Bulwark of Light

Chapter 990 The Lake of Darkness (Second update! Ask for a monthly pass!)
"You said that I am the descendant of Pluto...?"

Gu Shen's laughter echoed on the Red Lake.

He looked back slightly, and saw the terrified eyes of many onlookers, including the Holy Inquisitor.

The last time Pluto appeared was seven or eight years ago.

The Battle of Kiyotsuka Cemetery.

The news about Pluto never surfaced again.

But everyone knows that Guangming City will not give up its pursuit of Pluto because of his disappearance... The holy inquisitors who have been scattered all over the five continents over the years are all looking for the legendary Pluto and the apostles of Pluto.

Before Jia Wei could speak.

Gu Shen then asked: "If I am the descendant of Pluto, why did you expose it until now? The one who hates Pluto the most...isn't it the God of Light?"

This sentence is like thunder.

The Holy Inquisitor in heavy armor fell silent.

Yes.

He couldn't refute.

He has always believed that Gu Shen is the descendant of "Pluto", there is no reason, and no reason is needed... Just like what he said to Yao Jin yesterday, becoming a believer in the light and following the guidance of the light is the greatest priority for every believer glory.

It's just that now is he going to explain to the outside world that he has no evidence and only relies on the guidance in his heart to find the enemy?

So Jia Wei could only remain silent.

"This is Guangming City, God's Domain."

Gu Shen said blankly: "You say I'm the descendant of Pluto... Where is your evidence?"

Jia Wei raised her head silently.

He didn't argue with Gu Shen, but just took two steps back silently, and stepped on the water of the Red Lake. There were countless ripples swaying in this lake, but after he stepped foot, these ripples quickly calmed down.

"The water of the Red Lake contains light and radiance. Only those with a clean heart can stand on the lake."

Jia Wei said: "If you are not the descendant of Pluto, you will stand on this Red Lake."

Gu Shen smiled.

He coldly spit out three words: "Why?"

"Why do you want me to prove myself, and I have to prove myself?"

"Why should I stand on this Red Lake?"

Gu Shen's voice was interrupted by Jia Wei halfway through.

"If you want to kill me—"

The Holy Inquisitor who re-summoned the Light Breaking Spear dismissed those subordinates who wanted to encircle him with his eyes. He held the spear like a wall standing on the red lake, or a mountain. .

"Then kill me on this red lake."

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On the surface of the Red Lake, there is a lot of fog.

Song Ci couldn't see his own direction, and there was no so-called "bright guidance" in his heart, so he could only take one step at a time.

Although I don't know where the other side is.

But he knew that he had gone deeper and deeper...

For him, this is already the greatest good news.

It doesn't matter whether you can get to the other side or not.

As long as you keep going, sooner or later you will reach the end.

And what he was really waiting for was not the "other shore".

He stopped suddenly.

In the depths of the mist, just like my first dream, there are strands of black wind lingering around.

Someone is waiting for me.

The man sat in the thick fog of the Red Lake, as if he wasn't worried about not coming, or going the wrong way.

"Song parrot collection."

The Great Elder's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he didn't sound like an old antique that had lived for nearly a hundred years. He stood up, and the strong wind blew the fluttering bright priest's robe, dragging a long fog shadow on the lake.

"—I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Ci looked at the blurred figure in front of him, he smiled and said: "I guess you are waiting for me here, you must not announce that I have reached the finish line."

"Arrived at the end?"

The Great Elder also smiled: "You are still too far away from the finish line. According to your current speed, no matter how long you walk, you will never reach the end of the Red Lake, let alone reach the other side of the light."

"I do not believe."

Song Ci asked: "Is there any lake in this world that can't be reached without end?"

"I didn't believe it either."

The Great Elder said indifferently: "Until I walked it myself, the Red Lake... is such a lake. But you actually have the opportunity to see the 'light'."

"Oh?"

Song Ci smiled and said, "The Great Elder wants to tell me that this opportunity is actually in your hands?"

"You are a wise man."

The Great Elder said: "But what I want to tell you is that this opportunity can be in your hands."

While speaking, part of the thick fog in the deepest part of the Red Lake dissipated, and the great elder showed his figure and face, with his hands behind his back, like an elder looking at the young man he admired intimately.

But for Song Ci.

This scrutinizing gaze.

More like a hunter looking at prey that is about to be brought to the table.

"I'm a fool."

Song Ci sighed, and said: "My wife often says that my brain is not bright enough, and Xiao Gu also said that I would rather bend than bend... So if you want to persuade me to convert to the light, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I came to the city of light this time to Tell the whole world that I am not interested in the light, I have not been interested in the past, and I will not be interested in the future."

Speaking of the back.

He stared at the eyes of the great elder, trying to see some fluctuations in the eyes of the latter.

But the Great Elder still had that "appreciative" smile in his eyes.

His gaze ranged from Song Ci's forehead, to his facial features, to his chest, lower abdomen, and thighs... He was looking at the most delicious "food" he had ever seen in his life.

This [Undead] who was at the peak of his fighting years, after further training in God of War, his whole body exuded a golden glow.

"Sorry... what did you just say?"

After looking around, the Great Elder smiled and raised his head: "You don't want to be an [Apostle] of light?"

"..."

Song Ci turned his wrist, and all his bones made crackling sounds like fried beans.

He said with a blank expression: "I'm sorry, but I have never been an [Apostle] of light. Even if I can't have a little connection with other fires in this life, I will not be fettered with light."

"You personally ruined this last chance."

The elder said regretfully: "I know you are very good at fighting, but this is Red Lake, and I am the elder of the temple... No matter how good you are at fighting, it is useless."

Black wind lingered in all directions.

On the Red Lake, there are restrictions all over the place.

