Ksma looked at the man who was facing him in a black and red clergy robe, wearing five dark holy rays on his chest, his eyes were dark and quiet, and he had no beard, he felt the trembling after looking at the other party, and then directly released the only demigod soul he had herded, and when they helped Elle to make the "Rebellious" in their hands, they lost a lot of the Aurora Society's heritage and combat power, and now facing this "Fear Bishop" can be regarded as extremely unlucky.

If it drags on any longer, once the demigods who are pulled into the secret or other churches by him come in, they really can't leave. The knight's eyes of the Knight incarnated by Kersma flickered with crimson light, and in the current Beckland, he was the highest combat power of the Aurora Society, and there was no other possibility of support.

A paper crane slowly landed beside them, and Archbishop Anthony Stevenson's figure disappeared in front of Kersma almost instantly, and then Elle in his arms gradually woke up, her silver-white eyes looked indifferently ahead, the broken wall behind her gradually recovered, and the prohibition imposed by the "Law Mage" also dissipated.

Kersma picked up Elle with one hand and quickly left the area, and after a few moments, Anthony, who had arrived again, looked solemnly at the hall where the ball was still being held, thought for a moment, and then turned to leave.

Hazel felt a little headache, felt the little snake on her wrist still not move, she got up and wanted to go to the bathroom to wake up, it always felt like she was in a dream, but there was no impression of the dream.

Maybe she was a little anxious to get up, stumbling and almost falling, but fortunately, it was not the cold ground but a warm embrace, he looked up and saw a beautiful face with symmetrical features, the other party's dark gray eyes were watching her, Hazel hurriedly apologized to the other party, and then withdrew from that warm embrace.

I don't seem to have seen her, but I don't know why I feel like I want to obey her when I see those eyes. Hazel was stunned for a moment to look back, but inadvertently caught sight of a handsome man in a plain linen robe with silver hair, and when she wondered if there might be an ascetic of the church at this banquet, the clear figure disappeared.

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"Ziyi, I think we may see each other less and less in the future. Everyone will grow up, and everyone from all over the world will go their separate ways, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to get together like this again in the future" The long-haired girl with her neck around her neck in the picture is a little familiar, who is she?

"Ziyi is back, my mother made you your favorite sweet and sour tenderloin, I'm tired of riding all the way, drink saliva first." Mother? She seems to have more gray hair on her head, and she is always the best in her eyes, if only this were the reality of her.

"Elle, this dress really suits you, and I think your friends will be amazed if you wear it to the prom." This is? Countess Galia, how did I know her? No, she's my mom.

"We're a bunch of wretched creatures." The man's face was a little blurry, a little dark, but his voice was very gentle, was he talking to me?

Fragmentary images flashed in front of her eyes, and she saw in a trance that the foreheads of the two girls were about to touch the tip of their noses, their faces and ears were red and transparent, and finally the paler one retreated first to leave the other beautiful girl. What's this? How could I see this.

Who am I?

"Ai Lei~" Who is calling me, the girl opened her eyes with some difficulty, it was a handsome man with abnormal silver hair and silver eyes, he was wearing a simple and plain linen robe, and his expression was indifferent.

Who are you? She suddenly remembered something, he was the King of Angels, the Angel of Destiny, the Serpent of Mercury, Ulorius the "Tail Eater".

"Elle~" He's calling me, my name is Elle? No, who is He? I seem to have forgotten again.

As if she had woken up from a dream, Elle saw an illusory, rushing river, and the silver-haired man gently took her hand.

"Elle~ Did you see that?" What do you see? Rivers?

"Who are you?"

"Ulorius." Elle looked at the illusory river, which splashed fragments of changing images, and at the edge of the illusory picture reflected her same silver-haired and silver-eyed pale and delicate face.

"Who am I? Elle Ulorius? No, I don't call it by that name. She scratched her long, somewhat messy hair, Alista! She didn't know why she came up with the word, my name is Elle Arista!

The scene in front of her changed again, and it was still the handsome angel, holding her hand, and going backwards along this illusory river.

"Where are you taking me?" She looked up at the handsome man, wondering why she suddenly wanted to call him White Rose.

"Take a look." His tone was equally indifferent, devoid of emotion.

Look, what to see? Just look at the river? No, how do I feel like I look a little like him, he can't be my father, he's a man?

"Are you my dad?" He shook his head and didn't look at the silly childlike girl.

No, it's a lie, we look so alike, could it be that you're my mother? She asked almost a ghostly question.

"Mom, is Xiaohong my father?" Wait, who's Red? She looked at the beauty and shook her head in the same confusion.

Elle was a little tired, she squatted down and wanted to bow down for a handful of water, but was stopped by the beauty on the side.

"Watch it, don't change it." Elle was stunned for a moment, and the picture in front of her changed again.

It's a place that can't be described in words, it's also connected to the river, if you have to compare it, it's like a turbulent whirlpool, but it's so chaotic that it's hard to explain and explain.

Next to it were two illusory, scaleless silvery-white snakes, their eyes cold and red, their tongues forked and sticking out, and the one on the left stepped forward and gently licked her bare toes.

It's a little itchy. She squatted down and gently touched her little head, she felt that this little guy was very close to her, just like a little hair who grew up together.

The snake on the right turned and slipped out of her sight, and Elle stood up, trying to chase it, but the scene changed again.

This time he appeared in front of a familiar handsome man, his face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of darkness, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of security.

"You're awake." Without questioning or reproaching, Ksma gently flicked the burning fire, and at first glance his aura really looked like that of a knight.

"Where are we?" Elle cleared her cluttered thoughts, she felt much better than before, but when her eyes were fixed on Kerma, there were always inadvertently flashes of images of his past and future.

"I don't know, it could be Beckland, or maybe somewhere else." She lowered her head and didn't look at him, listening to him seem a little relieved.

"You're free, and no one cares about you anymore." Almost believing her ears, Elle gestured and plucked.

"Yes, you are free, you can see whomever you want, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't provoke those who are on the same level or higher than Him, no one can see you." Elle interrupted him with a sudden sneer.

"Who do I go to? You've erased my existence, no one remembers me, I have no friends, no family, just a wandering ghost. ”

"Someone will remember you." He looked at the girl intently, "Digest the potion well, don't take off the ring, he can afford to wait, and I can afford to wait." ”

"Also, stay away from the moon." Elle stood up and patted the dirt on her blood-red robes, and she took a few steps forward, only to find herself blocked by an invisible barrier.

"It's going to take a while, until you're Sequence 6, and you'll be here until then, but I'll be sending you outside soon. The previous estate was unusable and we changed places. Kersma said quietly.

Good guys, it's not like it used to be. Elle squatted on the ground with her arms behind her head, crossed one leg and began to hum the songs that were circulating or unknown.

Ksma flicked the bonfire a few times, and the red light of the fire illuminated the face shrouded in shadows.