Chapter 783: The Chosen One of Death

No. 6 St. Theresa Square, the boundary land on the third floor. As the black wind roared out, Miss Galina stood at the very front, protecting Tifa and Luweiya behind her. All three simultaneously gained the same spiritual rune, Black Whisper - 【Death】.

And behind the door, in the place called true death, there actually appeared light that shouldn't have appeared.

That was warm firelight, and the sound of crackling burning was very reassuring. The three ladies in Tobesk also saw the scene behind the door at this time.

They couldn't see the water domain flickering with starlight, but they could see the bonfire and the circle of people sitting around the bonfire. Luweiya and Miss Galina were both startled:

"Why are there so many people? Is this place something you can just enter?"

The sound of the door opening also made the circle of people sitting by the bonfire look over.

"Xia De, why is only your appearance completely clear, while the others are all blurred shadows?"

Miss Galina asked again. Xia De stood up with a smile:

"Who these people are is not important. However, it's really great to see you now, good evening."

He waved with a smile, so the witch didn't ask about the identities of the others, but breathed a sigh of relief:

"Detective, you really know how to find trouble for me, actually running to such a place. Is it over? I'm still waiting for your story."

"It's not over yet, but it's almost there."

He signaled everyone to get up and leave.

However, once Xia De left here, the already weak "Tree's Kiss" bonfire would immediately go out. He no longer had the strength to expand the Mystery Lock again; the church's "Trace of the Holy Tree" would take on all the sealing tasks.

"Good evening."

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na also greeted her teacher. Miss Galina only realized that Yin Yi Yi Lu Na was also here when she heard the voice.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na looked outside the door and asked hesitantly:

"Where will we appear after leaving here? St. Theresa Square? Then what about the Mid-Hill Fort matter?"

"Don't worry, although I don't know how this door opened in Xia De's house, because of the nature of the Gate of Death, we have to return to where we came from. Of course, choosing to return to St. Theresa Square is also fine."

The priest said; he knew this door very well.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na was relieved, and the witch urged from outside:

"Hurry up, if this door stays open for a while longer, I'm worried that when Xia De comes home, his house will really become a ghost domain. Detective, don't you really consider moving?"

"I won't consider moving for the time being... Yin Yi Yi Lu Na, go quickly, you still have to hold the ritual later, and then go face the final big battle in Mid-Hill Fort."

"What ritual?"

The witch outside the door asked, and Luweiya behind her widened her eyes, she also understood:

"Yin Yi Yi Lu Na is the fourth sequence candidate?"

"What? Can the same person inherit two identities?"

Miss Galina turned to look at her.

"An identity can of course only belong to one person, but Yin Yi Yi Lu Na can obtain part of the power. The Chosen One of Death is the second candidate, this has already been decided... it wasn't decided by me, it was decided by the nun."

Sister Daifulin, who had not yet stood up by the bonfire, shook her head with a smile, but unfortunately, Xia De didn't see it.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na stood in front of Xia De. Xia De handed the 【Night Watcher】 in his hand to her solemnly, looking at her somewhat uneasy eyes:

"Take this and go defeat the undead aggregate gathered by the Narrow Gap. When the church performs the final step of the 'Trace of the Holy Tree' ritual, you hold this sword and act as the final executioner of the ritual. Leaving this sword at the core of the ritual can maximize the effect of the ritual. Although it won't permanently seal the Narrow Gap, at least it can extend the seal by a hundred years."

He patted Yin Yi Yi Lu Na on the shoulder, and the long brown-haired girl asked:

"This sword is given to me, you..."

"I'm exhausted today and don't want to participate in the battle against the undead anymore, so you do it. Yin Yi Yi Lu Na Beiyasi, you are the Chosen One, aren't you?"

Xia De said with a smile, pretending to be relieved. Subsequently, he gave the bone whistle left after the nun burned Barton's corpse to Yin Yi Yi Lu Na:

"The sustenance of the power of the Old God 【Ancient God of Death】, take this. I'm actually very curious about what the function of this whistle is."

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na nodded very seriously, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed Xia De on the side of his face with a flushed face:

"You don't have to do everything, Xia De, this time I will solve all of this."

She hurried toward the opened stone gate, as if worried about being seen by others with her flushed face. But Yin Yi Yi Lu Na did not appear in the boundary of St. Theresa Square behind the door, but went to the church in the Narrow Gap.

"Don't forget, after this matter ends, you are to accompany me to the sect's headquarters."

Sister Daifulin stood up and said this for the third time.

"Okay nun, go quickly, the identity of the Chosen One of Death belongs to you."

The nun nodded to Xia De slightly, picked up the kerosene lamp that no longer had a flame, and then touched her eye mask:

"This is an ornament made of mithril from the Ancient God of Death sect."

She waited for a moment, calculated the time, and also walked toward the big door, then disappeared.

Priest Ao Gu Si stood up third, came to Xia De's side, holding the severed arm in his hand:

"I say detective, don't always get involved in such dangerous things. Although young people have drive, they must also pay attention to safety. Look, if I hadn't helped you this time, you would have been in danger."

The old man put his pipe into his bosom:

"Then we'll see you in Tobesk. I expect to be back at the end of this month, and I'll bring you souvenirs."

Calculating that the time for the first two to leave was about the same, he patted Xia De on the shoulder and also walked toward the door.

Xia De finally looked at Joey Barton and Marilyn Handel. The two helped each other stand up.

