Chapter 322 I wish you all a smooth journey back
Under the gloomy afterglow, the former glory of Rainbow Welfare Home has completely faded,
only a piece of it remains. The mottled plaque hung alone on the crumbling lintel.
The five characters "Rainbow Welfare Home",
look both ironic and desolate in the baptism of years.
Every stroke and every stroke carries endless sadness and the forgotten past,
being slowly gnawed by the ruthless sharp teeth of time until it becomes beyond recognition.
The two wooden doors, as heavy as lead, are like old guardians, having long lost their former majesty and solemnity. Half-open and half-covered, it revealed an aura of desolation and loneliness.
The wind shuttled wantonly among the ruins, bringing with it a biting chill, crazily stirring up the clumps of weeds in the courtyard that were taller than people.
These weeds grow wildly in a twisted posture, with an ominous dark green color on the edges of their leaves,
It swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound,
like a low whisper or a sad howl,
adding a sense of eeriness and terror to this abandoned place.
The sky was shrouded in a haze as thick as a curtain, and it was difficult for sunlight to penetrate this thick gray curtain.
Only a few rays of light that were as weak as candles in the wind were left, barely outlining the The silhouette of the building.
Every brick and stone seems to whisper of the sins and sufferings of the past.
In the prison cells, forgotten torture instruments were scattered everywhere.
Some were so corroded by rust that their original appearance was almost invisible, while others still maintained their ferocious postures. .
The dried blood stains on it are like the deep imprint left by time, silently telling the cruelty and injustice of the past.
The air is filled with an old and depressing smell, mixed with the smell of earth, moisture and decay. Every breath seems to be swallowing up memories of the past.
Occasionally, when a gust of wind blows, it seems that you can still hear faint crying and wailing in the distance. Those are the souls trapped here, still struggling to seek relief and salvation.
In this land secretly watched by the strange evil spirits of the Black Continent Prairie, the Rainbow Welfare Institute is about to become the next target to be devoured.
It will eventually meet its end silently in an unknown corner, becoming a terrifying legend that only exists in the depths of memory.
The remaining bloodline of the vampire family in Xiao Cangqing's body was once again rekindled by Ye Lingyun and restored to integrity.
However, this bloodline power is no longer as powerful as the ancestor should have been.
Now they are just at the level of ordinary vampire family members.
In order to allow Xiao Cangqing to disguise the puppet's supreme controller to look more like him,
Ye Lingyun specially condensed a piece of blood essence from his body and placed it in Xiao Cangqing's body.
In this way, Xiao Cangqing's body can continue to exude the same pressure as before,
but it is just an illusion that is not worthy of the name.
When Xiao Cangqing fully recovered, under the dual pressure of Chu He and Ye Lingyun,
he had no choice but to walk out of the Rainbow Welfare Institution with his previous majestic appearance.
However, this can be regarded as giving Xiao Cangqing some comfort.
At least he can avoid being laughed at by scum like Ji Shengyue.
When this group of people walked out of Rainbow Welfare Home,
Everyone's eyes fell on Chu He and Xiao Cangqing, but they did not notice Ye Lingyun, who was wrapped in a black robe.
After mastering the power of Cain, the true and complete ancestor of the vampire family,
Ye Lingyun's physical characteristics inevitably changed,
such as blood-red pupils, There are sharp teeth that cannot be concealed inside the lips, slightly pointed ears, and pale skin.
As the only direct disciple of Chu He, Ye Lingyun also received special attention from many people and forces.
So before coming out of Rainbow Welfare Home, I found a fat black robe for Ye Lingyun to wear.
As expected, it did not attract any attention. After all, Chu He and Xiao Cangqing, two influential figures, were there.
It would be difficult for anyone to divert the attention of those present.
“Due to the occurrence of special circumstances,
The champion academy of the first martial arts academy ranking competition was the National Academy of Daoxia from the Daxia Empire. "
Xiao Cangqing walked up to the crowd and announced loudly.
His words were like huge rocks thrown into the calm lake, instantly causing an uproar among everyone present.
Just Even the audience in the live broadcast room was excited. "What's going on? The champion was declared so carelessly? ”
"Didn't you say that the final ranking will be based on the weight of the ruby resources obtained? Why is there no part of weighing the rubies?"
"Something must have happened in the Rainbow Welfare Institute."
The viewers in the live broadcast room zoomed in on the screen one after another, looking for details frame by frame.
I saw that the Rainbow Welfare Institute in the distance no longer had any strange phenomena,
and there were many teams and unfamiliar faces inside that never came back after they left.
"I wish you all a smooth journey back."
Xiao Cangqing said a few words briefly, then turned and left.
There was a group of vampire family members hiding in the dark. When they saw Xiao Cangqing leaving, they
immediately appeared beside him.
The other empire forces present are not fools,
I know something must have happened inside the Rainbow Welfare Home.
I am afraid that only Chu He and Xiao Cangqing know what happened, and they dare not ask more questions.
Thus, the much-anticipated Martial Arts Academy qualifying match came to an abrupt end.
The final winner is naturally the National Academy of Daxia Empire.
"If that's the case, I'm going back too."
Guerrero's current state
is like the first spring buds to bloom after a cold winter. Although there is some weakness that has not completely faded away, his eyes are already shining with the light of rebirth.
He looked up at the sky, the sky that had long been obscured by the heavy haze of the Black Continent Prairie.
At this moment, he also felt some kind of call and became extremely sensitive.
Suddenly, a gap opened in the sky. It was not violent with thunder and lightning, but extremely bright.
Like the purest stars in the universe falling, penetrating through layers of thick clouds.
The light does not contain any impurities, is sharp and dazzling, like the sword of the gods, cutting through the long-standing depression and darkness.
It not only penetrates the clouds, but also penetrates the haze in people's hearts, making people unable to help but hold their breath and stare.
This ray of light slowly condensed in the sky, gradually building a ladder leading to the unknown sky.
It is not built by extraordinary things, but is woven with pure and extreme light, shining with heart-stopping brilliance.
The ladder to heaven is straight and solemn, as if it is the only passage connecting the human world and the divine world, leading believers and explorers to a higher realm.
As the ladder appeared, the surrounding air seemed to tremble.
A melodious and sacred song sounded quietly. The sound was ethereal, not human, and beyond the reach of musical instruments.
It is like a call from ancient times, and like a resonance from the depths of the universe. Every syllable contains the power of comfort and enlightenment.
This hymn seems to resonate with the hearts of countless devout believers, crossing the boundaries of time and space, singing together their yearning for light and longing for the unknown.
Guerrero took a determined step, each step in harmony with the rhythm of the ladder.
His figure looks particularly tall under the light, and he is gradually moving towards the realm of gods.
The members of the Holy See behind them had the same light shining in their eyes. They followed Guerrero's steps,
Their hearts were full of awe and excitement, as if they were participating in a sacred and solemn event. ceremony.
As Guerrero and others moved forward, the ladder built of light began to undergo wonderful changes.
It is no longer a static staircase, but has life, and begins to slowly shrink, tightly wrapping everyone in it.
When the last ray of light disappeared from the sky, Guerrero and his companions merged into the sky, leaving only the purified sky and the echoing air. The aftertaste of the hymn lingers for a long time.
(End of this chapter)