From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 130 Western Fantasy
The red flames sprang up quickly, and the dense mist distorted the scene in front of Cen Fei's eyes, and the hot air rushed towards his face.
Cen Fei narrowed his eyes due to the smoke, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. It was strange, but he didn't feel any fear when he was about to die in pain. The only thing that felt sad was that he was left alone. The way is to wait for Antrol to come back.
Thinking of Antrol, Cen Fei would feel extremely painful, but at the same time feel at a loss, he even began to reflect on himself, whether he was wrong, if he hadn't been with Antrol, they would not have encountered these things .
However, if we can't be together even if we love each other, will the situation be better than it is now?
He thought of those memory balls in the empty space, and he couldn't remember what happened in those previous worlds at all. Perhaps, in those worlds, he also had an unforgettable relationship with someone.
That person may be the god Wu Xiang spoke of, or... someone else, but that doesn't matter, it's enough that they have experienced it before.
Cen Fei comforted himself like this, but he knew that he was greedy, and he was still not satisfied after all.
It’s like he got the life bestowed by God and wanted to get God’s attention, and after getting God’s attention, he wanted God’s favor, and after getting favor, he wanted to ask God for love.
In the end, he lost it all.
Cen Fei thought, when he returns to the void space this time, he will reopen those memories, and he will rest for one or two worlds, experience the lives he has passed, and maybe find some new revelations from those lives.
He tried his best to open his eyes again, watching the flames in front of him getting closer and closer, he had already anticipated what would happen next, in a short while, those flames would rush to his body, grabbing his clothes and pants, Reduce them to ashes, and the fire kisses his skin.
At that time, his skin would gradually turn from white to red, and then to black, and the fat in his body might still make a sizzling sound under the scorching fire, and it might even smell like roasted meat, but what a pity he There is no seasoning on the body, and the taste may not be delicious.
The surrounding town residents saw a strange smile on Cen Fei's face at this time, and became even more fearful and disgusted with him. The vegetable leaves and eggs in their hands were almost thrown away, so some children picked up the small ones on the ground. The stone was thrown at Cen Fei.
The child's strength was not strong, and most of the small stones were thrown at his feet. Cen Fei raised his eyes and glanced at the children, and put away the smile on his face.
In fact, he understands that he is not innocent. He has sucked the blood of many, many people in the town over the years. These people may have discovered the wound on their necks, but they did not say it for various reasons. Now it is just him. The retribution has arrived.
When he was a child, he once met a poet from the East. The poet said a word called "the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is not good", which is probably what it is now.
However, he still felt unwilling. He had already found someone who was willing to donate blood to support him, and he would no longer suck their blood. They still wanted him to die.
Cen Fei lowered his head. Many of the eggs thrown at him by the residents of the small town just now fell on the firewood on his body. These eggs were roasted by the fire, and the transparent egg whites turned white at a very fast speed. Yellow until it turned into a lump of black charcoal, fused with the surrounding charcoal fire.
Cen Fei has been hanging on the cross for two full days. He hasn't had a drop of water in these two days. Now he smells the aroma of eggs and his stomach is still growling. Cen Fei doesn't know whether he should cry or laugh .
The curses from the town residents have never stopped, but Cen Fei felt as if he had entered another space, and the voices in his ears disappeared in an instant. He seemed to be stepping on soft clouds and returned to his birth The place.
The fire was getting closer and closer to him, Cen Fei closed his eyes, waiting for the slow arrival of death, but at this moment, a white feather fell from his coat pocket and landed in the raging fire, That was when he was in the land of the abyss, and an imp gave it to him.
After coming out of the abyss, he completely forgot about the existence of this feather, and now, this feather can finally play its role.
No one in the town noticed that the white feather fell into the fire and did not burn immediately. There was a white halo around it, but it was not particularly conspicuous in the thick smoke.
But in an instant, the white feathers turned into scattered white light spots and floated into the distance.
In the Holy Church of Light in the Vatican, Antrol has already put on a red cassock. Under his feet is a deep red carpet. Dozens of cardinals stand side by side in two rows under the court, and children stand at the door of the church. , swaying his body gently, singing the hymn of light with a clean and sincere voice.
Standing in front of the Pope holding the holy crown high, with a solemn expression, he said to Antrol: "Antrol, I hand over the holy crown of light to you, and I also hand over my thousands of believers to you, you Always remember that you are the son of light, and you need to spread the teachings of light for God and save all beings from the sea of suffering."
