The little phoenix put on a coquettish appearance of a naughty little girl, shook Romeo's arm, and pleaded in a coquettish voice: Don't go, we will be together forever, okay?"

Romeo's expression was solemn: "Little Phoenix, some people are destined to separate, all the partings in this world are for a better reunion after a long absence, and they will meet again." “

The little phoenix's sharp and sharp claws flowed black phoenix lines: "If you dare to go, I will die in front of you immediately."

Romeo's headache was almost cracked, "County Lord, I'm not as good as you think, I'm short-tempered and reckless, it's just that I can make little girls happy than ordinary boys, I am naturally amorous, I have been amorous and hateful since ancient times, and I can't repay my poor debts." You're going to be sad at the end of the day. “

The little phoenix suddenly became a little hysterical, and there was infinite sadness in her voice: "I don't care, I just like you, I will never be separated from you, never." “

Romeo's golden dragon shadow rose into the air, without looking back at the little phoenix, the little phoenix's voice was crying, and he cried out at once: "Senior brother, I don't want to go back to the East, no matter the ends of the world, I am willing to follow him." ”

Long Yunwen's handsome and deep eyebrows and eyes were full of "speechless words: "Senior sister, you have to think clearly, your Feng clan has gone through three disasters and nine tribulations, and you can avoid longevity and Tianqi, but you can't escape it, your five organs will turn into ashes, your limbs will become decayed, and your thousand years of asceticism will be illusory." “

The little phoenix was stunned in place, her face full of tears: "Then if I cultivate to become a Phoenix Golden Immortal, will I be able to be free from all constraints." Long Yunwen smiled and nodded: "It's not a problem for their Western great magicians to live for two or three hundred years, but if the relationship between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight." ”

Romeo stopped at the Avenue of Saint Hui, the eye-catching towering Gothic spire of the Coto Cathedral pierced the night sky, like a holy knight erecting a dense forest of riding spears, the angels glittered with golden light, the compassionate eyes in the winter atmosphere of solemnity are so warm and hopeful, the shining pupils, as if sprinkled with sparkling gold dust, the creature suffered from the suffering of the world, with a beautiful hope in his heart, the earthly song bored him, how can it replace the swan song of heaven.

The empty and long streets, Romeo is the only one left at the moment, he doesn't know what kind of foreshadowing will be laid for his fate by fighting against the Supreme God, maybe fate is like a knife, then let me understand.

Bisha's voice begging for help came from her soul: "Master, there are many Templars gathered at the North City Gate, and the black iron mask is terrifying. Romeo clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the north gate had become a confrontation, and the 1,000 guards of the imperial capital blocked all checkpoints and forbade the Knights of the Templars from entering, and the atmosphere of saber rattling was about to erupt.

Romeo didn't expect the war to come so quickly, the Knights Templar were majestic, and even their weapons were not traditional riding spears, but the latest flintlock pistols, and the longsword that was cut in front of them spewed out a two-foot-long fighting fire, illuminating the knights' solemn faces, and the Templar Knights' sharp knives with the power of thunder had been plunged into the heart of the Magic Empire.

Almost all the heavy artillery that could be moved had been transferred to the artillery emplacements on the tall city defense towers, and the magicians were also flashing various magical lights on standby, but neither side had any intention of attacking, and the powerful Templar Knights were like black iron statues, oppressive and aggressive.

The brown patterns shone all over his body, and he lunged at Romeo with lightning speed, and at this moment it was so fast that Romeo was almost thrown to the ground, and the slimy slime soaked his handsome face. He stroked his brown hair, which shimmered brightly, and a smile appeared on his cold face. Lieutenant Claire smiled with a complicated expression: "It's really unfortunate, no one can get out now, I'm afraid that under the Pope's order, the entire imperial capital may become a battlefield, and I don't know how many people will become corpses in this battle."

In the Holy Father's Hall in the Vatican, the eyes of all the bishops of the Holy See are focused on the Pope at this moment, and his decision will determine the fate of mankind in the Holy Spirit Continent, and he is fighting for the glory of the Supreme God.

Or from the overall situation of human life and death, the demon clan of the Necronomicon Continent has thousands of troops and horses all the way to conquer the city, and has occupied several provinces on the border of the Holy Spirit Continent, the demon army is menacing, under the offensive of the fierce attack, the coalition forces of several empires have mutinied, and the confidence in defeating the demon race is insufficient, if the civil war is fought now, I am afraid that the battle situation ahead will be even more unfavorable, and it is very likely that the army will be defeated like a mountain, and the four empires may be wiped out.

At the Pope's side stood a young man, handsome, graceful and gentle, with golden pupils as warm as amber, skin as clear as the first snow, and golden holy lines as beautiful as the masterpiece of the Creator.

He grabbed a piece of golden dust that floated slowly in the air to form a mysterious text, which was the Gospel of Aether: "Mankind has been far from God, and has always fallen into sin." Kings, prime ministers, sages, and philosophers have all fallen into sin and perdition from which mankind cannot extricate themselves, and the souls of believers have sunk in the sea of sin, and the only savior given to all mankind by God the Father should save believers from the sea of suffering. “

The Pope said slowly: "We are just mortals, the disputes of the gods are with us, but now the time has not come, as long as the former goddess of strife no longer stirs up trouble, we can also abandon the old suspicions, ·······"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon, pitch-black pupils like a jewel of black glow, an extremely finely trimmed beard, a snow-white angel wings soft and charming, and an extraordinary bearing, said in a low voice: "Charlie is dead, the eldest princess of the Magic Empire is gone, the whole country mourns, the royal condolences of the three empires have been lined up, should we the Papal States attend the state funeral, if we want to attend, who is the most appropriate to send." “

The pope's face was gloomy, he drew a cross on his chest, and sneered: "Since they like to act, we will accompany them to act, Paris, you go on behalf of the Papal Kingdom to pray for the eldest princess of the Magic Empire, we are saddened by the departure of the princess, and our deceased brothers and sisters will ascend to heaven and live forever in the kingdom of God." “

The young man smiled reluctantly: "Father, you will really push me into the fire pit, merciful and merciful Lord, I am afraid that I will also enjoy rest." The Pope sat in a high-backed chair studded with precious stones, holding the golden papal scepter with both hands, the majestic holy crown, the golden holy light could not be seen directly, and his smile revealed an inexplicable holy taste: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

In addition, I have a mission to delegate to you, I met a young man who is a saint of the dark gods, he is the same age as you, go and get in touch, if you have the chance, be sure to get rid of him. This is the only way you can get to the pope. “

Paris shook his head helplessly: "I don't like blood on my hands, the heresy is more suitable than me, I have been studying the obscure and vast texts of the Holy See, and I can barely do it if I am very knowledgeable." “

The Pope smiled inhibitively: "The future belongs to you young people, you should first become close friends who talk about everything, do you have to use a knife to kill people? “

Paris bowed humbly to the Pope, but his heart was not a taste, the dead old man was in the shadow of him again, wishing that he would die outside, as the only person in the entire Papal State who could listen to the oracle, there was a threat to his supremacy of the pope, as soon as he died, his father's only stain on his life was washed away, and his position was even more unshakable.

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