After the female swordsman left, another voice suddenly appeared in the empty room: "Are you really going to ...... Let her be a saint? ”

The High Priest still sat in his seat, and did not seem to show any surprise at all at the other voice in the room, and he looked in the direction of the doorway, and whispered as if talking to himself: "There is no other way to believe her at the time indicated in the prophecy, even if I do not want to believe her...... And at the end of the day, she's just a mortal and can't fight against the Ring, so you don't need to worry too much. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmph, that little girl of unknown origin has nothing to do with me whether she is dead or alive, she is a treasure to you, and she is of no use to me! I just don't want to see your jokes in advance. ”

"Since you don't like it, then let's stop talking about her, it's our own business after all." A faint smile suddenly appeared on the high priest's face, "Let's talk about you, what happened to you?" So grumpy. ”

"Met an old friend I haven't seen in years!"

The owner of the voice seemed to be a little angry, and bit the word "old friend" very hard, and the high priest naturally knew very well that there seemed to be something hidden in it, but since the other party didn't say it, then he didn't plan to ask.

"Now you masked people really don't have the slightest demeanor we had back then."

As he spoke, the mirror standing silently in the corner behind the high priest suddenly turned into a deep pure black, and a figure that was neither human nor ghost slowly walked out, and if Wen Wen and Yunero were present, he would definitely be recognized as soon as possible, because this was none other than the piece of stinky tofu essence that the two of them met in the lord's mansion of Sumir, the land of fire, that night, Yunero's biological brother - Dharmarel.

"If, according to what you said, the current Mask Race is a created race after all, we have no God of War to protect us, no master has descended, and we exist in the world like duckweed without roots, naturally there is no way to compare with your Mask Mask Race at that time." The High Priest was not surprised by Dharmarel's appearance, but continued calmly, "But what happened to make you say such a thing? ”

"Hmph, the great lord of the Fire Country, you still say that he is a malleable talent, if it weren't for the black knife, I really want to cut this kind of waste." Dmorel said.

"The seal on the Cantusha Scroll...... Did you break it? ”

"Well, it's broken."

"Really?!" Hearing this news, the high priest actually seemed even more surprised than Dharma himself, "After more than a year, you have finally succeeded!" ”

"You...... Is this mocking my incompetence? There was not the slightest joy in Dharmarell's tone, but he asked the high priest on the other side in a cold tone.

"No, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong." The High Priest didn't care about Dharmarel's tone, but smiled and said, "I'm just rejoicing in your success, after all, you are an invincible existence on the island of masked, and now that you have the super blade you said, the strength of your allies has become stronger, shouldn't I be happy?" ”

If it had been before, Dharma would have been amused by the words of the high priest beside him, but now, he could always think of a figure that made him feel irritable, bored, and disgusted.

"Invincible? Hmph, I advise you not to be too optimistic, even if it is me, I dare not say that I have reached the realm of true invincibility. ”

"Oh? Why? The High Priest keenly caught the underlying message in Dharmarell's words and asked in a low voice, "Because of that 'old friend' you spoke of earlier?" ”

"I really like to talk to smart people like you, because it saves a lot of things." Damorel turned his dark body and said to the high priest.

"Thank you for the compliment, but as an ally, I still want to know exactly what happened, otherwise my judgment and decision-making are likely to be biased." Like an elegant gentleman, the High Priest spoke.

"This 'old friend' I am talking about is the culprit who made me the person I am now...... If it weren't for him, I would have died in the temporal storm that your ancestors had set off just like all the other people. Dharma did not shy away from it, and said directly, "That guy's strength is very strong, and I ...... Well, he defeated me back then, but he also made me stronger because of it. ”

"I'm really surprised to hear such a high evaluation from your mouth."

"Although I am arrogant, I will not be unreasonably arrogant, as a strong man, this kind of behavior is absolutely not allowed, so I hope that you can maintain a sufficient level of attention to this new spoiler as much as I do!" Speaking of this, Damorel suddenly aggravated his tone, "And...... I also want you to know what kind of enemy you are facing. ”

Seeing that Dharma was so solemn, the high priest also turned straight and asked in a loud voice, "What kind of enemy?" ”

"Ten years before me, I obtained the identity of the Sword Saint, the last generation of the old Mask Clan, the man who was thrown into the mirror image by your ancestors along with the Temple of War at that time, but has survived and come out." Damorel didn't care whether his series of words would frighten the old man in front of him, and still said to himself, "At the same time...... He is also my biological brother. ”

It was not that Damorel was not so ambitious that he would destroy his prestige and deliberately blow Yunero to a very high height in front of the high priest, but because of the confrontation hundreds of years ago, Yunero easily defeated and exiled him, which left a big shadow in his heart, although after these hundreds of years, but in the final analysis, Damorel still has no confidence that he will be able to defeat the current Yunero.

It is true that he has grown up for hundreds of years, suffered countless hardships, and suffered countless sins, but he will not be foolish enough to believe that his biological brother, who is famous for his diligence and hard work, will neglect to exercise in these hundreds of years, which is not only naïve, but also extremely unrealistic.

Able to face up to Yunero's strength and dare to face it, Damorel has taken a big step, and while being the biological brother of Yunero's mother, he can also be called a "challenger".

A Juggernaut, a Juggernaut who has the courage to challenge the "Juggernaut".