Chapter 727: Chapter 262: Road of Dusk (Part 2)
Her expression paused slightly, then she reluctantly nodded.
“It’s not impossible to fulfill the task.
“Also, what exactly was that Great Demon you called earlier?”
Seeing the Dusk Fairy ntion the main topic, the Hero gathered his thoughts and explained everything in detail.
“…So that’s how it is.”
The previous enthusiasm cald down as the Hero spoke, and after listening, the Dusk Fairy’s expression beca completely serene.
“I understand.” She lowered her head to look at the Hero, “The Pope and several Cardinals conduct services and offer prayers to every day; I will find an opportunity to remind them.”
Hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on the Hero’s face.
“Thank you, then I’ll be going now.”
She nodded happily and bid farewell to the Dusk Fairy.
Despite many deviations from the initial plan, encountering such an understanding Holy Sword Elf ant this mission was satisfactorily accomplished.
Even though she had not obtained spoils from the Nether Sea Dream, considering the considerable ti before eting the Pope, a direct insight from the Eternal Holy Sword would undoubtedly be more convincing than her own.
However, before turning around, the Hero paused in his steps, looking towards the distant void on the other side.
Though she just shattered dozens of Nightmares, the number of the Dream Erosion Group… seed hardly reduced at all.
Compared to that deep and vast swarm, her recent extermination effort was like dropping a stone in the ocean, creating only temporary ripples, ultimately negligible, insignificant.
The Hero deeply gazed into the boundless darkness beyond the earth, ready to turn and leave.
“—Wait!”
[Negotiation ets success, the Hero receives a gift from the Holy Sword]
1.5. Co to the Holy Sanctuary
2.6. Exorcism of Nightmare
3.7. Seal’s imprint
4.8. Crystal’s reforging
9. Eye of the Apocalypse
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(2)=2
♛: Exorcism of Nightmare
The Hero had just taken a step when a call to stay ca from the Dusk Fairy behind.
She turned back with so confusion and t the gaze of the Dusk Fairy.
Being the Holy Sword Spirit, the Dusk Fairy should not care much about a re Saintess Candidate.
After all, since the Church’s inception, the number of Saintesses who had prayed to her could not be counted on two hands.
But at this mont, eting the Erald Eye of the Hero, for the first ti seeing her own reflection in human pupils, a strange emotion swept across the Dusk Fairy’s heart.
It was sothing she had never felt before.
Seeing the Hero turn back in confusion, she no longer hesitated, took a deep breath determinedly.
“Although I can’t let you ‘use’ , nor can you hold in reality, if it’s my replicas, maybe they could be of help in reality.”
“Replicas?” The Hero’s eyes widened slightly.
“You an those Holy Artifacts?”
“Exactly, my replicas differ from , hardly bearing clear consciousness but are basically spiritual, aning here their ‘dream’ also exists.”
In the many ceremonial churches of the Holy City, many sword holy artifacts imitating the Eternal Holy Sword are enshrined.
As the core of the Holy City’s ley lines, connected to all cathedrals, the Eternal Holy Sword can sense their spiritual presence.
“But…” The Hero blinked, grasping the implication in the Dusk Fairy’s words, but before she could finish, the other shook her head interrupting.
“Of course, I’m aware that cathedral holy artifacts are not easily lent.”
Though for the Dusk Fairy, exchanging words with humans in humanoid form like this was a first-ti experience, as the dream of the Eternal Holy Sword’s maiden, she knew the various secrets within the Holy City like the back of her hand.
“Yet so Holy Artifacts even the believers in those churches cannot interfere with. Once you gain approval, you can use them, no one can object.
“Just…”
The Dusk Fairy paused, her gaze slightly sweeping over the Hero, as if confirming sothing, then continued:
“I sensed a certain aura from you, coincidentally eting the requirents. Being a Saintess Candidate, you presumably have no reason for refusal.”
The small fairy’s expression beca solemn, pointing towards a direction.
