What is that?

The unfamiliar words made Amy, who was eavesdropping not far away, frown, semantically speaking, it may be a special body among the high demons known as "demons", but considering the honorific used by the dark ministers who exuded an ominous aura all over their bodies, as well as the sudden change of expressions on the faces of the High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus and Pandora, this word may point to a great person.

But that doesn't excuse him from stopping there.

Great is great, no matter how great it is, no one can veto the right of human beings to struggle for survival, no matter how small, no matter how humble, under the cruel choice of life and death, human beings have never lacked the courage to sacrifice, not to mention that it is not difficult to deduce from the words that the guy who is amazingly big does not seem to have any intention of going to Khmtika in person - in this case, what is there to be afraid of?

At least the teenager is fearless.

But fearlessness does not mean that he must be reckless, his actions are very cautious, so cautious that when a voice rings slightly abruptly in his ears, his subconscious reaction is not to start a conversation with him, but to stop his steps, slow down his breathing, stop the flow of his blood, and then be silent.

It wasn't until three seconds later that he realized that something was wrong, and took the initiative to ask, "Who are you?" ”

Use an affirmative or even declarative tone.

Who else but the High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus would contact him in such a secret way at this time - after all, he was just an ordinary Glory, and perhaps the name of the Last Night's Watch sounded a little emotional, but for these big men who stood at the top, he lacked hard power and was just a little bug that could be pinched to death at any time, who would spend the time and energy to play such a little game?

But even with the answer in mind, Amy Ulysses asked the meaningless question.

And the reason is just as simple.

He wanted to know Edgar Goldsworthy's attitude, or at least towards him.

"I am Edgar Goldsworthy, High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus. As he had been prepared, the boy noticed the direction of the voice this time, somewhat unexpectedly, and the "voice" he heard was not a simple voice, but a whisper that sounded in the depths of his heart, "As you can see, I—no, it is Hemtika who needs your help." ”

"In that case," Amy actually had a lot of doubts in his heart, but at this time he didn't ask too much, ignoring the details, and just said the core simply and clearly, "I need to do something." ”

"Not at the moment. Edgar's voice was unusually calm, so calm that you couldn't tell that he was being brutally abused, "All I want to warn you about is — don't go any further — Pandora, well, that pretty girl in me, is stronger than you think. ”

That pretty girl on me...... This describes......

The young Glory Man raised an eyebrow, then replied, "I'm sorry, but allow me to refuse. ”

There was a few seconds of silence.

Then, a whisper sounded in the soul again.

"Why?" asked the High Priest.

"There's no why," perhaps because the Holy One of Hemtika didn't have much access to the outside world, and the boy unexpectedly seized the initiative in conversation, "but if anything, there is probably only one reason: I don't think you have the means to turn the tide, and I don't think that if I can stay silent, I can turn you around in a desperate situation—so, tell me your plan." ”

"It's better to say surprise or surprise. Edgar's tone was filled with a subtle emotion that was difficult for the Glory to understand, "Amy, you are better than I thought. ”

"Thank you for your praise. The teenager, who did not know the cause and effect, could only answer like this.

"You're right, I don't have the means to turn the tide – as you can see, I'm on the crushing side, and there's no way to organize an effective counteroffensive. The High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus paused, "But I am not the only one who lacks the ability to change the situation? If I am not mistaken, you are also unable to break through the current impasse, you are only driving yourself to do useless work." ”

Amy Ulysses didn't reply. Indeed, he simply relied on the infinite possibilities offered by the precursor of death, hoping to pull off a miracle.

"But I need to know the truth. ”

In the end, that's all he can say.

"It may be difficult to understand with your vision, but this little girl in front of you is indeed not a simple character, she is in the Chaos Sect and is one of the strongest in the entire human world. Unexpectedly, Edgar gave an explanation, at least as he thought it was, "No matter how optimistic and open-minded I am, I can't think of any way to repel it by relying on us Hemtika alone." ”

"So—" he paused, "I seek the next best thing, and what I seek is inheritance. ”

"Legacy?"

