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Thorpe Mandis ......

Alone alone, the gentle smile on the young man's face immediately disappeared, and after taking a deep breath of the smooth black velvet outside the door, he reached out and pushed the door open.

“...... Please close the door. ”

After a brief silence, Sophomandis's somewhat hoarse voice suddenly sounded. Gregory did so without hesitation, and the door immediately reverted to a dull darkness, but by the light of the moment, the boy had a general impression of what was going on inside the door, and without pause he walked across from Sopmandis and sat down in a chair exactly.

"I'm glad you're finally recovering. ”

After a long silence, Gregory finally spoke first, breaking the silence in the room. Although Sopmandis's performance can by no means be said to be back to normal, at least it has improved from before.

“...... Recovery?"

Sophomandis's voice was tired but calm, and the long silence made his voice dry and hoarse: "Maybe!"

"At least, you're willing to talk to me. ”

Gregory smiled, "Many people outside are very concerned about your safety and hope to see you soon; the members of the Xi'an parliament have been sending a collective signature ****** every day these days, asking me to arrange for them to visit them immediately, and rumors are spreading among the citizens—"

“...... Light. ”

Sophomandis suddenly spoke unexpectedly, interrupting Gregory's words, and the request made the boy's eyes widen in surprise: "Give it to me...... A little light. ”

"Light?"

Gregory glanced around the darkness, "Don't you need the darkness now?"

With a hint of genuine joy, he stood up and was about to pull away from the heavy black velvet, but Sopmandis stopped him.

"Nope. ”

The third prince's voice became even more hoarse for some reason: "It's the light of divine magic...... Sanin's light. ”

Gregory's heart shook slightly, but he didn't say anything, he stretched out his finger, and a rudimentary 'light healing technique' emanated from his fingertips, and the white light instantly tore through the darkness in the room and illuminated the faces of the two of them.

Thorpe Mandis visibly flinched, but then straightened up again, and reached out with a firm hand, slowly approaching the glow of Gregory.

Under the white light, the third prince's once handsome face had become very thin, his cheeks and eyes had been deeply sunken, and the skin of his bare face and arms were covered with inconspicuous, thin white strip-like scars, which were the marks of Sanin's final arrival, and the eyes that had once been firm and gentle were still clear, but could not hide the heavy confusion in them.

“...... That's enough. ”

After lingering his palm in the light for a moment, Thorpe Mandis shook his head slightly and withdrew his hand.

Gregory immediately stopped the light healing technique, and the darkness surrounded the two again, but this time, Gregory suddenly clearly felt the presence of Sophomandis, which was completely different from before, although he was also blocked by the darkness and couldn't see anything, Sophomandis seemed to 'float' out of the darkness, and he couldn't ignore it at all.

“...... It's still the same icy cold. ”

Sophomandis's voice was faint, and just as Gregory was involuntarily furrowing his eyebrows at these words, he suddenly strode forward and pulled away the heavy black velvet violently.

The clear moonlit night suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and the light of the stars and the moon immediately filled the entire window silently, and the soft silver light clearly displayed the image of the third prince in front of Grigor, who was even thinner than what he had seen in the light of the light healing technique just now, and there was suddenly no such blankness in his bright eyes.

Under Gregory's frowning gaze, Sopmandis opened the window and slowly stretched out his hand to the sky, as if to welcome the light of the moon, the cold air outside the window swarmed in, blowing Gregory's hair and dancing gently, but the young man's face was cold, and his right hand wearing the ring of the 'Pious Blade' quietly retracted into his sleeve, staring at every movement of Sopmandis without blinking.

"When I was born, everyone said that I was a child personally selected by Sanin. ”

After bathing in the moonlight for a full minute, Sophomandis suddenly took the initiative to speak, as if letting go of an endless burden, let out a long breath, and when he turned his head, the whole person seemed to suddenly stand up a lot: "Just, selfless, merciful, endless divine power Sanin...... Hand-picked children. ”

As he spoke, the hoarseness in his voice gradually subsided, and the moonlight shone on his emaciated face, and his silky blonde hair looked as if it was glowing: "...... I've been proud of it for the past time. ”

Gregory did not respond, but listened quietly, while Sopmandis seemed to be talking to himself, and continued without stopping: "Because I have been told this way, I have had this consciousness from a very young age - since I am the child of the 'just, selfless, merciful, and infinite divine power of Sanin', then I should be like him, just, selfless, and merciful...... Although I grew up learning about the darkness of human nature, this idea has never wavered, and with every prayer, I swear to Sanin with great devotion that I will sacrifice all my life to fight the darkness of this world, so that all living beings will be bathed in Sanin's divine grace......"

Gregory suddenly raised his left hand and silently covered his left eye.

"However, Sanin came to ......"

Sophomandis paused for a moment, then continued, although his voice was involuntarily dry, the expression on his face quickly returned to calm: "People who have not experienced it can't understand that feeling at all-"

"Enough!"

Gregory stood up suddenly, the precursor of fury appeared on his childish face, and a surging light faintly flashed between his fingers, and then he was shocked, and immediately suppressed the sudden anger, revealing a reluctant smile: "Don't say any more...... Now that your condition has improved, rest a lot and you will be fully recovered in no time!"

"At that moment, everything changed......"

As if he hadn't heard, Sopmandis still whispered: "And just now I finally determined that it is not the light that is cold, but the ......

Gregory's fingers trembled violently, and dark red blood slowly poured out of his palm, quickly forming marks on his childish face.

