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Harris's second reaction after his surprise was that he had misheard, and even if he hadn't heard it wrong, it must have been just a duplicate name. 【】

He comforted himself in his heart: there are so many people named Ian in this world, and that kid just happens to have the same name as His Excellency the Sword Master, which doesn't seem to be a big deal.

But what if the Black Sword Master is really that kid?

The thought had just popped into the air, and Harrisdam didn't dare to think about it any longer. It was so difficult to ascend to the clouds, even if he was already at the top of the power, he still couldn't guess the path there.

The youngest person in history was the 25-year-old achievement, the being praised by the world as a child blessed by the Most High Lord. So, what if a 17-year-old supreme man appears?

If such a bizarre thing really happens in this world, then the world must be crazy!

"You ...... Have you ever seen the Black Sword Saint?" He shook his head in fright, and asked in a fluke tone, "His name is ...... Ian?"

"Hey?" Seran was stunned for a moment, but came back to his senses for a moment, only then did he realize that he seemed to have accidentally revealed the identity of the Sword Saint. But then, she suddenly realized that there seemed to be no need to hide it. The Black Sword Saint has fallen, and even if the two of them can escape today, they will inevitably die in seven days.

There is no point in hiding these secrets......

"Yes, his name is Ian, and he saved us ......"

He ...... Isn't it a silver-haired teenager......" Harris felt his voice tremble.

"Mr. Harris, do you know Ian?" Camilla snapped out. And hearing this soft cry, confirming a fact that he didn't want to admit, Harris's mind was already buzzing, and he immediately felt that the world was really crazy!

And just in the next moment, his second thought was that he was in big trouble! Although the two girls in front of him claimed that the Sword Master was dead, from the deep night, how could he not tell that the Sword Master was probably still alive (of course, he didn't know that the living Sword Master had changed people). Just think of the almost irreconcilable contradiction between that kid and his father, and Harris knows that the empire is in big trouble!

A strong person who has no scruples, that is the real natural disaster!

For a moment, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the terrifying scene, and was stunned in place.

Harris ...... Sir?" Camilla, who had not received a response for a long time, felt a little strange, she tilted her head, and quietly looked up at the middle-aged man's face, only to find that the other party had fallen into a stupor. Such a discovery made her hang her head, and she felt a little remorseful in her heart. In her mind, maybe this Uncle Harris was Ian's relative, and he seemed to have inadvertently revealed Ian's death just now, so maybe he was immersed in grief at the moment.

The girl didn't know that she was thinking in the wrong direction at all, and the other party didn't feel the slightest sadness at all, on the contrary, he just felt a lot of trouble at this time......

"I'm sorry, Mr. Harris. Camilla choked up slightly and apologized, "Ian, he'...... He's ...... Dead in that beam......"

"No, he's not dead...... Harris shook his head, looking at the dark night that was obscured by the purple light, and felt that his words were really a little floating, "because until now...... The sun still hasn't risen......"

"What...... Do you mean really?"

"Is Mr. Ian still alive?"

"I'm going to the tower. Harris stretched out his hand to the Falling Star Tower, and said in an inexplicable tone, "I have a hunch, Ian boy, he is there." ”

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At the same time, when the Northern Regions were about to fall, a grand ceremony was being prepared on the Oracle Island in the southwest of the empire.

The day of Advent is the most solemn festival of Asawyne, and it is even more important in the hearts of the world than the New Year (New Year). On this day, the believers of the Lord hang all kinds of white canvases in front of their homes, because the symbol of the Most High Lord is white, so they believe that doing so on the day of God's coming will attract the Lord. As a result, the whole city will turn white.

Of course, such a scene would make Ian extremely uncomfortable. Due to some customs in his previous life, every year when he saw this scene, he would feel deeply awkward and uncomfortable......

It's just that his personal awkwardness certainly can't stop the fanaticism of the believers, and those who are particularly devout are not satisfied with this.

Every year on the day of Divine Coming, a solemn and grand séance is held on the island of oracles, the headquarters of the Supreme Church, on the vast sea in the southwestern part of the empire, and only the clergy of the holy island and the most devout believers from all over the empire are qualified to gather here to participate in this sacred ceremony.

This year is no exception.

The day before the day of God's advent, these devotees made all their preparations, holding a holy book, dressed in unadorned white garments, barefoot, according to their duties and status, before midnight, from the Temple of Dawn, in a row, to kneel on the ground in order to the staircase on the shore.

They lay the canon in front of their knees and wait at midnight, and when the sun rises over the sea and shines its first rays through the stained glass of the temple of dawn into the church, they will be led by the pope to chant aloud and beg the only true God on earth to bring down his true name.

In their memories, it has been like this every year in the past, and this year, it should have been......

Yet, when the hands of time pointed to the hour of dawn, when they carefully opened the canon to sing the holy psalms, when His Majesty the Supreme Pope raised his head at the forefront, ready to meet the first rays of morning light in the world, they saw the deepest night, and the sun, which should have risen from the sea, did not rise as usual......

The believers were amazed like never before, and the pious among them thought it was a test that the Lord had given them. Some newcomers, on the other hand, are terrified and narcissistic in their own fault for the reluctance of the dawn to come on time.

The believers barely suppressed their fears and continued to wait in silence. And the hourglass of time passed slowly, and seeing that the sun had not yet risen, this fear became stronger in the silence. Whispers rang out from the shore and spread upwards like a tidal wave, shaking even the worshippers outside the Temple of Dawn.

Inside the solemn temple, the white-bearded pope opened his silver-white eyes. He turned his head and looked to the north, his gaze seemed to pass through countless obstacles and distances, and he saw a dark figure on the top of a tower. The figure seemed to notice his prying eyes, and turned its head as well, but its black gaze was full of nothingness and dead silence......

After staring at him for a long time, the old man slowly closed his eyes and muttered the oldest prophecy in the holy text.

"When the eternal night comes, the Black Sea will be annihilated. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.