Jeno looked at the statue and hesitated for a moment, but finally leaned forward slightly, and the small statue flew out of his palm on its own, slowly drifting towards the Holy Flame.

Jeno lowered his eyes and began to chant the incantation. At the moment, his spell is completely arbitrary, and there are no rules. He wanted to see the result, and he knew immediately how to chant the mantra and how to drive the magic.

At the sound of the incantation, the angel statue was getting brighter and brighter, and halfway through, the entire Twin Halls were already reflected as if it were day!

It fluttered and tumbled, and the unimaginable power contained within it poured out bit by bit under the effect of the spell. This power was like a drop of water at first, then it became a murmuring stream, and in the blink of an eye, it has become a great river of rushing waves!

It suddenly lost its balance and staggered down, making a zigzag arc in the air and landing directly below the statue. As soon as this crystal clear statuette touched the ground, it quietly shattered into more than ten pieces.

With a bang, the golden frenzy instantly filled every corner of the Twin Palaces!

The tide comes like thunder, and the tide falls silently.

The pale golden power swept back in an instant, converging towards the statue floating in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely sucked up by the statue.

Jeno stood quietly in the main hall, looking up at the statue. The golden frenzy of power just now was enough to turn steel into nothingness, but it couldn't hurt Jeno in the slightest.

When the golden frenzy was completely gone, the unquenchable flame in the main hall was only a little spark-like ember. It seemed to flicker unwillingly, and then it went out!

At the same moment, the statue came to life, and a silver color began to rise from her eyes. Jeno's heart gradually beat faster with the fluctuating silver.

Mingyue's gaze wandered and looked at Jeno.

Jeno stepped forward. He tried to call her name, but his mouth was open, but he didn't make a sound.

He smiled bitterly with some self-deprecation, how many times have life and death hung by a thread, but why is he still so nervous now, suffering from gains and losses?

Before Jeno could speak, the silver in the statue's eyes receded like a tide! In an instant, the Twin Halls were once again lifeless.

Jeno's heart suddenly accelerated, almost jumping out of his chest, and he gasped a few times before he screamed!

"Bright Moon!"

This slightly hoarse cry echoed through the Twin Halls, but the belated call could no longer bring the statue to life.

Jeno finally fell silent, his eyes flashing back to expressionlessness, and he stared indifferently at the statue in the air. He found that although the flame had been extinguished, her consciousness was still trapped in the statue.

Could it be that the statue that condenses Victoria's small half of power is still not enough to save her from purgatory?

Jeno closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and strode out of the Twin Hall.

A moment later, Jeno was already standing in front of the Pope and asked coldly, "What's going on?" ”

The Pope withdrew his gaze from the canon, turned his head to look at Jeno, and said, "The power of the wise angel has indeed surpassed the limits of this plane, but she has no godhead. ”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Jeno's mouth, and he said, "That means, you still need a godhead, right?" Okay, I'll go find it! ”

The Pope closed the canon and said slowly: "Although I am old, my eyes are not completely dizzy, and I can still see the brilliance of the gods." You don't have to look for it yourself, I'll give you a few options. ”

Jeno waited.

The Pope suddenly sighed heavily, and said meaningfully, "You still need to think about it before you pull her back from purgatory!" ”

"No, I'm in control." Jeno said lightly.

"There is no need to make any more efforts, at this time, he must have decided that everything is under his control, and there is no turning back." Hughes sighed.

"I know, but I can't wait, I have to do something!" With a large pile of magic crystals of various colors in her arms, Eiffel hurried past Theseus.

It wasn't until Eiffel's figure disappeared that Hughes sighed, picked up the teacup and drank it down. It's just that now what he has in his cup is no longer a good tea that excites people's lungs, but just a cup of water. Hughes looked at the empty teacup, stood up, and walked in the direction where Eiffel had disappeared.

It is a tranquil and beautiful valley with a clear river running around it, and in the mountains that surround it, countless clear streams gurgle down into this nameless river. Huge houses were built in the valleys. Almost all of the houses are made of wood, without stone, and blend in with the natural scene of the valley. There are no tall buildings in the valley, and the tallest hall is only more than ten meters high.

This seemingly mundane valley is filled with unimaginable magical achievements. Not to mention the many magic golems that walk through the valley, the magnificent magic hall in the middle of the valley alone is breathtaking.

The hall is covered with sculptures and reliefs, and in terms of artistic attainment, these decorations alone are enough to embarrass the so-called masters of art in the human nation. The whole body of the main hall is made of an unknown blue crystal, through the crystal, the decoration of the temple can be faintly seen.

The temple exudes a faint and majestic aura, looking down on everything in the valley like a god.

Truly. It's looking down.

It's not that it's tall, it's actually that the hundreds of thousand-year-old trees in the valley are much taller than it.

It looks down because it floats a hundred meters in the air.

Several staircases spiral up from the ground, leading to several gates of the Sky Temple. They are made up of translucent steps, each of which is a separate entity and is not associated with the others. These stairs floating in the air can also be called a spectacle of magic.

Loneliness is really enjoyable sometimes.

Augustus was enjoying loneliness. In addition to loneliness, he also likes anger, joy, anxiety and other emotional changes, either way, it is better than the ignorant existence that once was.

But only loneliness can last long enough.

Jeno didn't have the leisure of Augustus at all, and his mood didn't fluctuate at the moment. Just looking at the magic map in front of you.

The Pope stood at the other end of the magic map, pointed at the mountains in the south of the continent with his scepter, and said slowly: "There is the breath of the goddess of nature here, and you may be able to find a way to the kingdom of the goddess of nature here." However, the goddess of nature's divine power is far from being comparable to the goddess of ice and snow that you once fought against, so you have to be careful. ”

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Jeno's mouth.