Deep Sea Embers Chapter 210: Rain of Fire
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The rain turned to fire.
Heidi exclaimed in surprise, and the cry that sounded like a logical disorder was the only description she could think of at the moment - she really couldn't understand what she saw, couldn't understand what was going on, she only Know that there is a rain of fire that pours down from the sky.
It was only a momentary event.
The torrential rain that enveloped Prand was transformed into flames pouring from top to bottom in an instant, as if the setting sun was falling and the corona was hanging upside down. The view of the melting city.
Everything was set on fire, trees, houses, towers, bell towers, even the ground itself was spewing flames, even the rain that was running on the ground became hot lava, and the deafening thunder became The explosions spread all over the city-state. It was a loud noise that all steam pipes, gas pipes and pressure vessels were blown up one after another in a short period of time. This loud noise was even more terrifying than the previous thunder... The entire cathedral was rumbling. shock!
Heidi stepped back in horror, witnessing a doomed end overlaid directly on the dimension of reality, and then she heard a bell toll.
The sound seemed to come from a distance through a thick barrier—the steam clock tower behind the cathedral was ringing the bell.
The loud and melodious bell tolls broke the fire rain, followed by the sound of bells from far and near from the depths of the fire rain.
100 bells of Prand's church matrix rang in unison, and the reality stability barrier was activated. The rain of fire seemed to be invisible disturbed by the bells, and the flames falling over the church turned into an ordinary rainstorm. , even the church spires and flags that had been set on fire were restored in the blink of an eye.
The whole city of Prand was on fire, but all the churches held up the flames that fell from the sky in the sound of the bells. The strange rainstorm and the even more strange sea of fire were extremely paradoxically mixed in this burning land. The church seems to have become an island in purgatory, supporting the continuous anchor point in the great change of the world.
It wasn't until then that Heidi finally heard a calm and old voice coming from behind her, and it was Bishop Valentine who broke the silence: "The enemy is attacking... Destroy all the targets that try to get close to the church bell tower! "
Heidi turned her head and was about to ask something when she heard a series of deafening roars suddenly coming from the square outside the church.
She ran to the window and saw that the guard troops assembled in the square were firing - the revolving machine guns of the steam walkers were throwing barrages on the streets in the distance, and the main guns of the steam tanks were firing continuously. The troops urgently deployed by the guards have also built fortifications on the edge of the rainstorm and started pouring firepower on something in the sea of fire.
Heidi finally sees the enemy.
It's the creeping human-shaped ashes, endless, wriggling from the sea of fire, and the sight of the human-shaped ashes is chilling.
Those ashes seem to emerge from the flames out of thin air, the shapeless figures seem to be screaming and screaming in pain every minute and every second, they are surging from all directions, like a herd of inexplicably attracted towards the city-state All the stable nodes of reality - the church bell towers come.
The soldiers pulled the trigger in a daze, the vast majority of whom had no idea what the battle was about, what happened in their familiar homeland, or even dared to think about those who seemed to be Where did the extremely disturbing "enemies" come from, but the mission of guarding the city-state, the instinct to obey orders, and the will to survive made them nail the line of defense in the face of this purgatory-like terrifying scene, and follow the instructions thousands of times. The trained muscle memory hits the ground running.
Then the guns of the guards fired in unison, tearing apart the first swarms of ashes with ease.
However, in the next second, more ashes emerged from behind the scattered ashes, and even more and more distorted incinerations rushed towards the church with flames and thick smoke.
They are as numerous as the entire city-state's population.
"Hold the bell tower," Valentine's voice suddenly sounded, echoing over the entire church square, and even over the entire city-state, "As long as the bells are still ringing, our reality will not be modified and overwritten by them! Believers! We, the time has come to witness the Faith... Defend the Clock Tower!!"
Heidi watched it all in the chaos, feeling as if her world was falling apart at the moment, but in a brief adjustment
Afterwards, she had forced her mind to calm down. After realizing that this was a reality invasion-level disaster, she forced herself not to pay attention to the sea of fire across the square, not to think about 90% of the entire city-state. The "fact" that the area has been substantially destroyed, but ran to Valentine for the first time: "Is there anything I can help?"
"To appease the civilians who have taken refuge in the church, we need to avoid the mental breakdown within the church as much as possible," Valentine said solemnly, "and then wait with them for this storm to end."
Heidi nodded immediately, and then, Valentine suddenly raised her head again, her eyes seemed to penetrate the high wall of the hall, looking into the distance.
