A ray of morning light fell through the window on Jeno's face. His eyes finally opened slowly.

Suddenly, Jeno sat up suddenly, his brows furrowed, as if sensing something. He looked around, but found nothing.

When Jeno stepped into the papal prayer hall, it was nearly dusk.

Thick golden sunlight streams through the high floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the carved corridors, gilding the vivid stories of the gods with a soft golden glow. The Great Temple of Light was silent, with the occasional birdsong coming from afar.

Such a picture of sunset is naturally magnificent and tranquil in the eyes of others, but in Jeno's view, for some reason, it only seems bleak and desolate, like the afterglow before the end of a grand opera.

Walking on this silent temple of light, for a moment, a strange thought suddenly appeared to Jeno......

In this world, he is already the last man.

Jeno's footsteps echoed across the empty corridor, each step spaced in the same distance and span of time, but it couldn't hide the deep shock in his heart when the strange thought came to him.

Jeno shook his head slightly, banishing the strange thought from his mind and moving on.

The corridor is long.

Along the way, the fierce battle with Catherine just now did not help but come to his mind.

His heart was already frozen, but the excitement was like a chisel that carved a gap in his feelings. When the madness ended, his pride contrasted sharply with her anger.

This contrast has quietly widened the gap.

So, at this moment. Jeno could already see the golden rays of sunlight, and the storm of knowledge had turned into a trickle. Slowly injected into Jeno's heart. With this level of knowledge, Jeno can easily handle it, and is no longer on the verge of collapse and madness as he used to be.

There was only one question, which he always subconsciously avoided. At least, Catherine wasn't in his hands.

After a squeak, a tooth-aching sound, Jeno pushed open the door to the papal prayer room. Jeno noticed it for the first time. The two carved ebony doors are in fact old, and the edges of the carved ornaments have become smooth and blurred, making them look as if they are thousands of years old.

There were no candles or magic lights in the prayer room, and it was dark and damp, with no sense of sacredness at all. The Pope sat in a high-backed chair, panting heavily, like a worn-out bellows.

The moment the eyes fell on the Pope. Jeno suddenly felt that this Pope, who had always been a bottomless darkness in his senses, was like the sunset outside the window, and there was not much time left.

Jeno had been in the room for a long time before the Pope noticed his presence, and his eyes regained a little vitality. Struggling to get up from his chair.

"You're here, have you decided on your next trip?" Every time the pope said a few words, he coughed violently.

"I can't find the goddess of nature. So I'm going to go to the Demon Realm once. Jeno said lightly.

The Pope looked up, looked at Jeno, and was silent. Jeno noticed that his eyes were now cloudy, and there was no such thing as the birth and death of the plane.

After watching it for a long time, the Pope smiled rarely, and said, "It seems that you have finally understood that everything is not under your control." ”

Hear this. Jeno's body shook slightly. But this time, although his face was still as pale as paper, the reaction was much better than the previous ones. He barely stood on his feet. A trace of blood was already oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Demon Realm......" the Pope sighed deeply, as if recalling countless past events. He slowly walked over to an old-fashioned cupboard, opened the door, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally took out something and handed it to Jeno.

Jeno looked intently and saw that it was a bracelet with a strange shape, a strange shape, and an incomparably fine workmanship. If you look closely, you can tell that the fine grid that dots the bracelet is made up of tiny patterns. Jeno recognized at a glance that the pattern was made up of portraits of countless demonic races.

He frowned, feeling that the bracelet was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but for a moment, he couldn't remember anything.

The Pope said slowly: "Go to the Demon Realm, you will meet its owner, and when the time comes, you can return this thing to her for me." I'm too old to walk, let alone survive a space storm. So this matter can only be left to you to do for me. ”

Jeno glanced deeply at the bracelet, took it into his arms, and said, "Then do you have anything you want me to pass on?" ”

The Pope pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's been so long, there's nothing more to say. When you return the bracelet, it's ...... Kill her! ”

Jeno nodded, not at all surprised or surprised. Although there was a crack in his heart, most of it was still frozen, and he was not very interested in the old things of the Pope. Moreover, the Pope has so many secrets that there are countless of them, and he is entangled with anyone in the demon world, which is nothing at all.

The Pope added: "It is not easy to connect here with the Demon Realm Passage, and the danger is probably more powerful than the space storm, so you will be alone on this trip." Now that you understand that not everything is under your control, are you still ready to go to the Demon Realm? And in the Demon Realm, because of the plane environment, the power of the people you want to kill is probably far beyond what you can imagine, and you are not just facing a demon race. It seems like the Chichinako Mountains are a bit easier, and you might want to consider changing your itinerary. ”

Jeno closed his eyes slightly, and thought for a moment. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "Of course I want to go to the Qiqi Nako Mountain Range, but that will be after I go to the Demon Realm. She needs a godhead, and the demon world has a godhead, but I'm not very sure what is on the other side of the Qiqi Nako Mountains. So whether everything is under my control or not, I have to go to the Demon Realm. I've got it. I can also come back, even if there are millions of demons in front of me. I will definitely come back, with Godhead. ”

The Pope looked out the window at the sunset. The sunset is already like blood.

Finally, the Pope seemed to say to himself, "Fifty years ago, I said the same thing as you...... and the Pope sighed heavily, as if he was feeling something.

Time is like water, and people are easy to get old. In the blink of an eye, it has been dozens of spring and autumn in the dust.

The Pope sighed and said, "Go and get ready." When to go to the Demon Realm? ”

At this time, Jeno was also staring at the sunset outside the window, and under the sunset, his figure was gradually blurring. Jeno replied lightly: "There is no need to prepare, I will go now." ”

Before his figure disappeared completely, Jeno suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, if the plane is destroyed." Is it possible for her to be redeemed? ”

It's just that Jeno didn't wait for an answer, his voice was still echoing, and his figure had already disappeared into the void.

The Pope didn't seem to be in a hurry to give him an answer, he just stood silently, staring out the window.

Outside the window, the sun has set. Only half a day is cloudy and fireless.