Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 174

Winnie's memory from birth to death was very simple. If she could describe it with one color, it would be white without any color at all.

Generally speaking, this not only represents purity, it also represents nothingness, nothingness.

She didn't know why she was born, so she didn't know why she died.

She was particularly envious of Ethan because he said he wanted to see the other side of the world.

She didn't know what the other side of the world was, but it was great that he knew what he was going to do.

So when she knew she was going to die as a living sacrifice, she felt no sadness, joy, or other emotions at all.

I'm going to die, then just die.

This was what she was thinking at the time. After drinking the potion, she knelt before the statue of the god and died.

She opened her eyes, looked at the roof decorated with glazed windows, and blinked.

Could it be that it was unlucky that the potion expired and it looked like I had to drink it again.

She closed her eyes again, sighed, and waited slowly.

She didn't know what she was waiting for. She only knew that she had been arranged to die anyway, which meant that she had nothing to do and she could have a good rest.

She shook hands and suddenly froze, as if she was holding something, turned her head and slowly raised her hand.

It was a milky white sword that looked like plaster. It was simple in style and looked like a crudely made product, but it gave people an extremely sacred feeling.

What was this? Winnie tilted her head and looked at the sword in her hand. She didn't know why, but this thing made her feel uneasy, quite uneasy, and she even wanted to throw it away.

Suddenly, she froze, and joy gathered in her heart, as if it was about to overflow.

For the first time, she felt uneasy, and this feeling she had never experienced before filled her with joy.

Then, she suddenly froze, because for some reason, she felt extremely free now.

And, it’s impossible to do anything.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of cheers, prayers and hymns coming from nowhere. She slowly started to do it and looked around.

At some point, people wearing religious robes surrounded her. One of them came over, took off his robe and put it on Winnie's shoulders.

Only then did Winnie realize that there was nothing on her body, and her plain white body was like a white flower. But she didn't feel shy at all. Maybe she didn't understand why she had to cover her body with clothes.

"Where is this?" Winnie looked around and suddenly found that this place was so strange.

It's no wonder that during the time she died, this place had been renovated countless times, so it felt strangely unfamiliar to her.

"This is a church under the protection of God." The believer said with a smile: "And you are an angel."

"Angel me?" Winnie blinked, looking like she still didn't understand the situation.

"It's amazing," the pope whispered.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Ethan to turn into a sword." The person next to him hesitated and said softly: "Is that an angel's weapon?"

"No, we should have expected it. After all, there were prophecies in the scriptures."

"Angel or sacrifice?" After pondering for a moment, the man said softly: "So this is what sacrifice means."

"It seems so."

"That must be an extremely powerful weapon."

"Well, although I don't know the actual effect of use, since it is a weapon made from a quarter of the holy bones, it must be extraordinary." The Pope nodded, and then said: "Find a few people to teach her."

"What to teach her"

"There are so many things she needs to learn. When she is able to go to war, the war will end." The Pope sighed: "I don't know if I can get back the other half of the holy body."

"It's impossible for an elf to live in such a short time.