At this time, Antrol didn't know why he always felt uneasy. He maintained a calm expression on the surface, leaned slightly, lowered his head, and waited for the Pope to put the holy crown on his head. He responded: " yes."
And the moment his voice fell, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and Antrol's face suddenly changed. Before the Pope put the holy crown on his head, he suddenly raised his head and looked outside the church. go.
"Antrol!" The Pope shouted angrily.
Antrol's face was very ugly, he turned his head, with tears in his eyes, he said to the Pope: "I have to go find him, Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
"Are you going to turn your back on the light?"
Antrol didn't speak, but just took off the red teaching robe on his body, "I have to go find him, and when I find him, I will come back and ask you for my sin."
After finishing speaking, Antrol broke out of the Holy Church regardless of the obstruction of the surrounding cardinals. He used a space curse that he had never tried before, and teleported himself to the small town.
Then he saw that the person he loved the most was tied to a cross and was burning in a raging fire. Antrol's mind went blank. He unconsciously held up his magic wand and chanted various spells in his mouth. The flames had already After being extinguished, the gentle light shone on Cen Fei's body, and those burnt wounds healed quickly.
The physical pain disappeared without a trace in an instant. Cen Fei opened his eyes and saw that the fire under his feet had been extinguished. He seemed to have heard Antrol's voice. He raised his head and saw the people around him not far away The crowd split into two parts at some point, and Antrol was standing behind the crowd and walking towards him.
It seemed that he had already walked in front of him in the blink of an eye. Cen Fei thought it was a phantom that appeared before his death, and he called Anteluoer's name, "Anteluoer..."
Antrol untied the chains that locked Cen Fei, and said to him, "I'm here."
"I'm really going to die." Cen Fei sighed heavily, he touched Anteluoer's face, and said with a wry smile: "I'm hallucinating."
Antroll hugged Cen Fei by the waist, kissed his forehead, and told him: "No, it's all true."
Cen Fei raised his hand suspiciously and tugged at Antroll's ear, he still couldn't believe it, blinked, and leaned his head on Antroll's chest, listening to his heartbeat like a drum, He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of stability, even if everything in front of him was illusory, he would still be immersed in it.
He hadn't rested for three days and two nights, he asked Antroll in a low voice, "Then can I sleep for a while?"
"Of course, go to sleep." Antroll's fingers gently stroked Cen Fei's somewhat messy hair, and he carried him towards the crowd.
After Anteluoer walked a few steps, Cen Fei's closed eyes suddenly opened again, he tightly grasped the clothes on Anteluoer's arm, and asked him: "Will you still be here when I wake up? "
Antrol smiled gently at him and assured him: "Yes, I will always guard you."
The residents of the small town surrounded Anteluoer and Cen Fei, pointed at them and cursed: "He is a demon! We must execute him! Anteluoer, get out of here!"
Antrol looked down at Cen Fei who was sleeping soundly in his arms, shook his head and retorted, "He's not."
"He drank human blood, and we all saw it with our own eyes."
"That's right, we're going to burn this demon to death!"
……
So many curses came to Antroll's ears, and there were many vicious curses that he had never heard before. He suddenly felt that the human beings in front of him were ugly monsters.
"So what?" Antrol asked, "I gave him the blood, so what does it have to do with you?"
"Then... Then he also sucked my blood before, and I still have teeth marks on my neck?" A middle-aged man stepped forward and showed Antrol the evidence on his neck.
"Really..." Antroll looked at the imprint on his neck with a tangled expression on his face, but just when the residents of the town thought he was going to let Cen Fei go, he turned to the middle-aged man Wei Wei bent down and said, "I'm very sorry."
He sincerely apologized to the middle-aged man in front of him, but before the middle-aged man opened his mouth after apologizing, he said again: "But today I want to protect him, none of you can hurt him."
The people in the town are all ordinary human beings, so naturally they cannot be Antroll's opponent, but they feel unwilling to let him go like this, so someone stood up and questioned Antroll, saying: "God does not allow Eat blood, Antrol, as a priest of the Holy See, are you going to betray the gods?"
"I have already betrayed the gods, and..." Antroll's eyes flashed a strange light, and the corner of his mouth curled up, saying: "He will allow it soon."
