Chapter 229 119: Death News

Victory was already decided, and there was no need to maintain the bone armor any longer.

The bones retreated one after another, forming their own incomplete selves, and they tacitly lifted Carl down gently until he landed on the ground.

"I'm glad. At least we've seen that future generations don't lack the courage to fight." The red light on the skull's head was dimmer than ever before. He patted Carl's shoulder with relief. With a little regret, he looked at the huge red door that had called out to them with difficulty, "It's a pity that we didn't have time to drink and chat together."

Carl stood up with some difficulty and looked around in a daze. Almost none of the skeletons were intact. All of them had broken arms and legs. The worst one was left with a head being held up by other skeletons, and its mouth was opening and closing, and no one knew what it was saying.

"I hope I won't have to trouble you again in the future." Carl shook his head.

"We hope so too. Make good use of the mark he gave you. Take care, comrade." After saying goodbye, the skeletons passed by Carl one after another and staggered towards the shaking giant door.

The skeletons disappeared behind the door one by one. The skeleton who said goodbye to Karl walked at the end. He looked back at the Kremlin, which was still relatively intact, and the dilapidated Red Square. He was distracted for a few seconds, and then he found a person in the distance who had been watching him silently.

Vic hesitated for a few seconds, still not daring to step forward. In the end, he could only raise his hand and saluted him from a distance.

The skeleton seemed to smile, and returned the greeting with its only remaining hand, then, without any more lingering feelings, walked into the red gate.

With the return of the last skeleton, the huge red gate could no longer hold on. It collapsed piece by piece and gradually collapsed. Slowly, it shrank into the shape of a person and fell from mid-air.

Carl used the strength he had barely recovered to rush over and catch the falling Jeremy.

"Hey! Wake up, are you okay?"

It was obvious to the naked eye that Jeremy was in terrible shape.

His limbs were twisted in a very strange state, with large pieces of flesh missing, but almost no blood flowing out. He was terribly skinny, as if the wind could take away his body and soul.

Jeremy opened his eyes with difficulty, his lips trembling slightly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum.

"Don't let Augustus go. He is the most terrible enemy."

"They won't let him go. The entire Northern Alliance won't let him go. Believe me." Carl comforted him and waved to people not far away, hoping that they could provide some medical assistance.

Jeremy interrupted him: "No need, I know the mistakes I made. Remember my lesson and don't play with your soul."

His fingers struggled to pick up an owl badge: "This is my token. If you have nowhere to go, you can find him. Hasam, the sword of Damocles."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, daughter. It's father's fault."

After handing the token to Carl, Jeremy died completely. His eyes quickly dimmed and his body slowly turned into stone. Finally, it shattered to the ground and, along with the bone fragments on the ground, slowly turned into gas and dissipated into the air.

Karl was silent for a while, then silently took out the remaining bottle of vodka, drank half of it, and poured out half of it.

"farewell."

Kremlin.

The square has become a temporary relief station.

Once a group of people were gathered, Jennifer and Ye Jie took turns using the group healing ability, which was extremely efficient. In less than a day, apart from those who were seriously injured and needed surgery and were sent to the hospital, there were basically no people with minor injuries.

"This is Demonbad's Holy Water Bottle, our family's holy relic. Legend has it that it was bestowed by Archangel Michael. It seems that the nine founding families all have their own holy relic, but some have been lost, and some have run out of energy and need to be replenished. Sealing is also a kind of ability that it has, but it will increase the loss of energy."

There were only Ye Jie, Jennifer and Vic in the office. They were mainly discussing the placement of the Demon Lord. This was very important, so even though they had been extremely nervous and had not had a rest for a day or two, they still wanted to rest peacefully after finalizing the plan.

"Sister Ye Jie, does the replenishment you mentioned require the prayers and faith of devout believers?" Vic thought that this holy object was originally placed under the famous Cross Holy Water Fountain. In addition to being related to the name of the holy water bottle, does it also mean that believers can effectively replenish their energy?

"It does have that effect." Ye Jie gently touched the bottle as clear as white jade and nodded.

