goddess of revolution

Chapter 381 Nama and Glonia, the cracked justice

As night fell, Cheyandia was brightly lit.

The paladins here no longer do poverty and penance. Although the buildings still retain the style of the Xia'an era, other municipal facilities are already on par with Beta City. At least the streets and rooms are equipped with fluorite lamps.

In the wooden house where Xia An used to live, the purple-haired girl flipped through the thick divine scriptures under the dim oil lamp, reading with her only left eye.

Suddenly there was a sharp whistle outside the house, followed by noisy footsteps.

Nama muttered, "Is something serious going on again?"

The paladins in Xia'andia have all joined the "Comprehensive Management and Law Enforcement Brigade", and in accordance with the "Adventurer Management and Punishment Regulations" formulated by Fei Gong, they cooperate with the Scarlet Temple and Beta City Guards to practice justice on the Godfall Plateau.

This kind of siren is an emergency call, which means that something important has happened, but it is already the norm in Cheyandia.

A gleam of heat flashed in her eyes, and then she touched the empty sleeve of her right arm with her left hand, and sighed sadly.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and it was Ralph, who leaned on the door frame with his fake hand made of magic metal, and gasped, "Nama, a large number of undead appeared in the hilly area to the west! The leader is still a hero." The death knights at the peak level have already wiped out several adventurer teams!"

"Undead again?"

Nama frowned and said, "It was also a bone dragon last night, and the movements of the undead seem to be very loud these two days."

"That's right, Otto and the others have rushed over with the city guards, and they want us to help immediately." Ralph said eagerly, "Nama, you can go with us too!"

Nama shook her head bitterly: "What can I do?"

Ralph said: "You don't need to fight, as long as you are there, the morale of our paladins will rise!"

Nama raised her left hand, and a faint golden holy light swam between her fingers and palms. It seemed that it was about to condense into an arc of light, but it still couldn't take shape.

"I can't even use Evil Breaking Slash now, so I am no longer a paladin." She sighed, "Moreover, most of the paladins don't know me now."

Seeing that the faith of the senior he admired in the past has fallen to such a level, Ralph was stunned for a moment: "Nama..."

"Thank you, Ralph, I know you have been helping me." Nama patted the book of God: "I will not give up, so let's work hard."

Facing Nama's smile, Ralph was speechless and nodded heavily.

After Ralph left, Nama continued to read the tome.

"Pure justice independent of others..."

Nama rubbed the paper and sighed: "Even in the records of the original gods, there is no such justice."

She looked up at the ceiling: "Teacher, although you have changed the way, I will not change. Remember? When you brought us out of the slums, the little girl who was holding her sister had already made a promise with you ah."

She murmured: "A promise is more important than anything else. It is the promise that allows me to walk on the path of justice. It is the promise that allows me to continue walking even if I lose your guidance. That's right, the promise is...justice... "

The light and shadow were in a trance, and it seemed that the space was scattered at this moment. Nama seemed to have lost her soul, and her whole body froze.

A little bit of golden light overflowed from the divine tome, penetrating into Nama's body, and the pages of the book faded.

After a while, her whole body was immersed in the golden light, like a sculpture.

The golden light gradually dissipated, and there was life in Nama's eyes again.

She looked at the tome that had been turned into ashes, and then looked at her own hand, the sleeve that was originally empty, actually swayed, and finally stood upright.

"my hand……"

She let out a low cry in astonishment, a pair of golden wings suddenly stretched out from behind her, and a hand glowing with golden light also stretched out from her sleeve, holding a huge golden book in her hand.

That hand seemed to be out of her control, and she opened the big book straight away, lines of runes came into her eyes, and her right eye covered by the eyepatch also overflowed with golden light, as if she had recovered her normal vision.

Looking at it, her expression changed from astonishment to confusion, and then from confusion to enlightenment.

She said joyfully: "My lord, Long De, I understand your divine will!"

She removed the blindfold again, and in the golden light of her right eye, there was vaguely a balance.

The walls seemed to be transparent, and the assembled paladins exuded golden light, some of which were fading from the golden color, turning back to the light golden color when Duke Prell obtained the handle of Tyre.

"I understand, my lord has made clear the direction of justice, and I will speak for my lord to uphold such justice."