After speaking, he took Cen Fei and disappeared in place.
Cen Fei narrowed his eyes due to the smoke, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. It was strange, but he didn't feel any fear when he was about to die in pain. The only thing that felt sad was that he was left alone. The way is to wait for Antrol to come back.
Thinking of Antrol, Cen Fei would feel extremely painful, but at the same time feel at a loss, he even began to reflect on himself, whether he was wrong, if he hadn't been with Antrol, they would not have encountered these things .
However, if we can't be together even if we love each other, will the situation be better than it is now?
He thought of those memory balls in the empty space, and he couldn't remember what happened in those previous worlds at all. Perhaps, in those worlds, he also had an unforgettable relationship with someone.
That person may be the god Wu Xiang spoke of, or... someone else, but that doesn't matter, it's enough that they have experienced it before.
Cen Fei comforted himself like this, but he knew that he was greedy, and he was still not satisfied after all.
It’s like he got the life bestowed by God and wanted to get God’s attention, and after getting God’s attention, he wanted God’s favor, and after getting favor, he wanted to ask God for love.
In the end, he lost it all.
Cen Fei thought, when he returns to the void space this time, he will reopen those memories, and he will rest for one or two worlds, experience the lives he has passed, and maybe find some new revelations from those lives.
He tried his best to open his eyes again, watching the flames in front of him getting closer and closer, he had already anticipated what would happen next, in a short while, those flames would rush to his body, grabbing his clothes and pants, Reduce them to ashes, and the fire kisses his skin.
At that time, his skin would gradually turn from white to red, and then to black, and the fat in his body might still make a sizzling sound under the scorching fire, and it might even smell like roasted meat, but what a pity he There is no seasoning on the body, and the taste may not be delicious.
The surrounding town residents saw a strange smile on Cen Fei's face at this time, and became even more fearful and disgusted with him. The vegetable leaves and eggs in their hands were almost thrown away, so some children picked up the small ones on the ground. The stone was thrown at Cen Fei.
The child's strength was not strong, and most of the small stones were thrown at his feet. Cen Fei raised his eyes and glanced at the children, and put away the smile on his face.
In fact, he understands that he is not innocent. He has sucked the blood of many, many people in the town over the years. These people may have discovered the wound on their necks, but they did not say it for various reasons. Now it is just him. The retribution has arrived.
When he was a child, he once met a poet from the East. The poet said a word called "the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is not good", which is probably what it is now.
However, he still felt unwilling. He had already found someone who was willing to donate blood to support him, and he would no longer suck their blood. They still wanted him to die.
Cen Fei lowered his head. Many of the eggs thrown at him by the residents of the small town just now fell on the firewood on his body. These eggs were roasted by the fire, and the transparent egg whites turned white at a very fast speed. Yellow until it turned into a lump of black charcoal, fused with the surrounding charcoal fire.
Cen Fei has been hanging on the cross for two full days. He hasn't had a drop of water in these two days. Now he smells the aroma of eggs and his stomach is still growling. Cen Fei doesn't know whether he should cry or laugh .
The curses from the town residents have never stopped, but Cen Fei felt as if he had entered another space, and the voices in his ears disappeared in an instant. He seemed to be stepping on soft clouds and returned to his birth The place.
The fire was getting closer and closer to him, Cen Fei closed his eyes, waiting for the slow arrival of death, but at this moment, a white feather fell from his coat pocket and landed in the raging fire, That was when he was in the land of the abyss, and an imp gave it to him.
After coming out of the abyss, he completely forgot about the existence of this feather, and now, this feather can finally play its role.
No one in the town noticed that the white feather fell into the fire and did not burn immediately. There was a white halo around it, but it was not particularly conspicuous in the thick smoke.
But in an instant, the white feathers turned into scattered white light spots and floated into the distance.
In the Holy Church of Light in the Vatican, Antrol has already put on a red cassock. Under his feet is a deep red carpet. Dozens of cardinals stand side by side in two rows under the court, and children stand at the door of the church. , swaying his body gently, singing the hymn of light with a clean and sincere voice.
Standing in front of the Pope holding the holy crown high, with a solemn expression, he said to Antrol: "Antrol, I hand over the holy crown of light to you, and I also hand over my thousands of believers to you, you Always remember that you are the son of light, and you need to spread the teachings of light for God and save all beings from the sea of suffering."
