People are in the moon, The Sims

Chapter 81: Raise your left arm and let the trial begin!

The fat man raised the holy cloth in his hand high, and the bloody figure became darker. Blood began to flow out from what looked like a wound on the holy cloth figure.

But the strangest thing was the blood and tears that continued to flow from the area like his face.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, his arm sent him emotions. After coming into contact with this bloody magic, a feeling of sadness and reluctance began to flow into his body from his arm, as if he was telling himself, Please stop this, what is happening now is not what he wants.

"Look, this is the power of miracles!"

Under the bloody magic power, these magic powers are like living threads and ropes, but they quickly connect the corpses on the ground, and then reconnect the severed heads or limbs of the corpses.

One after another, the undead who lost control of their heads stood up again, and the bloody magic reconnected their heads and bodies, allowing them to fight again. Even old Hassan's body was covered in blood. Under the influence of magic power, he reconnected and stood up again, pointing the dagger in his hand at Ilan again.

Irlan looked at all this for a moment and felt that he might no longer be able to maintain his sanity. At the same time, he also roughly understood why his left hand was so excited and rioting.

Maybe he was anxious to show his strength, but he couldn't stand it anymore. After all, in this situation, it seemed that only the power of his left arm could end it all.

It's just that there seems to be an inexplicable excitement about a father beating his son.

The fat man tilted his head slightly, and looked at the smile on Erlan's face that was standing there and became more joyful, "What? Are you giving up? That's fine, I will let these living dead kill you as soon as possible. , let me see, if I suffocate you to death, I should be able to keep your body as intact as possible."

After all, such a great body cannot be turned into pieces. It will be very uncomfortable to use it, and after that, the little assassin in front of him will become his best trump card besides the holy cloth!

The fat man just nodded to Ilan gently, and the living dead around him rushed towards Ilan.

Irlan grabbed the sealing cloth in his left hand and took a deep breath.

After all, this is the first time to use the power of this arm. Irlan doesn't know what the consequences will be, and Irlan doesn't know how much impact it will have.

But now this is the only way left!

The living dead continued to imitate human breathing, and Irlan also began to exert force slowly. The seal on his arm began to be lifted, and golden light began to shine outward from the gaps in the seal. The living beings illuminated by this light The dead man's turbid eyes seemed to calm down a bit, and the threads turned into bloody magic power on his body began to gradually melt away.

After the fat man saw this golden light, the expression on his face began to change. As someone who wanted to see God, how could he not recognize the so-called miraculous light.

But how is that possible? ! Why does this light appear on an assassin? !

Even though I, a devout person who wants to bring the gods to heaven, have not been able to exert the power of the holy cloth, why is the light in the hands of the assassin in front of me who has killed countless people so pure?

Although I really wanted to say something quite arrogant like, "I wanted to contact you as an ordinary assassin, but what happened was like this, so I won't pretend anymore", but at this moment Irlan All the magic power in the body is flowing towards the arms, and the feeling of having the magic power sucked out of the arms is not very comfortable.

The left hand was raised high, and the sealing bandage was completely untied at this moment. The gray-white arm had completely turned into sacred gold under the illumination of the golden characters.

The golden characters slowly exuded magic power outwards, and the commandments were floating in the air. The blood-colored magic power around them began to melt like snowflakes encountering the sun. Over the town shrouded in blood, the sun began to shine down one by one. , and then pieces of golden feathers fell down.

On the rocky mountain where the Mountain Old Man's Order is located, in the temple with ever-burning flames, the first generation of the Mountain Old Man opened his closed eyes and looked at the golden feathers falling in the sky from a distance, not knowing what was going on in his heart. Thinking about something, he closed his eyes again after a while.

The falling golden feathers and the golden light shining on the ground brought these long-dead existences back to peace.

One after another, the living dead were kneeling on the ground, with their hands in a praying posture. Even though they had no souls and only fragments of memories left, the scene in front of them truly showed what a miracle was.

And the holy cloth held by the fat man began to gradually emit a golden light, and the blood color began to dissolve, as if the golden light was the true appearance of this holy object.

"it hurts--!!"

The fat man suddenly threw up the holy cloth in his hand. The fat man could have wrapped it around himself. At this moment, he only felt that the holy object exuding golden light was burning his hands. He watched as the golden light followed , slowly floating in the air, came to the holy cloth next to Irlan.

The fat man's face was full of disbelief and panic. What happened to the left hand of the assassin in front of him? ! The sacred light, the sacred power, and even the holy cloth that he could use rebelled against him.

Ilan looked at the holy cloth floating around him and could feel that this holy object was constantly delivering vitality and magic power to him. His body, which was exhausted from driving his left hand, began to recover quickly.

