Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Temple of Light I
The headquarters of the Temple of Light ten days later
"Bang!" An ice-blue light bomb hit the headquarters gate fiercely, and there were many "corpses" and a teenager on the ground in front of the headquarters gate, that teenager was the cold night, and the dark moon was leisurely taking Huiyue to the elf clan to live, and the moment the light bomb hit the gate, the gate froze, and the next moment it turned into ice chips and floated away with the wind
"What kind of person! dare to invade" The scolding priest was speechless for an instant, and became an ice sculpture, if anyone didn't know that this ice sculpture was still a good person just now, I am afraid that they would have praised the sculptor who carved such a lifelike ice sculpture.
"Damn!" the knights of light drew their swords and rushed into the cold night with a calm face but eyes as cold as a blade.
"Stop it!" a man shouted.
The knights of light stopped, from the three knights of light with a calm face but their eyes were faithful behind the man, it can be seen that the man's identity is not ordinary, yes, he is this generation of Pope - Ciri, the soft golden hair looks warm, the sky blue eyes are very pure, wearing a white gold-rimmed robe, people think he is very gentle, but he has the temperament of a king.
"I'm Pope Ciri, who are you?" asked Ciri.
"My name is Cold Night, and I'm here for your son Xilan. Leng Ye said coldly.
"Oh, what did he do?" asked Ciri.
"Hehe, maybe it's nothing, but he actually took a fancy to my servant on the spot when I went out, and arrogantly said that if I didn't hand over the servant, he would kill my servant and my friend in the name of protecting the alien race and the alien race. Leng Ye said coldly.
"Could it be that your servants are of some other race?" asked Ciri after a moment of deep thought.
Silent in the cold night.
"Well, well, I'll ask offendedly, what race is your servant?" asked Ciri.
"Elves, the royal family of the elves. The words of the cold night made Ciri helpless.
This time Ciri didn't speak, after all, the royal family of the elves was really a servant of a human being
"Hehe, I'm not human either. Leng Ye sneered.
"What?!" everyone was shocked this time, it was really a cold night
"I am the Protoss. Leng Ye said silently in his heart, "The product of the Protoss and the Demon Race" Leng Ye finished speaking, a pair of white wings appeared on his back, and at the same time, a golden pattern appeared under his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Lord Protoss" Everyone knelt down respectfully, and Ciri spoke to herself, but her eyes were still gentle, but not the slightest respect.
"Interesting, you're not respectful to the Protoss. Leng Ye was stunned for a moment, and then the coldness in his eyes like a blade disappeared completely, and the color of the wings behind him changed, turning into silver-gray wings, and the silver-gray wings emitted a soft light like moonlight, and Leng Ye smiled.
"You're not a Protoss?" asked Ciri with an eyebrow.
"I am a Protoss, but I am not a Protoss, to be precise, I am a product of the Protoss and the Demons. Leng Ye smiled.
Ciri frowned as if remembering something.
"It seems that you are not like a normal human. Leng Ye sat down, sitting on the stomach of a "corpse", but when he sat down, the "corpse" did not make a sound, it seems that Leng Ye's weight is very light (Leng Ye's weight is the weight of a feather, don't wonder why Leng Ye was not blown away by the wind).
"The Protoss are not absolutely kind, and there is," Ciri said before he could finish his sentence before he could finish speaking.
"And where there is light, there is darkness, and neither can survive alone. Leng Ye smiled.
Ciri looked at Leng Ye with a smile, and Leng Ye also looked at Ciri with a smile, and both of them knew what the other was thinking. Because they all think the same thing, that is, "I have finally met my confidant!".
"Can I call you Cold Night?" asked Ciri.
"Of course. Cold Night didn't ask him if he could call Ciri by his name, because he knew he could.
"Alright, Cold Night, can you turn my priest back into a human?" asked Ciri with a smile.
Leng Ye was silent and just snapped his fingers, and the ice sculpture turned back into a human, but the sacrifice was trapped by the surface of the thin layer of ice that still remained, and the surface layer of ice slowly turned into ice chips and dissipated, and when the surface layer was completely dispersed, the sacrifice could no longer support it, because he was turned into an ice sculpture, but his consciousness was in a different dimension, and that other space was the world of ice, and the cold from the soul made the sacrifice almost collapse.
"It's useless, if you use healing, it will make his condition worse. "Cold Night saw that Ciri wanted to use a healing spell to heal that sacrifice when he spoke.
"What then?" asked Ciri.
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