The golden twilight pierces through the ancient woods like a sharp sword, sticking to the ground, and from time to time dazzling insects and birds fly by, or colorful butterflies flutter.

This avenue is bathed in a hazy warm light, and the vigorous ancient trees that are full of business are like towering giant pillars, surrounded by emerald green flower vines or ancient vines, and all kinds of unseen and unheard of rare flowers and plants grow vigorously around them.

It is decorated like a beautiful picture, like a relief road to the kingdom of God.

Dressed in the black costume of the Holy See of the Confederate Empire, Rhodes admired the journey, and the ancient scripture book in his hand looked like a devout defender who had stepped into the kingdom of God.

Behind him, the tall Treser was wearing silver armor, gilded with holy light, shining brightly on the bright armor, looking like a paladin, but the only thing that was contrary to the discord was that he was holding a rectangular package wrapped in rags, I don't know what it was.

All this is sacred for the two of them to enjoy this moment in silence, and this feeling can only be found on Whitsunday in the Holy Cathedral of San Lorence of the Confederate Empire, bathed in the divine light of the Heavenly Spirit.

If it weren't for someone opening up to spoil the atmosphere, Rhodes would have enjoyed a brief period of tranquility and piety.

"This place really looks like it's a bit of a thing that you can't help but want to destroy." Next to her, a girl with a delicate face like a Barbie Lori stopped, holding a shabby doll in her hand, looking like an innocent little angel.

Rhodes frowned, he knew that as long as he was with this little devil, he didn't want to have more quiet time to pray prayers, so much so that sometimes he couldn't tell whether he was here to be punished or to carry out a mission.

"Arson is a great sin." Rod said.

"Who said I'm going to set fire?" The little girl raised her eyebrows, smiled wickedly, and as she said she bit her finger and wanted to raise her finger to poke at her forehead, where a faint ancient mark of black energy surged faintly.

When Rhodes saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly opened the heavy scripture book, and quickly recited a spell, and in the rapid turning of the scripture, a holy light shot out from the thick page to the bitten finger.

After the light, the finger returned to its original state, as white as a green onion, crystal clear.

"Oh, that's a shame." Laughing wickedly, she withdrew her fingers and bounced forward with the tattered rabbit as if nothing had happened.

Rod looked at this back and exhaled, but the tall Trese sounded a magnetic voice in the armor.

"Didn't the Pope put the 'Hammer of the Firmament' on her?" Treser was puzzled.

"Although the dreaded cage is closed, it does not mean that the poisonous dragon has lost its fangs and teeth." Rod said cautiously.

Treezer didn't seem to understand, he didn't ask, he didn't like to get to the bottom of things, he only knew when to fight, when to eat and pray, this is a paladin's essential guideline.

"Oh? I hear people saying bad things about me. The little demonic voice sounded around the two of them again, "I think, the witches, demons, goblins, monsters, freaks of the past? Well, poisonous dragon, I like that adjective. ”

"Serbella, I didn't mean you......" Rhodes hurriedly defended, glancing at Trese, motioning for him to help cover up, only for the latter to shrug his shoulders and look indifferent and continue to follow.

"Hmph, you're scolding me anyway." Serbella walked in front of her with the rabbit in her hands, and her anger didn't look like she was joking.

Rod sighed and said, "Can't we get along?" Serbella, it's not fun for you to bite your finger and poke that seal five times along the way. ”

"I'm just curious." Serbella walked ahead as if nothing was right.

"Curiosity kills a lot of people." "You don't know that once you release her, you're not yourself. ”

Serbella walked in front, looking indifferent, "I don't care, someone said bad things about me anyway." After saying that, she wanted to raise her finger and put it in her mouth to bite.

"Alright, alright, two vanilla black truffle sundaes!" Rhodes promised.

"Ten." Serbella seemed non-negotiable.

Rhodes supports, it seems that this month's salary is going to be lost.

"Okay." He reluctantly agreed, and then defended, "But I really don't mean you by 'poisonous dragon'. ”

"Oh?" Serbella was a little curious, but not very interested, and yawned and said boredly, "I can tell you, it's all a lie made up by your creators anyway." ”

As Rod walked, Serbella and Trese began to enter into such a mythical story in Rod's eloquent tone.

