The Whispering Verses Chapter 2777: Nun in Death

Chapter 2776 The Nun in Death

"They are probably devil worshippers. I think through these people we should be able to investigate what the devil has been doing recently."

Xia De said, looking at his right arm which was still red, swollen and ulcerated, the traces of ash infection on it had been reduced a lot.

But there is nothing in the deserted village, and those who arrived here through the dock left no clues. There is no point in entering the relic incident again, so the only remaining clue is the old woman they brought out from the deserted village.

"It was too risky for me to light the flames directly. The things here are indeed not something we can deal with now. Flora, can you let this person speak? This is your specialty."

Xia De asked the great witch of death:

"It's better to use the Wall of Sighs, your thaumaturgy is really useful."

But the witch shook her head in embarrassment:

"Sorry, you think that thaumaturgy is too omnipotent. The situation of the soul we brought out is very complicated. I am worried that once we try to interfere with it with external force, other parts of the demon will notice that we are investigating. it."

So Flora thought again:

"Didn't you say that you can open the passage to real death? No matter how powerful the devil is, he can't radiate his power there. The 'finish line' is one of the foundations of our world. Put this soul Exiled to real death, until she regains consciousness under the dark moon, we can try to ask questions again."

This is a good idea, and based on Shade's previous experience, it seems that all souls that enter death will return to normal when they step onto that water.

So he raised his hand to open the passage, but when he raised his right arm, he felt that his arm was still stiff and numb.

Seeing his pause, Flora hurriedly held his hand:

"Don't worry, if Daniste knows that I went out with you and you ended up like this, she will definitely blame me."

"I was too careless. I must say it again. I shouldn't have lit a fire in the cellar in a hurry."

Xia De relied on her strength to stand up on the boat. However, she no longer considered opening the one-time passage. Instead, she reached out and grabbed the oar that had just been lying in the cabin and looked ordinary. It flew into his hand.

Different from the powerful-looking [God’s Gift Box] and the rather magical [Butterfly Summoning Flute], the oar of the Ferry God has a simple appearance. There are no special patterns, let alone runes or ritual arrays.

The wooden oar only has the word "ferry" engraved on the handle, and it is also engraved in the common language of Delarion in the Sixth Age.

So Flora didn't notice anything unusual about the oar at first, but when Shade asked her to help him walk to the stern, and he grabbed the oar and prepared to row, the witch realized that this oar was unusual. The oars are a bit too quaint.

The drizzle of light rain on the body was particularly comfortable for the two people who had just escaped from the fire. Flora's perception made her realize that something was wrong:

"Where did this oar come from? I feel an unusual power."

"Similar to the origin of my gift box."

Shade said vaguely, and the beautiful lady raised her eyebrows, but before she could be surprised, Shade had already stood at the stern of the boat with the support of her arms:

"I'll punt with you, we're going to set off."

Shad was not really unable to stand, he was only injured in his arms, not his legs. Although he did feel a little weak just now, he recovered after lying down for a while. He just hoped that Flora could feel the next feeling, and the witch, who mistakenly thought that Shade really couldn't stand, immediately turned behind Shade, put her hands around him, and grabbed the oar with him.

The old man's soul was still standing blankly in the cabin, and as the oar was inserted into the water, Shade exerted slight force, and the speed of the boat drifting along the water suddenly accelerated.

Shad didn't row the oar very frequently, but only occasionally used it to stir the water.

None of them spoke, but gradually, in the slightly monotonous sound of water, the witch felt an indescribable and wonderful feeling. This feeling is like the trembling caused by listening to the last sigh of the deceased, and also like the touch when seeing the last look back at the loved ones of the soul that refuses to leave, but cannot stay.

Unconsciously, the boat sailed into a mist, and then at a certain moment, the surrounding fog suddenly became so thick that the scenery of the surrounding forestland was completely invisible.

The sounds in the forest in late autumn completely disappeared, leaving only the sound of Shade paddling his oar. Flora Winslet, who was holding the oar with Shade, felt that her whole body was chilling, and death was touching her soul in an indescribable way.

But the coldness quickly disappeared, because the gentle moon-like warmth from the man she was hugging effectively dispelled the chill caused by touching death.

