Chapter 3355 Rescue?

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One... two... fragments in the palm of the hand branch out into more and more rays of light, connected to a certain skull in the core of the resentful soul. Each fragment is almost a story that makes people awe-inspiring.

I have to say that Senior Aina is very powerful. She remembers a lot in various senses. Even if ten thousand years have passed, she can still talk about the people she knew in the past, their experiences and backgrounds, and more importantly Yes, most of the people she knew had relatively high status.

Just from these resentful souls, it can be seen that the owners of many fragments are equivalent to small leader-level existences in the core of resentful souls. They are followed by dozens of resentful souls. No matter how small, these resentful souls are all They are the strong heroes of the past. The heroes who can be followed by heroes are either powerful, or have a high status, noble personality, respected and loved by others.

Looking at it this way, senior Aina, as a candidate saint with a noble status, has really given off the feeling of being a courtesan of the Vatican. However, it is quite helpless just to relate her identity. As the Heavenly Fox Saint of the Fox Tribe, she is Female, it’s obvious that the Holy See is just trying to show off. You see, we have recruited members of other races to reflect the Holy See’s fairness, justice, openness, and nothing wrong with it. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway, brbr.

The real saint has actually been decided a long time ago. She and the little ghost are just accompanying guests. In this case, we can only make good use of the status of the candidate saint and make good deals with powerful people from all walks of life. Relying on these interpersonal relationships, So that the fox people can live a better life, so Senior Aina's all-around and good dancing skills were also forced out.

On the other hand, the little ghost knows some of the resentful souls here. When she sees the picture in the mirror, she can occasionally shout out who this person is. However, what is this person's character, what kind of background and story does he have? , the little ghost is almost completely unaware. This is the difference between the second-generation official and the poor village chief in the mountain valley who vowed to lead the whole village to get rich. It is amazing how wonderful fate is for two people so different from each other to become a pair of enemies.

Ahem, it seems that the topic has been changed. In short, at the moment of imminent defeat, a miracle finally happened, and the gaffe was heading in the direction of his ideal.

As the rays of light emerged, each resentful soul stopped attacking and fell into a sluggish state. Gradually, the power of the moonlight of the Saint Yue Xian Wolf finally did not make ends meet, but maintained a balance. Gradually, it began to gradually recover.

There are also those that neither Aina nor the little ghost know, and can't name, so let's ignore them, and there are also those that can't find the fragments at all, and don't care. Most of these are the younger brothers who follow the leader of the resentful souls, and they already only want their leader [Advice] Once you retreat, everything will be solved.

Praise Aina Senbei, if it weren't for her, if she wasn't good at dancing and likes to make friends with strong people and heroes, there would be absolutely no hope for this operation.

As soon as this idea came up, I was strongly condemned by the little ghost, saying that he would bite me all over my body when I get out.

I grimaced and could only comfort myself like this - well, I'm starting to feel like joking, which is a good thing.

Then, I realized it was gone.

Yes, the fragments in his hand have all lit up, forming a ray of light and finding their owners.

And Saint Moon Xian Lang, seemingly unknowingly, also walked around the entire resentful soul void, and there were no other fragments left to obtain.

Is this the only thing we can do?

I was in a daze, but suddenly I came back to my senses and discovered something strange. Hey, where are those resentful souls biting me like crazy? Where have you gone? Where have you gone?

Gone, all the resentful spirits attacking him disappeared.

Instead, there were groups of skulls that stopped in front of him, sometimes ferocious, sometimes dazed, sometimes sad.

There were also a few skeletons swimming over from a distance, running wildly, trying to rush up and take a bite, but all the leading skeletons stared at them, and then...then they calmed down.

Then, there were no more skulls attacking him.

Is this...all of it? I glanced briefly and didn't count carefully, but the number of skulls in front of me was hundreds, if not a thousand.

I was even a little confused. For a moment, I forgot what to do next.

The situation is not right, no, I should say that the situation is so right, so right that I can’t believe it. In my opinion, using this method to make half of the resentful souls settle down and take the initiative to accept purification is already a success. But I didn't expect that one resentful soul could drag a group of resentful souls and intimidate another group of resentful souls, causing the entire resentment soul core and all the resentful souls to stop.

This is simply...an unexpected gain? Big surprise? The protagonist’s halo-like miracle? No words can describe my mood at this moment.

At this moment, these stagnation came to a halt, the pale fire in the pupils kept swaying, and the skulls showing various expressions took on new changes.

A series of translucent figures emerged from the skull. They exuded a faint glow, which was in sharp contrast to the dark curse flame burning on the skull.

One, two, three... more and more skulls appeared, and a figure appeared. These transparent figures, like ghosts or projections, stood quietly, facing the Holy Moon Wolf without blinking. They looked at each other and didn't speak, or were they unable to speak?

This person...is Master Nina?

I found a chubby figure, a very beautiful beauty. Following the light connecting the skulls on her body, I found the fragments. It turned out to be her.

There are also General Relov, Sir Alfat, Father Marzi, and the Commander of the Migsat Army... The owners of these names were each famous in the world when they were alive, and their legends were talked about by the world.

However, at this moment, they are just ghosts that seem more fragile than a light, with silent tears streaming down their translucent faces.

sorry……

Sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry...sorry... …

Along with tears, countless sorrys echoed throughout the dark cursed space.

Shengyue Xianlang's eyes were sore and he couldn't help crying.

No, don't say sorry. It's us who are sorry for not being able to save you in time for having sacrificed everything for the Dark Continent. It's us who are sorry.

Sorry, I'm late.

The voice of the heart seemed to be conveyed to the hearts of these phantoms, and their faces, which were still confused at times, suddenly showed smiles, which were gentle, pious, and relieved, but there was no complaint.

It seems to be comforting Shengyue Xianlang, it's okay. When we made up our mind, we had made all the mental preparations, but we didn't expect...

These people, these respectable heroes, once they regain consciousness and think, even just a little, there is no resentment in their hearts.

However, this alone is not enough, it just no longer occurs. The resentment and curse accumulated by them after thousands of years of depravity still exist and will erode them again. After all, the figures in front of them are only very fragile. The fragments of consciousness woke up one by one under the stimulation of the Holy Moon Xian Wolf. It was impossible for them to last long.

To save them!

The inner determination was firmer than ever before. Shengyue Xianlang raised his head and conveyed this determination to every figure. They all showed smiles, ashamed, grateful, and equally determined.

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