Chapter 129: The Dream of the Holy Nun (XIX)

On this dark road, the witches’ butterfly showed them the way while the demons they passed seemed to be unable to see them, turning a blind eye to their coming and going.

The former site of the Vatican was just ahead, and the witch’s butterfly hovered around them: “Let’s stop here.”

Ning Zhou put Qi Leren down, letting him lean on himself, and took out holy water to have him drink. Although the power of holy water couldn’t relieve the witch’s poison-medicine, it could alleviate the pain. Qi Leren swallowed a few mouthfuls and the cold holy water made the burning feeling in his stomach better, but it still hurt as if he was on fire.

Ning Zhou helped him dry the water stains on the corners of his mouth. In this very close distance, in this very dark night, Qi Leren actually couldn’t see Ning Zhou’s appearance, but his eyes seemed to reflect the starlight in the sky. He was like the first person who looked up at the night sky, who fell at the first sight.

“I’m fine,” Qi Leren squeezed two words from his throat.

But these two words were hoarse and unconvincing, yet they were extremely firm because the plan was about to be realized.

The demon enchantment they discovered when exploring the former site of the Vatican earlier was still there, and the former site of the Vatican is behind an inaccessible barrier.

At this time they were just outside this barrier, and the witch’s butter was dancing and flapping its wings as it flew inside.

The world hidden behind the enchantment seemed to be rippling, and in the deep black, it seems that someone was coming towards them…

Nearby, in the dark, she was slightly glowing, golden.

As she got closer and closer, her appearance gradually became clear. She was a seven or eight year old girl with beautiful golden curls and white roses on her clothes. She walked lightly down the steps to them and Qi Leren could see her face through the layer of the demon enchantment.

She was so much like… No, she was exactly like Maria as a child.

But her blue eyes were not as gentle as Maria’s. Even as they were pulled by a playful smile, they were as gloomy as a nightmare.

“This is the face… Well, it’s interesting and incredible.” The Witch of Nightmares behind the demon enchantment cocked her head and stared at Ning Zhou innocently and maliciously. “It’s so interesting that that woman’s child came back here and brought me what I wanted.”

Ning Zhou’s hand went to his knife and the cold blade was pointed at the Witch of Nightmares.

“Ah, don’t be angry, this kid still needs my antidote. Come and exchange it under the guidance of the contract.” The Witch of Nightmare’s tone was full of greed and excitement.

Qi Leren took out the field memento and Maria’s brooch was slightly hot. At this moment, he felt uneasy, even though Su He had promised repeatedly… But he was used to the fact that there would always be accidents at the critical moment, so he was always uneasy.

The contract paper was suspended between the two people, the brooch floated up, and the two antidotes in the witch’s hand also floated up. Under the power of the contract, they drifted toward each other, passed through the demon enchantment safely, and landed in each other’s hands.

The Witch of Nightmare’s gave a pleasant laugh: “This is it, this is it! Hahaha, I got it, My Lord, I got it!”

She ran to the depths of the Vatican as if the wish she had hoped for for many years had been fulfilled and she’d gone mad with it. She held the field memento and made a pilgrimage to the front of the temple protected by the enchantment of the Holy Nun.

The Witch of Nightmare’s surge of emotion had her look up at the broken temple in the distance, this was the place where she hadn’t set foot for more than 20 years, protected by the faith of the Holy Nun. Even in the eight years after her death, she still stubbornly blocked the Devil’s remnants.

But as long as one had her field memento…

“That damned, damned Maria, she lied to you, she is unforgivable!” The Witch of Nightmares raised Maria’s field memento before the holy enchantment, and she expressed her longing for nothingness. “My Lord, am I like her now? Only I…”

At the moment when the field memento touched the enchantment, the secret technique attached to the memento was triggered and horrible black flames suddenly burned from the Witch of Nightmare’s hand. She let go in astonishment but it was too late. The black flames that devoured everything quickly swept over her body, and the fire from hell completely engulfed her.

