"You brainless humans are not even maggots that can only wriggle on the ground, at least maggots don't make disgusting sounds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said silently, some tattered cloaks behind him moved without wind, and the dark killing intent hit the hearts of everyone present except Uriel.

At first, the noisy silence of the onlookers could pretend to turn a blind eye as another test for Uriel, but as the boos turned to invective, the silence could not allow them to act recklessly.

The surrounding undead began to gather, and they could ignore the infighting between humans, but if they dared to be rude to the undead, they would teach them why Sintia at night was called the world of the undead.

The onlookers opened their mouths wide and closed in horror, looking at the frightened faces and pleading eyes, as if begging for forgiveness from the silence, but their voices had been taken away by the silence, and no matter how desperately they agitated their vocal cords, they could not make a sound, but rather watched a chic pantomime.

Uriel still sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about the answer to the puzzle with his eyes closed, and entered a state of mystery, and in the depths of his mind he realized that in fact, the protagonist of the puzzle, the prophet, was very similar to his current situation, and could only choose one of two options, the difference was that both of the prophet's options were doomed, and both of his options were the death of the country.

Joining Cintia or Dependent World Federation, except for the different treatment of the people, is essentially equivalent to letting Europa perish, in such a desperate situation, what choice should he make to keep Europa alive?

The noisy world became quiet in an instant, and Uriel's whole mind became ethereal, dissecting all the problems one by one, and in this dark world, suddenly, a beam of light came from afar, and when Uriel came back to his senses, he seemed to be on top of an extinct volcano.

Before Uriel could come to his senses, a majestic chirp was heard in the distance, and Uriel looked up and saw that a large bird with flames was flying towards him, the big bird seemed to be composed of flames, and its long tail was like a burning fire, which was the legendary mythical beast Phoenix!

I don't know why, although Phoenix's appearance is intimidating, but a wonderful feeling rises from Uriel's heart, he has never seen Phoenix with his own eyes, but a thought appears in his heart, Phoenix's appearance does not seem right, he looks weak.

Sure enough, when Phoenix flew closer, Uriel noticed that Phoenix was flying staggering, and sporadic sparks flew out from between the feathers, looking crumbling.

"How~" A long whistle came from Phoenix's beak, and Uriel heard sad feelings from the tweet.

Flying near the extinct volcano, Phoenix flapped his wings vigorously, and in Uriel's eyes, he looked like he was about to fall at any moment, just as Uriel had predicted, Phoenix finally let out a long roar in the sky, and then fell into the crater of the extinct volcano, which was a huge semicircular concave bird's nest.

Phoenix lay dying in the middle of the crater, surrounded by black ash, and the originally noble and holy Phoenix was stained with dirt and his cry became weak.

Uriel cautiously walked over to Phoenix's beak, which was not even as big as Phoenix's.

Phoenix pulled his eyelids with difficulty, and looked weakly at the human who walked in front of him, and there was an intermittent gurgling sound from the beak of the bird, and the wings flapped weakly a few times, as if trying to scare the human away, but the injuries on his body were too heavy, and he consumed all his physical strength during the long flight, so he had to intermittently make warning chirps from the beak of the bird.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Uriel's eyes were full of pure heartache and sympathy, not mixed with any filthy desires, you must know that Phoenix's body is full of treasures, even the scattered sparks are the highest level of fire elemental stones.

Perhaps it felt Uriel's kindness, or maybe Phoenix was powerless to resist and had to let Uriel still stroke its beak.

"Legend has it that you are the most passionate spirit in the world, you always soar thousands of miles and fly freely, and it is said that you will send a warm fire to the helpless traveler, what is it that makes you so kind and so badly injured?" said Uriel softly, his soft, magnetic voice reaching Phoenix's ears in the wind.

"Giggles. Phoenix screamed weakly, his wings slammed on the ground a few times, but he couldn't support his body, and fell down again, his eyes filled with endless sadness.

"Don't force it, tell me, how can I save you?" Uriel looked at Phoenix sincerely, his fists clenched tightly, he was honest and kind, he didn't want to see such a divine beast fall in front of him.

Phoenix took a deep look at Uriel, as if piercing Uriel's flesh and skin to his soul, it was a pure place without a little turbidity, and got the answer he wanted, Phoenix closed his eyes, and the temperature on his body gradually cooled, like a flame about to be extinguished.

"No! how could this be?" Uriel couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, Phoenix was so beautiful in the legend, but was about to come to an end in such a corner that no one knew about?

Suddenly! Phoenix opened his eyes again, and the fire on his body became more intense, even surpassing before, as if all the injuries on his body had healed, Phoenix stood up, his wings spread out and roared into the sky.

"Roar!~" It was a long and breathtaking sound, the flames on Phoenix's body suddenly swelled, and the gravel on the ground only exploded under the flames of Phoenix, and a huge pillar of fire rose from the ground and soared into the sky, and Uriel's whole person was instantly wrapped in flames.

There is no imagined heat, and there is no expected sharp pain, just like the warmth of sitting by the fire in winter, this warmth is not only physical, but even the whole heart has been healed.

When the flames rose to the limit, Phoenix's feathers began to slowly dissipate in the flames, as if they were about to bloom with the last glory of their lives.

Such a shocking picture made Uriel stand in place in a daze, with nothing in his mind but the magnificent scene in front of him, and no language or vocabulary could describe such a peerless scene.

The flames slowly receded, and Phoenix completely disappeared from Uriel's sight, replaced by an egg burning in a hot, beating flame.

"This is..."Uriel suddenly remembered a legend about Phoenix, the heirloom beast Phoenix, after blooming its last bloom of life, does not mean the end, but is equivalent to a new life.

I don't know how long time passed, and Uriel sat down in Phoenix's poop, stretched out his hand to feel the warm flame, neither thirsty nor hungry, and waited tirelessly for countless days and nights.

Suddenly, Phoenix's egg shook a little, Uriel's eyes widened, and a crack spread out on the eggshell, then two, three, and finally the whole egg.

A basketball head came out of it, looking curiously at the outside world, and the first thing that the newborn Phoenix caught his eye was the face of Uriel full of anticipation, and the little guy turned his head and looked at Uriel curiously.

"Great, great!" Uriel repeated, as if the little Phoenix was his child.

Perhaps sensing Uriel's joy, little Phoenix chirped with his head up, and the sound of milky air came from his lovely beak.

Then the world went dark, and Uriel had an epiphany.