Veitch proposed to build a memorial square nearby, set up a sacred holy water pool in the square, and have the Patriarch organize regular activities to publicize its holiness and allow more believers to worship it.

"We must never let the Demon Lord have any chance to take advantage of us. This is also for the safety of the entire Northern Alliance people." Vicci said sincerely.

Ye Jie hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. She was not worried that someone would steal the holy water bottle, because even picking it up required some necessary conditions, the most important of which was her blood sensitivity.

More importantly, she was also worried that the holy water bottle, which was empty, would not be able to trap the Demon Lord for long. Having faith to speed up the condensation of holy water was definitely a good thing.

Jennifer didn't express any opinion from beginning to end. She was still wondering what it would be like if her family had a sacred object.

But when she thought that the holy object might have been lost, she, who was used to being thrifty, felt so heartbroken that her breasts hurt.

"So, you want to find information about your family around the world?" In Ye Jie's lounge, Jennifer told Ye Jie about her plan.

"Yes, I've thought it through. I won't be able to hone my abilities if I keep staying in the Holy See. Besides, I also want to know the origin of my bloodline." Jennifer said seriously.

In the previous battle, she was really outclassed.

"I, I should stay here for a few years, practice hard, observe the situation of the Demon Lord, and prevent such terrible things from happening again." The teacher did not arrange her future path, she could only judge by herself. She touched her chest, and always felt that some unknown changes seemed to be quietly taking place in the position of her heart, but when she felt it carefully, it was difficult to detect.

“It seems like something is missing.”

Paradise Node.

Even in the void, Hasamu's eyes were red, and he brought bad news to everyone.

Jeremy is dead.

He died in Mo City, and the last message he left behind was all the information about the Soul Gathering that he had investigated during this period. His purpose of going to Mo City was to track down Augustus.

Mr. Li and Hedwig were struck by lightning.

Painter Louis looked around and remained silent.

He only knew that Jeremy was the founder of the Heavenly Node, but because he was the last one to become a Divine Grace Warlock, he was not familiar with Jeremy who was busy tracking down the Soul Gathering.

"A gathering of souls?" Louis lowered his head and pondered, not sure what he was thinking about.

"Augustus, how dare he!" Mr. Li, who looked like a minotaur, slammed the table and stood up, breathing in big gulps of boiling hot air, his eyes seemed to be choosing someone to devour.

All along, everyone's impression of him is that of a typical gentle Oriental man. This is the first time we see him angry.

However, Hedwig, who is also an "old man", has some understanding of it.

Mr. Li can be said to be the only one who has a certain understanding of all the divine grace warlocks. He even had a good relationship with Augustus. Even Heath just found him a little annoying, but he still admired his ability to organize knowledge, and often took the initiative to exchange some information.

It can be said that Mr. Li is a know-it-all in the void, and he can chat with anyone.

But the one he communicated with the most was Jeremy. The two of them were almost like a master and apprentice to each other, studying the divine grace formula together and summarizing it. Now that Jeremy has passed away, the blow he has suffered is far more than just losing a friend.

"He once left me a verbal will." Hasam looked at Mr. Li and felt the same way. He also realized that Jeremy was right. "He said that although the Heavenly Node does not have a leader, he still hopes that everyone can have a nominal president who is responsible for coordinating various matters. He suggested that Mr. Li be the candidate."

".I have no objection." Hedwig naturally would not object.

"I respect the founder's choice." Louis still had some respect for Jeremy who was able to create the Paradise Node.

Hasam looked at Naimai who had been silent beside him.

"I agree." Naimai had no reason to object. In fact, she was no longer a member of the Heaven Node. She cared more about her identity as a Holy Envoy in reality. Of course, the Soul Assembly was still her enemy.

Mr. Li looked around solemnly and nodded vigorously.

"Thank you, everyone. Although I have never liked fighting and killing, my biggest dream is to simplify the art of divine grace and teach it to ordinary people, and write a book about it. But, I swear on my life that as long as I am here, the Heaven Node will gather with the souls."

"Till death."

"Augustus!"