The Great Elder raised one palm slightly, and raised his five fingers, a huge water prison rose from the water, imprisoning Song Ci inside.

"Crack, click!"

Song Ci simply completed the warm-up. He glanced at the water dragon that locked him. His expression didn't change at all. He just looked at the Great Elder seriously and asked, "If I'm not wrong... the situation of the God of Light should be better than what you released. Is the message even worse?"

"...?"

This sentence made the Great Elder's expression a little gloomy.

"It's actually not hard to guess."

Song Ci said indifferently: "After all, as an [Apostle of Light], I have the most direct and closest connection with the Divine Throne... I haven't sensed his call to me since a long time ago. The dream of light that fell on the apostle, The intensity is getting weaker and weaker, and there are even things like the apostle resisting the faith from the bottom of his heart... If there is nothing wrong with the seat of God, this is too embarrassing."

"I am very aware of my weight. If there is no Mr. Bai Shu, how can I be an opponent of Guangming?"

He chuckled under his breath.

"After coming to Guangming City, I am more sure about this conjecture."

"The closer it is to decline, the more it wants to pretend to be strong. The temple overdraws its finances to hold this grand ceremony, attracting countless extraordinary people from various embassy groups to participate in the fire trial of Bright City... In fact, there will be no successor at all. No one can win, you want to draw the blood of the superhumans from other continents."

"What Guangming City really wants...is the power of faith?"

Song Ci smiled and asked: "The God of Light can't live for long, and even the miracle of the 'Sunset Mountain' can't be maintained. It takes a lot of faith to survive. This time, many people will spontaneously join The church, these are high-quality excellent believers, and those extraordinary people who return to their respective territories will also be infected by this holy scripture. In this way, the number of believers in Guangming City will expand a lot. And the temple has also arrived. When the scythe reaps."

The great elder looked at the cropped man in front of him meaningfully.

He had to admit that the "smart man" mentioned earlier was actually against his will, and was just used as a compliment to appease.

He has read Song Ci's files countless times.

This reckless man who was born underground in most cities and raised by Lu Nanzhi is a model of "brave but not resourceful".

But after Song Ci said these words, the First Elder changed his view.

"Song Ci, maybe you can really consider joining the Temple of Light."

The Great Elder smiled gently: "We really need the power of faith... If you are willing to help the church in this regard, I will rise up in the name of the Great Elder of the Temple, and the Temple will treat you well."

Song Ci looked at the old thing in front of him like an idiot.

"What does it mean to treat me well? Only draw half of my blood?"

He pressed one hand on the water prison.

boom!
Under the violent impact and shock, the water prison was shattered, the Red Lake surged instantly, and the huge energy swept across. Song Ci swept out with a whip leg, and the water in the Red Lake with a radius of nearly [-] meters turned into a tornado at this moment, rushing to the zenith , but this place is really too big, hundreds of meters and kilometers, it seems to be infinitely deep, and the vastness is like the sea.

The Great Elder stretched out his five fingers and pressed down.

The water prison that Song Ci shattered before was condensed again, and this time it turned into a huge palm, welcoming the whip leg!
"Crash-"

The sound of a violent critical strike shattered tens of thousands of water droplets.

After Song Ci hit the whip leg.

Red Lake returned to silence.

The sound of crackling water droplets falling, like a downpour, lasted for a while.

"Your physical body is indeed very strong. Maybe you will be able to cultivate to the level of the three generals of Beizhou if you give you some more time."

The Great Elder looked at the young man in front of him, and said with emotion: "But your spirit... is too weak. You have lived too short a time. Although you can barely enter samadhi, you can see your head at a glance in the lake of your heart."

Song Ci frowned.

"so?"

"So...you can't understand how vast the real light is."

The Great Elder took out a piece of yellowed dry paper from his sleeve, and said calmly: "But it's okay, you will see it later...Because of your non-cooperation, the temple needs to waste a whole paper..."

"Holy book."

The word "sacred book" spit out from Song Ci's mouth, which made the elder feel a little surprised.

"If I remember correctly, this thing should be called the holy book, right?"

Song Ci shook his hand, shaking out the same dry paper.

"???"

The Great Elder's expression was incomparably wonderful.

Song Ci glanced at the one in the elder's hand, and then at the one in his own hand.

After confirming that they were all the same thing, Song Ci fell into memory.

He muttered to himself: "Using this kind of thing doesn't seem to require such a high threshold... Well, it can be activated by injecting one's own spirit into it, and the rest is to consume the [Holy Book]'s own energy." strength."

The sound fell to the ground, and a violent glow suddenly rose on the withered yellow paper!
Song Ci pointed the holy book in his hand at the Great Elder and threw it out——

The latter's complexion suddenly turned pale, and he quickly poured his spiritual power into the holy book and threw it together.

"boom!"

The two pages of the holy book collided together, bursting out huge energy, and the majestic pressure suppressed the two of them——

All of a sudden, the sky and rain reversed!
The spiritual coercion brought by the two pages of the [Holy Book] directly crushed the heart lake of the two, forcing them to concentrate.

At the same time, the heavy pressure of the rewinding water of the Red Lake also acts on the physical body.

Song Ci let out a muffled snort, and nearly fell to his knees on the lake, supporting the lake surface with one hand, and barely stopped the kneeling posture.

But even so, he still couldn't avoid the blood from his mouth and nose.

The Great Elder on the other side was even more miserable. Blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and his eyeballs turned white.

The Red Lake, which was originally shrouded in thick fog, brightened up for a moment after the two pages of the holy book collided, but was soon shrouded in pitch black shadows.

It was clearly visible on the zenith that there were countless strands of black mist rushing towards the place where the two were.

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