At Saint Delan Square Six, on the third floor, the Boundary Land, as a black wind howled out, Miss Jialinna stood at the very front, protecting Tifa and Luvia behind her.
The three of them simultaneously gained the same Ling Rune, Black whisper - 【death】.
And behind the door, in the place called True death, an unexpected light appeared.
It was the warm glow of a fire, and the crackling sound was very reassuring.
The three ladies in Tobesk also saw the scene behind the door at this moment.
They couldn't see the starlit water, but they could see the bonfire and a circle of people sitting around it.
Luvia and Miss Jialinna were both startled:
"Why are there so many people? Is this place just open to anyone?"
The sound of the door opening also made the people sitting around the bonfire look over.
"Xia De, why are only you completely clear, while everyone else is a blurry shadow?"
Miss Jialinna asked again, and Xia De smiled as he stood up:
"Who these people are isn't important.
However, I'm really glad to see you now, good evening."
He waved with a smile, and the Witch did not ask about the identities of the others, but let out a sigh of relief:
"Detective, you really know how to cause me trouble, running off to a place like this.
Is it over yet? I'm still waiting for your story."
"Not yet, but it's close."
He motioned for everyone to get up and leave.
However, once Xia De left, the already faint "Kiss of the Tree" bonfire would immediately extinguish.
He no longer had the power to unleash the Mystic Lock again at this time; the Church's "Holy Tree Mark" would undertake all sealing tasks.
"Good evening."
Iluna also greeted her teacher, and Miss Jialinna only realized Iluna was there when she heard her voice.
Iluna looked outside the door and asked hesitantly:
"Where will we appear after leaving here? Saint Delan Square? What about the matter in Middlesburg?"
"Don't worry, although I don't know how this door opened in Xia De's house, due to the nature of the Death Door, we must return to where we came from.
Of course, choosing to return to Saint Delan Square is also an option."
The Priest said, he knew this door very well.
Iluna was relieved now, while the Witch outside urged:
"Hurry up, if this door stays open any longer, I'm worried that by the time Xia De gets home, his house will truly become a ghost domain.
Detective, are you really not considering moving?"
"I'm not considering moving for now, Iluna, hurry up, you still have a ritual to perform next, and then you'll face the final decisive battle in Middlesburg."
"What ritual?"
The Witch outside asked, while Luvia behind her slightly widened her eyes, also understanding:
"Iluna is the fourth candidate?"
"What? Can the same person inherit two identities?"
Miss Jialinna turned to look at her.
"One identity can, of course, only be for one person, but Iluna can gain some power.
The Chosen One of death is the second candidate; this has already been decided, not by me, but by the Sister."
Sister Devlin, who was still sitting by the bonfire, smiled and shook her head slightly, but Xia De didn't see it.
Iluna stood in front of Xia De, and Xia De solemnly handed her the 【Night Watchman】, looking at her somewhat uneasy eyes:
"Take this and defeat the undead aggregate that formed in the Gap.
When the Church performs the final steps of the 'Holy Tree Mark,' you will hold this sword and act as the final executor of the ritual.
Leaving this sword at the core of the ritual can maximize its effect.
Although it won't permanently seal the Gap, it can at least extend the seal for a hundred years."
He patted Iluna's shoulder, and the brown-haired girl asked:
"You gave me this sword, you..."
"I'm exhausted today and don't want to participate in the battle against the undead anymore, so you go.
Iluna Bayas, you are the Chosen One, aren't you?"
Xia De said with a smile, pretending to be relieved.
Then, he gave Iluna the bone whistle that the Sister had left after burning Barton's body:
"A vessel for the power of the ancient death god, an ancient death god.
Take this.
I'm quite curious what the purpose of this whistle is."
Iluna nodded very seriously, stood on her tiptoes, and with a blush, kissed Xia De's cheek:
"You don't have to do everything, Xia De, I'll take care of all this this time."
She hurriedly walked towards the opened stone door, as if worried about others seeing her flushed face.
But Iluna did not appear in the Boundary Land of Saint Delan Square behind the door, but went to the church in the Gap.
"Don't forget, after this is over, you must come with me to the Cult's headquarters."
Sister Devlin stood up and said this for the third time.
"Okay, Sister, hurry up, the identity of the Chosen One of death belongs to you."
The Sister nodded slightly to Xia De, picked up the kerosene lamp that no longer had a flame, and then touched her eye patch:
"This is an ornament crafted from the mithril of the ancient death god cult."
She waited a moment, calculated the time, and walked towards the great door, then disappeared.
Priest Augustus was the third to stand up, coming to Xia De's side, clutching the severed arm:
"I say, Detective, you shouldn't always get involved in such dangerous things.
Although young people have drive, they should also pay attention to safety.
Look, if I hadn't helped you this time, you would have been in danger."
The old man put his pipe into his Arms:
"Then we'll see you in Tobesk.
I expect to be back by the end of this month and will bring you souvenirs."
Calculating that the time difference for the first two to leave was about right, he patted Xia De's shoulder and also walked towards the door.
Xia De finally looked at Joey Barton and Marilyn Handel, who were helping each other stand up.
"You will come with me to Tobesk, and then leave from Tobesk."
