It's snowing in Asgard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first snow in the New World of the year.

Unlike the turbulent waters of the Central Continent, Asgard appears unusually calm.

Or, this kind of calm, it should be called a secret.

After losing the war on the east coast of the Central Continent, there was not a trace of uneasiness spreading in Asgard.

Even the nearly 10,000 soldiers who died in the end in name for the sake of breaking off the queen could not bring much sadness.

Because, Augustine woke up.

Saint Augustine, the greatest hero in the history of the demon seeds, the first Templar father, and the spiritual pillar of all the demon seeds.

The god of the demon seed.

After nearly a hundred years of slumber, the god awoke.

This means that the revival of the demon seed is coming.

And this awakening also guided the defeat of the demon seed on the east coast of the Central Continent and the significance of the death of more than 10,000 warriors infinitely in a direction conducive to the development of the demon seed.

Ensure that the saints can fully awaken, purge the dissidents of the demon seed, and unite all the most trusted forces.

Those who die are uncommitted Patriarchal believers.

This is already an open secret in Asgard.

Even families whose families are almost dead to the point of having only one or two people left do not feel sorry or sad.

Because only the demon seed that firmly believes in the power of the saints is the most determined and purest demon seed.

The saints are the only ones.

So, sometimes, faith is a terrible thing.

Even if this belief is incomparably ethereal.

No one has really seen the saints, for more than a hundred years.

Even recently, people have only felt a little bit of the breath of the legendary saint, but have not really seen this true god living in the world.

But there is a strong belief that the saint is only making his final recuperation, and that he is about to reign over this poor world that is in desperate need of salvation.

"So can the Saints really save the world?" said Artist, looking at the snow.

His cell was in a good location, with a view of the sacred Mount Salem in the distance from the window.

The snow fell from the sky all the way down on the towering mountain, and the white snow kept piling up.

On a fine night, the snow glows faintly white, like stars.

Artst loves to look at the stars and has been getting more and more like it lately.

Maybe it's because you're in a cell with nothing to do, or maybe it's lonely.

"I don't know. Li Bamo's face outside the cell was cold, and when he answered this question, his tone was even more cold.

"Oh?" Hearing this answer, Artst looked surprised, "As a staunch saint, how surprising would you say such a thing, or do you have any thrilling experiences recently?"

It is well known that Libamo was an extremely committed believer in the Saints, just like his teacher, Simon Yelou.

Having made great contributions to the recent post-break operations in the Central Continent, Li Batmo, who has been promoted to the permanent deacon of the Central Dogma of the Templar, should be a more committed believer in the Saints sect.

But he uttered a sentence, which could be considered blasphemous to put it mildly.

However, Li Bamo didn't seem to care, he just remained silent and didn't speak.

"Well, let's get down to business. Seeing that Li Batmo did not speak, Artst looked a little bored, shrugged his shoulders and said, "So, dear Lord Li Balmor, why did you come to me today?"

In the operation to cover Su Junyan's escape, after Artst was defeated by Li Bamo's own hands, he was escorted back to Asgard and imprisoned in a cell.

He's dead.

The Ancestor Sect, the Betrayer, the Half-Blood, no matter what the name, which reason, it was enough for him to die ten thousand times.

So he has been waiting for death with peace of mind.

Nothing to be afraid of, since the end is already predestined.

It's just that I won't be able to look at the stars again, it's a pity.

But maybe after death, I can become a star?

"I don't know. "Li Bamo's answer still doesn't know, he's like turning into a stone, you knock on him, he will only give you a dull thump response.

"Please come with me. Finally, there was a second sentence that was different.

"Where?" Artst asked, and immediately picked it up himself, "Okay, okay, I know, you definitely don't." ”

The cell door was opened.

With the heavy shackles that were designed to limit the power of the demon seed, Alter dragged him through the long prison step by step.

When he was about to reach the door, Artist suddenly said, "Li Bamo, have you ever heard that when a person dies, he rises to the sky and becomes a star?"

"Nonsense. Li Bamo didn't look back.

There was a light ahead, and we were about to get to the exit.

"That's right. Atst laughed to himself, "How can a man become a star?"

“...... Even if I could, I wouldn't be able to turn into a star, would I?"

Only he could hear this sentence.

And the exit, at last, has arrived.

What awaits him outside?

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Far northland.

On top of a huge ice floe.

Further north, the end of the world.

The aurora can be seen there all year round, only during the day, not at night.

Su Mubai likes to see the sea here.

He is often alone, and can stand here and watch the sea for a day.

And today is not suitable for looking at the sea.

The arrival of General Su broke the emptiness of everything.

Despite her iron armor, she looked like a dead object when she didn't move.

But she came with the news that belonged to the world, which was fresh, alive, noisy, and untouchable.

Su Mubai actually didn't want to hear those things.

But there is no way.

After all, he only had one son.

"Central Wangcheng is here, the latest news. General Su was ruthless and clear, and said indifferently, those things that had nothing to do with her at all, and indeed, seemed to have nothing to do with them, "Lucifer has returned gloriously, the southeast has been pacified, Lawrence committed suicide, and the southeast recovery army has surrendered......"

"Say what I want to hear. Su Mubai didn't show impatience either, but he really didn't want to hear this.

Lucifer stepped through the door. General Su didn't have any mood to be interrupted, and paused and said, "His Royal Highness Jun Yan was taken back to the Central Royal City by him, and he is still in a state of mental closure and is imprisoned in the military headquarters. ”

"Yes. Su Mubai nodded, his eyes were still staring at the sea in the distance, and his long white hair was fluttering in the sea breeze blowing in the distance.

"Are you going to save him?" General Su asked after a moment's wait.

"Don't go. ”

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The first update, (to be continued.) )