In a million times shorter than an instant, the whole room began to tremble, as if a violent storm had suddenly swept over from where the Prophet stood.

And the Great Prophet vanished without a trace in an instant, and his perfect form was now only a dark shadow. Just where he had stood, a faint human figure appeared, wearing a hood and huge wings of flame growing from his back. There is no human figure visible under the hood, a surprisingly radiant face made of light and sound waves, and long silver hair draped over its sides.

He was draped in a robe, and underneath it was a tightly knit armor that shone with a glittering bronze light, and the robe was so dazzling that it was like the sun's rays weaving the robe. From a mortal point of view, the heavily armed Prophet was supposed to be a holy warrior, when in fact he had fought brutal battles against many demons who had crawled out of the Burning Hell.

The battle was so brutal and protracted that the archangel Aenarius finally gave up the endless entanglement between the High Heavens and the Burning Hell.

He set out to find the promised land of strife, hoping to escape the hopeless struggle once and for all. He found like-minded people who were tired of endless battles.

I desperately sought peace, and I once thought it was a mirage, a phantom in the water, Aenarius recalled bitterly. I finally found this pure land and named it after it.

The biggest mistake he made was many years before he created Sanctuary. He had taken in too many cornered demons, even though they had declared that they would never again have any interest in the never-ending war between heaven and earth. He was seduced by the leader of the demons, and he believed every lie she had. With their combination. Their followers followed this romantic practice, and the sanctuary was no longer just a temporary refuge, it was already a part of life for all of them.

It's because of her that everything becomes.

Unless I never see you again, Lilith. Unless I never see you again, or. I can't feel you anymore.

The regret in his heart that he couldn't let go of was just a regret.

He could never even go back in time, and he couldn't change those heart-wrenching pasts. He searched heaven and hell to find a place where the rebels could breathe. He eventually created the Sanctuary, which has become an indelible part of history.

Like Lilith's betrayal.

Aenarius made a gesture, and the zenith was split in two by a burst of flame. The whole room was crumbling, as if it was about to be torn in two from the zenith fresco.

The angel immediately soared into the air without hesitation. Then he rushed out of the crack.

He is not afraid of being seen now. Mortals could barely detect his presence, and his strength was strong enough to make it difficult for outsiders to notice that he was traveling the skies, and Aenarius was not worried that the Celestial Realm would be aware of his presence and the Places of Refuge, for he felt that under the shadow of his vast divine power, it was impossible for the Council of Anglis to perceive them, and the never-ending war attracted most of their attention.

With these factors in mind, Aenarius dared to take to the skies for the first time in centuries. He stretched his wings as hard as he could, trying his best to feel the freedom he had not felt for a long time. He suddenly realized that he had waited so long before he was back in the sky. It's really stupid.

Of course, this is not because he is cowardly. No, Aenarius just felt Lilith's betrayal break his heart even more than the endless slaughter between heaven and earth. Perhaps it was only for this reason that he was willing to hide under the guise of a prophet for hundreds of years.

Never again...... Never again......

After this farce is over, everyone will look up to my glory, yes! After all, without him, this world would no longer exist.

It is his right, his duty, and he must ensure that the development of the sanctuary always follows his own plans. Sooner or later, Lilith will be punished more severely, all demons will be banished, and the mortals who don't know what to do will eventually become memories of the past.

The sanctuary will eventually run according to his ideas, or be ruthlessly destroyed by him, and everything will start all over again.

The archangel suddenly made a graceful arc to avoid the top of the cathedral, and in a matter of seconds, he was already far away from the royal city of Kaiji. The place is so vast that the same name is used in places far away around it, and the controversy about it has never ceased.

Aenarius had no interest in these trifles, but the bright lights above the royal city evoked memories that he had buried in his heart, and the city made him vaguely recall the high heavens that were always in the light, the place where there was no night of day.

I must let this incident in the Sanctuary end sooner, he vows, I will make the Supreme Heaven jealous of the world I have created!

It may require a lot of sacrifices, especially for mortals like ants, but the sacrifices are definitely worth it. He had endured in silence in this filthy place for too long. In fact, he can live a much more comfortable life, and live a life more in line with his current identity, and he will eventually create a paradise that is not troubled by the mundane world.

Suddenly, a familiar sensation came over him, and the next moment, the angel had changed his direction. Aenarius quickly corrected his flight trajectory and turned back in the direction he had come.

