"The king summoned me just now, and the king asked me to give you the holy relics, and at the same time thank you for your persuasion." Heratia's tall body bowed to the dust.

When Feng Chen and Darius were talking to each other, Feng Chen obviously found that Darius was about to use a knife on Angra's followers, and as for Darius appearing in Angra's temple, it was also to temporarily stabilize the heart of the Holy Maiden of Angra, and stabilize the heart of the Holy Maiden of Angela in order to better let the prey obediently not resist when it was slaughtered.

As for Feng Chen, he refused Darius's recruitment, and he had already made up his mind, and at the same time stated that he would not go anywhere, but would return to his homeland, otherwise Feng Chen felt that he would never be able to leave Persia alive.

There is a limit to how strong a person is, and Feng Chen is not very strong now.

Darius, on the other hand, gave Seal Ten Days to deal with the current matter, and asked him to agree to one condition.

In exchange, Darius promised to give him the tears of the relic, and to accept little Artemisia as his daughter.

Feng Chen couldn't tell what Darius saw in Little West Asia, and he wanted to entrust Little West Asia to a trustworthy person so that she wouldn't repeat the tragedy of the movie, like the saint Heratia in front of him, but after thinking about it, there was no more powerful backer in this land than Darius.

At the same time, Darius also vowed that Sia would never touch politics for the rest of his life, and treat it as his own.

As for Darius's character, the emperor swears that he should abide by it, there is no way to seal the dust, and the time is too tight.

As for why he didn't spend mission points to take Sia away. Can't take away any props, including people, this is the answer given by the existence of the dust communication, the reason is that this mission world is a special world, deviates from the original track, and does not belong to the normal world, even if you use the mission point, you can't take it away, but the normal mission world can.

……

"Going?" Heratia stood up and stared at the dust.

Feng Chen was silent, staring at the night sky.

"Can't you take me away?"

Feng Chen shook his head heavily, and a bleak smile appeared on Hratya's beautiful face.

The night wind brought up Hratya's long hair, and Feng Chen didn't love Hrathea in front of him, but he had a good impression, maybe this is the damn possessiveness of men.

The dust seal, who could not give a promise, had been cold to Heratia for the past few days.

"I'm going to leave in ten days, maybe not for a long time. I want you to take care of Xiao Xia, please. Feng Chen looked at Hrathea in front of him sincerely.

Feng Chen didn't know what kind of emotions he had for Xiao Xia, after getting along for the past few days, Feng Chen had become accustomed to the feeling of Xiao Xia by his side.

He wants to pave another way for Xiao Xia before leaving.

The holy daughter of the dark god Angra, Heratia, is in charge of ten thousand temples, and there are tens of millions of believers under her, and Feng Chen believes that she can take good care of Xiao Xia.

"The evil aura in this child is very strong, there is a devastating hatred, the darkness is not terrible, the terrible thing is that hatred will blind her eyes, corrupt her mind and soul, and this child is too dependent on you, if you leave her, she may not be able to recover."

Heratia looked at the room behind her with some concern, and after these few days of getting along, Heratia also felt pity for this little girl.

Feng Chen felt that existence was extremely cold at this time, and the task was the center of everything, and Feng Chen suddenly understood the intention of existence, and also understood what existence said for the first time.

Shaking his head helplessly, he looked at Heratia apologetically, and said with a wry smile: "I have an order to leave, and I can't resist." ”

Heratia was slightly frustrated, but she nodded her head and pulled up a few strands of hair that blew at the base of her ears, and then she acted as if nothing had happened before.

"Now I can give you Angela's tears."

Heratia moved slightly, turned her head to look at Feng Chen, and smiled calmly, her eyes extremely gentle.

At night.

Heratia clasped her fingers in front of her chest, revealing her white lotus arms, and the moonlight shone softly on her body, like a holy and ethereal veil covering her.

Her expression was solemn and reverent, and Feng Chen suddenly felt that there was an incomparable silence around her for a moment.

I saw that the wind ruffled Heratia's long black hair, but there was no sound.

I saw the wind blowing the surrounding leaves and swaying, but there was still no sound.

The faint noise of the lights in the distance could not be heard here.

Even the sound of his own breathing could not be heard.

“Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~”

The ancient tones are like walking in the desert where there is no trace of time.

Clear as the water of a spring on a snow-capped mountain, Heratia hummed a prelude softly, and at this time, the guards on the other side of the palace where the dust was sealed stopped communicating and looked in the direction of Heratia.

Feng Chen closed his eyes, his world was dark, only the clear stream flowing down from the top of the mountain.

“Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~

Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~

Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~”

Heratia closed her eyes, her humming voice becoming clearer and clearer, and the moonlight slowly fading around her.