“The spiritual nature of the Evil-breaking Sword is in that place. If you can quell her Nightmare, she may beco your strength.”
—”Evil-breaking Sword”
The Hero’s eyes flickered slightly, recalling the sight of the rusty broken sword seen the previous day at the Evil-breaking Church.
She did not hesitate, nodding solemnly.
“…I understand.”
At the sa ti, soone’s face quickly sank.
“Huh? Have to go again.”
Though the Depraved Hero looked displeased, the Hero and small fairy both undoubtedly ignored her.
Moreover, the Dusk Fairy’s words were clear; be it out of a need for strength or a duty as a Saintess Candidate, the Hero had no reason to refuse the task.
“Alright, then I’ll leave it to you.” Seeing the Hero agree, the Dusk Fairy smiled too.
Under the surprised gaze of the Hero, the Dusk Fairy floated closer, her small figure hovering before the Hero.
Then, she lowered her head, her forehead gently touching the Hero’s brow.
The wondrous sensation ca and went.
[Sword’s Blessing (affects the enhancent of Evil-breaking Broken Sword, juncture 24 (Rusty Sword), 100 (Derusted), 300 (Broken Sword), 700 (Reforging), 1000 (connects with the Eternal Holy Sword, each subsequent 200 incrents)]
D2024=d2024(156)=156
“Don’t, don’t get the wrong idea! The spiritual dreams of Holy Artifacts are vague, you need my aura to truly contact them; that’s all it is!”
Experiencing human warmth for the first ti, the Dusk Fairy quickly pulled back, her playful face blushing, speaking rapidly.
“Oh~” The Depraved Hero drawled, making the small fairy glare at her.
“What’s with that irreverent attitude! Can’t you learn from your sister?”
“Huh? You little—”
“Thank you, I’ll do my best.”
Unconsciously reaching to rub the slightly itchy brow, the Hero smiled gently.
Then she waved goodbye to the Dusk Fairy with one hand, while rcilessly dragging along the unwilling Depraved Hero towards the newly given direction.
The two figures grew distant on the dreamscape’s earth, a dissatisfied curse from the Depraved Hero faintly heard.
“What’s good about that broken sword! Fixing it might not be better than Finger Claws! You can’t use a sword, it’s just a waste of ti—ahhhhh let go—”
“Alright stop complaining, think of it as helping Mr. Bishop. And there’s only one pair of Finger Claws, if we get that sword it might be for you, it’s the Evil-breaking Sword, wouldn’t you want to try it?”
“Hmm? Now you ntion it, might make sense…”
The Dusk Fairy remained where she was, quietly watching their silhouettes fade until they were gone from sight.
The small fairy pressed her lips, looking down at her own hands, as if through them she saw the towering dim yellow crystal pillar at the Great Cathedral’s center.
Actually, like the Evil-breaking Broken Sword, the Eternal Holy Sword still was not complete.
Its forging lacked the last step—
The Apocalypse.
Absolute calamity, the collapse of civilization, the devastation of life.
Only when the Apocalypse dyes the Holy Hall, death fills the crystal, the final sword nad sealing the End of the World, can be completed.
Therefore, whether she herself is willing, to accomplish her mission as a tool, that innate instinct made her especially perceptive to certain special things.
The Dusk Fairy spoke softly, a voice barely audible, like murmuring to herself, or whispering to soone:
“The existence bringing the Apocalypse… will you be the one to start my countdown?
“Or are you the one who will stop the clock?”
All around was empty, the Land of Dead Dreams returned to its rightful dead silence, the recent commotion seed like a dream, leaving only a slight residual echo.
The Dusk Fairy sighed softly.
“Never a day of unsheathing…
“I wish to believe those words you spoke too.”
The prayer of the Holy Sword remained unheard by anyone, thus falling into the dust of dreams.
[Hero’s Luck (1 success)]
D10=d10(3)=3
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