He immediately felt that she was playing tricks, but her whereabouts had been under his control for a long time.

No, it was someone else, and for the first time, Aenarius discovered that perhaps there were mortals who could shake his own heart deeply. Once upon a time there was only Lilith, but now there is a mortal who has almost done what she once accomplished.

Aenarius once again stood still above the cathedral, trying to detect the vast darkness around him. However, this thorough inventory did not reveal anything out of the ordinary, and the results of his search were only occasional glimmers.

But so. He is very intelligent and almost never fooled. After all, he could be her child. He's mine, though, too.

Another old memory came back to his mind, and perhaps, he never forgot it at all. When Aenarius returned to the room, the frescoes on the ceiling were instantly restored to their original state. Right now. He has decided that no matter who the other party is, he will be as merciless as he is with his ex-lover.

Even if it's his own son. Although this bloodline is still uncertain.

………………

When Udysien emerged from a thin sleeping blanket, he suddenly found that there were countless people in front of him staring at him worriedly.

"I wanted them to stay away, but they didn't listen to me." Serencia walked up to him and said apologetically.

She wore her long black hair around the back of her head, and she walked extremely sassy. Looks more like a female warrior. And not the daughter of some wealthy businessman. Even as her mana grew, she still clung to the sharp spear at all times.

"It's okay, Cellly." He replied subconsciously, and then remembered that he should no longer call her by her childhood nickname.

Her expression stiffened a little, and her resolute eyes suddenly moistened. Growing up, only three people have ever called her that, and two of them are no longer alive, especially Achillios. A bud of love has just sprouted between them.

Udysien did not try to remedy their mistakes, as it would most likely make the situation worse. He turned his face to focus on the newcomers.

These people come from almost all walks of life and age groups, and many children follow suit. The latter worries Udisian, because the Pasa people have brought so many children with them. Those unfortunate children still make his heart ache like tears from time to time. But no matter how much he refused and protested, these families still joined his team without hesitation.

I have to provide them with better protection. Udysien thought bitterly. If it weren't for the children, what would be the point of my current struggle?

He had never delved into the question before, but now the answer came to him naturally. Yes, Udysien did it for the sake of the believers who followed him, but at the same time for revenge, and he never denied his motives, whether or not it was really for that reason.

This may only make the newborn children worse off.

Udysien straightened up and took the water bag that Celentia had handed him, and he let the cold liquid run down his throat, then poured the rest of the water on his head, the farmer not caring what the newcomers would think of his actions; If they can't accept even the slightest bit of outrage, then they're not ready to follow them at all.

But no one showed any objection to this, they just waited patiently, and he frowned secretly, hoping that the somewhat cautious parents would leave with their children, so that perhaps he would be able to ease his guilt a little.

"I hope you all come to me with the same purpose." Udisian proclaimed to the people: "You know that the gift means ......"

A few people nodded busily.

Udyssien estimated that there were at least a hundred new followers, who had almost filled the open space around him, and his own followers scattered among the jungle, staring at the strangers vigilantly and hopefully, and each one of them would be a miracle.

Udysien saw no reason to waste his time on speeches, he had promised the speaker that he would leave the Toraga with his followers, and he was a man of his word.

The son of Delmidis stretched out his palm to the nearest old woman, with a colorful scarf wrapped around her head, and Udysien sensed the suspicion and fear in her heart, and realized that she had no relatives or friends with her, and that she had come here alone.

"Please......" he whispered, instantly recalling his long-dead mother, "please come close to me." ”

She did so without hesitation, and it was evident that she trusted Udisian. The woman was quite emaciated, and her face was marked by the merciless marks of time, but her brown eyes were so beautiful that Udyssien could not help but wonder how amorous she had been.

No one asked why there would be such an old man in the ranks. Age is not a major obstacle to activating talent, but for children who are not even ten years old, it can take a long time for them to achieve a little bit of achievement.

This may be more in line with the laws of nature. So that these children do not easily hurt themselves or others, similar rules can be found in many animals in nature.

"What's your name, please?" He asked.

"Mahariti." Her voice was still loud. Maybe she's just trying to prove to everyone that she's not a stupid, ugly old woman, and she's just as worthy of Udisian's time to activate her talent.

Udysien nodded in agreement, then reached out and took her left hand: "Mahariti...... Please relax your mind and open your whole heart to me. Close your eyes if you want to ......"