Augustus suddenly felt someone calling him. Was the voice so familiar? His mother? The scene changed quickly and he returned to his childhood bathroom.

"Harry Harry! Augustus! What did you do to Harry?!"

"Harry said he wanted to see heaven. Mother, didn't you say that the souls of people who die can go to heaven? I also want him to explore the way for me and tell me in a dream whether it is a good place or not."

"You killed him! He's your brother! Harry, wake up! An ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"Yes, because he is my brother, I entrusted such an important mission to him, or in other words..."

"Mother, can you tell me the answer?"

Augustus opened his eyes gently and immediately reached for the soul ball in his arms.

"Strange, I fell asleep while meditating. Harry, are you back?"

The room was silent, except for the sirens outside that kept ringing through the blocks.

Augustus stood up. He had done enough theoretical experiments. Now it was time to leave here and go back to the Kingdom of Nature for further verification.

He had a premonition that a new era was about to arrive. He did not dare to call himself the key, but he was certainly an important part of it.

Walking out of the living room, Heath was looking outside through the gap in the window, and the Baron was meditating.

"The Demon Lord is dead." When Heath saw Augustus, his first sentence contained a lot of information.

Augustus paused, and several possibilities flashed through his mind. The most likely ones were that he would end up at a higher level or that the two paladins had some hidden tricks up their sleeves.

"Given his strength, this is indeed unexpected, but for someone as arrogant as him, it's not surprising that he made a mistake that would lead to eternal regret."

The advantage of losing the Demon Lord as a partner is that he doesn't have to be constantly vigilant against the other party's sinister intentions, but the disadvantage is also obvious. He can no longer find a suitable carrier of evil like the Demon Lord, and the soul ball has become his only resource, and the more he uses it, the less he has.

Unless he himself becomes the container of this sin, but he believes that he is not capable of doing this yet. The greater probability is that the technique will backfire and he will explode and die.

"Backup plan. Since the Demon Lord is dead, let's walk to the south first, and then find a way to return to the Kingdom of Nature." Augustus was not panicked. Accidents were always inevitable, and he had made sufficient psychological preparations for this.

What is more important now is to preserve the fruits of victory. We must not ignore the power that can destroy the Demon Lord and leave Mo City as soon as possible.

After waking up the Baron, several people packed up their belongings, eliminated all traces in the house, transformed themselves again, and prepared to go out.

As Augustus touched the door handle, his expression suddenly changed and the early warning spell outside was triggered.

He immediately turned around, pushed the two of them away, and rushed to the side.

Boom!

A ferocious giant bone hand with a red glow broke through the door.

"It's you?"

Augustus frowned.

Without saying a word, Karl went straight for Augustus' head.

Heath's right arm suddenly swelled, and with a clang, he barely blocked the attack.

"Hold the sword!"

The Baron had summoned the Purple Flame Sword and threw it to Heath. The latter immediately became more powerful and swept the sword across. The surging purple flames instantly erupted and directly forced Carl back.

The glass had already been shattered, and even a large gap appeared in the wall of the windowsill. Large pieces of concrete and stone hit the car downstairs. The alarm sounded, and the house's built-in smoke generator was also humming loudly.

The smoke dissipated, and in the purple flames, Carl's bone shield slowly turned into a bone knife again, staring silently at the three people in front of him.

"It seems that the professor was unable to resist the backlash." Augustus guessed Jeremy's death. "How did you find us?"

Karl would naturally not say that the Demon Lord left a mark on them as a sign of his own people, which would make the demons avoid him actively, but it happened that there was a demon in Karl's body.

The devil is now completely lying down and has become a guide.

"I only tell the corpse the answer."

The bone knife was approaching through the air, and Augustus had already made a hint during the last moment.

"burst."

Bang!
The whole room exploded, and a big hole was blown in the short apartment building.

At the moment of the explosion, the three of them used the shock wave to escape. After landing, they did not even look back and ran away immediately.

Just as Karl was about to chase after them, he heard a cry for help from inside the apartment, seemingly from an elderly couple.

After looking at the red star on the back of his hand, he turned and ran towards the place where the call for help came from.

(End of this chapter)