"Mom, why is the moon not as bright today as it was yesterday?" A young boy on the outskirts of the province of Sardis asked his mother curiously as he stood beside him.

The moonlight that shone around the palace, and even on the whole province of Sardis, became fainter and fainter, and all the light condensed and spread around Heratia, who was like a statue of a goddess, with a serene and merciful countenance.

It seems that she is the only one left in this world.

When the last beam of moonlight dissipated on Feng Chen's body, a hundred soft figures emitting a faint blue light walked out of the moonlight around Heratia.

The Persians said that there are a hundred kinds of light in the soul, but only the light blue soul light is full of a feeling that rejects people thousands of miles away, but at the same time makes people extremely peaceful in their hearts.

They stood neatly behind Hratia, their hands clasped together in front of their chests, revealing their white arms, their white cheeks covered by white hoods, revealing their beautiful and stunning jaws.

They whispered to Heratia's voice.

It's like the mottled years of that beautiful text.

With her eyes closed, Heratia finished humming, and she raised her head and bared her graceful neck to begin singing.

"The earth is burning

Fate whispers

The night is crying

The truth has been stripped away

The soul wanders eternally

Ask my God to listen at this moment

I would like to dedicate my all to this

I will live forever in darkness

I will defend the truth forever

I will have no resentment in shouldering the fate of all living beings

I will find my home in the dark

……”

The high singing voice is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

The night is the curtain, and the wind is the song.

Behind them, their voices grew louder and louder, until they became one with Heratia, resounding throughout the world.

Darius put down the wine glass in his hand and walked out with a calm face, staring at the location of the dust seal for a long time.

The black-robed old man standing outside the Ahura Temple was facing east with his eyes revealed, and the nine people behind him stood solemnly.

At the top of the hill, in the open space in front of the temple, the black-pressed man knelt down towards the east, his face pious and fanatical.

Throughout the province of Sardis, people put down their work, the sound of drinking, the noise of the night market, the whispering of homely people, all these sounds stopped, and collectively looked reverently at the dazzling moonlight in the east.

In the tens of thousands of miles of Sardis stretched backwards, or in the grasslands, or in the mountains, or in the ravines, all the believers of Angela put down what they were doing, and went outside, in groups of threes and threes, or in groups of four or five, and bowed down in the direction of Heratia.

Heratia opened her eyes, her eyes filled with tears, and she continued to sing.

"And I am gone from him forever

He will not be able to trace me

He will no longer be able to speak to me

He will no longer be able to touch my cheek

He will never see me again

He will not be able to live in my memory

……”

Tears flowed down her beautiful face.

At the same time, the dust that was immersed in it seemed to feel something, and looked up at the endless starry sky overhead.

The phantom of a woman in a white robe was imprinted in the air at some point, her phantom was so huge, her hands like white jade were clasped together with ten fingers on her chest, her red lips were slightly open like an artistic and beautiful carving, and her eyes were as deep as the sea of stars.

A wave of sadness permeated everyone's hearts, and the dust was inevitable.

Like two dazzling gems, their colors changing endlessly, merge with Heratia's tears as they fall to the ground, passing through endless time and time, and merging with her tears.

A burst of brilliant light erupted from in front of Helatia.

Feng Chen seemed to hear a sigh between heaven and earth.

When the light wore off, the woman's shadow disappeared without a trace, and Heratia's chanting gradually stopped, and the figures behind her turned into a little moonlight and spread out in the night.

The moonlight was back to what it had just been, still unharmed, sprinkled all over the land, and everything was back to normal.

Feng Chen was still immersed in the world where only singing was left just now, until the sound of the wind, the sound of leaves, the noise in the distance, the chirping of insects, the sound of his own heartbeat, etc., sounded again, and pulled Feng Chen back to reality.

Suddenly like the world, come to the world again.

The clothes on Heratia's body could not cover her two long round and full legs, but the holiness, solemnity and solemnity on her body just now disappeared at this moment, smiling, walking towards the dust step by step, each step was full of charm.

Exhaled a sigh of relief, relieved his mind, Feng Chen took the thing handed to him by Heratia, and said to Heratia very solemnly:

"Thank you."

At the same time, the voice of existence sounded in my head.

"Obtain the quest item - Angela's Tears!

Since the host completes the task ahead of schedule, the quest item contains a large amount of time power that can be used for time travel, and the host can return at any time with the help of the time power in the quest item! ”

But at this time, Feng Chen did not have a trace of joy in his heart, only a sense of melancholy.

ps: I originally wanted to go through these episodes in one stroke, but I forgot what I wrote, and I found myself in good water。。。。。