But just as the farmer had hoped, she kept her eyes open. Again, he discovered. Mahariti's performance was far beyond her imagination.

There was a sudden strange buzzing sound in the air. Udysien couldn't help but take a breath and stare at the air in front of her.

In a matter of moments, three spinning objects shot at his location. But it was like hitting a wall of copper. The deadly artifacts fell to the ground, and they found them shattered into arc-shaped shards of metal with glittering jagged edges. Someone had attacked Udisian, if not on guard. Udysien believed that he had already died. Maybe the head flew to the grass next to it.

From the crowd waiting next to them, two men with unkempt hair and ordinary faces suddenly jumped out. However, as they attack Udisian, the two of them gradually take on the form of Guardians of Peace.

Out of nowhere, a short knife flew from nowhere, the tip of the sharp weapon that shot straight at Udisian glowing with a strange red light, and just then, another heavy metal weapon was thrown at the son of Delmidis.

But Udysien kept his composure, but the whizzing weapons suddenly turned around and headed straight for the sneak attacker.

The hidden weapon accurately hit the opponent's chest. Cut open the metal cuirass, tear the tunic and flesh. It even shattered his bones. The Guardian of Peace flew into the middle of the crowd of Toragas, and everyone immediately scattered for fear that the bloody creature would fall on him.

Udysien focused all of his energy on the dagger, but it was still moving slowly, its red blade glowing with the light of the abyssal hell. Serencia rushed up and slammed her spear into the volley's blade, trying to get it off her track. The dagger eventually spun and flew past Udysien.

Before the other Keeper of Peace could make a move, several new Tolagans had subdued him. He let out a curse, but it quickly turned into a hysterical scream as the crowd swarmed up and began trying to tear him to shreds.

Udisien didn't expect things to turn out like this, where is this fighting, this is simply slaughter, he couldn't help but shout: "Stop! ”

Udysien shouted as softly as he could, using his strength to separate them from the poor Guardian of Peace. The latter tried in vain to move his already shattered limbs, and ended up lying on his back in a strange way, and if it weren't for Udisian's timely rescue, he would have died by now.

Udyssien took a cursory look at him, and found that the muscles of the man's body were almost torn. A hand still trembled slightly, and Udysien noticed that he was still holding a dagger between his fingers.

"I can keep you holding the dagger if you want." He said emotionlessly, "But that certainly won't do you any good." ”

But the guy was still holding the dagger tightly. Udysien sighed and grabbed him by an arm.

The hand suddenly grasped the weapon, and the Keeper of Peace raised his dagger in the air, and to Udisi's surprise, he stabbed himself in the throat.

The crowd immediately fell silent, and Udisi, stunned by the suicide, finally let the man down with blood on his hands, and found that it was apparently believed that he had killed the assassin with his own hands. They must have felt that Udysien had shown that he was too much more powerful than the Assassins, so he had dealt the Guardian of Peace a fatal blow.

Udysien tried to hide his shock, but his eyes were still fixed on the Guardians of Peace. The man grumbled twice in his throat. The body kept twitching, and at last it didn't move.

This guy apparently only thought about suicide after the miss! He must have known that there was no way out after the failure of the mission, and this frenzy greatly shocked Udisian. Perhaps he was convinced of the terrible fate he faced, but in any case, the matter was a little confusing.

In fact, Udyssien had already considered how to spare the Assassin. Last night's casualties were already too heavy, and he hoped that today would be a new day, but what about the worst of the days, it was not the same that someone died. He hated them.

But that's the path you've chosen. He reminded himself of the last word.

"Lord Udisian! Lord Udysien! He heard his name being shouted.

Udysien saw Lumas and was grateful that someone had finally broken the deadlock. The former bandit pointed behind him, where there were two limping Pasas with their stumps in tow.

There is a third Peacekeeper. Only now Udysien became aware of the fact that the first attack came from the rear farther away from them.

"We had an encounter with this guy in the jungle." Lumas explained, rubbing his bald head.

By the time the other two Pasians threw their bodies on the ground, Udyssien had already seen the cause of death. An arrow pierced his neck. The essence of archery made him feel that this was not the result of using magic. It's a skill that archers have painstakingly honed.

There is also a Guardian of Peace who has just died, but his fate is irreversible, he was essentially killed by himself. Udysien looked at the mess in front of him, and finally praised it: "Good job, Lumas." ”

"I didn't do it, Lord Udisian." Lumas replied honestly.

