The Sacrificial Ceremony, the biggest event of the year for the Holy See, on this day, the entire Holy City will fall into silent prayer, and as one of the most powerful forces on the mainland, the Holy See, this scale of the event will inevitably welcome guests from other kingdoms and forces.

Step, step, step~

While arranging his cuffs with an indifferent expression, Chu Lie slowly stepped out of the Holy See, his vision instantly widened, it was already a crowded crowd, but there was no trace of chaos, showing a very different calm, at a glance, it was almost impossible to see the border, and the knight with a pure white cloak behind his back held a sword and stood solemnly on both sides.

On the high platform, the old pope was no longer dressed in the pure white robe of ordinary times, but a solemn and solemn dress, with fine gold threads outlining the original scriptures, gently twisting on the old man's clothes, and the old knight who had changed into a heavy armor stood silently on the left side of the pope, gently turned his head to look at Chu Lie and the others, and bowed his head slightly.

"Come up......"

A solemn voice sounded in Chu Lie's ears, the latter bowed slightly, and slowly stepped onto the viewing platform with quiet steps, the same was true of the two disciples behind him, and the five fingers of the knight's palm holding the hilt of the salute sword moved slightly, and there were fine green rays looming.

Trample~

In the quiet footsteps, Chu Lie slowly walked past the visitors from other countries, and when he crossed the Ring Alliance, there was long blue hair swaying at the edge of his vision, Chu Lie's eyes glanced slightly, and he looked at the ice blue eyes slightly, and in the depths of the pupils, there was a more ice blue light surging.

Like a cold wave.

Trample~

The next moment, the knight still stepped over with a steady pace, while the witch just stroked the blue hair of her sideburns casually, her expression still calm and indifferent.

"Teacher."

Holding a sword and knocking on his heart, Chu Lie saluted meticulously and slightly, and the old knight bowed slightly, and said, "Stand behind me." ”

"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin......

Almost as soon as the old knight's voice fell, the white crystal suspended in front of the Pope released a brilliant light, and the next moment, the old but gentle voice sounded.

"The flames will run out of firewood, but there are still embers left on the earth......"

“…… The fire will eventually be born from this ember......"

Chu Lie behind him looked indifferent, but there was a silver light slowly blooming in his pupils, unhurriedly scanning the crowd below that was almost out of sight.

Pure white, a pure white light of life was connected in Chu Lie's eyes, but there were a few black rays of light flickering in this pure white, which seemed to be subtle, but the darkness was rich and deep, almost swallowing everything.

Click~

The palm holding the sword clenched slightly, and a trace of fine green light slowly seeped into the inside of the decorative scabbard of the sword along Chu Lie's palm.

The ritual is divided into papal guidance, group prayers, celebrations, and ember ceremonies prepared in the evening.

And the most suitable thing to do is ......

"Teacher, teacher......"

Beatrice grabbed Chu Lie's cuffs and shook them gently, the suppressed crisp voice sounded in Chu Lie's ears, turning her head slightly, the girl's mouth opened wide, and she whispered word by word:

"It's time for the prayer session...... Teacher ......"

Chu Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently bowed his head to indicate that he knew, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the palm holding Chu Lie's cuffs, put her hands together in front of her chest, and a pious look appeared on her delicate face.

In front of him, the boundless devotees all folded their hands in front of their chests, their eyes slightly closed, and the low voices of prayer converged into a torrent. It turned into a vast and solemn voice, which sounded in every part of the holy city, the air trembled slightly, and wisps of white holy light appeared over the city, turning into fine and crystalline starlight, slowly floating upward.

At that moment, it was as if the starry sky had descended here, and it was beautiful.

His eyes indifferently glanced at the dark aura in those radiances, Chu Lie also closed his eyes slightly, but his right palm did not move away from the hilt of the sword at all, and his lips slowly opened and closed.

A soft voice lingered around Chu Lie's body.

"To the extreme, keep quiet, all things work together, I look at the ...... with a sword"

The sharp and brilliant sword light appeared in his heart, and it seemed that he had returned to the moment when he had just opened the scroll of bamboo slips, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and the endless sword light bloomed with his own brilliance in front of him.

Wisps of cyan streamer flowed out of the scabbard of the sword, Chu Lie's mood slowly calmed down, the sound of breathing became long, and between breathing and breathing, the sword in his hand vibrated slightly, as if it was in symphony with it.

Suddenly, a trace of impure breath emerged, scorching, with a hint of sulfur, Chu Lie's breathing sound stagnated slightly, his eyes opened slightly, and the next moment, his pupils instantly shrank to an extremely dangerous size, and the palm of the old knight who also felt the breath on the side trembled slightly.

A powerhouse whose strength level has reached the third level all subconsciously opened their eyes, and then they were all nailed to the place that emitted light-

Red brilliance.

A large, twisted void silently appeared above the worshippers who were praying with their eyes closed, and the color of the flames turned into swirling arms of light, scattering the light dust that was slowly rising.

A faint burning heat rose, a little boy who was only six or seven years old twisted his body a little uncomfortably, subconsciously disobeyed his father's teachings, opened his eyes and looked, a huge red black finger slowly poked out from the spinning hole, the finger was covered with folds, and the faint fire was burning on this fold, as if sensing some kind of gaze, the finger paused slightly, and then slowly fell in the direction of the little boy.

The thin body stiffened, and the little pale boy trembled uncontrollably, and the boy's father on the side frowned slightly, still closing his eyes slightly, and whispered: "Ollie, be quiet." ”

"Yes...... But ......"

"This is the great prayer in the midst of what you are doing......"

"I ...... I ......"

The body trembled, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence, as if he was wandering between sleep and awakening, obviously he had seen it, he had already felt the fear, but his body was deprived of the ability to speak and move, and he could only watch the burning fingers slowly approach, slowly approach, until the fire had licked his hair......

However, the people around him still closed their eyes slightly, as if they had not even noticed a trace of temperature and abnormality, and they seemed to be stripped from the world even though they were in the midst of the crowd.

Fear spread incessantly in the clear and immature eyes, and spread incessantly, like a reflected firelight, which was about to burn the body away, and the golden hair became scorched......

What's next?

Trample! Trample!!

Trample!!!

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and then a bright sword light suddenly flickered, slashing at the finger fiercely, bursting out a string of sparks, and at the same time, the comer's left arm violently held the little boy in his arms, and his body slammed into the crowd.

Even if he was wearing a knight's light armor, he was still hanging, and the knight who was full of alcohol coughed up a mouthful of blood and shouted angrily:

"Enemy Attack !!"