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The luminous night is like a shuttle, the cold moon is like a hook,

Faust, who had been lively for a day, began to fade away from the hustle and bustle of the day, and the silence appeared.

The celebrations that took place this year are destined to be remembered, and everything that happened in the first division has become a topic of conversation on people's lips.

Genius Battle Purple Epic Weapon vs. Orange Artifact, no matter what the topic, can excite the listener.

Faust's Cathedral in the night is still the same, shrouded in the light of the gods, like day, and has not changed in any way because of the celebrations.

In the main hall of Faust Cathedral, Belias walked back and forth, and the sound of footsteps sounded clearly in the main hall, cooperating with Belias looking up to check the time from time to time, showing that there was impatience in Berias at this moment.

"Don't dangle in front of me, be quiet, it's still a little bit of time," said Archbishop Althea.

In the main hall of the huge Faust Cathedral, there are only two people, Archbishop Althea and Berias, showing that the Faust Cathedral is relatively empty.

"It's me who is impatient, and I can't be quiet when I think of that crazy woman," Berias also understood his own situation, and said slowly with a faint excitement on his face.

"But the artifact in Ares's hand, did you give it, what do I think Nadoa has a feeling of being caught in a trap by design," Berias asked, wondering in his heart.

"No, the artifact in Ares' hand was not given by me, for this kind of god-level professional, letting it grow on its own is the best way," Archbishop Althea shook his head and said.

"That's you, Althea, and if it were someone else, I wouldn't have believed you," continued Berias; "This god-level professional is really the ** son of the gods, belongs to the gods, and he can obtain the artifact after only a few levels,"

Time passed in the midst of the two chattering little by little, and as it was late at night, Archbishop Althea suddenly stood up and said a faint word to Berias; "It's time, keep up!"

The snow-white staff appeared in the hands of Archbishop Althea, and the staff exuded a golden light, which was extremely sacred, and people saw that there was a natural desire to worship in their hearts.

Archbishop Althea and Berias quickly passed through several side halls and entered a room underneath with countless circles depicted, which were outlined in purple.

The purple lines that twisted and twisted, layer upon layer, and continued to accumulate together, constituted this magic circle.

There was a gap in each of the four sides of the circle, making the circle look incomplete, and after Archbishop Althea and Berias entered, they stood in the center of the circle, and as the two stood in the purple circle, Archbishop Althea waved the staff in his hand repeatedly.

The golden light and the purple circle light, the two began to glow, entangled, and finally the golden and purple light merged with each other, forming a virtual scene, black and misty, unreal, as if it did not exist at all.

However, Archbishop Althea and Berias were not in a hurry, but quietly began to wait.

"Althea, you're early," a shrill voice sounded, and a woman appeared in the darkness.

The woman's appearance was cold, and there was a heroic spirit between her eyebrows, and she couldn't wait to make a declaration to Archbishop Althea.

"You crazy woman has been doing lately," Bolas gritted his teeth, without waiting for Archbishop Althea to speak, he himself spoke.

"Who is this guy Althea, your ** has changed, isn't it the ruthless old man? I'll just say, choose ** also to find a young and handsome person. The other party did not answer Berias at all, and took the lead in asking.

"You crazy woman, don't talk nonsense to me, I'm here to say hello to you today, the lesson you taught me fifty years ago, after a while, I will repay you well," a hatred appeared in Berias's eyes.

"Fifty years ago, I remembered that you are that little guy, you have good potential, it's only been fifty years, and you're at the full level," the woman who was originally extremely interested in Althea suddenly became interested in Berias at this time.

"How did you like my sister, I haven't forgotten it for fifty years, as long as you kill your little ** Althea, my sister will comfort you," the woman's originally cold and heroic face suddenly smiled and said amorously.

"Don't talk this nonsense, I don't have time to waste here with you." Archbishop Althea said coldly,

"You don't have time, and my mother doesn't have time, this time I will continue to bet with you, and the rules are still according to fifty years ago." The woman regained her grim appearance and said coldly.

"Okay, starting in five months, to attack the Flame Cave dungeon, in three months, the side with the best score wins." Archbishop Althea simply announced the rules, and then said to the woman; "You don't have a problem with that!"

"No, that's it," the woman said with a faint smile on her face, "Athea, just wait to lose,"

With the sound of crazy laughter, the scene in front of her disappeared cleanly, and the woman watched the scene of Althea and the two disappear, and a smile appeared on her face, and she said to the darkness; "Hades will be handed over to you for this matter, you must win it for me."

"No problem, my Hades squad is ready, and with the strength of my Hades, victory is a matter of course." Hades said proudly.

"Yes, as a demon god professional, the one who can compete with you is a god-level professional, but that Faust obviously won't have it,"

"But you can't underestimate that Althea, Althea still has some skills, I will open the treasure house to you later, you take the team members, and each chooses a piece of equipment," the woman's face appeared solemn, and she still had some jealousy of Althea.

"Don't bother, the members of the Hades Squad are all selected geniuses, how can those fools in Faust be opponents," Hades said disdainfully.

"Don't be careless, if you still lose to me this time like fifty years, you know the end," the woman looked at the arrogant Hades and said with a sudden reprimand.

"Yes, I'll be careful," Hades said disapprovingly.