She held her breath subconsciously, and subconsciously moved the paddle harder with her hand, and then she felt Shade exerting a force in the opposite direction:

"Wrong, not in that direction."

Xia De looked at the faint golden light traces on the water in the fog caused by the blessing of the "God of Ferry" and said, then he controlled the boat to turn slightly in the fog and sailed farther away.

So Flora stopped exerting force and let Shade hold her hand to control the boat.

Perhaps just a few seconds later, or perhaps a long time passed, a silvery glow came from behind in the dense milky white luminous fog.

Flora subconsciously turned around and looked back, and the fog dispersed. She saw the huge silver moon half submerged in the dark water, and she also saw countless milky white luminous souls standing calmly in front of the silver moon. , and gradually walked towards the legendary dark moon.

That is the direction of the end, that is the true destination of the dead.

"Death."

Although she had never seen the scenery here due to various reasons in the past, she had never felt that she had entered death so truly. But because of the small boat under her feet, the power of death did not seriously affect her.

Obviously she was here, but she was staring at Ming Yue as a living person. Thinking of this, she felt like she was really going to tremble.

The boat shook slightly, and Flora looked back and noticed that the wooden boat had run aground on a shoal. The shoal is composed of faded pebbles and gray sandstone. The shoal is not large. At the end is a seemingly endless stone wall extending to both sides. In the middle of the stone wall is a wall that she has seen in the parliamentary records. , the "Door of Death" used by the witches of the Fifth Age to execute prisoners.

The eight-ring life ring appeared unconsciously at this time, but it was silent because of the environment at this time, and even the steam mist was almost extremely thin.

At the same time, the eight golden steps also appeared behind her step by step. Just as Flora was about to confirm what she had gained from the journey just now, she heard Sha Dehu shout:

"Sister Devlin!"

On the beach of the underworld, the nun who was kneeling in front of the fire, holding her hands together with her head resting on her hands, raised her head. The [Ashes] sword was stuck in the bonfire, and the silver blindfold shone with a dark and unknown light when "looking" at them in the firelight.

What is very interesting is that before Shade called out the nun's name, Flora was completely unaware that there were bonfires and people on the beach. It’s not that I ignored it deliberately, but it seemed like Sister Devlin wasn’t here at all before that:

"Sister Devlin?"

Shad knew that Sister Devlin had temporarily left the sacrificial site in order to improve her power, but he did not expect that she would appear here. As he spoke, he jumped off the boat. Flora, who was still holding him, was about to follow, but her instinctive perception of danger made her stop immediately.

Unlike Shade and Sister Devlin, she had better not leave the boat unless necessary.

Sister Devlin also stood up from the fire, and with her feet under the nun's robe, she crossed the bonfire and came to the boat on the shore. She folded her hands and hung them in front of her. She nodded to Flora Winslet first, and then "looked" at the burn marks that remained on Shade's arms.

Although Sister Devlin’s slightly drooped white face showed no expression, the witch watching this scene knew immediately that she was angry. Shade originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the nun looking at his arm, he closed his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Sister Devlin took the initiative to reach out her right hand and aimed it at Shade's arm. Some soft firelight was led out by her right hand, and then the soft firelight touched Shade's skin:

"Thaumaturge - warm fire."

In the soft firelight, the burn marks on Shade's hands faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. But the nun did not let go. Instead, she lowered her head and slightly raised her blindfold with her left hand, then grabbed Shade's arm and placed it in front of her lowered gray eyes.

Xia De then felt a little moisture on the back of his hand:

"Thaumaturge - Healing Tears."

The ash curse that was still entangled with Shade just now and the harmless but disgusting demonic curse that lurked disappeared in that drop of tears, like ice encountering magma.

After doing this, the nun put down Shade's hand, then lowered her head and pushed down her blindfold and straightened it up. She said nothing during the entire treatment, but the witch who watched all this still thought it was terrible.

It's not that the healing process is scary, but that this nun, who usually doesn't talk much and seems very quiet, is scary. Before this autumn, her few interactions with Sister Devlin were limited to the parliament. She originally thought that Sister Devlin had a very introverted personality, but now it seems that her judgment was completely wrong.

The fire nun is like a burnt wood. Although it looks lifeless, the flames are enough to ignite the entire world if necessary.