"Encore's body was taken by Queen Reelin's devil. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info She promised me that if I had been a slave for fifty years, she would let us be reunited, and soon I would be like this!" Leon said with some self-deprecation.

"No, I've seen the Queen, and the Queen is a long, silvery-white hair......"

"That's Encore, her hair is silver. It's just to hide her identity, so she has been taking a potion to hide her color, but I didn't expect to be able to avoid the disaster in the end!" Leon sighed, "Encore I brought back from outside the Black Forest, it's not a native white witch, her real identity is a sacrificial descendant of Angus, the god of youth. It is precisely because of this that Ruilin, as an Angus artifact artifact, has an extremely clear perception of her existence. ”

"The offspring of the Angus sacrifice, the legendary sacrifice that was taken away from the Island of Youth by the Finn warriors? It's a legend from a long time ago!" Mona said incredulously. She and Leon grew up together since childhood, and it can be said that they have always been inseparable. But Leon, who always wanted to see beyond the forest, finally left the Black Forest and left her on a stormy night. A year later, Leon returned with the White Witch named Encore, and it was on that day that Mona, in despair, joined the Black Forest group of the witch Kach.

"This is your son!" Mona looked at Hansel, who was struggling unconsciously in the ice coffin, "I was a little suspicious when I first saw his face, but I didn't dare to let anyone else know the identity of this kid's Holy See. When I mentioned to them in the car that the queen had long silver hair, the child's reaction was so strange. He knows the color of his mother's hair?"

"We thought that it had been so long and that we had no contact with outsiders, so gradually we became less careful, and the children naturally knew what their mother was like. In fact, no matter how much you hide it, you can't block Ruilin's perception of her!" Leon struggled to get up, only to find that he was in pain everywhere in his body, "What you just gave me is Stardust, look at your state, without Stardust's help, how long can you hold on, this is ...... Why bother......"

Compared with Leon's Xiao Suo, Mona is much more free: "Some people, the first time you see him, you know that you owe him, and one debt is for life." No one needs to feel sorry for this, and perhaps this is the fate that we cannot pity. I'm grateful to be able to see you after the endless ordeal!"

"Mona, right...... I'm sorry!" Leon stood there a little helplessly, there were many words in his heart but he didn't know how to express them, just like Mona said, some people only need to meet once, they know that they owe her all their lives, and the person who makes his heart flutter for a lifetime is Enke......

"Hehe, you better take a look at this kid! His state is very bad, and he has been able to hold on until now, completely relying on the help of a papal edict in his body, but that kind of one-time prop can't last too long!" "Mona has been paying attention to the changes of this father and son, if Leon's injury is still a way, after all, the Celtic god system is best at soul repair, and a problem involving soul purification like Hansel is unknown.

"The demonic qi pollution from the level of the Hell Demon King is completely beyond our ability and cognition, maybe the Holy See or something might be better at it. I'm afraid of ......," Leon sighed. After years of confrontation with the Holy See, he knows this religious organization very well, and the Vatican Holy See has often treated himself more cruelly than the enemy. With Hansel's unclear identity background, an injury like this may not necessarily be directly purified.

"Maybe there's another way?" Mona thought for a while and suddenly spoke, "The power of the werewolf, as a depraved force of a different system from the devil, the transformation of the soul by the werewolf bloodline can free him from the influence of the demonic energy of hell. I don't know if you've heard that werewolves and vampires are beings who can neither return to heaven nor go to hell!"

I know this, but what it actually means is that neither of these two twisted souls of transformed beings is of any use to God or the devil. Leon said with a frown.

"But then the fate can still be controlled by himself!"

"No, the first ancestors of werewolves or vampires have absolute control over their bloodline, etc., maybe I really have a way, an ancient way......" Leon said as he suddenly thought of something. He walked over to the ice coffin, gently opened the coffin and looked at his son, his eyes a little hazy and moist. "Back then, when he was sent away, he was only a little old, and in a blink of an eye, he became a big boy, his life has just begun, how can he go to a place like hell......"

Leon leaned down and bit down on his son's neck, and from his strong and powerful werewolf heart burst out the purest blood of his heart, pouring it into Hansel's carotid artery through his canine teeth. Hansel's writhing gradually slowed down, and streams of black hellish demonic qi seemed to touch the most disgusting existence, and continued to erupt from his body. As the demonic qi moved away, Han Sell's complexion began to improve a lot, but it didn't take long for the domineering werewolf gene to begin to drastically transform the body of the Holy Grace Knight, and Han Sell let out a roar, and there was a possibility of becoming a werewolf at any time.

"Even now, while the demonic qi is far away, and the werewolf blood has not yet touched the gap between the soul, his soul is still pure!" Leon's face seemed to glow with a holy light, making Mona look dazzling. It's just that she doesn't understand, and she will never know if she has never been a parent, that this kind of light comes from the selfless sacrifice of parents to their children......

"Wait, Leon, what are you going to do?" As Leon began to drag his aching body through a very old sacrificial dance, words that had existed for centuries kept coming out of Leon's mouth, Mona seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but cry out to stop her.

Leon's soul had just been repaired by Stardust, and like a newborn body, the slightest stimulation would cause unbearable pain. This honest man is using his life to complete a dance on the tip of a knife. Mona was pushed far away by a strange force field, and could only watch the ritual go on without being able to stop it. As the ritual progressed, layers of blood oozed from Leon's muscular body, and blood continued to drip down his body, staining the rocky floor into a red carpet.

The last word finally came out of Leon's mouth, and his freshly repaired soul seemed to turn into a string of bubbles, which refracted colorful light and shadow in the air, and then turned into a thin feather coat and floated into Hansel's body, putting on a thin coat for his soul, a soul feather robe woven with fatherly love. The filthy and domineering werewolf blood transformed Hansel's body, but he couldn't get an inch in front of this seemingly weak feather cloak.

"Forgive me, my son, my father did not fulfill his duty to raise you, and can only protect you forever in this way!" Leon's last words dissipated into the air, and the stout werewolf disappeared as if it had never appeared, leaving only Mona, who was crying to death, and his child, who was gradually improving.

A tear slowly fell from the corner of Hansel's eye.