Transylvania, part of the Duchy of Romania, is on the edge of the Falcon Empire. It is located in the middle of nowhere, close to the Orc kingdom of Khalhan, and there is a small castle built on the mountain, and the whole terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

As the last rays of light fell below the horizon, the sky suddenly became dark. In one of the most luxurious mansions in the castle, an unbelievable roar suddenly sounded.

"What!?"

The dim candle flame illuminated the face of Dragon, who had just returned from afar, extremely hideously.

"Yes, yes, the old man......" The housekeeper who knew the old man's spleen and surname trembled: "Madame...... Difficult, difficult to give birth and died......"

Dragon felt so sad that he stretched out his hands and pushed everything that could be seen around him!

Ping Pong.

Delicate exotic porcelain plates, brass candlesticks, sandalwood chairs, and everything else were shattered by the enraged Dragon, leaving only the butler huddled in a ball.

"Get out, get out!"

Hearing this angry roar, the butler quietly wiped his cold sweat and ran out of the study in a panic.

The place where it was still shaking the sky just now suddenly became unusually quiet.

Dragon was devastated. He leaned against the door frame and slowly slipped down, slumped on the cashmere carpet, staring at the oil portrait hanging in the middle of the study in a daze. In his line of sight, the woman in the portrait has smiling eyes and a clever smile, looking at him with affection.

The light outside the window gradually darkened.

Dragonon still sat on the ground, clutching the Mithril Cross in his hands.

My love, I'm back, but you're gone......

Why!

Why?

Why!?

Dragon's eyes were dull and lifeless. A teardrop of sorrow oozed from the wrinkles of his eyes, sliding down his pale, aging face, and finally in the brown beard that was hidden in his chin.

A voice full of charm suddenly came into his ears.

"Are you unwilling, do you want revenge?"

"Who?

Dragon's eyes suddenly froze, and he immediately jumped to his feet, drew his sword, and searched around for the source of the sound, intending to slash it quickly. However, he found that no matter how much he roared, there was no response from the guards outside the room? On the balcony outside the study, the floor-to-ceiling windows more than three meters high suddenly became windless. Dragon gripped his sword indignantly, and looked in that direction.

He saw three figures wrapped in black robes floating in the air from the window!

"Who are you? Don't play tricks on me!"

The three of them did not rush to answer, but pulled down their hoods one after another, revealing faces full of infinite charm like angels. Adela in the center, looking at the stern-faced Dragon, slowly spoke: "The Dawn Star shining in the darkness, Lucifer, the king of all beings, is my lord and my glory. On behalf of the Great and Wise King of All Beings, I am here to guide you in the future. ”

Dragon was not moved by the words, he glared at the three of them coldly: "You are the subordinates of the Dark God? Get out of here, the realm of the High God, you guys who hide in the boundless darkness are not welcome." ”

Lemuel showed a warm smile and spread the dark wings on his back with a bang: "I said Adela, why don'......t you kill this despicable ant?"

Adela immediately interrupted Lemuel's words: "O Lemuel, you still maintain a belligerent heart. Just by virtue of Wu Yong's words, it will not solve all problems. ”

"Hmph. ”

Lemuel snorted coldly, and the condensed ball of necromancy in his hand dissipated invisibly.

The scene of the transformation was seen by Dragon, and he couldn't help but stay motionless in horror, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a thud without realizing it.

"God, angel?" Dragon cried out in a panic, quickly rejecting his opinion, "No, why is it different from the portrait I saw?

But this was quickly ignored by Dragon, who grunted his throat with difficulty, and made a request that he had never thought of: "If you are angels, will you resurrect my poor wife Elizabeth, if only you could resurrect her......"

Dragon paused, remembering his reluctance to be stripped of his membership by the Church. His eyes suddenly became poisonous and cold: "As long as I can resurrect my wife, I will agree to any conditions!"

Lemuel laughed, he tilted his head, and said with a playful face: "What conditions?

Dragon, who made up his mind, made a categorical promise: "That's right!"

Adela interjected with interest: "What about slaughtering innocent people, and turning away from the faith of the Most High God?"

Dragon's eyes were firm and persistent, and there was no hesitation on his face: "If you can fulfill my plea, then, even if you turn your back on the Lord of Light, I Dragon will not hesitate!"

Dragon didn't know why, but he would show kindness to these three guys of unknown origin, and vent the anger and unwillingness buried deep in his heart at once. But now that he was so carried away by his anger that he had no time to think about it, he roared and threw out all his resentment!

"I, Dragon, a Morichi of noble blood, have been loyal to the Holy See for many years, and have made great achievements for the Holy See! Just because of an irresistible defeat, the Holy See will erase my honor! Deprive me of my religious membership! Conquer my territory!"

