Chapter 858 Fault Fault
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A huge expanse of gray and white suddenly occupied the entire field of vision. There is no room for other colors in the book, and it is full of death and desolation.
Vera just jumped up from her high soft sleeper bed so suddenly, the movement was so hasty that she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a support on the low cabinet in front of the bed, and the person didn't fall, but pushed the low cabinet down, and the sundries placed on the cabinet fell to pieces. The crisp sound spread far away in this silent midnight, and a moment later there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and someone asked in a deep voice, "Miss Vera, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I just accidentally knocked over something." Vera said.
The person outside the door said "um", then walked away lightly. That was her guard, and now the Ark Port has been taken over by Ruola, and the Christianity that helped her succeed overnight has also risen with the tide. And Edward was strategizing behind the scenes, cutting off Earl Reckerd's full ambition. With the growing strength of the Mountain King, Inch Fire and other troops, the relationship between Alan's Viscount Land and Ark Port is getting deeper and deeper. These two adjacent territories seem to have become an iron barrel, and it is difficult for outsiders to get involved!
Christianity has expanded to thirty thousand, and the number of crusaders has reached as many as two thousand. No matter how reluctant Willick was, at the moment when Allen was late to return, he could only provoke the post of legion commander. Otherwise, if this huge religious force fell into the hands of others, it would be a marriage for others in vain. Clothes. No matter how stupid Willick was, Willick understood this truth, so Edward asked him to be the commander of the legion, and he just smiled and agreed.
He assigned five crusader knights to Vera, and these knights were considered good players in the army, with an average strength of level 15, and there were as many as five of them in total. In the Ark Harbor, it was enough for Vera to walk sideways. What's more, Vera is now famous far and wide, and there are as many people who ask her to predict the future as crucian carp crossing the river, and there are many nobles among them. It is even rumored that the rich families in the north also began to pay attention to the new church in the south, and sent envoys to visit it secretly. Not to mention that there are no people with bad intentions towards Vera, but even if these people have ulterior motives, there is nothing they can do about it.
After all, Vera is not what she used to be, how many pairs of eyes are watching her openly and secretly. Those nobles still counted on her to seek good luck and avoid bad luck for themselves, so naturally they couldn't tolerate Wei La's slightest surprise. So in this courtyard that has been bought by the church, apart from the guards of the crusaders, there will always be some idlers wandering around, day and night, all over the entire street. These idlers are actually vicious dogs raised by those nobles and gentlemen, and they were all beaten here to protect Vera.
The vicious dogs may not be smart enough, but the victory lies in the number of people. Once a vicious person shows his signs, even if he can't be killed, at least he can be dragged to those masters in the Crusades. Therefore, it is probably more difficult to assassinate Vera in Ark Port than to assassinate Ruola, who is currently acting as the Earl.
Vera, whose status is becoming more and more noble, is sweating coldly at this moment. The dream just now, she knew it wasn't a dream,
Instead, he accidentally glimpsed the future again.
Allen's future.
Vera suddenly knew that Allen had reached the death star. The planet she had foreseen long before he left. Vera gritted her teeth, the engraving on the back of her hand shimmered in the dark room. But after a while, Vera held her head and let out a soft sigh.
A splitting headache.
She wanted to use the engraving ability to peek into Alan's future, but what the eye of fate saw was a light that was more blazing than a flame. Fortunately, she knew the opportunity and stopped immediately, but there was still a mighty force rolling along the line of fate in the dark. The icy coldness piercing into her brain was like a nail piercing into her head, which made her almost faint. Fortunately, the severe pain came and went quickly, and when she let go of her hand again, Vera found that her palm had a few traces of bright red.
The corners of her eyes were bleeding faintly, and Vera wiped them quickly, only to be relieved when she found that she was not blind. Spinning and wryly smiling, she could no longer see Alan's future clearly. What I saw before was still a flame, but now I can't see anything at all, and I was slightly warned by some kind of power. Vera believed that if she just explored for a while, it would be more than just a small warning.
Then probably after tonight, there will be no more Vera. Although she can't see it, it's not difficult to deduce from this scene, how many threads of fate must be involved in Allen, so that she can't see his future at all? There are so many lines of fate, maybe it affects the fate of life and death in the entire universe?
It's ridiculous when you think about it.
The saint Vera on Paradise is destined to suffer from insomnia tonight, and the woman on Idahua is also having a hard time.
At this moment, the east is turning white, and the mist has not yet receded. They are entangled on the glass lotus on the Moon Lake that closes at night and releases when it is light. Liulilian is a species unique to Idahua Star. This kind of lotus loves light and hates darkness, and responds to sunlight and moonlight. When the sun rises in the early morning, the lotus blooms for the first time, which is a red halo dotted with pale morning light. Then, with the change of sunshine, the colors of orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple will be played one by one. There is nothing more magical than the full moon. The lotus, which is closed at nightfall, will bloom in full bloom on the night of the full moon, and it will bloom with colorful halos, reflecting each other, just like colored glaze.
Last night was the full moon, and Xia Gelin, who had been admiring the colorful lights of the glass all night, was supposed to sleep soundly until noon before being woken up by the housekeeper. But the Marquis who dominated Moon Lake suddenly raised her forehead with a soft cry. The morning is the coldest, Xia Gelin's clothes are thin, and she is wearing a silk robe, which is unbearable from the wind and cold. But she didn't take the coldness seriously. Xia Gelin at dusk is not only capable of predicting the future. The name of Twilight also usually indicates the Twilight of those who are against it.
But now, she is as delicate as an ordinary woman. The body was shaking constantly, and the blush on his face subsided, leaving only a morbid paleness.
After a while, she gradually recovered. A pink rose on her cheeks, her body temperature returned to normal, and she opened her eyes. There is still a blazing white in the depths of the pupil, which disappears in a flash.
She smiled wryly: "It's finally time..."
Xia Gelin looked out the window, looking at the blue sky that day. At the other end of that distant star road, that man has already embarked on a future that even she cannot predict. That was a huge gap in fate, even if it was her, she couldn't see across that gap. After the fault, Shaglin could see nothing but an endless void.
She saw the twilight of the universe, but she couldn't see the future of that person. She smiled self-deprecatingly, touched her belly and said, "But I believe that he will definitely come back. I saw him in other people's future. Little thing, do you think so?"
She didn't say who the so-called other was. The Marquise just lay back on the bed and pulled up the covers. She is not afraid of the cold, but she doesn't want to freeze a seed in her belly, and she still counts on that seed to take root.
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