Chapter 754: Chapter D271: Judgent Court
Inside the cathedral’s dining hall, gentle light never extinguished since the afternoon, remaining warm and bright even into the night.
More than ten fully ard Holy Paladins arrived together, asking no questions about the anomalies within the dining hall, and quietly spread themselves outside, like statues forming an iron wall, silently guarding the two people inside.
The next day’s dawn arrived, another batch of Holy Paladins ca, and with silent nods, wordlessly completed the shift change.
Then, as the sun set and rose again, the cycle continued, but the light inside remained constant, never dimming at all.
Until the []th day, when the light finally began to dim.
D7=d7(5)=5
After the light had extinguished completely for five full days, the dining hall’s door opened slowly without wind, and the old Pope walked out with steady steps.
His complexion was rosy, blue eyes deep, showing no signs of age as he walked, surprising the Holy Paladin leader who had been standing by the elevator all those days, with a glint of joy in his eyes.
The Holy Paladin was about to speak, but the Pope gently raised his finger, signaling everyone to hush.
Behind him, a sunset-like hazy radiance enveloping the sleeping Hero, the girl slightly floated in the air, her sleeping face serene.
‘Dusk Guardian…’
Looking at the radiance surrounding the girl, the Holy Paladin’s expression showed surprise, followed by understanding and sentint.
This was the power of the Dusk Crystal, capable of isolating all disturbances in the world, a light of absolute stillness.
Inside the cathedral, only a re few had the authority to mobilize this power.
To use it just for protecting a girl’s slumber…
[Hero’s Holy City Reputation]
D10 80=d10(1) 80=81
Facing the Pope’s no longer cloudy, divine light-restricted eyes, the Holy Paladin nodded solemnly, accepting the control of Magic Power from the Pope, gently lifted the sleeping Hero through the soft light that seed tangible.
The rest of the Holy Paladins quickly ford a group, escorting the dreaming girl towards the rest room.
The old Pope silently watched them leave, under the dusk’s afterglow, the sleeping girl seed like the world’s most precious treasure.
Though the events in the dining hall could not be publicly disclosed, the radiance she blood was undoubtedly unforgettable to all who were aware.
[After seven days, the reputation of the Depraved Hero (re judgent, no experience, 20 hasn’t disappeared)]
D70=d70(44)=44
Two days later, the Hero’s consciousness gradually awakened amidst the haze.
She opened her eyes, the Erald Eyes seed to ripple with water, reflecting the unfamiliar and splendid ceiling.
“…Is this inside the cathedral?”
She rembered previously being in the Pope’s dream realm, tirelessly cleaning and rebuilding without rest.
Not only this, she had to be constantly alert for the Nightmare tide’s counterattacks, as those dark things always tried to dirty places she had just cleaned while she was unwary, angering her to punch and kick at the tide’s edge in the dream realm.
Although the nightmare’s erosion did not leave her unnoticed, every ti the nightmare’s seed attempted to root within her, the Hero always miraculously perceived it, then used Dawnlight to burn it clean.
Thus the Hero ran back and forth, diligently driving out the nightmares bit by bit.
This tug of war and stalemate lasted for an unknown period, although her efforts were effective at first, but facing deeply rooted erosion, her alone efforts inevitably fell short.
She quickly felt exhausted, stubbornly holding on, yet just as the Hero felt she could no longer endure, the tide suddenly retreated. Recognizing the futile task of eroding the White City and the taxing and unrewarding battle with the Hero, the Dream Erosion’s black tide quickly withdrew, leaving a chaotic ss.
The Hero weakly could not stop them but watched helplessly as they returned to the Nether Sea.
She knew the erosion was not completely eradicated, and the Pope’s dream realm still marked deeply, the nightmare waited for a chance to return.
Regardless, at least the Pope temporarily escaped the nightmare’s entanglents, and his life-threatening crisis lifted.
“How many days have passed since then? What about the Pope and ?”
While feeling doubtful about the current situation, the Hero also began to worry about her other self.
No matter what, so much ti has passed, the Magic Power maintaining the transformation should have long been exhausted, but now the Hero found herself still in the Twin state, seemingly with ongoing Magic Power supplentation, letting the other self continue actions during her sleep.
An utterly bewildered Hero—
1. Call the Gleaming Scale Serpent
2. Siren Princess
3. Spirit God Mage
4. Holy Paladin
5. Pope
6. Noble Lady
7. Depraved Hero
8. Key Changing
9. Final Transmitter
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(5)=5
♛: Pope
In these seven days, Depraved Hero—
1. Stirred up a trend of goblin hunting
2. Mixed with Holy Snake Sect mbers in fights
3. I eat eat eat eat
4. Saintess who destroys
5. Passionate about destroying environnts and goblins
6. Went house-raiding everywhere with the Judgent Court people
7. Did nothing
8. Demon-slaying Saintess
9. Hosted seminars
10. Great Success/Great Failure
D10=d10(6)=6
♛: Went house-raiding everywhere with the Judgent Court people
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
“Hmm? Woke up?”
Currently striding indifferently along the Holy City streets, looking around at everything, the Depraved Hero suddenly halted, with a slightly regretful yet relieved expression.
“Hmm, although it feels sowhat lacking, honestly I’m a bit tired, it’s just good for resting and getting so sleep back.”
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