An inexplicable anger in Becky's heart immediately suppressed most of the pain. She struggled to stand up, but she could no longer find any trace of the black-clothed man.
She raised her hand. The scar on her wrist had almost disappeared, but when she looked at her younger self, Becky suddenly thought of something. She walked to the little girl's side, bent down, and reached out to touch. Unsurprisingly, her hand went straight through the little girl's body.
Were these the memories of his childhood?
Becky had never experienced this kind of scene. She was not like many people. Many people were already used to this kind of scene. Bishop Becky did not understand what it meant.
"Pa da."
A soft sound suddenly came. Becky turned her head abruptly, but saw another scene that stunned her on the spot.
Not far from her, there was a person floating in the air. When Becky looked at his face, she felt that this person was too strange … It seemed familiar, but also strange. When she looked away, she could not remember this person's appearance at all!
The sound just now was not made by anything else. It was the black ancient book that never left Becky's side!
At this moment, the ancient book was quietly lying on the ground, and nothing out of the ordinary could be seen. When the person floating in the sky gently waved his hand, the ancient book actually slowly opened by itself. Then, this extremely strange looking fellow suddenly disappeared in the sky, as if he had never been there.
He did not say anything. He did not even look at the corpse on the ground and the unconscious Becky. He simply threw the ancient book next to Becky's body and left!
The opened ancient book did not change at first, but gradually emitted a faint light. As time passed, the light became brighter and brighter, and the surrounding sky gradually darkened. When the moon appeared in the sky, the light from the ancient book had illuminated the entire village!
Becky looked at this scene blankly. She never knew that she had such an experience. Her ancient book had been in her arms for as long as she could remember, and her monastery had never mentioned anything before. Unexpectedly, she was the survivor of a catastrophe, and the initiator of this catastrophe turned out to be the person holding Krillin's Blade!
There seemed to be a sound in the distance. The team from the Vatican of Lambas quickly rushed over. Becky watched the scene around her gradually disappear, and she fell into darkness again.
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She carefully looked at the scepter in her hand, feeling the "unique" feeling that the scepter gave her.
It was unique because, completely different from Krillin's Blade, this scepter had a particularly strong sense of rejection when she held it in her hand. It felt as if she had met an enemy that she had not seen for many years … And it was a feeling like she had killed her father … It was like a hatred that could never be erased …
But despite the rejection, what happened after Becky used the scepter made her feel a little strange. The angel statue at the top of the scepter had disappeared.
Perhaps there was no longer a need to call it a statue. Many were very sure that it was a real angel!
Of course, perhaps he should have come to this conclusion a long time ago, because it was impossible for a guy like Saville to use the skill of "summoning angels". But in this strange world, many dared not come to conclusions easily, especially now … What he needed to determine now was not the fact that the statue was an angel, but whether this scepter was the legendary "Glory Scepter"!
Yes, it was one of the sacred weapons, the Glory Scepter!
It was not without reason to suspect whether this scepter was the legendary sacred weapon — it could block Krillin's Blade, a real six-winged angel sealed in it, a powerful light magic wave, and now when Becky was unconscious on the bed, there was a strange phenomenon around her body …
The angel at the top of the scepter had disappeared, and Becky's body was still shrouded in a golden light.
At this moment, she was lying on the bed because there were indeed six golden wings on her back!
This scene wasn't something that ordinary people could see. Becky's body was stained with dirt due to the battle, but under the golden light, she was like a legendary angel lying quietly on the bed. Her slightly closed eyes and scattered long hair made her look extremely weak. No one would associate her with the strength that almost turned many people into meat paste.
Many people were sitting quietly beside Becky. It was already late at night, and under the moonlight, the statue of the goddess was still emitting a faint glow. Some curious people had already discovered that such a thing had suddenly appeared in their territory, and they were busy looking around. It seemed that no one cared about the commotion that had occurred during the day.
Fortunately, as the lord, the news of what happened during the day was quickly blocked. Many ordered the soldiers to seal off the scene as soon as possible. Then, Madam Vasaki observed Becky's injuries with a bad expression. After she was done bandaging his wounds, she sighed helplessly in guilt and went to Sith's Court to deal with the distribution of the Mage Squad.
The commotion wasn't particularly big, but it wasn't small either. At least many people near the church saw the golden light and the giant angel. However, they didn't see the battle clearly, so these things were interpreted as the 'miracle' of Bishop Becky. This incident directly led to more people becoming believers of the God of Light, and the donations for the construction of the church also increased by several times.
Susan suffered some minor injuries, but under the request of many people, she went to another room to rest. Because many people wanted to understand the relationship between the Krillin's Blade and the scepter.
Holding the scepter in his hand, he slowly moved it closer to Krillin's Blade, but at the same time, he could feel the hatred between the two weapons. This feeling was too strange – it was as if his left and right hand had an irreconcilable hatred.
After letting out a sigh, he put away Krillin's Blade and carefully observed the scepter. He wasn't sure if this was the Glorious Scepter, but after carefully examining the body of the scepter, he couldn't find any scars or marks on it. In other words, even after being attacked by Krillin's Blade a few times, there were still no marks on the body of the scepter!
Krillin's Blade wasn't a butcher's knife on the street. Many knew its power. Not only could it cut through iron like mud, but it could also cut through magic shields like paper!
Even if it wasn't the Glorious Scepter, Many felt that the power of this thing was enough to be called a 'Divine Weapon'. But now, he was more concerned about Becky. After he forced her to the ground, she fell into a coma and showed no signs of waking up.
However, Many saw that the scar on the Bishop's wrist had completely disappeared in the past few hours. The golden wings floating quietly in the sky slowly faded and finally retracted into her body.
The Bishop's face was calm and peaceful. Many sat quietly beside her and slightly narrowed his eyes, thinking about the cause of today's events. It seemed that Becky's body was occupied by the angel on the scepter, and this angel seemed to have a great hatred for him. That was why Becky attacked him without any regard for her life.
Many was sure that the strength of that angel was definitely above the ninth grade. But the reason why he could last for so long was that he had mastered the teleportation ability of a ninth grade mage. At the same time, he seemed to have let go of Krillin's Blade at the last moment, causing Becky to suddenly lose her target!
In the end, it was the Krillin's Blade that made Becky hostile towards him. After thinking about this, for the sake of safety, Many placed Krillin's Blade more than a meter away from him. This way, when Becky woke up, he would at least have a preemptive guarantee that she wouldn't continue to attack him. Even if that wasn't the case, the Shadow Steps would allow him to escape immediately.