"Or...failed?"

In the darkness, Sal Jones sighed unwillingly and listened to the crew's report.

"Spier particle concentration breaks through the extreme value, and the target thinking stops. Reality, surreality, everything exists..."

“Lost the signal.”

"Accusing the death of the priest Robbie..." Sal Jones's eyes penetrated the porthole and looked at the endless darkness outside. "It no longer exists."

Yes, Robbie disappeared.

This stunning priest completed the evolution from a vassal to a stellar strongman in just a few years. His resume was so dazzling that he became a role model for almost all young people. Because he was not a descendant of a strong man and had no special bloodline, he was just an ordinary person and an ordinary priest, but he accomplished things that most ancient races could not do. How could he not make young people excited and make them long for?

In the hearts of countless young people who are heading towards the cosmic stage, there will definitely be a thought that I can do what Lord Robbie can do!

But today... he fell...

This is not only the fall of a person, but also the shattering of a dream. Sal Jones can imagine that from today on, there will be many people who will be depressed, numb, sad, and desperate. But there will also be more people who will be excited and find their own way in Robbie's glory.

"You are worthy of... the legend of ordinary people."

Saar Jones murmured at the end, preparing to carry out the next work.

At this moment, many people in the human fleet were stunned. They witnessed Robbie's glory with their own eyes and saw Robbie's disappearance. They could not believe this reality. Although it was only a few minutes, the man standing in the infinite light, the man who awakened the warmth in their hearts and gave them light, was their God.

"Mom...that...is that true?" the little girl looked at the darkness outside in panic and said helplessly.

Her mother didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly and kept shaking her head. "That's not true... not..."

"Dear. He is still alive, he must be alive. But we can't see it. He is there, there. That brilliant paradise. He is watching us...forever."

"Will he protect us?"

"Yes, sure." Mother hugged her arms tighter. She burst into tears in the darkness. "Because He is our Lord."

The eternal Lord.

The sound of the hymn echoes in everyone's heart. Even if the darkness spreads, people will remember the man in the light. The priest who is wearing a black robe but with a sunny smile.

So what about Robbie? Where is he?

Is he really watching all this? Like the supreme God, the Lord of all living beings?

The wind started to blow...it was a little cold.

Robbie tightened her collar and pounded her waist. Her waist hurt so much, as if she was hit by countless tons of heavy hammers. But Robbie could only persist. The giant cross on her back became heavier and heavier. It seemed to carry the resentment of sentient beings. Little by little, little by little, it was oppressing him, no matter how hard he tried, it would not be relieved.

Looking around, he was located in the middle of a towering mountain peak. The top of the mountain was inserted into the clouds, and it was impossible to see how high it was. At the bottom was an endless black plain. The black soil emitted a scent of rotten smell.

The stones on the mountain are also black, with clear edges and very sharpness. Robbie will be cut open and blood will flow out if he is accidentally. But after a while, his wounds will heal and repeat, like torture.

"It turns out that it's all a dream."

Breathing at the rotten smell, Robbie wiped his sweat and said with a wry smile.

He was still in the same place. The huge fleet of ships, planetary and star-level battles, blood-like eyes like wild beasts, and cute Gemini. They were just dreams that he imagined. Even the ultimate endless human migration, the third level of Naraku's cosmic darkspot, and his own glory sublimation were just comfort in the dream.

I am still the little priest, with a thin body. I can't bear too much responsibility. There is no glory, only this peak of sin that keeps climbing but can never reach the peak.

My sins are getting deeper and deeper.

Robbie could feel it. Because the mountain under his feet was still growing, and every minute and every second was rising. The power of those resentful spirits entangled themselves was getting bigger and bigger, as if they were about to break their ankles.

This is actually useless. My feet are broken and they will recover after a while. All that is left to Robbie is pain.

Very, very deep...the pain that goes straight into the soul.

Robbie gasped for a while, and then he accumulated a little more strength in his body, and then began to continue climbing.

He no longer dared to dream because he was afraid that the mountain would grow taller after a while. Robbie didn't know if he could reach the top, but he felt that he had to do so. This was his own path to salvation, and only by reaching the top could he be free.

The cross behind is so heavy, as if it can crush his body and soul.

One day passed, two days passed... Before we knew it, ten years and twenty years have passed.

Robbie climbed tirelessly, his body was cut with holes and blood spilled all the way. His body became weaker and weaker, and his recovery speed became slower and slower. Later, he could no longer recover. Every time a wound was cut, a lot of blood would flow, as if his blood would never flow.

Robbie's foot was broken...it was broken by the resentful spirit.

His legs were broken and broken by rocks.

Later, his waist was also broken, exhausted.

He only had half of his body, a pair of hands, and the heavy cross that was always carried on his body.

The light in Robbie's eyes became dimmer and darker. He was almost unable to see things clearly. The power had long disappeared from his body. He could still climb, just a will and a voice.

That will is his persistence. And that voice...is trust.

Although I couldn't hear clearly and didn't even know if there was that voice, Robbie felt that the voice was trusting and encouraging him.

The wind is cold...the rocks are colder.

But Robbie's heart was very warm.

He gritted his teeth, turned over another rock, and grabbed a blank space when he reached up again. At this time, he suddenly realized that he had reached the top of the mountain. The extremely towering peak of sin actually asked him to reach the top. But he could not see anything. His eyes were blind and his hands were rotten.

A golden door suddenly opened in the sky, and a huge and incompetent angel with thirty-six wings flew down and knelt in front of Robbie.

He said.

"My Lord, welcome you back to God's throne."

Robbie was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed, smiled, and laughed.

He could see things in his eyes again, and he had legs and feet again. All the wounds on his body disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by his jade-like skin. Even the black priest robe that never left his body suddenly turned into a white and gorgeous dress with majestic golden patterns!

The cross behind him disappeared, it turned into a golden light surrounding Robbie, and infinite great power emerged.

In the eyes of the thirty-six-winged archangel, Robbie took off his gorgeous clothes and then changed into his familiar black robe. He gave the clothes to the angel, and he walked towards the void.

"I'm not the Lord."

"I'm just a pastor."

He said this, his body faded and disappeared in the void.

At the same time, in the real world, a trace of light suddenly appeared in the third layer of Naraku. The light was very weak, but very tough, and stubbornly tear open the darkness bit by bit, just like... dawn...

The crew members were surprised in the channel of the human fleet.

"Spier particle concentration decreased! New signal points appeared, reality, surreal existence confirmation, and feature analysis...yes...yes..."

"Mr. Robbie!!"
Chapter completed!