"Forget it, there's no time. We need to return to the altar immediately. Arashi, you'll explain it later. He glanced at Edward, then shook his head, and looked in the direction the bell was coming from.

Lan immediately nodded, walked over to Ra's side, and asked by the way, "I know." By the way, pull, what's going on over there at the altar? ”

"There are three ember lords besieging the altar, and I led someone to draw one out to share some of the pressure. Well, that's just the end. ”

"Can Bu and An still hold up? If you can't hold on, you can rest here for a while, and then catch up. ”

glanced at the two comrades-in-arms who came out with him behind him, and saw that their bodies had become a little illusory and transparent, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Just now, in order to help him contain the ember lord, Bu He'an's consumption was too great.

"It's okay, the altar is more important." The two sweepers took a deep breath and steadied themselves before looking at Ra with determined eyes.

As sweepers, they have long been ready to die in battle, and they are not even afraid of death, what is a little fatigue!

"La, I have some bad news for you, I met a few lords on my way. Now that the altar has been besieged, I think it should be clear to you what it means for the altar to be besieged by embers. ”

Hearing Arashi's words, Ra was silent for a moment, and finally he sighed: "...... At first, there was some hope, but now, it can only be a disaster of embers. Time was so fast that we sweepers didn't adjust at all. ”

After a few simple words, Lan and their expressions became a little solemn, but after a while, they recovered.

Since they woke up as sweepers, they have not experienced anything, and in this dead and silent land, despair or something has long since become indifferent.

The procession was marching, and I don't know how long had passed, and a roar went from far to near, from low to high.

Unfolding before Edward's eyes was a fierce war, with embers of all kinds like a tide, constantly impacting a black line of defense.

On one side, the green flame intent on destroying the world is not extinguished, and the battle will not stop.

On the other hand, the body was sacrificed in exchange for a materialized soul, and as long as the soul was not completely exhausted, their resistance would not stop.

"Lan, protect him, Bu, An, follow me!"

Without hesitation, Ra, as the leader, announced his return with a loud scream, and he swooped out, like a sharp sword, piercing into the wave of embers.

Glancing at the patrolman who had joined the battlefield, Edward withdrew his gaze and looked to the other side.

It was behind the Black Line, where there was an altar that looked very ancient.

To Edward's surprise, the altar, which was more than twenty meters high, was still pregnant with greenery!

Accustomed to seeing the yellow sand and the cracked brown earth, there are still green vegetation in this world where the environment is extremely harsh!

Tenacious ferns clinged to the crevices of the altar, and at the top of the altar grew a small turquoise tree.

A green leaf fell from the small tree, it fluttered slowly, but the wind could not change its trajectory, and the leaf slowly fell, and finally fell into a pile of orange bonfires.

Underneath the small tree is a living fire, the light of which is swaying, giving people a feeling of warmth. The temperature warms up near the altar, and the mysterious flames tell of its extraordinaryness.

This is the flame of hope, the foundation of the inheritance of the sweepers, and it is like the sun and the last spiritual pillar of the sweepers!

The ancient altar in the desert exudes a heavy momentum, carries life, ignites the flame of hope, it is an oasis in the boundless desert, a symbol of the future and beauty!

Protecting the altar and doing everything you can is the code that the sweepers have engraved in the depths of their souls.

The ancient altar is the foundation of the sweepers, the cradle of their rebirth, and the Pure Land, their last fortress.

The moment he entered the area of the orange flames, Edward's body, Arashi's twenty fangs flew out, and finally disappeared into the altar.

Edward watched all of this silently, and the ancient altar gave him a considerable shock.

【Ding-! Found shelter construction materials, were they collected? 】

Just as Edward was sighing, a new message suddenly came from the assistant of the Divine Will Ball, and Edward, who saw this news, blinked.

Hospice? Isn't it the same word that appeared when we gathered the souls of those purified banshees?

Edward really didn't know how to toss this thing in the shelter, and when he first checked it, the assistant officer didn't give any hints, only saying that it was part of the experience.

Now there's finally a clue!

Edward was so happy that he ordered the collection.

【Confirm Collection】

The next moment, the eternal burning orange flame suddenly froze, and then the altar that exuded an ancient aura collapsed under Edward's stunned gaze!

The rumbling sound made all the sweepers stiffen.

Looking back, the altar that has stood for thousands of years is actually collapsing!

"This ...... That's impossible! ”

"It's over, it's all over...... The altar is gone. ”

A voice of disbelief sounded, and the sweepers, who had forgotten the taste of despair, tasted the taste of despair again at this moment.

It was clear that they had not fought to the last moment, and it was clear that they were still able to fight, but their pillars had abandoned them first!

In Arashi's memory, the altar of inheritance was only breached, and it never collapsed on its own, and this scene in front of him made Arashi's face extremely hideous.

Why? Why did the altar collapse?

"Ahh

The screams of the sweepers rang out, one after the other, converging into a torrent of whistling sounds.

Listening to the wail of sadness and unwillingness, Edward's face tensed, and Edward realized that he might have done something stupid.

【Start Collecting】

Gather?

Damn?! Wait a minute! Wait, I'm not ready yet! Seeing the new message from the Divine Will Sphere, Edward felt that there were thousands of grass and mud horses running wild in his heart.

On the ancient altar, the orange flame shook twice, and it swayed from the ruins of the altar like a child who had just learned to walk.

The next moment, the orange flames flew straight towards Edward, and finally submerged into the orb of divine will on Edward's shoulder.

The scene of "......" suddenly fell silent.

Seeing all the sweepers turn to his dark gaze, Edward calmly analyzed.

Damn, he's going to be cold!

Edward, the archbishop of the Diogana Star District of the Ancient Asian Divine Sect, died at the age of more than ten days, the reason: he was killed by his own assistant who was like a mentally retarded assistant.

My beloved god Guya, please give your subordinates a reliable assistant next time, if you continue like this, I feel that no matter how many subordinates you have, it will not be enough to assist this spicy chicken......

"It turns out that Ember has already changed into such a form, no wonder your ability will weaken my strength."

Arashi stood beside Edward, but his expression calmed down for no reason, his blood-red eyes stared at Edward, and the furious momentum pressed down on Edward.

Edward's face turned green after being pit by his assistant, and he quickly shook his hand and said, "Wait, I'm not, I don't, I think I can explain!" Also, I'm not an ember. ”

"Not embers? Hmph, what else is there to say now, even if you are not an ember, but it is indeed you who destroyed the altar! Well, if you say you're not Ember, does that mean that the original Terrans have defected to Ember? ”

The evidence is ironclad, even a guy like Edward with a strong ability to fool is helpless.

Are you leaving? It's a pity that I've already come into contact with the children.

Looking at Arashi, who had moved towards him and was ready to pounce, Edward sighed deeply, only feeling that he was really tired.

Just when Edward had a headache, a somewhat old voice suddenly sounded in Edward's heart.

"Your Majesty, leave the matter to us. These little cubs just don't clean up! How dare you doubt the greatness and mercy! ”