The other two shook their heads. Udysien was stunned for a moment: "Who is that?" ”

Udysien frowned and knelt down on one knee to examine the corpse, the arrow shot with great precision, if not long ago. Then he will definitely give this credit to a certain archer. If the blade is slightly misdirectional, it will miss its target or be ruthlessly blocked by its armor.

Udisien saw something black on the shaft. He tried to wipe it with his hand, and then his brow furrowed even more.

It was damp dirt, and it was almost all over the arrow, as if someone had buried it in the ground before.

He felt a biting cold, and even though he was in the midst of the steaming jungle, he didn't feel any warmth at all. In fact, he almost never felt warm, only when approaching them. Or simply because of being close to her. Yes, he suspected that she was the source of this warmth. Who else could it be?

He took great risks in this operation, but if he didn't, the Keepers of Peace would most likely escape. As for the consequences of a rash move, his sluggish mind was now immeasurable, but he decided to take a risk.

The arrow hit the opponent's neck with precision.

But now he had to avoid them right away. He was afraid of being seen. They must have thought they were extremely threatening, and he himself wasn't sure if the people were wrong.

With his longbow slung over his shoulder, he scurried through the dense jungle, stumbling several times through the obstacles on his way, and he had to hold on to the tree beside him to keep his balance, leaving his mud-stained handprints on the trunk when he left.

The soil was still soft and damp. No matter how much he tries to wipe his hands clean, more dirt will always appear on his palms.

He suddenly had a strange feeling that he was no longer alone. A large, light-moving creature was walking through the jungle in front of him, and although his footsteps were so quiet, it was already aware of its presence, and he slowly placed a hand on the longbow.

The face of a wild feline appeared in front of him, its two long fangs poking out menacingly. The big cat in the jungle growled at him in a low voice.

But it only let out a roar, and the sound immediately changed to the murmur of a cat, and the big creature began to cower and try to escape.

He put his hand down, knowing that the danger was over. Like all sane animals, the big cat could sense the gloomy aura in him.

He hated himself almost to the fullest, and was anxious to get out of this boring encounter, so he immediately rushed to the giant feline. The big cat immediately retreated back about the same distance. The movement was so rapid that one could almost mistakenly think it wasn't moving at all.

"I didn't...... Time...... Waste it on you......" It was the first time he had spoken in days, but the muffled voice sounded like no other jungle beast, and his heart sank.

The big cat didn't make any disguised threats at all. Immediately ran away with his tail between his legs.

The archer stood there for a long time, stunned by the big cat's reaction. If the beasts are afraid of themselves, how should humans react when they encounter them?

But he still couldn't help but slowly get closer, not only because he wanted to, but because there was something more important that attracted him.

Even so, the desire to turn around is still getting stronger, and maybe it's too late to turn back. He carefully estimated how many steps he had left in front of him, and narrowed them as small as he could, an innate stubbornness that kept him to his own independent way.

The big cat has already fled far away. He pushed aside a broad leaf in front of him and continued walking.

The leaves also left his mud-stained handprints.

…………

It was only at the end of the morning that Udyssien woke up the sleeping power in the new entrants, in order to fulfill his promise. He took a short break until everyone could understand the changes that had taken place in him.

That doesn't mean they can manipulate a certain amount of force right away. But at least they would have a little more chance of survival when danger came, and he felt that might happen in the blink of an eye. Luckily, though, there were some other believers, especially those who had followed them all the way from Pasa.

They have been studying these talents for a long time and will try to encourage these Toraga brothers and sisters.

"Nephalan" was Lilith's name for the character they were going to turn into, but the word always pronounced bitter in Udisian's mouth, and it didn't quite fit. At least that's what he thinks. He had heard another related word from the mouth of the Toragua.

Dylan, it sounds even older than the former.

Ediron: It means "those who have comprehended the heavens." Udysithien felt that the word was an accurate description of his condition and that of the other believers, and he had been using it all morning, and pronouncing it more and more smoothly, and the others had gradually become accustomed to using it, and felt that it was much more appropriate than before.

Finally they began to move forward, gradually leaving the city behind, and though the sun had risen high, it still looked dark and unclear, as if the dawn had just arrived.

The foliage above their heads was so thick that the sunlight rarely had a chance to hit the ground, which was not necessarily a bad thing, because the jungle was already sweltering, and if the sun was too hot to add to that, few of them would be able to eat it.

