Chapter 947 929. Children of God
“Xululu!”
Qilin, which had been waiting for a while under the artificial ‘cliff’ created by the uplift of Lothric, let out a loud cry. Know whether it is a neigh of triumph or impatience.
Its bright red crystal eyes looked at the demon hunter and several other guys who were sent down by a few little demons flapping their wings.
Lothric, a huge mountain city that covers an entire mountain range, was directly raised by more than a hundred meters under the orders of the two princes.
Logically speaking, this kind of power is even more outrageous than hundreds of hydrogen bombs.
But in this world, as the most powerful among the gods, Lothrik can do it without any trouble.
At the same time, the largest violent organization in Lothric, the Knights of Lothric, are still fighting with guns and swords.
This is very abnormal for the education Lan En has experienced and the common sense he has built.
But considering the different characteristics and huge differences between the worlds, maybe it is normal to have this feeling of dissonance.
As an ancient dragon in the New World, Qilin certainly didn't care about the height difference of more than 100 meters.
This guy will probably not be injured even if he lands hard. There is no doubt about the vitality and toughness of the monsters in the New World.
But if you sit on its back, the passengers will not be able to withstand the shock caused by the 100-meter drop.
So Lan En, Velvet Ball, Ocelot and Gezide were all sent down by the little devils waiting at the gate of Lothric City.
The limbs and bat wings of these little demons are slender and skinny, but they are surprisingly powerful and can fly quite steadily.
Not long ago, the Netherworld Church team led by Lan En successfully broke out of the big library and brought back [Angel Daughter] Ge Cide.
Following the original route, we successfully left the inner city and returned to the outer high wall.
Ge Cide's situation was not optimistic. Even in the church on the high wall, the two high-ranking priests, Klimt and Emma, tried their best to perform miracles, but it was of no use.
The erosion of crystallization is too strong, and the knowledge of crystallization is too profound and too ancient.
The two of them have a story in their hands and there is nothing they can do about it.
Therefore, in order to get the saint treated as soon as possible, they must send Ge Cide to the Netherworld Church in front of Rosalia as soon as possible.
Of course, there is also Ocelot who emerges from his father’s torture.
As far as movement efficiency is concerned, Lothric's Dragon Knight may be able to compete with Qilin.
But now that all the Fire Dragon Knights have been cleared out by the Prince Faction in the inner city, there is only one candidate.
"Leave it to you, Lan."
Before leaving, Klimt held the demon hunter's hands, with an uneasy and guilty expression on his face with gray beard.
“Please, I must”
Halfway through, the devout believer choked up uncontrollably.
"Rosalia really can't lose anything anymore, she is already too sad."
"I will, friend." The witcher patted his shoulder with a backhand Relieved.
That gentle and sincere face even made Klimt temporarily absent-minded.
"Honorable Rosalia also saved me from being eroded by the darkness. Due to reason, I will send her child back to her."
Lan En made He promised, and Klimt firmly believed in his promise.
He has long seen the character of the witcher and has no doubt about it.
“Don’t be so arrogant when it doesn’t matter, you!”
Lan En, who was put down from the little devil's claws, walked up to Qilin and punched the opponent's slender and elegant neck.
Qilin shook his head indifferently, and the pale mane started to dance.
Getting on the horse, Ge Cide and Ocelot were held in the arms of Lan En and Flannel Ball respectively.
“The target is the Netherworld Church, you remember the way.”
After sitting down, Lan En gently patted the side of Qilin’s face and said to it.
"As soon as possible, man. The situation is not good."
Lan looked down at the blind and voiceless saint in his arms.
She huddled tightly in Lan En's arms as if clinging to the last harbor, and murmured in pain from time to time.
Qilin seems to be able to feel this pain and urgency.
It turned its head to its back and looked at it. It was no longer playful or lazy.
Those red crystal eyes looked at Lan En and nodded solemnly.
Azure blue electric light flashed on the beautiful blue and white fur of the unicorn and cut through the air. But it only flickered under the wide and drapey silk rune cloth, without affecting the passengers on its back.
These electric lights can stimulate Kirin's body activity and make its skin harder than steel if necessary.
A "whoosh" sound!
The Qilin, which controlled its speed just right, turned into a blue-white afterimage of electric light among the barren and messy soil and rocks, shooting out into the distance.
The distance along the way is something that can be easily crossed based on Qilin's speed.
Whether it is hillsides, cliffs, or rocks blocking the road, these terrains have no hindrance to Qilin at all.
On the road to living sacrifices, they also passed the location of the crystallized old man who was allied with the undead team.
