Chapter 524: The End
After a few moments, the white light in the sky gradually dissipated, and General Biedrins looked up with some trepidation, and found that the Palace of Synelle in front of him was still standing there in good shape, and the canopy above him was still as dark as ever, and everything seemed to have changed at all, except-
The giant shield of light that had been enveloping the entire Shining Lite Palace was gone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Missing means gone.
If the Sannielet Palace, which had previously possessed a light shield, was like a turtle in iron armor that made General Biedrins and his Knights of the Wings of Light unable to speak, then the Sanny Lite Palace, which had lost its light shield at this moment, was like a young girl lying on the bed who had stripped naked.
In this case, do you still need to be taught?
General Bedrins turned on his horse, and a wild roar rang out in the ears of all the soldiers who had already woken up, or had not yet recovered from the shocking vision of heaven and earth:
"The great Most High God has just shown us a miracle, and Enhil, the rebel thief who defied God's will, has lost his last refuge. The soldiers follow me and make these traitors who are still entrenched in the Holy Palace pay! β
The Knights of the Wings of Light were in high spirits, and they mounted their horses and followed their generals closely, rushing into the palace of Shenillet.
But it was clear that the defense forces in the Shennilet Palace were not vegetarians, and the two sides almost immediately entered a white-hot fighting state, and the sound of shouting and killing and the intersection of blades began to resound in every corner of the Shennilet Palace.
In the small hall at the top of the palace, Pope Enshel, Dandrien, Bishop Gavin, and Cheetos stood firmly in place, like four statues.
The shouts of killing from the outside world were heard clearly through the window, but the four people inside seemed to have suddenly become deaf, and there was no reaction.
After a long time, Pope Enhill moved first.
His first movement was to open his mouth, and a stream of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, which had few good teeth left, like a jet of water.
But what is amazing is that after vomiting blood, Pope Enhil's face seems to have become better, even the wrinkles on his face have become stretched, his back has been slightly straightened, and even the age spots on his skin seem to have gradually faded.
Then he spoke.
His Majesty's gaze first looked at Cheetos: "To be honest, I never imagined that a Sanctuary who cultivated the Dark Pupil Technique would be able to successfully infiltrate my Inquisition and become the master of the Inquisition at the age of twenty-nine. β
Cheeto's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "Your Majesty, you should remember my nickname, maybe I need to give you another science popularization - there is no good or evil in power, only those who use power can be good and evil." β
Pope Enhill sneered: "But this is the Church of Light!" The incompatibility of light and darkness is something that everyone with common sense knows. So from this day forward, you will no longer be the master of the Inquisition, and the stake is the best place for you, Cheetos. β
Cheeto's already pale face seemed to turn even paler, but the young master of the Inquisition did not continue to speak, but fell straight backwards.
"Bang!" Cheeto's body fell to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
Pope Enhil sneered: "An ant who doesn't know whether to live or die dares to want to fight against the divine power of the Great Supreme God of Light with his own strength? It's self-defeating! β
After saying this, Pope Enhill turned his gaze to Bishop Gavin on the other side: "It's your turn, Gavin. β
"Me?" Gavin's face showed a surprised expression, and the opposition leader looked at Pope Enhill in front of him with a smile, as if he was looking at an old friend who had not seen him for many years: "Old Enhill, do you want to judge me too much?" β
Pope Enshir had a sneering look on his face, "You're no better than him, Gavin. Although I don't know when you quietly cultivated to the realm of the Super Sanctuary, even if you are a Super Sanctuary, you have no chance of winning when facing the divine power. β
The corners of Bishop Gavin's mouth twitched slightly: "This light divine power in your body should be your last hole card, right?" β
"That's right." Pope Enhill nodded very happily, with a painful look on his face: "This is a trace of divine power that was given to me by the great Supreme God of Light himself at my coronation, and it took me decades to figure out some of its uses. But it's all your damn traitor, Gavin, that I had to drain such precious divine power today. β
Bishop Gavin shrugged his shoulders, "That sounds like a shame. β
"There's no regret at all." Pope Enhill gritted his teeth and looked at Bishop Gavin: "As long as I can eliminate you damned traitors, I am willing to pay any price!" Now, kneel before me and beg for mercy, and I may be able to show mercy and send you to Hell sooner. β
Bishop Gavin smiled sarcastically, "Dreaming." β
After saying this, Bishop Gavin, like Cheetos, fell to the ground as if he had been overthrown by brute force.
What Pope Enhil said was not wrong, whether it was the tenth-level Sanctuary powerhouse Cheetos, or the eleventh-level Super Sanctuary Gavin, they all seemed so small and fragile in front of Shenwei, and they couldn't resist the monstrous waves brought by this trace of divine power.
The old Pope took a deep breath, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly brightened at this moment, and the eyes in his pupils were as clear as a lake, as if he had suddenly returned to the way he was when he was twenty years old, so young and full of vitality.
Pope Enhill set his sights on one last target.
"It's your turn, Dandrien."
Like the other two, Dandrien replied to His Majesty the Pope with the same smile, which was not a common thing for Dandrien.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to say to me?"
Of the three, Dandrion was the only one who used honorifics in his salutation.
The Pope shook his head slowly, and his eyes stared at Dandrion for a moment, his eyes were full of endless curiosity, as if he had only met Dandrion for the first time today: "I don't have any comments, only one question. β
"Your Majesty, please speak."
"You and I both know very well that you not only accomplished that task thirty years ago, but also did it very well. But why do you insist on staying here after the mission is completed, refusing to return to the Celestial Realm, even if you will be infamous as a traitor for it? β
Dandrion thought about it very seriously for a while, and then gave an answer after a long time.
"Probably because of love."
"Love?" Pope Enhil's face showed an expression of surprise: "A noble angel from the heavenly realm actually fell in love with an ordinary woman in this world? That's something I didn't expect. β
Dandrien smiled: "People are living beings, angels are also living beings, and there is no distinction between high and low living beings, so as long as they are living beings, they can naturally have love for each other." β
"A very wise answer." Pope Enshir nodded approvingly: "The woman who made you fall in love, tell me, are you happy after being together?" β
This old man, who has held power for half his life, behaves like an aunt next door who is tirelessly exploring gossip at this moment.
Dandrion shook his head, "We're not together, andβshe's dead." β
Pope Enshir was stunned again, and then let out a long sigh: "In the bloody and vulgar novels, lovers can't always last forever, can they?" Tell me, do you regret it? β
"Nope." Dandrion shook his head again, then took a gentle step forward, "It's time, Your Majesty. β
Pope Enshil's expression suddenly became a little strange: "You see that? β
Dandrion didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and a word suddenly appeared in the angel's heart, and that word was-
Back to light.
"yes, it's time." The old pope sighed and looked up, staring through the great hole in the roof at the dome, which was so dark that there was no light.
His eyes were as bright as two dancing flames, the flames were so warm, these two flames of life, which symbolized hope, had accompanied him through many autumns, summers, autumns and winters, through countless moments of crisis, witnessed the rise and destruction of many enemies, and witnessed himself step by step to the top of power, until this moment-
These two flames of life, on this cold midnight, in the midst of the sound of fighting outside the window, under the watchful eye of an angel who was regarded as a traitor, were forever extinguished.
"I lost, Dandrien. But rememberβthe light never goes out. β
After saying this, the elderly pope stood there silently, without saying a word.