His lips trembled violently, and he was full of unwillingness to vent in a hurry. He did not shed tears, but only hatred and curses in his heart.

"Why? It's not my fault! Why? Even my favorite wife has left me!?"

Dragon pulls out the Mithril cross.

In his mind, he recalled the good times of their first acquaintance.

At that time, he chased her with a wicked smile, and at that time she blushed and beat him. He embraced the warmth of her body, and he gently held the tip of her tongue throbbing.

And this cross is a token of mutual love.

"It's all this damn holy war!" Dragon cried out of the corners of his eyes, looking up to the sky and screaming, "Why! Why?"

The corners of Lemuel's mouth swept upward, and he looked at the sad and indignant guy with great interest: "Interesting, really interesting." ”

"That's the richness of human emotions that have fascinated people for thousands of years. The corners of Adra's mouth also flashed a smile, and she looked at the white-haired old man who roared like a lion: "Use your actions to prove your loyalty." ”

Dragon turned abruptly and glared at him, "Really!?"

"That's right. Adela smiled and bowed his head: "If that's your trading conditions." Seeing that Dragon seemed incredulous, Adela turned his gaze to Lemuel's side.

Dragon followed her gaze suspiciously, seeing Lemuel's warm smile and his slowly raised palm. A black mist in the palm of his hand persisted for a long time, and soon, a transparent soul ball appeared, and the form of his wife Elizabeth also appeared in his eyes.

Dragon's eyes bulged out, completely incredulous!

He grunted his throat and stepped forward blankly, looking affectionately at his wife who was looking at him in the black spirit orb, and muttered, "Are you, are you my Elizabeth?"

In his sight, the tear-drenched wife nodded her head again and again, her mouth open, and she struggled to slap the transparent barrier that bound her, as if she wanted to say something to him.

Seeing the tragic expression of his beloved wife, Dragon hurried up in a panic, trying to snatch the orb. But in the next moment, his body was bounced upside down and flew to the ground, and a trace of bright red oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Pathetic ants, don't try to challenge my limits!" Lemuel looked hideous: "Otherwise, even if the king of all beings is here, he can't stop my wrath!"

Adela immediately conjured up a letter and threw it on her desk.

If you do it on this condition, you will get what you are praying for. ”

After saying that, the three of them didn't look at the dazed old man who was sitting on the ground again, and flew out of the windowsill.

After flying a long distance, Lemuel couldn't help but feel curious.

"I said Adela, why bother so much?"

Adela laughed, "The actions of the Lord of the Dawn are beyond what you and I could have predicted. She paused, and in order to appease this arbitrary fellow, she gave a little information to the unhappy Lemuel: "The largest number of humans on the continent of Erathia is a wealth, an indescribably great wealth. ”

"Your words are always so fond of hidden mysteries, Adela. Lemuel showed a look of disdain: "That's it, I'm not very interesting anyway." He tilted his head to the other who had been silent: "I said Cain, will you die if you say a word, you dull fellow who has been cowering in the shadows of darkness all day long." ”

The guy known as Cain remained silent, pulling the hood above his head to hide his pale, graceful face even more imperceptible.

Adela smiled, breaking the silence for a short time: "Alright, Lemuel. It's not just here, but there are other places to go. ”

"Those two guys from Purgatory?" Lemuel shrugged, "Come on, demons with chaos in their heads, I don't expect to reach a consensus with them." ”

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked Adela with great interest: "Speaking of which, the red dragon that caused the failure of this Eastern Road expedition is said to be a good show made by those two guys?" ”

As he spoke, Lemuel frowned: "It's a pity that my strength hasn't fully recovered ......"

Adela just smiled slightly.

Finding that both of them had this surname, Lemuel said to himself with a displeased face: "I said, Adela, you have been hiding from the Holy See for a few years, and you haven't found anything, and you haven't been discovered by the old men of the Holy See?"

Even when he heard that Lemuel deliberately joked about this important matter, Adela's expression was still so coquettish, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction at all. She smiled seductively, "I'm good at 'Holy Spirit', Lemuel." ”

As she spoke, a golden chalice brocade condensed in the palm of her white hand, and the chalice faintly glowed with a halo of holiness. "Would you like to offer you my humble declaration of blessing, honorable messenger of the soul?"

"Come on, this thing won't work for me. ”

Cain finally said lightly, "Let's go, Lemuel." We also need you to resurrect more companions. ”

"Yo, you guys are finally talking?" Lemuel pretended to be surprised: "Okay, well, it seems that my soul-indulging ability is still somewhat useful." Thanks to your favor for this 10,000-year-old wood, I will wholeheartedly offer my heart. (To be continued.) )