Looking up at the sky, there seems to be a pair of eyes looking at the ground in the cross.

Irlan saw some kindness and tolerance in the sky's eyes. In this way, Irlan, who did not have much faith in gods, felt a little touched in his heart. Of course, it was only a little touched.

The fat man also noticed the abnormality in the sky and looked up at the sky. The fat man sat down on the ground. He did not see any kindness or tolerance in the eyes of the sky, only saw endless anger.

"Here are God's Ten Commandments, start counting your sins——!"

【The First Precept·Unbroken】

【Second Precept·Unbroken】

【The Third Precept·Unbroken】

[All the other seven precepts are broken]

[Seven Seals Released]

[Holy Arm·Ten Commandments—activate! 】

"The bell is ringing! Now, the trial begins!"

Chapter 82: Light! Let it fall!

Among the ten commandments floating in the air, seven commandments emitted a bright light, and then turned into white doves flying high one after another and rushed into the sky, blending into the sky, emitting light in the cross.

The cross, which was shining brightly in the sky, also attracted the attention of many people. Saladin, who was constantly moving forward, also saw the sacred light on the horizon. He couldn't help but stop the horse under him and closed his eyes. A sincere prayer was made.

Not to mention Baldwin IV who was near this area. At this moment, the master of Jerusalem was already kneeling on the ground, slowly taking off his mask, and looking at the sky above with tears in his eyes. Miracle, was this brilliance telling him that the miracle had arrived and it was time to launch a breakout!

Looking at the grace of that day, Baldwin IV stood up and put on the iron mask again to cover up his face that was somewhat disfigured due to illness. It was his piety to face the grace of God with his true face. Even if God is forgiving, he cannot bear to face God's grace with this face because of his respect.

Baldwin IV immediately got on his horse, and after looking at each other with Leonard of Chatillon, he raised his knight's sword high, and the blade turned into a dazzling light under the golden light of the sky. Gold, in fact, anyone who raises the sword in his hand at this moment may have such a scene, but at this time everyone is attracted by Baldwin IV.

Perhaps in their eyes, the king who leads them has been recognized by God and has been blessed by God, so they who are being led by the same token must also be under God's gaze.

The light of God’s grace is shining on them, which is a harbinger of victory!

Baldwin IV looked at such a scene and couldn't help but smile. So please forgive him for telling a lie now. Please forgive his sin. He doesn't need to wait long. He will go to God in person to apologize. There are too many things in life. He couldn't help himself and hoped that God could forgive him for his lies.

“Put up the cross!!

My soldiers, now the glory of the Lord shines on us, the sight of the Lord is on us, we are the people favored by the Lord, we will eventually create miracles, we will defend our homeland and defeat the outsiders, this It is a revelation from God and a destined outcome!

Now let us forget our previous failures and charge! ! "

I have to say that this impassioned speech really aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers. After all, there is nothing more exciting than the display of magical skills in front of believers!

Baldwin Si was also filled with indescribable excitement in his heart at this time. On the one hand, he saw a miracle, and on the other hand, he felt a little more grateful.

Baldwin IV knew that he would never live beyond the age of 30, and it was not easy to achieve the same feats as his ancestors within this limited time, or to leave his name in the history of the Qing Dynasty.

And if he can block Saladin's attack at this moment, under the glory of this miracle, he will definitely become a figure that will be sung for thousands of years.

This inner excitement made Baldwin IV ignore his weak body and go into battle to kill the enemy.

On Irlan's side, when the white dove flying high into the sky, as the trial began, the golden light in the sky took on a touch of destructive red, and then locked directly on it with an eye-like pattern. The fat man in front of him had a lock-like pattern on his chest and at his feet.

The golden cross-light gun fell from the sky and penetrated directly through the fat man's body. At first glance, it seemed that it did not cause any fatal damage to the fat man. It just pressed him to the ground and made him kneel down and hang down. The head, in an atonement-like posture, curled up on the ground.

Although there was no blood flowing out of his body, the fat man still seemed to have suffered a powerful attack. He opened his mouth wide and greedily breathed in the fresh air. Even so, it still could not relieve the pain in his body. It would be better to say that this pain It is a punishment that comes from the depths of the soul.

Cross-light guns fell from the sky one after another and penetrated into the fat man's body one after another, causing the fat man's body to be severely injured again and again. He couldn't help but open his mouth and eyes wide, tears and snot covered his cheeks, and his body was in pain. It made him feel sick to his stomach. The gorgeous clothes were stained with all kinds of filth.