But Lan En had no intention of provoking him.
Although the betrayal of the twin brothers by Crystal Old Man has been put on the table, there are more important things to do now.
The journey was fast and lightning-fast, and soon the demon hunter came to the territory of the Deep Church again. Although the sun has risen again, the dead and wandering undead have not returned to normal.
In the cemetery in front of the Netherworld Church, wandering souls whose corpses had been eaten out by maggots were wandering around in it. There were so many of them, almost one at a time.
And the gravekeepers responsible for bleeding them and stuffing them back into the coffins were obviously crazy.
They were wandering around with their swords in hand. Regardless of whether they were wandering spirits or not, it seemed that they would chop at each other first.
Fortunately, with Qilin's mobility, these lunatics didn't even have a chance to make contact with Lan En, let alone block the road.
While passing by the chapel of purification, Lan En glanced inside.
The old knight who once had a few words with him on the road, Grandpa Gale. Now that he seems to be gone, Lan hopes that he can find a place to live in this chaotic world.
Re-entering the church with thick walls, looking at the majestic, grand and familiar building, the huge fiery red hangings hanging from the dome, covering the statues of gods, symbolizing the blessing of flames.
Lan En actually felt that he had a sense of security in this unstable world.
Maybe it was because he had a rare period of stability here, or maybe it was because Rosalia's [sunshine nourishment] made him remember the warmth that directly penetrated his body and mind.
In short, in this world maintained by flames, this feeling is extremely precious.
‘Washing’, Qilin’s horse’s hooves stepped on the ground where they had just entered the church. A layer of shallow and clear water accumulated here, and the horse’s hooves caused splashes.
The sound echoed for a long time in the huge church building.
“Who is it?”
On the second floor platform of the church, a voice asked, also carrying an echo.
Lan En looked up and saw Leonard's face with a silver mask.
"Ah, it seems our hero is back?"
The other party's voice was as playful and low as ever, sounding like a conspirator with evil intentions.
But Lan En already knew what kind of virtue this guy was, and this kind of penetrating tone sounded to him simply because this guy didn't know how to speak well.
"Stop being pretentious there! It's urgent! Pick us up!"
"Of course, of course."
Leonard said as he bent down and pulled up the lever.
"I asked you to do something urgent. Now that you are back, of course I want to take a look?!"
The mechanism began to rise with the activation of the lever, Lan En and Qilin stood The top frame of the metal gate, which is one person wide, is held up by a mechanism.
It happens to be connected to the platform where Rosalia's bedroom is.
And then, Leonard, who was talking calmly, seemed to have seen a ghost!
He saw the woman in Lan En's arms, and also saw the cat dragging a big baby on Qilin's back!
In just a moment, he realized that he had been completely wrong.
He originally thought that Lan En was just coming back for some support during the mission. After all, it would not be easy to welcome the Saint back.
But he didn't expect that the witcher would come back with goals, and even extra goals!
"Your Highness Ge Cide! And..."
The eyes under the silver mask widened unconsciously, and his words were stuttered.
"King Ocelot, Prince?!"
"Hurry, come with me!"
In just a moment, Leonard completely forgot what he had planned to say.
Even a warrior couldn't maintain the most basic stability of his steps. He almost fell over when he turned around in a hurry.
But Leonard couldn't care about anything anymore.
Lan En and Qilin followed him closely. A group of maggots were pupating on the ground of the terrace. Lan En just nodded and greeted them without stopping.
Leonard didn’t even say hello.
All the way to Rosalia's bedroom.
When Eldridge defeated the Giant, the dent that was hammered out of the outer iron fence door is still there.
Leonard rushed ahead of Lan En and struggled to push open the solid door, which was as tall and thick as the door of the Deep Church.
"No, don't do it. I'll do it, just let me do it."
Listening to Leonard's tone, it seemed as if he was afraid that some of Lan En's movements would destroy the Saint in his arms. The woman was damaged.
The huge and thick door opened, and Lan En finally saw Rosalia again just as he was being placed on the goddess's lap for treatment.
She fell on her bed still wearing a black veil, sadly immersed in her own world.
But this time is different.
After the door creaked open, she seemed to suddenly sense something.
The head that was originally silent and sad suddenly raised its head and looked at Lan En and Flan Ball who walked in from the door.
To be precise, it is the sons of God in them.
On the lower half of Rosalia’s face that was not covered by the veil, her delicate lips moved.
Although there is no tongue, Lan En and Leonard still know exactly what she is mumbling.
Those are her children.
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(End of this chapter)