As time progressed, people continued to enter, and all the layouts and conspiracies slowly surfaced.

The shadow retort controlled Frank, and the mage Simon strangled two people with a fifteenth-order spell Hell Demon Vine, and seriously injured one person, so far, Frank's side no longer has any combat effectiveness.

"You've won," Frank said resignedly.

Ahmed shook his head, "It's not over yet, you have to be a little patient, maybe you can turn the tables around." ”

When Frank heard this, he suddenly became agitated and shouted loudly. "Emmed, everything today is my responsibility, don't try to drag my father and godfather into the water. Kill me, kill me, Shadow, kill me quickly. ”

"You've already been involved with them, and now it's not up to you to decide how things will develop. ”

Frank has always grown up under the aura of his father and godfather, and he desperately wants to prove himself and do a big thing on his own. But in the end, not only did he lose completely, but he also affected them, which made him more uncomfortable than letting him die immediately.

"Emmed, that's how children do things, they always have little consideration, you can be considerate. ”

At this time, three people walked slowly, and it was an old man wearing a red-robed and black-edged robe who spoke.

"Metropolitan Wood, Earl Pilson, you are finally here, this must be your family's Shadow Lord. Ahmed greeted the three of them one by one.

"As you wish, you have carefully designed such a wonderful game, we can't do it if we don't come. I can't fight, you know. Pilson, Sixteenth Order Magus. Shadow, an eighteenth-order black-robed assassin. Ahmed, your current cards are a bit insufficient, this is also the closing stage, any hole cards can be taken out. Don't summon these troops of the Holy Knight Squadron, I brought more than you, and they were all placed outside the city, we all know that they are used to clean up the battlefield in the end. Metropolitan Wood spoke.

Emmed nodded in agreement, "Okay, that's it." Then he continued to shout, "Senior brother, someone is looking for you to fight." ”

"Okay!" a deep male voice sounded outside the courtyard wall, and then the figure flashed, and a tall middle-aged man suddenly appeared next to Emed, dressed casually, carrying a giant sword.

"It's Charles, the executioner. The one who spoke up was the Shadow Lord shrouded in black robes.

"I've won prizes, but I've killed a little more. "The executioner Charles was not modest.

"Let's get started"

Wood shook his head, "Wait a minute, it's already here, don't rush at this time." Ahmed, you let Frank go, and let him kill the little deacon first. ”

Ahmed was silent for a moment.

Wood continued, "Isn't it in your mind to let Frank kill that little priest with his own hands? As for Frank, by the same token, now he can't influence the outcome of the matter. ”

"Okay. Shadow, let go of Frank. Ahmed commanded.

Hearing this, Shadow put away his dagger, stepped aside, and stood with the mage Simon, one of them was too low, and the other had run out of mana, and then he could only watch the play on the side.

"Ahh

Frank roared, drew his sword, and rushed straight for Os, trying to vent his anger and grievances.

Oss had been severely overdrawn in his previous battle with the bandit leader Glenn, and he could barely use his sword to resist at this moment. One was full of combat power, the other was weak, and as soon as the two long swords came into contact, Os's long sword was directly shocked and flew away, and the person also fell to the ground on his back under the inertia generated by the huge force.

Ares on the side just wanted to come to his aid, and his goal was to kill Frank and avenge his family. However, he was stopped by the shadows, and all the bigwigs in the room wanted Frank to kill Oss, and Emmed wanted to have an excuse to get more resources politically afterwards. Wood: They wanted Frank to vent his frustration.

The shadow couldn't do anything else on the scene, but it was more than enough to stop a small intermediate swordsman.

"Why don't you run away, aren't you very good, kill Gülen. Why didn't you die sooner? Frank yelled at Os, who had fallen to the ground with a distorted face. If it weren't for this insignificant little man who should have died a long time ago, he wouldn't have fallen into Emerd's trap, and he was to blame for all this.

"I'm able to put you in this situation on my own, and to be honest, I'm happy. "Oss knew he was going to die, but he was satisfied to be able to make the situation like this before he died. Or is he too weak, he is a little emotional.

"Little mongrel. Frank gritted his teeth and raised his sword, and a sword was about to slash at Oss.

Ahmed is indifferent, as it should be. Wood and Pilson also looked at Oss like ants, such little people usually don't attract their attention. The executioner, Charles, had a boring expression on his face, and the fight between the two was too ordinary and not bloody at all.

Time stood still in this moment, as if a god had paused it with a flick of his sleeve.

An old man in a crisp white linen robe walked into the small square step by step, and as he walked, a transparent phantom appeared behind it.

The phantom's eyes were closed, and he was in a half-crouching position, and a pair of wings behind his back were folded to cover his body. As the old man advanced step by step, the phantom became bigger and bigger, and it became more and more material, and it was full of light.