"Shut up!!"

He finally shouted uncontrollably, his childish face completely distorted, and the heavy breath that came out of his mouth seemed to carry a burning light: "Say no more, Thorpe Mandis! Do you want to be called a blasphemer?!Do you want to disgrace your mother, the former saint Decassia!??"

Although he was on the verge of losing his self-control with an inexplicable rage, Gregory had not forgotten to add a layer of noise barrier to the house, and was able to quickly alert Sopmandis with blasphemy and his mother's reputation - now he seemed to be divided into two halves, one half calmly thinking about countermeasures, and the other half burning with inexplicable rage!

"Mother...... It's the person I love the most. ”

Hearing his mother's name, a trace of tenderness appeared on Sopmandis's face, and he turned his head to stare at the serene silver moon, his red eyes temporarily softened, and a nostalgic gaze appeared: "She is also the holiest and most benevolent person in the world, and what I know about Sanin comes almost entirely from her description......"

Although he said such words, there was no wavering in those red eyes. The expression on Gregory's face was even more distorted, but a frenzied uneasy premonition surged up in his heart.

"Say no more!

He shouted loudly, trying to stop Sophomandis before he could do anything - not in front of me! Even if you really wanted to do something, don't do it in front of me! In my left eye, hidden......

"I don't know if my mother will understand my actions, but I think I'm making my choices based on her teachings. ”

Sophomandis's long golden hair suddenly rose automatically without wind, and his heroic face was firm and proud in the reflection of the moonlight and silver, and an indescribable look was gradually spreading in his clear eyes: "Even standing in front of her, I can look at her beautiful and benevolent eyes, and tell her without guilt-"

The night wind, the moonlight, space, and even time, the passage of everything suddenly came to a standstill at this moment, and in the boundless silence, accompanied by the silent shattering of something, Sopmandis suddenly erupted into strong fluctuations around his body, and the shuttle-shaped pendant containing the armor of the Golden Temple Guardian on his chest, as if repelled by some force, was suddenly pushed up and floated, pulling the chain straight.

"- It's not that I turned my back on Sanin, but that Sanin turned my back on me!"

"Sopmandis !!"

Gregory screamed, trying to make a last-ditch effort to stop. However, at the same moment just now, he had clearly felt the shattering of the Third Prince's faith, the pillar of light in the Great Holy Hall suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, and the light in the young man's left eye became no longer able to be suppressed, accompanied by a sharp burning pain in the palm of his left hand, he involuntarily let go of his hand, and the surging light immediately erupted like an explosion, and the holy light, which was not inferior to the power of Sanin when he descended, was like seeing a beast of prey, and fiercely pounced on Sophomandis.

"No!"

The young man's face was terrifying, and he tried to fight against this surging power, but the power was completely unstoppable, and he could only watch as Thorpmandis's weak body was overwhelmed by the surging light, and a large number of slender scars broke again, and in the splash of blood, those red eyes were always calm and peaceful, and a firm and mysterious smile hung on that handsome face, as if a hint penetrated deep into Gregory's heart, until it was completely drowned out by the dazzling light.

As the guardian of the temple, Sopu Mandis, who had abandoned his faith, naturally disappeared without a trace, just a thin patient who had been in the dark for a long time, and the blazing divine light destroyed his consciousness almost instantly, but on that heroic and thin young face, in the clear pupils, that firm and proud smile never disappeared.

"Ahhh!!h

As if he was wrestling with something, Gregory roared and struggled to move his face, and as soon as the blazing light deflected from Sopmandis's body, it immediately returned to Gregory's left eye with the same turbulent speed as when it appeared, and the boy let out another cry, his fingers trembling violently uncontrollably, and the white priest's robe was almost clawed to pieces by him.

In the next second, all the light disappeared, and the stars, moon, and night took over the room again, and Gregory's thin body shook and fell to his knees, and in the silent darkness, he could only be heard gasping for breath.

"At that moment, everything changed?"

After a long time, he shook his body and stood up straight, staring at Sopu Mandis as if he was asleep, with an extremely complicated expression on his childish face: "Yes, it is true, but you are not the only one who has changed!"

With blood on his face, he gasped and approached Sopmandis. There was only a small amount of blood on the third prince's body, and he was still breathing slightly, and it seemed that he had not been harmed on the surface, but Gregory knew that his soul had been extremely damaged by the blazing divine power, and it was even very likely that he would fall asleep forever and never wake up again.

"I've been changed ...... the same way"

He stroked his left eye with trembling fingers, and his childish voice contained endless depth: "But we are only shepherds of the gods, and whatever he gives, we can only accept ...... Why are you so stubborn?"

Gregory reached out and gently stroked Thorpmandis's cheek, his gaze becoming cold. Before Sanin's arrival, he was pious, with a haughty sense of superiority, and as Sanin's faithful spokesman, he looked down on the believers of the world, but since he had a part of the divine light in his left eye, which came directly from Sanin, he changed.

The light was irritable, rude, and cold, as if it was trying to destroy something all the time, and the pain he endured as a carrier could not be described in words—as a part of Sanin's divine soul, why did it feel this way?

"There will always be an answer in this world...... However, you have to be patient enough to wait ......"

He muttered to himself, withdrawing his gaze from Thorpmandis's body, his brow furrowed. With this happening, how to deal with the aftermath has become an even more difficult problem......

"Who?!"

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, which made the young man's eyes cold, and he asked questions without looking back. Between the clenched fingers, the 'Pious Blade' began to glow brightly.

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