Nama sighed deeply, and then said piously: "Thank you for the care of my lord, I will definitely let the light of justice shine on Finn!"

The golden light shone in the wooden house, and the paladins who came and went were rushing to the battlefield, but they didn't care.

After a long time, the wooden house returned to darkness, with faint dust flying in the room, and three letters were placed on the table.

Under the flickering oil lamp, one could vaguely see the words "To Ralph", "To Nicole" and "To The Duke of Prior" written on the envelopes.

………………

The moonlight reflected on the sea of ​​sand was not much darker than the day.

On the back of a huge sand dune, hundreds of ragged people sprawled on the ground, enjoying the rare coolness.

Everyone was gasping for breath, as if the water vapor in the air could bring them a little bit of moisture and moisten their bodies that were about to dry out.

"Water... water... I see water!"

One jumped up, drew a dagger and stabbed the other in the neck.Blood spurted out, he bit the wound, sucking greedily.

When others pulled this person away, he yelled frantically: "We are all going to die here! This is our retribution! Ahaha..."

The cry stopped abruptly, he looked down and saw the tip of the sword protruding from his heart, muttering "Retribution", he fell to the ground without a sound.

A young man flicked the blood on the sword and said to the people around him, "Drag him and this person outside together."

There was no movement, the young man gritted his teeth, and said again: "Find a place where no one is around, you can drink."

He said sharply again: "No meat is allowed! I will kill whoever eats it!"

People swarmed up and dragged a dead man and a dying man out.

The young man pursed his chapped lips, shook his head, walked through the chaotic crowd, and entered a tent.

"Gaston..."

A hoarse voice sounded: "Can everyone persevere tonight?"

The red-haired girl was sitting in the tent, her face was covered with wind and frost, her cheekbones were sunken, but her pupils were radiant.

Gaston hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I think it's very difficult. The lack of food is the second most important thing. The main reason is that there is no water."

He said angrily: "We shouldn't have robbed the caravan! It's all Esther, it wasn't him who condoned those people to attack the caravan, how could we be forced to go this way!?"

"I knew you would speak ill of me." Another young man entered the tent, and it was Esther, who sneered and said, "At the beginning I said not to bring so many people, we didn't have enough supplies. You have to say these things Humans are also partners of justice, we cannot abandon them, what now? The partners of justice are drinking human blood and eating human flesh!"

"To shut up!"

Gronia shouted, and they both fell silent.

"I was the one who agreed to plunder the caravan, and I was the one who took everyone with me. Right or wrong, I made the decision." She said coldly, "Aren't you already shaken, and by attacking each other, Is it wrong to question my choices?"

The two kept saying they didn't dare, and retreated in fear.

The holy light flickered in his hand, and the blade of Tyr was revealed, but the brilliance was much dimmer than before.

Gronia licked her dry lips and whispered, "Did I really go the wrong way?"

Killing the rich and helping the poor in the Kester Kingdom certainly formed a team, but it also caused some paladins to leave him.What's more serious is that the wild mages, druids and other professionals who were originally recruited all escaped.

Continue to go north, plundering the caravan along the way, but was wanted by the Chamber of Commerce, unable to go to the mountains to the west.The terrain there is complex, and the mountain people are brave and good at fighting, and they are also loyal to the Kingdom of Erxiang and Kester.

She led a team of several thousand people and chose to cross the Sea of ​​Weeping Sands to the Kingdom of Brad, her scheduled stage.

But she far underestimated the horror of the power of nature, and the team shrunk to less than 1000 people in the middle of the journey.Also because of the lack of guides, they couldn't find an oasis in the desert, and quickly ran out of drinking water and food.

Even if there is a magician who can teleport, or a druid and ranger who can find paths, it would be great.

It's a pity that not only are these professionals gone, but also because of the changes in the divine power of her paladins, the magic tools can't be used, they can't be teleported, and the supplies can only be carried by mules and horses.

Supplies were quickly exhausted, and mules and horses were killed to drink blood and eat meat.Tonight, some people have already started killing people, drinking blood, and even eating meat.Her body hadn't reached its limit yet, and her mind was about to collapse.

Even the Blade of Tyr couldn't suppress the fear in her heart, it was the fear from the depths of her soul.

Restless and extremely restless, she came out of the tent.

