In the main hall of the Earth Temple, strong perspective light is reflected in the Gothic colored windows that fill the surroundings. In the center of the huge hall, the various variegated colors blended together to form an aesthetically unattractive gray halo.

From the outside world, no one would have thought that the most eclipsed point was the geometric center of this huge hall with a length of nearly 100 meters. It was like a "corner" in the emptiness—a dim corner that appeared out of thin air without dependence.

The gray light was projected on the gray-robed man in the center, and the light interference in the same band was superimposed into a circle of diffracted light patterns that could not be seen with the naked eye, showing an irregular concentric circle shape, spreading out on the body of Pope Ulysses II of the earth.

In just over a month, at the age of more than 70, his appearance finally approached his due age. The image of the once calm middle-aged man has been disrupted by a few clusters of wrinkles at this moment, and the flaxen-colored hairline has been cruelly stripped of its original color by time, revealing the helpless whiteness of life.

The Red Lotus Falling God was still standing quietly beside him, but at this moment, the seven flaming red lotuses that symbolized the echo of the power of the Holy Emperor were shrunk on the side of the spear. Behind Ulysses, there was an empty and calm squirming of a few inferior colored lights against a gray background.

From the outside world, it is all so ordinary. This may be an ordinary self-examination or reflection of the pope, respected by hundreds of thousands of faithful. But at this moment, just as the surrounding calm seemed to stand still, in the Pope's heart, it was the great wave of fate stirred up by the rapid gliding between the moments.

No one can see the presence behind the pope that does not conform to the laws of optical projection, and no one's brain can react to the slightest unexpected signal, perhaps the slightest hint of surprise. The needle of fate only pointed at the Pope's weak soul compared to him, and he was bored to provoke his confused mental defense. And in the trembling of the other party, he enjoyed some pleasure that no one could understand.

A drop of sweat finally fell, falling from Ulysses' forehead. A small flicker of refracted gray light was scattered on the ground.

"What is this ......?" he said abruptly, "what is it? Or is it a pure sacrifice for faith?"

The gray back writhed a few times, and the elusive female voice in the misty stirred his eardrums again: "Sure enough, for so many years, every generation of my lord's human agents has not been able to lead the lord's followers with the purest light of faith...... Ulysses, think calmly, apart from the fact that such a thing is not good for you, you have nothing to lose after all. ”

Ulysses nodded a little nervously, "That's all you want." My lord. What should not be stored in zài should disappear...... Dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

“...... You already knew, dust to dust, dust to dust......"

Without hesitation, Ulysses turned around - kneeling on one knee.

The Cunzài, who was able to make the Pope kneel, finally took on the appearance of her life at this moment, the illusory crimson robe flashed away, and the huge white left a dark bright spot in Ulysses' widening eyes—

A pair of huge white wings suddenly spread out in the center of the huge earth temple like a void projection, and in an instant, it almost filled the entire huge hall of hundreds of thousands of square meters. Immediately, there was the sound of space shattering that could not be heard with both ears. The visitor with the wings of a holy angel dissipated into the space here, feathers of light fluttering freely in the air. The last illusory feather brushed off a drop of Ulysses' sweat.

Ulysses' pale cheeks slowly changed to a feverish, sickly flush. He finally shuddered all over. Steel-like fingers dug into the hard granite floor, and he stared at his own reflection in the smooth ground—

"My lord Irene, have you finally come to the miracle? Why did you give such an edict to your servant, your servant......"

The angel's feathers fall on the inverted eyebrows, and the blood-red eyes and holy feathers illustrate the contrast between absolute humanity and divinity. He stared at the traces that belonged to the throne and finally dispersed.

The next moment. Ulysses stood up abruptly, and the weapon that once belonged to the Holy Emperor Arya was fiercely held in his palm. The sound of an explosion shattered the surrounding Gothic-style stained windows. Having already touched the fifth level of understanding, he left a series of distorted fluctuations in the space, and in an instant, his gray figure had disappeared, only a faint arc in the sky.

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"Orka!"

Orka, who was pulling Sweeney, paused slightly, then accelerated and flew south.

The thick haze of blood and fire dragged behind them, and it was another human village that had been annihilated in the coldness of the Winged Demons—not only humans, but also the wood spirits that lived in harmony with the human village were shattered by the sharp gray feathers that did not hesitate.

Alka's fingertips shimmered with a gray glow, and there was no mental fluctuation in her purple eyes, and Sweeney timidly grabbed her mother's arm, the lone wanderer chasing after them.

"I've finally caught up with you!Orca, don't be so presumptuous! Neither humans nor elves can let you go like this!—— do you want to be the enemy of the whole world?!"

The Lone Wanderer unleashed his voice forward with a strong mental wave, and Sweeney let out a startled cry and covered his ears with his small hands.

