บท 1145: Chapter 1134: Faith

The youth’s voice was choked with sorrow. There was no trace of cold blood in his body. He was like an ordinary weak youth. His fingers were clenched into fists. His face was full of pain, self-blame, guilt.., and anger towards himself.

After a moment he slowly stopped his sorrow. He buried this soft thing deep in his heart. His eyes quickly changed. They became cold and decisive. There was no emotion in them, he said in a cold voice: “You have failed. My consciousness will not be extinguished. I Am Dudian, the king of the dark church and the Emperor of the Holy Church. All your memories will become my memories!”

“No! Impossible!”