"Yes, the inheritance of the Tinder. The voice of the High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus was low and powerful, "Duke is wrong, he is quite wrong, the so-called Old Dominator is just a front, the Dark Lords do not intend to awaken the Great One who sleeps in Laleiye, all they want to do is make Hemtika history." ”

After giving the boy a few seconds to digest and absorb, Edgar continued, "And when the fire is extinguished, the dream of the Great One who has been sealed here will envelop the whole of Hemtika, and the families from the depths of darkness will be revived once again—if this is the case, no matter how much we resist, we will not escape the end of destruction, and all will finally usher in an equal death." ”

"Lalleye, the Old Dominator?" was a word that she had never heard before, but Amy couldn't help but feel a sense of almost grotesque familiarity at this moment, as if these strange terms had been heard somewhere, or in some book, but just like those inexplicable words that passed through my mind, no matter how much I thought about it, I didn't know where they came from, but now was not the time to delve into them, more important than the fog of memory was the life and death of Hemtika, "What the hell are they? some kind of unspeakable monster?" ”

This is not a question that can be explained in a few words. The High Priest of the Temple of Hephaestus did not continue to answer his questions, "Listen, Amy, your life is precious, there is no need to take meaningless risks, all you need to do is stay where you are, and leave the rest to me, my lord." ”

I'm not a child.

The thought only swirled in his mind, and the boy didn't say it.

After all, at this critical juncture, there are probably only those children who have not grown up, right? Acknowledging the current shortcomings, remembering the current shortcomings, remembering the current shortcomings for a long time, and then using this as a driving force, it is what a real man should do.

So he was silent, and only silent.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" asked the voice in his head.

"No," the young Glory One actually wanted to ask a lot of things, such as what the so-called inheritance was, such as what role he could play in the next action, but in the end he didn't ask anything, "No." ”

"So,"

Deliberately prolonged, somewhat childish voice.

"—Get ready for the big fireworks!"

And so—

The world has lost its light.

More precisely, it was Amy M. The whole world in Ulysses' eyes was lost in light, and the incomparable light and heat blinded his eyes in an instant, and then the blazing flames devoured it, and the resistance of the flesh and blood carrying the glorious blood lasted only a negligible thousandth of an instant, and then it was burned out by the infinite light and heat, with the entire Hephaestus Temple as the center, the surrounding three thousand meters were all turned into lifeless pure white crystals, and the flowers and trees and even the ruins and walls were all gone, and all traces of what had existed in the places affected by the light and flames were all gone.

If you look from above the city of Hemtika, you can probably see that in the blueprint of Hemtika, there is an extremely striking silver-white scar.

But even then, the enemy was not extinct.

No, not to mention extinction, not even the clothes on the body were damaged in any way.

- And what the little girl named Pandora did was just raise her hand slightly, and the extreme light flame beyond the limits of ordinary people's imagination was simply split in two, and even the dozens of square meters of land behind her remained relatively flat, about dozens of centimeters higher than the surrounding crystallized land.

"It's unbelievable," the black-haired and red-eyed man behind her looked around at the purgatory-like scenery around her, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The power of the fire......

Even the arrogant Dark Lords seldom confront the source of order in a city.

"It's only a part," Pandora frowned, as if realizing that her statement wasn't so clear, and stood on tiptoe slightly, gesturing her hand to the size of a fingernail, "He's probably only borrowed so much power." ”

"Then," she said, "Lacking a sense of such unimaginable power, the Dark Lords who were with her did not continue to dwell on this pointless question, but said, "All we have to do is put out the fire." ”

"Nope. However, the little girl replied in the negative, "It's not over - he didn't die, and even on the contrary, he took a man with him." ”

"Alone?" the black-haired, red-eyed man raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm......" Pandora's face showed a rare look of confusion, and she paused for about two to three seconds before speaking again, "No, maybe not at all. ”