Gaston and Esther are leading their loyal subordinates to try their best to maintain order. The surrounding area of ​​the tent is still peaceful, but faint screams can already be heard farther away.

She trekked to the top of the dunes and looked up at the crescent moon.

"Unfortunately, Ms. Yue is long gone." For some reason, Gronia expressed such emotion.

She dropped to her knees and drove the blade of Tyr into the sand.

"Londe, the paladin Gronia begs for your guidance, for your help..."

"She is fighting for you, but she needs direction, water and food, and the strength to persevere..."

"She firmly believes that you will bestow all this, just like when you bestowed divine power on her and entrusted her with the duty of justice..."

"Longde...my lord..."

She kept praying, but the brilliance of Tyr's Blade was still dim, which made her heart gradually become cold, and tears slid down her cheeks, dripping and splashing on the gravel.

"My lord...have you abandoned me? I am your saint..."

Shouting like this in my mouth, thinking like this in my heart, deep in my heart, a thought keeps getting bigger and lingering.

"God, no matter which god it is, if you can get me out of the predicament in front of me and realize my wish for revenge, I will dedicate my soul to you!"

A voice that seemed to rise from the gloom suddenly sounded: "Even if you abandon Longde's belief?"

No!I am a paladin!I am loyal to justice, and to Longdu!
Gronia shouted in her heart, but a ray of distracting thoughts magnified into the same voice: "If Longde really cares for me, why didn't he come to save me?"

"You have abandoned the faith of Longdu," said the ghostly voice.

Gronia looked at the rapidly fading holy light on Tyr's blade, and exclaimed, "No—!"

The voice said again: "You have not received Longde's favor. The sword in your hand is not part of the scale of Tyre. It is actually my lost artifact. It still condenses justice, and it is this justice that favors you. you."

Glonia asked blankly: "This is... what kind of justice?"

The other party asked back: "Do you still believe in justice? Are you willing to dedicate your soul to such justice?"

The destruction of Baiyu City, the suffering of fleeing, the humiliation suffered in Beta City, the fear of killing Mayne in the woods, scenes of the past flashed in Gronia's mind.

If you can't take revenge, if you can't get to that step, what you have endured before is nothing! ?
She shouted in her heart: "Of course I am willing! I believe in justice! As long as this kind of justice allows me to take revenge, kill the Blood Crown Queen and her followers, and destroy her evil rule, I am willing to give everything, even It's the soul!"

"Very good, paladin, you will be the first paladin I return to the order of God," said the voice in a low voice, "The sword in your hand is called the Blade of Vengeance, and it is me, the God of Suffering and Vengeance , Ismat was lost 1000 years ago, and now I give you its true power, that is... the justice of the victims!"

Ismart...

Gronia was in a trance, feeling that there was something missing in her heart, but she couldn't say anything, she just felt a little lucky, this is a good god after all.

Then her mind was shaken, and a majestic force gushed out from the long sword in her hand, and the originally dim golden light shone brightly again, strangely, there was a ray of scarlet faintly seeping in it.

This force poured into Gronia's body, washed her soul, and swept away her fatigue.

Feeling stronger and more excited than ever before, she subconsciously shouted: "Praise Ismat!"

Wings of light stretched from her back, more dazzling than the previous golden light, and in the center of each bulging light beam, there was a blood-thirsty line floating around.

The abnormal shape at the top of the dune made everyone look up, and everyone saw Gloria's wings floating, kneeling in front of a huge phantom.The phantom with a long robe and a hood could not see his face clearly, and dissipated amidst laughter.

Then the sand dunes shook suddenly, and the sand surface under Gronia's sword quickly became moist, wisps of water seeped out, and soon turned into spring-like water.

When the cool and clean water column erupts from the top of the sand dunes and pours down the sand dunes like a waterfall, and you can also see huge fish churning in the water, the crowd is boiling.

They rushed to the waterfall, drinking water and catching fish, all shouting Gloria's name.

Gronia was floating in the air, looking at the long sword whose spine turned blood-colored, feeling the strange divine power in her body, and frowned slightly.

Then she raised her eyebrows and raised her sword and shouted: "This is Ismat's blessing! From now on, we serve Ismat as our master, and we are Ismat's paladins!"

(End of this chapter)