect the apostle from Dongzhou, then she will draw the sword in her hand and fight in secret After opening the heavy silver door, kill Qin Ye.

The long knife was still in its sheath.

This seems to be a good result.

But Lu Nanjin was not satisfied, she once again clenched the knife in her hand, and asked in a soft voice.

"Teacher...is it over?"

"……ended."

Qin Ye's death was a compromise made by the Tower of Origin.

The controversy that spanned the two continents, as well as a series of hidden facts in the case files, will disappear with Qin Ye's death.

All this is over.

Looking at the cell, Zhou Jiren said calmly: "If you give up... everything will be over. If you still want to draw your sword, want to avenge Lu Cheng, and kill the real murderer of the Lion Lane case, then you have not yet Finish."

The real murderer was never Qin Ye.

Chess pieces shattered.

Chess players are still there.

　Push a book of historical seedlings.

Title of the book "Chongzhen: I am the King of the Prosperous Age"

Introduction: Traveling to become Emperor Chongzhen, the changes of oneself have torn apart the last pride of Ming Dynasty, and the death knell seems to have sounded.

Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, the mountains and rivers ravaged by Jianzhu deeply stabbed Daming.

It seems that a prosperous and powerful country has really become a distant dream.

The building will collapse, the society will be broken, so let me turn the tide!
　
(End of this chapter)