Chapter 1394: The Last Scene

The last battle is over, Roselle sighed deeply, is it finally over? The last letter sent by Alfonso, he had already guessed, the army had withdrawn outside the city of Fanzhuo, which had almost become an empty city, and it should have been evacuated before, along with the magical barrier, as if it had never appeared, without a trace.

There really wasn't a need for enchantment now, he was sure that there wasn't a single traitor in his army, everything that should be cleaned up was cleared, and those who couldn't be cleaned up had to retreat with him.

"In the last battle, you do your best, I know that we can't resist the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Demon Party, but I have a clear conscience, and I will not blame those who escape!" Roselle drew his sword and swung it to the sky, "Please ensure your own safety, worthy of the secret party, and worthy of Lord Alfonso!" Worthy of our Kamalilla clan! Don't forget, what your bravery has earned for you! Your family! Your loved ones are still waiting for you! Just wait for the next day, and then repay Camarilla! ”

Russell was finally defeated at the specified time, and the entire battlefield was well arranged, but the speed of the Demon Party was also so fast that it was unimaginable that the Demon Party army opened the door of Van Zhuo, which had not happened for tens of thousands of years, and it was also a humiliation that Camarilla and De Cheli had never had, and a large number of Demon Party soldiers drove straight into the Van Table City and quickly occupied the entire Van Table City.

The city of Van Zo has long been empty, and so has the castle of Decelli.

Alfonso sat on the throne of the main seat, and the castle was empty and in disarray, and there was no one around Alfonso.

"Mother." Alfonso didn't get up, leaning back in his chair.

"You're not gone yet?" Moro was being held up, his abdomen bulging high, and he was about to give birth in a few days.

"I said it...... To survive with Fandro, Decelli, and Camarilla, never back down, and fight until the last moment. He said that he was ambitious, but when it came to the day of the city, he seemed a little incompetent, just empty words, in the end, he was still a teenager.

"Where's Stella?" Morrow stared at him.

"Stella ...... You remember looking for her, it turns out you remember Stella. Alfonso laughed, "I know you won't hurt her, but I don't want to give her to you." ”

"What do you mean?" Morrow smelled something different.

Alfonso was still sitting on the throne, his voice seemed weak, and Jin, who had always been meticulous, was also messy, his soft blonde hair hung down weakly, and he propped himself up, "Mother, this is a ...... The last thing I did to you, count me as being selfish once, so that even if I didn't lose to you, I lost to the secret party, but I didn't lose Stella to you, and I did what I promised my father. ”

He laughed from the bottom of his heart, just like the first time he saw Morrow, a sweet, childlike smile that was endearing.

Moro took a step forward as if abruptly, drew his whip and shouted at him, "What do you want to do?" Hand Stella over to me! ”

Alfonso just shook his head, "No...... I won't give Stella to you......"

Mo Luo was a little unbearable, but still said, "Do you believe it or not...... I'm throwing you into a bloody prison, and they have a lot of ways to get you to talk...... It's better to live than to die! ”

"I know...... I know...... Mother ......" Alfonso was still smiling innocently, but Moro's words just now still affected the look in his eyes, he bit his lip lightly, and then let go, "Bozzi...... I'm not afraid of sin, I'm not afraid of punishment, I just don't want to believe that you are willing to treat me like this...... After all, when you are in the palace...... I think you genuinely ...... Treat me well...... I really think of you as a ...... My mother. Even if I lie to myself...... At this point, I'm still ...... Have a child who is loved by their parents...... Not alone...... Alone ......"

It was so sad that Moro looked at Alfonso in a daze, his nails sinking into his palm.

Blood began to bubble up from Alfonso's mouth, and he swallowed it desperately, clutching the clothes on his chest, "I don't want to...... You killed me with your own hands...... That's why I ate the Soul Poppy......" Alfonso's body slid limply off the throne, "I can...... Cut it off on your own, it won't get your hands dirty, I ...... you Final Punishment ...... It's you ...... forever None of Stella ...... And also...... And Eve......"

"I can...... I'm going to see my mom and dad......"

Alfonso's slender body slid down and fell to his knees, more and more blood staining the tiles of Castle de Celli, and the blood flowed to Morro's feet, who couldn't help but take a step back.

"Bozi......" Moro muttered softly as he stared at the growing blood, a sad look finally on his face.

Francis stared at the side, then crouched down and pressed Alfonso's heart as if he were examining, "There is no return, but there is still a bit of hardness, it looks like a man." ”

Moro had sadness on his face, but he was still reluctant to look down at Alfonso.

"He's a good boy, but he's in the wrong place." Moro dropped a sentence and put away her sadness, and strode inside, not at all like a pregnant woman, she stood in front of the throne of Decelli with a big belly, facing the empty hall, "I won, secret party...... It's mine now. It doesn't matter, I can find Eve, and I can find Stella too. Nothing can stop me! Lorenzo! ”

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"This should be it." Eliad raised his head with reverence, like all the pilgrims who come here, "Pabest, it is the temple that belongs to Best. ”

Best's temple looks a little dilapidated, weathered and eroded, but it is still difficult to hide its original luxury and tallness, you can imagine how magnificent it should have been in its heyday, there are not many people worshipping now, the city of Pabest is still rich, but the whole Egypt has fallen into chaos and division turmoil, so the temple of Pabest is not as magnificent as it was in the heyday of Egypt.

Lorenzo looked up, and on top of the stairs, there were huge statues of the cat god on either side, but he didn't have the same look on Eliade's face, probably because he was too young to believe in the gods of this world.

Bloodline: The iris has not fallen