Before she could even let out a scream, she was burned to ashes by the absolute power and the frantic demon energy seeped into the ground, causing waves of tremors in the earth.

The vicious game of the Witch of Nightmares had ended. The dawn was coming and the nocturnal demons controlled by the witch’s power slowly walked towards home. Now the cycle of terror would be ended forever.

Outside the former site of the Vatican, the ground was still shaking. Qi Leren had already drunk an antidote and the pain had fully disappeared from his body, leaving only a sticky cold sweat. When pain is over, in order to protect themselves, people’s memory quickly forgets the physical torture and only feels unreal when recalling the pain.

“I’m fine,” Qi Leren said, standing up straight and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. “We need to send the other antidote to Dr. Lu quickly.”

Ning Zhou responded lightly, looking at the disappearing demon barrier. Behind the barrier was a deep darkness. There was something calling him.

“If there’s nothing wrong with Su He’s plan, the Witch of Nightmares should be dead and this enchantment is gone.” Qi Leren couldn’t feel the demon energy that had come from depths of the Vatican a few seconds ago. Naturally he didn’t know the Witch of Nightmare’s situation, and he was a little worried. At this time, the whole hill where the Vatican was located was slightly shaking, as if there was a terrorist operation raging inside, which gave an ominous feeling.

“She’s dead.”

“After that, there will be no more disasters.”

“Hmm.”

“But the task reminder still hasn’t appeared. It seems that according to the goal, the Dream of the Holy Nun must be ended… The memento representing destruction is inside, right?” Qi Leren asked again.

NingZhou nodded his head.

Qi Leren instinctively felt that Ning Zhou was in a bad mood and he was a bit nervous, so many words choking on his lips that he couldn’t open his mouth. He wanted to comfort Ning Zhou, but he didn’t know where to start. He wanted to encourage Ning Zhou, but he felt that his words paled.

But at least at the moment, he was sure that Ning Zhou was different. For him, he had exceeded the limit of what could be called a friend, but he couldn’t give him a sensible and rational position.

He couldn’t say it, couldn’t say anything, even if it exposed it only a little bit, it was blasphemous to Ning Zhou’s faith.

“I… I’ll give the antidote to Dr. Lu,” Qi Leren flinched timidly. He took a step back and was ready to leave, but just after two steps, he turned back regretfully. “Wait for me and let’s go into the Vatican together when I get back.”

No, that wasn’t it. That wasn’t what he meant.

“Or… would you like to come with me?” Qi Leren looked at Ningzhou hopefully and summoned up the courage to ask.

Ning Zhou, standing in the dark, was illuminated by the faint light of the stars, andhis figure seemed to melt in the dark.

He waited for a long time but didn’t receive an answer. Qi Leren’s unreasonable nose was sour, and he didn’t want to turn around or leave. Even if he knew it was only for a short time, they would meet again soon, it was just for a while. It would be fine in just a little while.

Qi Leren forced a smile and shouted: “Then you stay here, I’ll be right back. You have to wait for me! You must wait for me! ”

Finished saying that, he ran towards the road they’d come from.

The earth still trembled and mourned and the cold night wind blew on his face, drying the sweat. His heart beat faster and faster with his footsteps. There were no human beings or demons in the empty streets, only his footsteps passing through the silent night with his memories.

As he ran, he thought back. He recalled his hugs, his kisses, and the burning temperature of his skin.

What made him think he was indifferent?

The destination was getting closer and closer. It was a long way to come, but it was so short when he was going back. The night watchman has left. Qi Leren stopped, panting, and handed the antidote to Su He standing in the middle of the road: “The Witch of Nightmares is dead. This is the antidote. Give it to Dr. Lu.”

Su He didn’t hurry to take it. He asked with gentle surprise, “Why are you crying?”

Qi Leren wiped his face blankly, and the faint but bright starlight reflected in the water marks between his fingers.