Chapter 2980 Journey of the Saints

"Saint Isaac, on behalf of the Lord of Destiny, I convey to you the will from the clouds."

The high-ranking priest, whose entire body was shrouded in dark blue robes and whose face could not be seen clearly, respectfully saluted the dazzling man in front of him.

In front of the high priest, Isaac nodded lightly in return. After leaving the City of Light, he took the homeless girl Sania all the way back to the center of Erathia and met the high priest who conveyed the will. .

The silence of the flames plunged the entire Erathia into darkness. The closer we get to the capital of Erathia, the brighter the sky becomes. From the glow of stars to the faint translucence, the hope of mankind to fight against this doomsday exists. In the city in the clouds at the end of the sky.

"Ronis, what news did you bring me?"

Isaac asked. The high-level priest in front of him had a relationship with him in the City of Light. The luminous method that Ronis brought back from the City of Light freed the people of Erathia from being troubled by darkness.

"That's sad news about your godmother, the angel of Andorra who is the incarnation of the righteous." Ronis sighed.

Isaac was slightly stunned. Hearing that the matter was related to his godmother, it seemed that it was not good news. His heart suddenly became anxious, and he quickly followed Ronis's words and asked: "What happened? Angel of Andorra With the blessing of fate, how could an accident happen?"

Ronis just shook his head, as if he didn't want to believe the content of his words: "According to the oracle issued by the Stigmata, the Angel of Andorra has abandoned his destiny and turned his back to become a member of the enemy. The Angel of Andorra has always been known as Known for their piety, no one among the angels in the clouds wanted to believe it, but it was what it was.”

"This is impossible!" Isaac roared. "Ever since I woke up from the clouds, the Angel of Andorra has taught me to remain pious. She has eliminated distracting thoughts in my faith and is the godmother I admire most. How is this possible? Will something like this happen? Those unjust people must have done something to her. Where is she now? Brakada, right? I will go find her immediately!"

After that, the angry Isaac made a move to leave. Seeing this, Ronis stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I understand your confusion and anger. Naturally, the Stigmata have already expected that this oracle was specially sent to you. Do you accept it or not?" Ronis said slowly.

Isaac took a deep breath. The oracle from the Stigma in the Clouds was something that, as a saint, he could not ignore no matter what. In the end, he could only half-kneel on the ground: "I am willing to accept the Stigma. oracle."

Ronis took out a sealed parchment from his sleeve. The paint was printed with a gryphon waving its claws and spreading its wings. It was the seal belonging to the King of Erathia. Ronis opened the parchment scroll, and saw golden light shining out of it, dyeing Ronis's face golden. He stared at the contents of the scroll intently:

"Andor rebelled against Yunzhong City, and the position of the Holy Angel of Judgment is vacant. Saint Isaac will return to the Holy City of Clouds today to succeed the Holy Angel of Judgment."

Ronis slowly read out the oracle, and the expression on his face also changed faintly. Before reading out the contents of the oracle, Ronis did not know the specific contents. Although he knew that Andor was Isaac's godmother, he also knew that Isaac would definitely complain about this matter after Andor's rebellion. What he didn't expect was that the Stigmata actually chose Saint Isaac as the next Holy Angel.

Among all types of angels, the Holy Judgment Angel enjoys an extremely special status. Its overall strength is by no means inferior to that of the Archangel. The blessing that comes from fate can make all enemies complain endlessly.

After re-rolling the parchment, Ronis took a deep breath. The dazzling light returned to calm as the parchment was rolled up, but there was still a little light remaining in his eyes, which could not dissipate for a long time:

"Holy Judgment Angel... that is not an easy position. All Holy Judgment Angels will not end well. Holy Judgment Angel Lucifer, after his fall, he became the king of hell and is still causing harm to the world. Holy Judgment Angel The angel Andor has now betrayed Cloud City. The above is the content of the oracle, and I can only wish you good luck and don't make the same mistakes as those angels."

After saying these words, Ronis turned and left. Isaac stood there blankly. He was appointed as the new Holy Angel. However, he could not feel the slightest joy. Some of them were just feelings for the Godmother of Andorra. Worried, he believed that there must be something else going on.

It wasn't until a sound of slight footsteps sounded behind him and the girl walked slowly to his side that Isaac came back to his senses.

Seeing that he had finished talking to Ronis, the girl took the initiative to come over and asked: "Are we still going to move on? Where are you going to take me?"

"We are almost there. Across the Cold Moon River, ahead is Mingyue City." Isaac said. After saving the girl's life from the trial in Andorra, Isaac saw something of his own in her. Shadow, he decided to help the girl so that she could find a place to stay when the end came.

The girl is lively and smart and is not suitable for the strict discipline of the monastery. It is obviously not a wise decision to put her in Erathia where the doomsday is coming and everyone is in danger. Isaac, who is always ready to go through fire and water to eradicate the villains in the doomsday, is also It was impossible to keep an eye on her all the time. She still maintained her human body, which also added a lot of trouble to Isaac. After much deliberation, there was only one place suitable for placement.

"We're here. This is the home of the griffons in Mingyue City, and it's also the largest orphanage in Erathia. You will stay here to live in the future." Crossing the winding river, entering the towering city, looking at the groups of people ahead The white building, Isaac said slowly.

Since the rise of the Necromancer, the number of Erathians has dropped sharply, and the number of orphans in the territory has increased significantly. With the awakening of the Stigmata, orphanages and other facilities have also received sufficient funds from the nobles to provide for the homeless. The Erathians provided shelter.

The arrival of the saint shrouded in aura was naturally warmly welcomed by the people. One by one, the children poked their heads out to check on the unusual visitor. Even the director of the orphanage greeted him respectfully.