"Make... Apostolic realm, impossible, who are you?" In the entire small square, except for the old man who approached step by step, no one else could move, but they could speak. Emmed stammered, words full of disbelief.

"How could it be the apostolic realm, what are you talking nonsense. Pilson retorted with a look of horror, he knew in his heart that if it was, the consequences would be too terrible for him to believe.

"Yes, indeed, yes. It is the apostolic realm. Metropolitan Wood looked at the old man who was walking slowly, and said with certainty, because he had seen a similar scene once, but the person who performed it was different. Finally, he shouted at the old man, "Who are you?"

"William Coulson, Second Archon of the Hall of Holy Punishment, Cardinal. No, now I'm going to call him St. William Coulson. Apostle realm, haha, junior brother, I didn't expect to be called by you to fight, and I actually witnessed the awakening of an apostle, I really have no luck with this one. The executioner, Charles, looked desperate, and he was the only one present who knew the old man.

In another case, the old man did not happen to awaken at the time of the apostle, he would not have been so desperate. Because it is rumored that William's mana is exhausted, his vitality is withered, and his soul will return to heaven within a few years.

Today, it seems that it is true, the old man is burning the little life force left, so that he can squander his mana in this way, but he has been favored by the God of Light, and at the last moment of his life, he explored the edge of divine power and directly entered the stage of apostolic awakening.

Before his life force burned out, the old man was an invincible existence. Because the apostolic realm is so powerful, the apostle is one of the closest people to the gods. Counting the old men, there are only two apostles left in the world, and the other is called the Pope!

The old man who walked to everyone's side didn't care about the others, he just gently helped Oss up, and said in a gentle tone: "Oss, I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you by your side when you were in trouble before, this time, I'm here, I'll accept you as my godson, okay?"

"You really have known my parents for a long time, and this is really their last wish?" Oss did not answer the old man, but asked rhetorically.

"It's true. The old man was not in a hurry at all, and still smiled.

Oss smiled and agreed: "Okay"

The old man laughed and placed his palm on top of Os's head. At this moment, the phantom behind him towered into the sky, his eyes were wide open, his wings suddenly opened, and the old man was like an angel in the world.

On the second day of the seventh month of the third thousand seven hundred and thirty-six prayer years of the Holy Calendar, the faithful of the entire diocese due north of the Holy Empire witnessed a miracle, an apostolic awakening.

"I, William Coulson, under the guidance of the God of Light, have adopted Os Peter as my godson. I share the glory and disgrace with it, the same thoughts, and the light and the gods will always shine. "Sonic boom in the sky.

Oss was shrouded in light, and with a "snap", he felt something in his body be turned on.

The Vatican Basilica, the seat of the Pope, suddenly emitted a dazzling holy light, reflecting the entire holy city as if it were day.

All the members of the Papal Chamber, who had been sleeping peacefully, walked out of the room and looked around blankly, and the devout believers also walked out of their homes and knelt down in the street.

Tracing the source of the holy light, it turned out to be an ancient book without wind and automatic, its pages turned slowly and orderly, and circles of light visible to the naked eye escaped and spread throughout the holy city.

Suddenly, an old hand pressed down on the flipping page, and all the apertures disappeared out of thin air.

"And the god of light said, Let there be light, and there was light. ”

A majestic voice sounded in the ears of all the people of the Holy City, and the kneeling believers became more religious, which was a miracle revealed by the God of Light.

The altar of the holy blood of the beast clan stands an ancient totem pole that reaches into the sky, which is the belief of all barbarian warriors and the incarnation of the beast god in the world.

At this moment, the entire altar was filled with a thick blood mist, and the ancient totem pole rolled upside down with the wind. The beast clan powerhouses within a radius of a hundred miles were all sensitive, and their eyes all showed fierce light, and then they all rushed to the altar with all their might. And in the Beast God Mountain Range, there were several violent roars that shook the sky.

"Blessed by the beast god, tonight's holy blood mist is a gift from the beast god, all races don't have to worry, let's disperse. The voice of the chief high priest of the beast clan remembered that within a radius of a hundred miles, all the beast clan powerhouses who were in a hurry were stopped.

The Forest of Chaos stretched for thousands of miles, and in the very center, two lantern-like eyes slowly opened, and their eyes were like electricity.

Einz Mage Tower, a withered hand grasped the trembling multicolored staff.

Somewhere in an unknown place, a giant red gem burst into flames with a "soaring" sound.

In Constantinople, the five-meter-long dragon spear in the paladin's hand came out of his hand, automatically rushed into the enemy formation, smashed out a huge pit with a diameter of half a kilometer, and hundreds of orc elites were all wiped out.

There are many visions, but there is no present world.