"At the beginning of the birth of this world, the abyss was dark and the void was chaotic. God said that there is light, there is light, God created air, land, mountains and rivers, oceans, stars, but this world is still silent, so he created creatures, plants, but this world is not stable at the beginning, it is weak like an egg, from time to time to suffer from various disasters and destruction, many species that have existed in this world are constantly destroyed in the face of disasters, stars fall, oceans churn, land masses fall apart, all species are destroyed in each disaster. ”

"Oh? It's a bit different from the version I've heard before. "Well, let me guess, could it be that he destroyed all the species with his own hands, and single-handedly directed the disaster?" ”

Rod looked at this little devil and didn't refute it, if he agreed, it would be blasphemy, and it would be like blaspheming his faith, and he would naturally not fall into the trap of the topic of Serbella.

"The world has been destroyed in creation after creation, watching species die again and again, God is sighing, how can we save these creatures and create a stable world?" Rhodes is selling Guanzi.

"This old immortal can't sacrifice himself, right?" Serbella scoffed with extreme disdain.

"Yes, he sacrificed himself to create the sun and moon with his two eyes, and his body was transformed back into the earth, mountains, rivers and oceans, and in his heart grew a tree, which condensed all the divine power of God, and its roots held all the landmasses together, forming a fortress-like land mass that could withstand all kinds of disasters, until it grew into a towering tree and blossomed into golden fruits." Rod told with a wive.

"The place where the sacred tree took root became the kingdom of God, but one day, an angelic guard guarding the fruit couldn't help but be curious, picked one, and took a bite, and he had greed and degenerated into a demon, and the fruit that had been bitten fell to the ground and was eaten by a snake, and the poisonous snake wanted to covet more fruit in the tree, so he lurked in the hole under the root of the tree and waited, eating one after another the fruit that naturally withered, this sacred fruit can make it gain great strength and divine power, but the withering of the fruit is too slow and too slow, Even though it has changed from a small poisonous snake to a poisonous dragon, it still tries its best to devour the fruit of the whole tree, but it can't climb this tree, because this tree is too big and too tall, and there is a huge condor guarding it, which is its natural enemy, so it starts to gnaw at the roots, but when it bites, the sacred tree grows a little bit every day, and so on. Rod said in a low voice.

"Hmm, don't you remember, that tree seems to be called the Tree of the Divine Court?" Serbella recalled, "This creation legend is outrageous, and by the way, where did I hear it?" ”

After speaking, her brows tightened, as if she was remembering, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Yes, the Tree of the Court." Rhodes nodded, "But as time goes by, its divine power continues to weaken, the power to maintain the balance of this world is also weakening, and the land block has become several continents, and finally its strength is too weak to resist the catastrophe that comes from the sky, and the world was finally destroyed into the world we are now, full of oceans and many islands. ”

After saying that, Rod sighed, it was a pity.

"Huh? Isn't there really such a thing as a Divine Court Tree? Serbella frowned.

Rhodes smiled and didn't answer her, and Treezer listened to the story, and walked in the back as if he was more erect, not knowing whether it was out of pride or faith.

"What will happen if the poisonous dragon bites off the Divine Court Tree?" Serbella's curiosity was more concerned with this.

"Then our world will be completely destroyed." Rod replied without thinking.

"I like this ending." Serbella smiled with satisfaction when she heard that the world would be destroyed, "I support that poisonous dragon to bite off the Tree of the Divine Court, the apocalyptic scene-like picture, well, it's exciting to think about." ”

Rod shook his head and retorted, "We're not going to let that happen." ”

"Haha, have you beaten that poisonous dragon?" Sebella clutched her stomach and laughed, "So, you old Gregorian immortals want to come in because you're afraid that someone will release that poisonous dragon and bite off the tree?" ”

The last sentence Serbella said very seriously.

Rhodes stopped suddenly, he naturally received a summons from Gregory, could it be ...... What he let himself stop was that the poisonous dragon was released?

Serbella, who was bouncing in front of her with a bunny, suddenly turned around and looked at Rhodes and Treser, with a demonic smile on her face.

"Looks like I'm right." Serbella pressed her fingers to her lips, her naughty eyes rolling, "It's okay if you want me to keep it secret, sing a song to listen to, if Miss Ben is in a good mood, maybe she will keep it a secret for you." ”

Rod smiled bitterly, he really hit himself in the foot, but he still opened his mouth to sing the hymn song, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly turned around and looked down the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, a verdant vegetation woodland quickly died, and the gray-black area quickly spread like a blooming flower of death, turning into an extremely eye-catching Shura field, where a tragic wail was faintly heard.

ps, how lonely it is to hold back the words at night alone.