At this time, Antrol didn't know why he always felt uneasy. He maintained a calm expression on the surface, leaned slightly, lowered his head, and waited for the Pope to put the holy crown on his head. He responded: " yes."
And the moment his voice fell, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and Antrol's face suddenly changed. Before the Pope put the holy crown on his head, he suddenly raised his head and looked outside the church. go.
"Antrol!" The Pope shouted angrily.
Antrol's face was very ugly, he turned his head, with tears in his eyes, he said to the Pope: "I have to go find him, Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
"Are you going to turn your back on the light?"
Antrol didn't speak, but just took off the red teaching robe on his body, "I have to go find him, and when I find him, I will come back and ask you for my sin."
After finishing speaking, Antrol broke out of the Holy Church regardless of the obstruction of the surrounding cardinals. He used a space curse that he had never tried before, and teleported himself to the small town.
Then he saw that the person he loved the most was tied to a cross and was burning in a raging fire. Antrol's mind went blank. He unconsciously held up his magic wand and chanted various spells in his mouth. The flames had already After being extinguished, the gentle light shone on Cen Fei's body, and those burnt wounds healed quickly.
The physical pain disappeared without a trace in an instant. Cen Fei opened his eyes and saw that the fire under his feet had been extinguished. He seemed to have heard Antrol's voice. He raised his head and saw the people around him not far away The crowd split into two parts at some point, and Antrol was standing behind the crowd and walking towards him.
It seemed that he had already walked in front of him in the blink of an eye. Cen Fei thought it was a phantom that appeared before his death, and he called Anteluoer's name, "Anteluoer..."
Antrol untied the chains that locked Cen Fei, and said to him, "I'm here."
"I'm really going to die." Cen Fei sighed heavily, he touched Anteluoer's face, and said with a wry smile: "I'm hallucinating."
Antroll hugged Cen Fei by the waist, kissed his forehead, and told him: "No, it's all true."
Cen Fei raised his hand suspiciously and tugged at Antroll's ear, he still couldn't believe it, blinked, and leaned his head on Antroll's chest, listening to his heartbeat like a drum, He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of stability, even if everything in front of him was illusory, he would still be immersed in it.
He hadn't rested for three days and two nights, he asked Antroll in a low voice, "Then can I sleep for a while?"
"Of course, go to sleep." Antroll's fingers gently stroked Cen Fei's somewhat messy hair, and he carried him towards the crowd.
After Anteluoer walked a few steps, Cen Fei's closed eyes suddenly opened again, he tightly grasped the clothes on Anteluoer's arm, and asked him: "Will you still be here when I wake up? "
Antrol smiled gently at him and assured him: "Yes, I will always guard you."
The residents of the small town surrounded Anteluoer and Cen Fei, pointed at them and cursed: "He is a demon! We must execute him! Anteluoer, get out of here!"
Antrol looked down at Cen Fei who was sleeping soundly in his arms, shook his head and retorted, "He's not."
"He drank human blood, and we all saw it with our own eyes."
"That's right, we're going to burn this demon to death!"
……
So many curses came to Antroll's ears, and there were many vicious curses that he had never heard before. He suddenly felt that the human beings in front of him were ugly monsters.
"So what?" Antrol asked, "I gave him the blood, so what does it have to do with you?"
"Then... Then he also sucked my blood before, and I still have teeth marks on my neck?" A middle-aged man stepped forward and showed Antrol the evidence on his neck.
"Really..." Antroll looked at the imprint on his neck with a tangled expression on his face, but just when the residents of the town thought he was going to let Cen Fei go, he turned to the middle-aged man Wei Wei bent down and said, "I'm very sorry."
He sincerely apologized to the middle-aged man in front of him, but before the middle-aged man opened his mouth after apologizing, he said again: "But today I want to protect him, none of you can hurt him."
The people in the town are all ordinary human beings, so naturally they cannot be Antroll's opponent, but they feel unwilling to let him go like this, so someone stood up and questioned Antroll, saying: "God does not allow Eat blood, Antrol, as a priest of the Holy See, are you going to betray the gods?"
"I have already betrayed the gods, and..." Antroll's eyes flashed a strange light, and the corner of his mouth curled up, saying: "He will allow it soon."
After speaking, he took Cen Fei and disappeared in place.
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