Orka's face froze to a moment's pause, and the intense acceleration instantly zeroed in a force field released forward. Sweeney watched in horror as Orka stretched out an arm that did not hold her, and the indifferent gray arc of light condensed in an instant, and in an instant, countless gray butterflies seemed to radiate from the curvature of the little white porcelain-like hand, and thousands of butterfly wings converged into a huge sword in front of her, coldly pointing at the center of the lone wanderer's eyebrows.

Thousand Wings slashed through the air around him, the wind let out a painful roar, and then the air that was shaken up by the shock surged back like a vacuum, and in the midst of a loud explosion, the Lone Wanderer let out a loud cry, desperately unleashing all his spiritual fire. The ice-blue flames formed a huge ice lotus in front of him, and the huge petals exploded silently in the vacuum, and the reaction force of the strong spiritual tremor finally contained the momentum of the lone wanderer.

The hideous gray sword was nearly a hundred times the size of Orka's body. But he was controlled in such a small hand that could be broken. The extremely sharp sword was silently pointed at the lone wanderer's forehead, an inch away.

"Don't stop Orka - you're not a friend of Orka yet. In Orka's eyes, you and them—" She looked at the village that had been reduced to rubble. "—there is no difference. ”

The lone wanderer gritted his teeth, and the murderous aura of the cold machinery stabbed him hard, but he didn't dare to act rashly. Although he is a psychic who has inherited the ancient bloodline and has an incredibly powerful spiritual power, but even so, he has no heart to suffocate in the face of the strength he has experienced on the edge of death.

"I ...... If you continue like this, the whole world will know that you did it, and the power of the Winged Demon will not be unrecognizable. At that point, they'll blame Black Wings for that kind of blame - and at that point, there's no reason why the Holy Land shouldn't completely eradicate Black Wings, and that's what you Orka want to see?"

The Lone Wanderer, trembling with his breath, stared at Orka's unheated eyes, and then he watched with relief as Orka slowly withdrew his sword.

She hugged Sweeney with both hands and rubbed his little face gently.

"Mom?"

"Do you think it's right for Mom to do that just now?"

"Wrong and right are relative, and what we want to do is right for us. "If no one forces Mom to do that." Then Mom didn't do anything wrong. ”

The lone wanderer looked at Orka, who had taken his attention away from him, and couldn't help but shout in annoyance, "You are the enemy of the whole world!"

Orka's cold eyes finally swept over his eyes.

"Orca...... Orka's enemies have always been the whole world. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Grihua. ”

"Griva, are you seeking your remaining allies?" the Lone Wanderer asked.

Orka shook her head, reaching out to let the gray halo in her hand roll over her arm. That was the core of thousands of intelligent life souls before it. Of course, the purity of those soul origins was far from enough to shatter the cage that sealed Siwu's soul.

The lone wanderer suddenly understood.

"Seal Stone...... Are you going to take the Seal Stone of the Greva Empire to purify your soul?!"

Orka nodded.

The protection of the Osilian Empire and the Seal Stone belonging to the Earth Temple was too tight, and it was impossible for her to attack it alone. And the remnants of the Grihua Empire, which had already been destroyed in the first southern expedition of the Black Wings, were obviously the best choice.

Of course. The Lone Wanderer didn't know that the purification of the soul would destroy the sealing power of the Seal Stone, and this seventh Seal Stone. It determines the balance between the power of breaking the seal and the power of the seal, the most terrifying force in history.

(The first dragon god Fred completely suppressed the first Seal Stone at the cost of the destruction of the Soul Seat, and the other four heroes blocked the second through fifth Seal Stones at the cost of their own strength.) And gradually crumble as the four heroes escape from the curse. Of the remaining four Seal Stones that had fallen into the world, one was kept by Orka and shattered by purifying the Soul Origin. The seventh, eighth, and ninth sealing stones belong to the Osilian Empire, the Earth Temple, and the Grivar Empire. To this day, only three Seal Stones remain to support the seal on the Dark Mage imprisoned in the Mirror of the Goddess of the Temple of Time. The current power ratio of the seal and the broken seal is 4:5, and if you add the efforts of the dark mage himself in the sealing enchantment, this is enough to be an extremely dangerous power comparison)

"I ......," the lone wanderer stopped talking, "...... I hesitated, really, should I give up trying-"

"Orka can't understand you," Orka stared straight into the eyes of the Lone Wanderer, "Orka can do such a thing to protect his family, why can't you?

Orka didn't show any intention of holding back, and as soon as her words fell, the petite gray figure took Sweeney in her arms and flew abruptly to the southeast.

The dim flames of the village, which had been reduced to ruins, suddenly rose, and Orka snorted coldly, slowly stopping his body.

"Finally can't help it?"

The chant suddenly rose and disappeared, leaving a scorched soul trail behind the interrupted purification technique, and the faint chant finally stopped. A few bits of blinding magenta jumped out of the crimson incineration fire behind him.

The crimson light point approached in an instant, and in a loud roar, it transformed into seven cold and arrogant red lotuses.