For the Toraghas, everything was comfortable for now, but most of the Arsenians, even Udisian, were already sweating.

Of course, there is an exception, and that is Mendeen.

Although he was struggling to walk on his feet, he seemed to be more accustomed to the climate than the locals, and anyone wearing his thick robes would have died of heat, but not even a drop of sweat could be seen on Mendeen's calm face.

Udysien turned her gaze to Celenthea, who was clearly hot too, though not so badly on the surface.

It was the first time he had looked at her so closely, and he had found that the girl had come out so beautifully, which was completely different from the feeling he had when he was a friend or a little sister. He was suddenly a little jealous of Achillios, the deceased hunter had completely taken possession of Selenthea's heart, and he did not know how to cherish it that she had kept for herself for so long.

However, Udysien immediately dismissed the idea of reuniting with her, as he still felt responsible for the archer's death.

Celenthia was unplugging the water bag and putting it to her lips, but she was stunned for some reason, and then the water bag slipped from her hand, and the water bag fell to the ground, splashing water in all directions.

Udysien handed over his water bag and said with concern, "Drink mine first." ”

Celenthia shook her head and pushed the bag back: "No, let's save some." We just passed a small stream...... Also, I want to be quiet. I need to think about some personal issues. ”

"I think it's best to have someone with you......" Udyssien said uneasily.

She smiled appreciatively at the farmer: "I'm fine, and I won't go far." You should be able to see my shadow at all times. ”

This answer did not satisfy Udisian, but he knew that it was best not to argue with the girl. He motioned for the others to move on. Then he straightened up and said to the girl, "I'll always be here, and I'm not going anywhere." ”

The girl laughed again, and Udysien noticed that when she smiled at herself, he was in such a good mood.

Serencia walked briskly into the nearby jungle, where several people wanted to stay with Udysien, but he politely refused.

Although obscured by huge foliage and shadows in the woods. But Udisien can still see the girl at any time. The creek, as she said, was not far from them; In fact, several people had already quoted the stream before Celentia. It really doesn't seem like there's anything to worry about.

But this isn't the first time he's made a rash conclusion, nor is it the first time he's been proven so wrong.

Serencia suddenly bent down, disappearing from his vision for the first time. Udysien held her breath until she stood up. I breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned to look at Udisien. Wave to him and don't look in your direction yet. Despite some apprehension, Udyssien eventually complied.

Then there was a rustle of leaves from there, and then everything was calm. Udysien had wanted to use her magic to detect the area she was in, but she was afraid that the girl would be able to detect what she was doing. In any case, given Selenthea's current condition, the farmer did not dare to act rashly.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the girl's direction.

Udysien immediately looked over the side until the girl's black hair came into view. His heart was at ease. But then Selenthia rushed towards him.

"I'm ...... I was worried for a while. He muttered to himself.

To his surprise, Celenthea's eyes lit up when she heard this. She smiled shyly as she held out a hand to his cheek.

"I like that." The girl murmured in the darkest.

Immediately afterward, a red-faced Celenthia fled, leaving Udisian, who did not know what this sudden event meant, if it really meant anything. But he quickly put these dangerous thoughts aside and hurried after his team.

They did not run directly in the direction of the royal city, but took a detour to the south for some reason, and then killed the local temple of the Triune Cult.

It wasn't Udisian's intention, but Lilith forced him to do it. Although Lilith wanted him to destroy the entire Triune Cult, he felt that if he went straight to the other party's lair, Lilith didn't know how proud she would be. Udyssien wanted to catch her off guard in this way.

Unfortunately, he suspected that he would be toyed with by her.

The makeshift group came to a halt in front of a river that, according to the Toraghas, was supposed to be between the southern gate of the city and the territory of the Triune Cult. Udysien looked at the river and felt like the best landmark of their journey. Lumas led the men to find the best place to camp, and then they began to prepare to spend the night here.

Udisien suddenly remembered the predators that Achillios had caught by the river, and he immediately demanded that everyone should not get too close to the river when resting, and that they should not be allowed to act alone. A team is tasked with monitoring the riverside in order to warn everyone as soon as possible in the event of an accident.

"We should be fearless to ......," Udysien and Mendeen said mockingly, sitting around a campfire, "It should be enough to have these powers, but look at our ......"

