Guangming City.
The holy mountain is towering. It is said that this is the land of sunset. The boundless blazing light rises in the east and sets in the west, and finally returns to the city of light. The day in this world will always disappear, but only here, there will never be night.
Shrouded in red clouds, the lake at the foot of the Holy Mountain is rendered like red crystal, reflecting sparkling waves.
In the distance, an old servant bowed towards the lake.
"Sir, the goddess has escaped, and the Holy Judge has been assembled..."
His voice slowly swayed.
A thin figure wearing red armor sat cross-legged in the middle of the red lake. He was redder and brighter than the sky and the lake.
There was a gentle breeze and the water was calm.
Blow by the wind from all directions, the lake set off ripples, but the waves around him remained calm. When the water waves reached his side, they seed to be blocked by invisible barriers——
The eye sockets of the ancient armor slowly lit up with a blazing light.
Jia Wei, the great knight of Guangming City, opened his eyes and spoke slowly, his voice unexpectedly young and magnetic.
"hold on."
He had been sitting on the Red Lake for several days.
These days, what Jia Wei does is very simple, just wait.
He was waiting for Central City's reply to him, for Zhuxue's reply... and for the Queen's attitude.
The goddess made a mistake and was ordered to be imprisoned in the city by Lord Shenzuo. Her escape this ti was not only a challenge to Shenwei, but more importantly... this is the realm of God. Jia Wei really couldn't understand how ng Xizhou managed to escape from Lord Shenzuo. of?
Is it a 【door】?
During this period of ti, the Holy Inquisitor has searched the entire Guangming City, but has not found anything that looks like a 【door】, let alone suspicious fluctuations of extraordinary aura.
The last place where ngxizhou appeared was this lake.
And he sat cross-legged for several days without gaining anything.
For him, besides bringing the goddess back, the most important thing is to figure out...how she left.
Otherwise, if there is a first ti, there will be a second ti.
Jia Wei lowered her head and looked calmly at the red lake below her... The reason why the lake is so bright is because it is too clear and carries countless pure lights, so it completely reflects the red sky at the mont. .
It also reflected a helt made of rusty steel.
He stretched out his steel palm and touched the lake water. This ti, ripples appeared on the mirror-smooth surface of the lake. "Myself" on the other side of the lake also stretched out his palm and pressed against each other silently.
The waves gradually beca smaller.
Until almost extinguished.
"Master Jia Wei, there is another news..."
After a brief silence, the old servant whispered: "We have lost the 'spiritual link' of the blessed son. He has completely disappeared from the induction of the City of Light. This is unprecedented."
The water patterns that had almost converged to zero were once again chaotic at this mont.
Jia Wei raised her head.
The heavy armor obscured his face, but the surprise in his eyes was clearly visible.
There is light everywhere in the world.
No matter where a person with a "blessing" goes, unless he crosses the giant wall fortress and goes to the unknown, foggy 【Old World】...otherwise, how can he lose his senses?
"The blessed son went to the Doru River disaster area."
The old servant said slowly: "That place is said to be the old land that Hades set foot on..."
Hades.
After hearing these two words.
Jia Wei was slightly absent-minded, and then a ray of murderous intent flashed across his eyes!
The City of Light is synonymous with holiness and holiness, and the Holy Inquisitor is the ssenger of justice and light. As the great knight of the City of Light and the leader of the Holy Inquisition... what he hates most is darkness, coldness, weirdness, and ominousness.
Pluto who combines these negative words into one body.
Twenty years ago, a war broke out between Guangming City and Pluto.
Jia Wei still rembers the scene on that battlefield...
Broken limbs broken.
Blood flew everywhere.
Those who fall, rise again.
The transcendent who was once his comrade slashed at him with his sword.
The person who did this kind of thing that violated the iron laws of the supernatural world was Pluto. He used the "power of fire" to break through the taboos of life and death, maniacally manipulated the life and death of extraordinary people, and sent the Holy Judge sent by the City of Light. The crusade legions were all drawn into their own spiritual realm.
It wasn't so much a war.
Rather...it was a massacre.
All the Holy Judges back then fell into purgatory, and although they were eventually rescued by the God of Light...but each of them suffered a huge blow, and those who died in the hands of Pluto were actually a kind of relief.
Because those survivors who were truly alive, after returning to reality, slowly understood that "living" was the real torture.
That war turned into a nightmare.
It's always playing in my mind.
Even if the God of Light used a lot of power to eradicate these nightmares... what could be eliminated was only the ntal toxin of Pluto's fire. Those images were deeply planted in the spiritual sea, and it seed that only death would provide relief.
After the war, it took Jia Wei a long ti to get out of the shadows under the healing light.
Only later did he learn that the long massacre that the Holy Judge had encountered in the spiritual realm of Pluto... in the real world, was just a matter of a mont.
The God of Light took action very quickly.
But for a mont.
That massacre seed to have lasted for a hundred years.
That battle left irreparable consequences.
To this day, the "image" left behind by Pluto's massacre is still lingering in his mind. Only by being wrapped in this cold armor and bathed in light can he feel a little reassuring warmth...
His body is in the light and his heart is in hell.
These years have been torture every mont.
Fortunately, after that battle, Pluto disappeared not long after.
All parties in the five continents, and even the highest seat of the parliant, all acquiesced in the fall of this divine throne.
Jia Wei kept comforting herself that the sacrifices made by the Holy Judge were not in vain. The God of Light finally severely damaged that evil and dark existence... If this darkness can be eradicated, no matter how much the sacrifice is, it will be considered worthwhile.
Unfortunately.
"Pluto's Fire" has been missing.
When searching for fire in the 【Old World】, the Holy Judges he led worked the hardest.
After suffering a heavy blow, the biggest motivation for Jia Wei to continue is to fight against darkness... His greatest wish is to find the "Pluto's Fire
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