Gray lightning followed. Stand between Orka and the Lone Wanderer.

"I haven't received any information about His Majesty's presence here these days," the Lone Wanderer raised his head slightly. There was a haughty pitch in his voice, "Though you have enough status and power to make you walk around Osiria at will. But there are still some places that are not suitable to set foot in. ”

Ulysses' grim expression didn't change for a moment, and he focused all his attention on Orka, who didn't say a word. Silently grasping the Red Lotus Falling Mind at hand, the rapidly rotating Red Lotus Spear Soul let out a terrible scream.

Orca didn't even have the intention of gathering momentum, and it seemed that the formidable Ulysses in front of him was not even a worthy opponent.

"Orka doesn't know that you don't know, and now you are at an absolute disadvantage. Say your intentions and choose whether to die or leave. ”

Orka's edges became slightly blurred, and the Lone Wanderer cautiously took a half-step back, which meant to accelerate his prelude with the elastic force of space. The shock with such a huge acceleration. Even if the object is extremely weak, it is enough to have extremely terrible destructive power in the huge kinetic energy.

Ulysses slowly let go of his grip on the gun, seemingly laboriously parting his fingers, and made an unarmed gesture toward Orka.

"You...... You're still the Orca of history!" he gritted his teeth and uttered the incomprehensible words, "...... So you've done it, have you been doing something that the world can't stand, for your own private wishes, and you're !————"

He trembled and raised his finger to point at Orka, who had and still practiced the way of the demons, and Orka's eyes narrowed slightly.

A gray light flashed, and Ulysses II let out a cry of pain. Blood splattered. Ulysses' finger pointing at Orka was severed by Zigan. It wasn't until then that a gray feather slowly floated back into Orka's palm.

Ulysses clutched the section of his finger, blood dripping from his finger. However, with his divine attributes, he did not use a powerful healing technique to restore such a small injury, and his reddened eyes stared at Orka. Several obscure voices erupted from the mouth of the current lord of the mighty Earth Temple, and he finally ended his emotions with a roar of pain.

"What do you want to do, Orca doesn't have that much time. ”

The Pope bowed his head. When he looked up again, two bright silver rays of light radiated from his eyes. The lone wanderer, who is particularly sensitive to mental power, has a slight condensation in his pupils. Orka looked slightly surprised.

"Is the illusion entirely constructed by mental power, this Pope is deeper than we know......" the Lone Wanderer muttered.

The optical representation of the pure silver origin spiritual power quickly splits into color in the control zhì. By degrees. In the geometric center of the only three people, the discrete spiritual power gradually condensed into a scene in a valley.

It was a small village, and to the slight surprise of the other two, living in this small village were harmonious coexistence of human races, elves, and even a few demons. Several ethnic groups, which are supposed to live in harmony in nature, work together freely in such a paradise-like valley, each with satisfaction and the happiness of faith on their faces.

Perhaps feeling the gaze of the pope, who represents the gods thousands of miles away, the peaceful expressions of the people in the valley of faith in another space suddenly became excited and even fanatical. A faint light was cast into the center of the mountain village, and hundreds of young and old, young and old, suddenly knelt on the ground excitedly, chanting an ancient and unknown language, and raised their hands high into the sky to receive the gaze of the gods.

The Lone Wanderer looked at these with some bewilderment, and Orka stood on the other side of the Pope, staring indifferently at the scene in the Pope's spiritual projection, her eyes gradually becoming cold.

“...... This is, this is the Most Sincere One, who has received the fullest devotion to the gods from the beginning of his birth...... Unexpectedly, years of war did not cut off this vein...... This is also the most precious existence of His Majesty the Pope, and it is also the most precious existence of the entire Earth Temple, right?" Orka said coldly.

The Pope silently answered her question.

"Well, Orca wants to ask you. Orka's voice began to be mixed with a hint of coldness, "You, since you have stopped me from causing the lives of the souls to be destroyed, then why should you exchange the lives of the possessors of the purest souls for the power of Orka? The Temple of Earth, the Temple of Time, or any other religion, no matter what, there will be a doctrine that inspires its followers to do evil and kill. What is the reason for you?"

Ulysses II shook his head almost dejectedly, but a simple sentence made Orca and the Lone Wanderer change color.

“...... The goddess sued me for a qiē. ”

Silent thunder sliced through the backs of the two like great axes, and Orka's whole body shuddered, and the Lone Wanderer opened his mouth in horror, and the short flaxen hair behind his head flashed an icy blue color for a moment.

Orka understands the shock of this sentence better than the Lone Wanderer, who is recognized as the igniter of the first flame of creation, and the throne is higher than the lord of time Lenna and the earth lord god Erin of the World Tree, unlike the other two gods. His miracles were forever sealed in the annals of history thousands of years ago. And 500 years ago, the miracles of the Lord of Time Lenna and the World Tree, the root of life, also appeared repeatedly. (To be continued......)