The archbishop's eyes reflected flames and flashes of light, and a bird's-eye view of the entire city-state floated into his field of vision.
He clearly saw that the whole of Prand was blazing in the rain of fire, the churches were turned into islands in the sea of fire, each church was being invaded by outside reality, and the blazing heat released from a branch of doomsday The ghasts attacked the bell towers that were still ringing frantically, as if they were desperately trying to bring this still existing real world to a tragic end like them, and behind those ashes were countless tall, thin black people. film.
Those shadows stood silently in the flames, silently pushing the city-state into doom.
A minion of the Sunborn.
The minions of the Sunborn?
Valentine's expression suddenly changed slightly. In the face of this huge disaster of the reality invasion level, he suddenly remembered a "little thing" that seemed to have been solved a long time ago and was almost forgotten.
He suddenly turned to a high-ranking deacon beside him: "Are those sun heretics still in the underground sanctuary?!"
"Sun heresy?" The high-ranking deacon didn't react for a while, and then hurriedly said, "Yes, they are still detained in the underground sanctuary, and there is a whole team of guardians guarding them, and they can't escape. ..."
"They didn't want to get out in the first place!" Valentine said quickly. "They wanted to be locked up in the church from the beginning!"
"What..."
The high-ranking deacon's eyes widened for a moment, and then, before his voice fell, a dull loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the church.
It was as if some kind of beast had awakened in the underground sanctuary.
And some priests in the cathedral who experienced a solar crisis four years ago thought of another thing in the loud noise-
Four years ago, hundreds of sun heretics gathered in their hideouts and summoned a short-lived and terrifying forbidden power in a frenzied **** sacrifice. A round of "fake sun" formed from the ground, almost causing disaster .
But before this could succeed, their conspiracy was detected by the then newly promoted Inquisitor Fanna and led the team to put it down.
"...that was a test..."
The senior deacon widened his eyes and muttered to himself.
Heidi felt a sudden rise in the heat around her, as well as a tremor that was stronger than ever in the depths of the ground.
The sea of fire rose, the bells rang in unison, the whistle whistled sharply in the rain of fire, and countless ash monsters emerged from all directions and ran rampant in the world.
Fanna has experienced many sinister battles. She has faced cultists, forbidden monsters created by cultists, even out-of-control dark demons and deranged and insane preachers of the end. Which battle can be compared to this purgatory at the moment.
She is no longer facing a battlefield, but a sudden apocalypse.
In other words, the doomsday has already come, but it has been blocked by the curtain until today, and now the curtain is suddenly lifted - the living people have no time to react, they are the embers of the doomsday.
But she's still alive, fighting her way through fire and ashes, struggling to get closer to the towering cathedral at the center of the city-state.
Each breath is tingling with burning pain, and the exhaustion on the body is almost to the point where ordinary people can be crushed several times. The armor on Fanna's body has also been severely damaged, and the body's recovery is gradually unable to keep up with the damage. Speed, her injury aggravated a little bit.
But the young Inquisitor is still on the move.
The bells of the cathedral are still ringing, which means that Bishop Valentine's defenses have not been broken - perhaps the guards do not know this conspiracy to pollute history, but they have always been
All conspiracies and battles are prepared.
Since the battle at the Cathedral continues, it is my obligation to return to my battle position.
Vanna is thinking.
She noticed that Bishop Valentine had activated the reality stabilization measures, which showed that he had already sensed part of the truth. At least this part of the response was no problem, and as long as the bell tower did not fall, those heretics tried to cover it with "pseudo-history" The "official" conspiracy is not so easy to succeed.
As long as the covering process is finally interrupted ~IndoMTL.com~ strips pollution from history at the source, the city-state can still be saved - the destruction at this moment is not real destruction, but the horror caused by the superposition of two histories "Possibility"...not too late, not too late.
Vanna repeated in her heart as if she was cheering herself up. She tried not to think about the possibility of the loss of churches everywhere, nor about where the mysterious and terrible Captain Duncan would be waiting for her, just a mechanical Stepping forward, destroying all obstacles on the way, walking on the burning streets, shortening the distance between yourself and the cathedral.
But suddenly, she stopped at the intersection not far from the cathedral.
A dark grey car fell to the side of the road with all four wheels turned upside down, appearing to have rolled over in an accident, with several bodies lying dead on the side of the road, seemingly thrown from the vehicle.
And there's a person in the car—an arm sticking out of the slanted window and stuck in the twisted door.
Vanna instantly recognized the car and the arm.
It's her uncle, Dante Wayne.