They both entered death from the Natural Church in the Gap, but they certainly couldn't go back that way now.
"Thank you..."
Mr. Barton wanted to speak, but Xia De interrupted him:
"No need to thank me, everything has a price.
Even with our help, allowing you to resurrect this lady, but from now on, the curse of death will entangle you for life, and the numbness of the soul and the fragility of the body will also gradually make you realize that perhaps living is not a good thing.
Mortals will eventually die; you can only make the process more meaningful, but I hope that when you return here again..."
Xia De pointed to his feet:
"...don't regret today's decision."
Mr. Barton bowed deeply.
He was no longer in the form of a short, deformed child; his appearance was becoming more normal.
Having lost the identity of a Chosen One, his soul seemed to have shed all influence from his previous life:
"No matter what, Mr. Watson Hamilton, you are the most important friend in my life."
"But you are not my friend anymore."
Xia De said, seeing that the bonfire at his feet had already extinguished:
"Remember to do more good deeds, perhaps twenty years, perhaps thirty years, or even fifty years.
One day, I will come looking for you.
If you are still alive, then you can tell me about the things you have done over the years."
Mr. Barton's soul held Miss Hendel's hand:
"Besides meeting her, the luckiest thing in my life was probably meeting you."
"No need for such pleasantries.
After you arrive at my house, go and tell the ladies in my house the story of tonight.
Then, stay away from all this, away from strife.
I wish you luck, and I hope you don't return to this tidal flat too soon."
"That's Joey Barton, aren't they enemies? How did it turn into a tragic opera?"
The Witch outside asked Luvia suspiciously, and the purple-eyed girl shook her head:
"But looking at Xia De's expression, is he going to do something big tonight?"
"Nothing big, I'll be going to Middlesburg in a bit to find two people in reality."
Xia De said, stepping out of the Death Door, followed by Mrs. Hendel and the undead she was leading.
Both had gray patterns on their bodies, traces of the curse.
The stone door closed behind them, but the relic's loss of control due to the death invasion and the turmoil of the entire Boundary Land were far from over.
If not handled properly, Saint Delan Square Six would probably truly become uninhabitable.
(Dorothy is rushing her manuscript.)
In Middlesburg, in the Gap Between Life and Death, a strong wind suddenly rose in the dense fog.
The nearly insane evil spirits in the Gap, carrying terrifying whisper elements, launched their final attack on the three passages.
But as this strange wind appeared almost simultaneously from the foot of the mountain and the mountainside, the undead all stopped their movements.
Then, whether in the Gap or in reality, everyone saw two pure white beams of light descending from the sky, one after another.
Even the thick fog could not obscure their color, and even the whisper elements could not hide the almost materialized, miraculous power originating from the ancient gods.
Iluna Bayas, resurrected from the dead, walked out of the Natural Church in the Gap, and Sister Devlin, holding fire, also walked out of the mountainside passage.
Pure white light beams enveloped them, as if transparent feathers were scattering onto the earth.
Under the gaze of the Church's Ring術士, the Witches, and all those in Middlesburg who could look up at the sky, thirteen golden light points appeared in the misty sky.
"Chosen One Ritual... But Bei Ya Si is already the Balance's... Hmm? Why is there still a light beam on the mountain? And it appeared later than ours here?
Hmm? Why did Bei Ya Si land? Is it not a ritual?"
Mr. Landau, the Twelfth-Circle Arcanist of the Peace Church, asked in surprise.
"Chosen One Ritual... It really is Devlin.
Although the Spiritual Cultivation Order does not belong to the Council, now the Council finally... Hmm? Why is there still a light beam at the foot of the mountain? And it appeared earlier than ours here, hmm? Why did the light at the foot of the mountain extinguish again?"
Miss Aurora asked Grandma Cassandra, who was looking up beside her, with some surprise.
Brilliant golden light erupted from Sister Devlin on the mountainside of Sicar Mountain in the Gap.
With her feet off the ground, the Sister, ascending in the light beam, spread her arms, and the enormous eleven-ring brass wheel behind her shimmered with the golden spiritual light.
The pure white light beam gradually transformed into a golden color, and the thirteen light point ritual array merged with the Destiny Ring behind her.
The brass wheel became blurred in high-speed rotation, leaving only the stable thirteen light points.
Then, in that almost chaotic light, the thirteen circularly distributed light points gathered inward, forming a scythe-shaped pattern.
A golden shockwave spread outwards, the light points hidden within the Destiny Ring, and the original brass Destiny Ring now transformed into a dark golden scythe.
As if power had transcended from eternity, power originating from a more ancient era, at this moment, with the mountainside as its center, swept across the entire Gap.
The Chosen One of death officially completed the ritual.
Although the story was not particularly perfect, it still marked a complete full stop for the third section of "whispering chapters."
Miss Aurora, shaking her long hair in the wind, looked at Sister Devlin, who was gradually landing, and a smile appeared on the valiant Witch's face:
"What about the Orthodox Church? The Truth Society is just a bunch of clowns.
It seems the Council won this time.
Sister, after the upcoming battle ends, let's talk about deeper cooperation between the Spiritual Cultivation Order and the Witch Council.
Haven't you always wanted to see the true Council?"