"They're all very quick learners, Udician. Don't you notice that the more people you awaken, the faster the power of those who follow you grows. Mendeen replied quietly.

"They have to hurry! I've dragged them into a war with demons, and they don't know how many intrigues they have in addition to their terrifyingly powerful magic! He covered his head with his hands and said, "Do you think our men are ready, Mendeen?" Look at how many tragedies have happened in Toraga......"

"The lesson of Toraga will be taken to heart by all of us. Brother. It will never happen again next time. Mendeen comforted him.

Udysien looked up, her eyes narrowed and replied, "I hope next time." What did the Tolagans call that place? ”

"It's called Hashe, and it's a city smaller than Toraga." Mendeen replied immediately.

"But I don't think it's going to be easy to get there." Udysien said worriedly.

Mendeen shrugged: "It's up to the people to do the work." ”

He stood up and patted his brother lightly on the shoulder. Then walked away. Udysien sat and looked at the dancing flames, remembering the fire that had devoured the temple and half of the Toraga.

Will everything repeat itself? How many people will die this time? When he first killed Lucien, his belief was so strong, but after the battle of Toraga, this firm belief has disappeared for the most part. But he didn't reveal it to anyone, not even Mendeen.

"Don't be so impatient, Udysisien. It won't do you any good. It will not do you any good to those who follow you. A gentle voice rang in his ears.

He saw Selensia step into the light of the campfire, her steps so light that even the Night Elves could not match her. Her long hair floated loosely behind her. Udyssien was amazed at how long and dense it was.

"I thought you were asleep." He replied immediately.

"Well, sleep......" she sat beside him, pulling back a few strands of her long hair, "I can't sleep at all when I'm on my mind, Udisian." ”

For these careful thoughts of girls. Udysien has never been able to understand. And he was often troubled by this, but he was very glad that Selenthia would confide in him.

The farmer said cautiously, "I think you seem to have said something......

Her eyes were fixed on the flickering fire, "Did I tell you?" How could I bother you, you've had enough trouble right now. ”

She whispered as she leaned gently over him. The girl's intimacy made Udisi's heart beat faster, but the guilt was even heavier.

"I've got time whenever you need to." All he heard was himself.

Serencia stroked the back of his hand, "If there's anyone I can turn to, it's you, Udisian." You know the way. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made it all the way here. I will follow you to the ends of the earth......"

He suddenly remembered. For so many years, the girl has been by his side, waiting for him to realize that he is no longer the little girl who knows no more about the world, waiting for him to discover his charm and femininity.

In fact, Udysien had already noticed it, but he did not covet her beauty like most of the men of Seram, but he could not have spoken sweetly to her as Serencia had hoped.

But now, just when he had already lost all his thoughts, he suddenly felt the mature charm of the girl, and she had been looking forward to it for so many years.

She leaned tighter, as if it were a little too tight. She muttered in her ear, "Udisian—"

Udisian's heart was filled with desire and loyalty to his lost companion at the same time, and he didn't know what he was going to do next, but he didn't dare to look her in the eye in vain.

And just as he turned his gaze away, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a figure in the jungle under the darkness of night.

Udysien let out a low gasp and immediately stood up.

"What's wrong, Udisian?" Celenthia was visibly frightened.

He instinctively glanced down at the girl, but then immediately turned his gaze to the large jungle in front of him, but all he saw was a large expanse of pitch-black trees and clumps of vines, nothing, and nothing in the distance that looked like a human form.

Of course, it was none other than him, who had thought he would never see the golden-haired and pale-faced archer again, his friend had been dead for so long.

"Achillios......" Udysien whispered, subconsciously standing up and walking forward, towards the dark jungle.

"What did you just say?" Serencia asked suspiciously, and suddenly stopped in front of him: "Do you see something wrong?" ”

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" he replied hesitantly, not knowing what to do with Serencia, to tell her that he had seen a ghost, a man who had died long ago, walking in front of him?

If it weren't for the guilt in their hearts, how could there be such a vision in front of them, they left Achillios and buried him far, far away from here.

But what made him even more alarmed was that Selenthia actually put her hands on his chest, and looked at him with longing eyes.

"It's too late," he immediately interrupted the girl's further movements, and stepped back by the way, "Seli, we'd better go and rest now." ”

This time, he deliberately used her nickname when she was younger, hoping to make her sober up a little.

She frowned, but she nodded her head later: "Okay, do as you say." (To be continued......)