The man who originally seemed to be aloof, now seemed inferior to a beast living in the mountains. This was God telling everyone that the man in front of them was inferior to a beast.

When the seven spears of light completely penetrated the man's body, a sacred radiance fell from the sky, completely enveloping the man like a concentrated ray of light. Then painful wails continued to sound, through the In the holy light, you can vaguely see the man's body being gradually melted in this holy light.

In this light, seven spears of light turned into chains, tightly locking a soul full of sin, making the soul unable to break free from the light and could only be gradually dissolved.

At the same time, this light also continued to spread in the city. One after another, the living dead who were praying finally fell to the ground quietly. There was a reassuring smile on the faces of these dead people. Under the illumination of this light, , finally returned to the tranquility brought by death.

When the light dissipated, the sky completely returned to its original blue, the fallen golden feathers also disappeared, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Irlan simply sat on the ground without any strength. The arm that was constantly getting hot and wanted to move independently finally calmed down. One command after another was quietly lying on the arm again, as if there had never been a riot.

The holy cloth, which resonated and emitted golden light, automatically folded neatly in mid-air and slowly floated in front of Irlan.

Irlan looked at the holy cloth floating neatly in front of him in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

The holy cloth was like a peeking kid, lifting the corner of his clothes, and finally imitating the Ten Commandments, it wrapped itself around Ilan's left arm, replacing the previous seal.

Even as if to show his usefulness, the light transformed into white arm armor and gloves in a flash, perfectly covering up the rock-like skin.

And the seal that was originally wrapped around the arm...was completely dissolved when the holy cloth resonated with the arm. It's hard not to doubt that this was intentional.

Chapter 83: This holy cloth is just like its father

[I completed the assassination of the last person recorded in the notebook. Perhaps this is no longer an assassination, but a head-on fight. 】

[And my biggest gain should be to allow many people who should have returned to peace to return to the peaceful embrace of death, so that their driven bodies can rest in peace. 】

[I was also able to retrieve the bodies of the three seniors. After finding suitable coffins around me, I notified the Mountain Elders’ Order to move the seniors’ remains from their original location. 】

[Anyway, I haven’t left the cult yet, and my status in the cult is not low now. Those assassins can’t refuse me at all, not to mention the care and help that the predecessor Hassan and the two seniors have given them. It's normal for them to be laid to rest, otherwise it would seem too heartless. 】

[After I completed this last task, I returned to the Old Man's Order in the Mountain. I used the power of my left arm to hollow out my body for the first time. Although it was replenished later, I still felt unimaginable exhaustion in my heart. . 】

[And in the past few months, I have assassinated more than a dozen people in this organization without taking a break at all. Judging from the positions occupied by these people, it is enough to affect Saladin's footsteps. 】

[Now Saladin’s scattered troops should be scattered. Not only that, from what I heard, a large number of officials died in Egypt. It seems to be a dispute between factions. Saladin should also be very It's a headache. 】

[In addition, Baldwin IV took advantage of this opportunity to successfully break through the encirclement, and then started a very famous battle - the Battle of Montgisard. 】

[I heard that on that day, holy light fell from heaven, and Baldwin IV erected a cross. The cross shone with golden light under the holy light. This was the true cross that had been stored in Jerusalem. 】

[The king fell down in front of the cross and begged God for victory. After praying, he asked his men to charge. The army rushed towards the hastily assembled Muslims with overwhelming force. 】

[It is said that when the young Baldwin IV charged, he was galloping at the forefront, and the True Cross next to him shone as brightly as the sun. 】

[Now that I think about it, Baldwin IV's advance route is very consistent with my retreat route, which makes me focus on my left hand again. At the same time, I suddenly feel that Baldwin IV should be lucky. I was very weak at the time. Otherwise, after reuniting with his army, whether the True Cross can remain in his hands is another matter. 】

[But in any case, this was a miraculous battle in which a small number defeated a large number. Only one-tenth of Saladin's last troops returned to Egypt. 】

[As for the holy body cloth that clings to my body like a shameless person... Since I can't get rid of it no matter how hard I try, I can only choose to accept it. Originally, I wanted to hide this holy relic somewhere. Yes, but as soon as he wakes up from sleep, this holy object will be wrapped in his hand, and even now it has almost become a deadlock. 】

[Anyway, I have gotten used to his father's experience of buying and selling by force. At the same time, I just sighed, he really deserves to be a father and son. 】

[Obtain: Holy Relic Cloth B+, (because its holder does not have strong faith, so the level is lowered. The Holy Relic Cloth, which could originally resurrect people from the dead, can only withstand one fatal attack at this moment. Before the true name is liberated, When the Holy Light shines, people's wounds, physical strength and spirit can be restored.)]