"You follow me to Tobesk, and then leave from Tobesk."

They both entered death from the natural church in the Narrow Gap, but now they certainly couldn't go back from there.

"Thank you..."

Mr. Barton wanted to speak, but Xia De interrupted him:

"No need to thank me, everything has a price.

Even if we help you and let you resurrect this lady, but next, the curse of death will entangle you for life, and the numbness of the soul and the fragility of the flesh will also make you gradually discover that perhaps being alive is not a good thing. Mortals must die; you can only make the process more meaningful, but I hope that when you return here again..."

Xia De pointed to the ground beneath his feet:

"... don't regret today's decision."

Mr. Barton bowed deeply. He was no longer in the image of a small, deformed child, and his appearance was becoming more and more normal. Losing the identity of the Chosen One seemed to have allowed his soul to shake off all the influences of his lifetime:

"No matter what, Watson... Mr. Hamilton, you are the most important friend in my life."

"But you are no longer my friend."

Xia De said, seeing that the bonfire by his feet had already gone out:

"Remember to do more good deeds, perhaps twenty years, perhaps thirty years, or even fifty years. One day, I will go looking for you. If you are still alive, then you can tell me about the things you have done over the years."

Mr. Barton's soul held Handel's hand:

"Except for meeting her, the luckiest thing in my life is probably meeting you."

"No need to say such polite words. After arriving at my house, you go and tell the ladies in my house about tonight's story. Then, stay away from all this, stay away from disputes. Good luck to you, I hope you don't return to this shallows too soon."

"That is Joey Barton, aren't they enemies? Why did it change to a tragic opera?"

The witch outside the door asked Luweiya suspiciously. The purple-eyed girl shook her head:

"But looking at Xia De's expression, is he going to do something big tonight?"

"Nothing big, I still have to go to Mid-Hill Fort in a while to find two people in reality."

Xia De said, and also stepped out of the Gate of Death, followed by Handel and the undead she was holding. Both of them had gray patterns on their bodies, which were traces of the curse.

The stone gate closed behind them, but the relic out-of-control caused by the invasion of death and the restlessness of the entire boundary land were far from stopping.

If not handled properly, No. 6 St. Theresa Square might really not be habitable.

(Dorothy is rushing the manuscript...)

Mid-Hill Fort, Narrow Gap of Life and Death, in that thick fog, a gust of wind suddenly rose.

The nearly crazy evil spirits in the Narrow Gap, carrying terrifying whisper elements, launched a final attack on the three passages. But as this strange wind appeared at the foot of the mountain and the mountainside almost at the same time, the undead stopped their actions.

Subsequently, whether in the Narrow Gap or reality, everyone saw two pure white light pillars descending from the sky one after another. Even the thick fog could not cover their colors, and even the whisper elements could not cover that near-substantial miracle power originating from the Old God.

Yin Yi Yi Lu Na Beiyasi, who had died and been reborn, walked out of the natural church in the Narrow Gap, and Sister Daifulin, holding the fire, also walked out of the passage on the mountainside.

Pure white light pillars enveloped them, as if transparent feathers were sprinkled on the earth. Under the gaze of the church's ring sorcerers, witches, and all the people in Mid-Hill Fort who could look up at the sky, thirteen golden light points appeared in the sky filled with white fog.

"Chosen One ritual... but isn't Beiyasi already Balance... hmm? Why is there a light pillar on the mountain? And it appeared later than ours? Hmm? Why did Beiyasi land, isn't it a ritual?"

Mr. Langdao, a twelve-ring sorcerer of the Peace Church, asked in surprise.

"Chosen One ritual... sure enough, it's Daifulin. Although the Spiritual Cult does not belong to the parliament, the parliament finally... hmm? Why is there a light pillar at the foot of the mountain? And it appeared earlier than ours, hmm? Why did the light at the foot of the mountain go out?"

Miss Aurora asked Granny Cassandra, who was looking up, in surprise.

Brilliant golden color burst out on Sister Daifulin on the mountainside of Xical Mountain in the Narrow Gap. Her feet left the ground, and the nun who rose in the light beam opened her arms. The massive eleven-ring brass wheel ring behind her complemented the golden spiritual light.

The pure white light pillar gradually transformed into a golden color, and the thirteen-light-point ritual base merged with the Fate Ring behind her. The brass wheel ring became blurred during high-speed rotation, leaving only thirteen stable light points. Subsequently, in that near-chaotic brilliance, the thirteen light points distributed in a circle gathered inward, forming a sickle-shaped pattern.

The golden shock wave spread toward the surroundings, the light points hid in the Fate Ring, and the original brass Fate Ring transformed into a dark golden sickle at this moment.

Power that seemed to have traveled from ancient times, power originating from a more primitive era, swept across the entire Narrow Gap with the mountainside as the center at this moment.

The Chosen One of Death officially completed the ritual. Although the story was not particularly perfect, it still represented that the third section of the "Whispering Poem" had come to a complete end.

Miss Aurora flicked her long hair, looking at Sister Daifulin who was gradually landing in the wind, a smile appearing on the heroic witch's face:

"What about the Orthodox Church? The Truth Society is just a group of clowns. The winner this time seems to be the parliament. Nun, after the next battle ends, let's talk about the in-depth cooperation between the Spiritual Cult and the Witch Parliament. Haven't you always wanted to see the real parliament?" ===== CHAPTER 784 =====