"Your Majesty the Saint, I never expected that you would visit the Griffin House." The old dean, who was two heads shorter than the tall Isaac, clasped his hands to greet him with a smile on his face.

"I am not here for Erathia's official business." Isaac said slowly, "I met an orphan during the mission. Her parents were unfortunately killed during the mission. Today, Erathia does not have her She has a place to stay, and I hope she can stay in the Gryphon House.”

The dean had no objection, but couldn't help but sigh.

"Is there any inconvenience?" Isaac asked.

"It is a great honor to be able to raise orphans for Erathia." The dean said slowly, "It's just that today is different from the past. Since the flames of the world went out, all the crops in the fields have withered and the price of food has continued to rise. , I heard that famine has begun to occur in remote areas of Erathia, and the funds of the orphanage are becoming increasingly stretched. Maybe hunger will take our lives before the enemy comes."

Isaac didn't answer for a while, and then said after a while: "I understand, I will take her to other suitable places."

"Your Excellency Saint, I didn't mean that." The dean said at this time, "Her presence will not bring more burdens to the Griffin House. There are already enough burdens here. I just ...It’s just that I can’t see hope. People say that the end is approaching. No one can escape from this doomsday. What awaits ordinary people like us is death. Your saint, is this all true? ? Is there any hope in this world?"

"Are you afraid of death?" Isaac simply asked.

"Me? When the undead were plundering, I fought against the evil dead on the top of Mingyue City. I watched my companions fall one by one, but I never took a step back. If you ask me if I am afraid of death, I think I should. I'm not afraid. What really scares me is what will happen after the closure of Griffin House and the children losing their former home or falling into a worse situation. We only have enough food to survive for a few weeks at most. , even I don’t want to think about it.” The dean replied.

"Really...you don't have to worry about this now, because I'm here." Isaac patted his chest and said, "I will feed the matter back to the Stigmata to find a solution to the problem. Before the food runs out, I will return with a solution, and by then, you will no longer have to worry about food problems."

With Isaac's promise, the dean was finally relieved. The saint's words were the best guarantee. Saints walking in the world would never tell lies that deceive others and trouble the dean. The long-standing problem finally found a solution.

In response to the dean's excited thanks, Isaac just waved his hand. He is a saint with a righteous heart. These are just what he should do. He can't sit idly by and ignore the suffering Erathians.

Before leaving, the girl Sania seemed to be aware of the upcoming separation, and looked at the saint with some reluctance: "Isaac, are you leaving?"

Isaac nodded and acknowledged the content of the girl's words: "I am going to the Holy City in the Clouds to succeed the Holy Angel. My godmother Andor is in trouble now. She is trapped in Bracada. Among them, no matter what others say, I believe she will not defect. I want to ask her to find out. If she is really bewitched by the enemy, I must rescue her."

The girl just glanced at him with nostalgia: "I will miss you."

Hearing this, Isaac took off a pendant from in front of him and handed it to Sania: "This is the seal carved for me by my godmother. When you encounter difficulties, seeing it is like seeing When you come to me, you don’t have to be afraid, you can find a way forward.”

The girl took the saint's pendant. The stone pendant was engraved with unique patterns. When she carefully observed the pattern on it, she saw a raging fire burning wantonly. The young man's thin body was looming in the altar, and the flames were licking his body. body, turning half of his body into ashes.

The girl stared at the pattern on the pendant and couldn't move her eyes away for a while: "Who is the person engraved on the seal?"

"This is my seal. Who do you think is on it?" Isaac shrugged, unable to help feeling a little amused by the girl's words.

He patted the girl's head, and then came to the open space aside. When Isaac opened his arms, a beam of light descended from the sky, completely covering the saint's body, and his body also followed the beam and continued to rise in the air. , will completely return to the clouds.

Seeing such visions displayed by the saints, the orphans who gathered nearby after hearing the news were shocked at this moment. They couldn't help but fall down and kneel down to worship the rare miracle.

When the world has fallen into complete darkness, when there is no hope left in the world, the display of such miracles will undoubtedly cheer up the numb and desperate people, and also dispel the haze of food shortage in the past few days. People prayed towards that beam of light.

After the saints completely left and the traces of the beams of light gradually dissipated, the orphans who were very curious about Sania gathered around and pulled her to ask questions. Sania was a little embarrassed at first, not knowing what to do. It was a matter of who answered first, but when she held the pendant that Isaac handed her, she felt a surge of courage in her heart.

Just as Isaac said to her at the end, when she picked up the pendant, she no longer felt lonely, as if Isaac was still here and never left, and no difficulty could make her Withdraw.

"My name is Irene, what's your name?" A blond girl in civilian clothes took the initiative to hold Sania's hand and asked her enthusiastically.

"Sania." Sania replied, and then led by the girls, she entered the interior of the orphanage and began to become familiar with this new environment.

At the same time, Isaac, who was waiting for the light beam to lead him back to the clouds, suddenly opened his closed eyes, and what passed through his eyes was clearly vigilance and disbelief.

At this moment, Isaac felt an ominous aura enveloping him. The aura made Isaac's hair stand on end and he couldn't help but tremble all over. Even if he just felt that aura, Isaac felt that it was difficult for him to do so. breathe.

There are very few auras that can intimidate the saint who is about to succeed the Holy Judgment Angel, but that aura did it. The beam of light was broken through by the master of the aura, intercepted Isaac in the air, and blocked his attack. Way to go.

Isaac looked up and saw the Demon King holding the Supreme Divine Sword, spreading his six dark wings, standing between him and the path back to the clouds, almost completely engulfing the light above his head.

Before Isaac could react, he saw that the Demon King had stretched out his hand and was grabbing at him.