[Because Baldwin IV has been fighting outside since then, the agreement to enter the Jerusalem treasury has not been realized. 】

[1179 AD. In the past two years, Yan Zui successfully took control of the sect's voice and behaved more and more like a leader. But in my eyes, the distance between him and me began to gradually grow. zoom out. 】

[Also in this year, Baldwin IV lost to the comeback Saladin, and the situation in Jerusalem began to turn defensive. 】

[One year later, in 1180 AD, Baldwin IV's condition worsened and he became blind. This young king who once defeated Saladin at the age of 16 could only stay in bed. He began to have fevers from time to time, and at the same time his body began to Rotting, as if he should have died, but his soul stubbornly stayed in the body. 】

[It was also this year that Yanzui and I prepared to go to Jerusalem, on the one hand to fulfill the promise made back then, and on the other hand to discuss future matters. 】

[At the same time, I have also decided to leave the sect after this action. Instead of leaving after the relationship between Yan Zui and I has completely changed, it is better to end the time that should be cherished here. 】

As Ilan walked on the street, the entire atmosphere in Jerusalem began to become serious. However, there were still residents selling daily necessities on the street. After all, this was their job to survive, and they would never stop until absolutely necessary. Yes, Irlan is also experiencing this different atmosphere and environment.

Even though more than two years have passed, Irlan is still the boy who has separated his identity as an assassin from his own identity to experience life. No matter how you calculate it, he is only 13 or 14 years old now, and he is still full of various things about the world. All kinds of curiosity.

Yanzui, on the other hand, did not choose to walk on the street. Instead, he wore a mask and a cloak and hid in the darkness. Yanzui increasingly regarded himself as a pure assassin.

"Forget it...it's better not to keep her waiting too long."

Irlan did not put on the mask, but just put his hood on his head, pulled it down, covering half of his face, quickened his pace and blended into the crowd, reducing his sense of presence, even then The pace of moving forward is accelerating, and no one is paying attention to Irlan.

Without alerting the guards, he climbed directly through the window. This was Baldwin IV's room. The air was filled with the smell of medicine and the faint smell of incense. It was still difficult to conceal the smell of decay that filled the air when Baldwin's body was decaying.

Lying on the bed and wearing a veil, the young king, who was less than 20 years old, opened his eyes. "You are here. I'm really sorry that a promise I made back then has been delayed for so long. But now, my waking time is limited. Let's talk first. Let’s make plans later.”

Irlan casually picked up an apple on the table and waved his hand gently, "In that case, I will go to the treasure house first. The next action plan may also contain some secrets of the old man in the mountain."

Since he had already planned to quit the cult, it would be inappropriate to continue to stay here. Yanzui glanced at Yilan and wanted to say something, but in the end he did not say it and just nodded.

Chapter 84: If this continues, will I be an assassin or a pope?

Looking at Yan Zui, he finally became "Hassan". Apart from this identity, Yan Zui couldn't help himself if he wanted to face anyone with any other identity.

Perhaps because of entering puberty, Yilan didn't see much of Yan Zui's involuntary behavior, but instead saw a bit of excitement.

This is youth.

There will always be people who unknowingly miss a lot during their youthful choices, and also unknowingly drift away from too many people. After Ilan left the room, he just shook his head gently. It's because I want to preserve the last trace of the relationship between the two of them.

At least this way, in the future, when Yan Zui wants to look back on her memories, she can still see the trace of friendship between the two people, and see that not every friend passed her by in the end and left her side. .

Ilan was indulgently admiring the decorations in this holy city at this moment. Ilan knew in his heart that once Baldwin IV completely fell and the trump card that once shocked Saladin disappeared, then this city would It will inevitably fall into the hands of Islam, and the decorative style here will definitely change accordingly at that time.

According to the intelligence and business information he obtained, a request for assistance from the Crusaders was actually sent to European countries, but unfortunately, at this time, the European countries did not respond to this request for support at all.

Maybe they are watching the fire from the other side. Unfortunately, I don’t know whether these kings can accept the outcome of watching the fire from the other side.

After entering the treasury in Jerusalem with the king's warrant, Ilan sighed softly. Looking at his slightly disobedient left hand and the rioting holy shroud on it, he couldn't help but cover it with his right hand. After touching his face, he knew this would be the result.

And the True Cross placed in the treasure house also began to emit a resonant light, and its entire size began to shrink, turning into a bladeless cross sword and coming to Irlan's hand, and then quickly shrank again, turning into a cross pattern. , and then integrated into the palm of Ilan's right hand. As for why it was not his left hand, I guess he didn't have the guts to do the cross.