Chapter 581 Reinforcements from Mortals
Ms. Nightingale knew that these were the last hours of her life.
She is going to die soon, but she must hold on until the last moment, until the effect of the ritual appears.
The sky has darkened, and this ceremony, which in theory should last for up to twenty-four hours, has lasted more than ten hours. The effect of the strange objects has not yet fully manifested, and it is still confronting the plague head-on, and the effect of preventing the plague is further enhanced.
She also doesn’t know when the effect of the Miracle Light will be able to suppress the growth of the plague. The only thing she knows is that she must hold on until the power of healing succeeds in balancing the power of the plague.
But she was exhausted.
Even with the virtue bonus she has accumulated over decades, her vitality is already in danger, and she will soon be turned into a mummy. After that, other volunteers will either perform her duties to support her, or perform rituals Encountered failure.
She didn't want to choose either, so she had already made her decision.
Burn your own soul to stimulate your life potential, so that you will be able to sustain it until your soul withers and turns into fireless embers, and then returns to nothingness.
It was a very desperate ending. Nightingale did not want to come to this point, so she had been struggling to support herself, hoping that the magic items would take effect before the last moment arrived and successfully suppress the power of the plague. .
The probability is very low, unless a miracle occurs.
However, many years of life experience have made Ms. Nightingale very clear that miracles only exist in stories and never appear in reality.
The Saint sighed softly in his heart, knowing that the last moment had arrived.
She will disappear forever and will no longer be able to stand by God's side, but she has no regrets because this is her choice. Since all methods are unavoidable, she is willing to accept her fate calmly.
Let's get started, I'm willing to burn my...huh? What's this?
This is a miracle, a miracle happened.
This turned out to be reinforcements from Lynch, reinforcements from millions of ordinary people.
A powerful life force suddenly rushed into Ms. Nightingale's soul along the invisible passage. The soul that was exhausted a moment ago and was on the verge of being broken has now become full and full. , exuding vitality.
At the moment when the vitality rushed into her soul, Ms. Nightingale seemed to hear the shouts of countless people from afar: "This is our world, we must protect it with our own hands, and we are willing to give our Life, to protect this world, we are willing to do our best to protect the person who protects us.”
I don’t know whether the cry is an illusion or real, but the vitality is real. When the vitality rushes in, it has already reached us. Ms. Nightingale, who was on the verge of death, suddenly discovered that with this vitality, the consumption of rare items was negligible, and she could sustain it even if the ceremony continued for another year.
However, this is just the beginning, because this is more than just a voluntary contribution of life force.
This is the courage to fight against evil, this is the determination of self-dedication, this is the awareness to sacrifice one's life for the goal, this is the sense of responsibility for the world and oneself.
This vitality represents the will of millions of people across the Rhine, and their will to help Ms. Nightingale save the world even at the cost of their lives. This in itself is the greatest beauty in the world, and this in itself is the best nourishment for rare things.
So, when the huge vitality rose in the soul of the saint lady, the strange object seemed to sense something, and suddenly increased the intensity of extraction, almost crazy from the south. Drawing power from Dingle's soul.
Before this, Ms. Nightingale might not have been able to withstand such a strong extraction force for even a second, but now, Ms. Nightingale simply felt nothing.
The vitality even worked on its own. Following Nightingale’s soul, it pounced directly towards the light of miracle hanging in mid-air, and then picked up the light of miracle. The majestic vitality began to flow from From all directions and in all directions, it poured into the strange objects.
The miraculous light suspended in the air suddenly burst out with dazzling light. Chairman Ole and the four priests of the Church of the Night who were guarding the side were startled by the sudden change. The five people looked at it in confusion. Looking at the shining strange object in the sky, he immediately realized that something had happened.
Yes, this vitality carrying virtue from millions of people is enough to drive the light of miracles to do anything within its function. It is just a normal suppression of the plague, which is not a problem at all.
With the injection of life force, the twenty-four crystal bottles symbolizing pollution in the box shone at the same time, illuminating the dim room. The bottles became spotless and unbearably pure. Looking directly, everyone can't help but sigh, it is so beautiful, crystal clear like crystal.
As the controller of the ritual, Nightingale could feel that with the arrival of reinforcements, the effect of the miraculous light was getting stronger and stronger. Under the ebb and flow, the power of the plague was retreating rapidly, and I am afraid it would not take a few minutes. , the power of the plague will be completely suppressed, and it will never be able to stand up again.
What a powerful reinforcement.
Ms. Nightingale had no time to think about the origin of the reinforcements. She had immediately returned to a state of prayer, using all her will to control the light of miracles to carry out the final encirclement and suppression of the plague, making victory a foregone conclusion.
The power of life is getting stronger and stronger, and the effect of the miraculous light is becoming more and more obvious. The almost material light shoots out from the safe house of the Church of the Night, sweeping the entire world in an instant. Through this violation The light that the common sense of physics illuminated the entire world at the same time, everyone seemed to see His Excellency the Saint with his eyes closed in prayer, and the strange objects emitting dazzling light.
As the light became brighter and brighter, there was a sudden movement in the city.
As if someone couldn't sit still, thick fog gushes out from the crack that leads deep into the ground where it all started, the former Thorn Club.
It is a community composed of various mists, gray, black, green, purple... there are at least seven or eight colors.
The feelings coming from these mist are different, some are mysterious, some are evil, some are weird, some are ferocious, some are violent, and they are incompatible with each other. The only similarity is that they are huge and twisted. It is definitely not a powerful force that mortal beings can come into contact with.
The power of the evil god.
Creating chaos in the city, destroying the incitement of the people, and in turn destroying the rituals - the last step of the Shadow Alliance has been cracked. The power of these unknown evil gods has no means, and can only be divided into seven or eight. The power of these evil gods twisted and entangled together, soared into the sky from the underground space of the Thorn Flower, hit the direction of the light of miracle, and launched a charge in despair.
The supreme power from the strange objects could never compete with the power of the seven or eight evil gods gathered together. However, the dedication and will of millions of ordinary people made the light of miracles more powerful than usual, bursting out like never before. A bright light.
The next moment, the bright light and the dark fog collided head-on.
(End of this chapter)