The moon god slowly walked through the empty underground streets in the ancient tombs, from the streets to the alleys, from the inner court of the palace to the city gates.

"Remember the first time we met?" The moon god asked suddenly.

Except for Zhen, he guessed that he didn't trust her completely, especially after being stirred up by the high priest, and this sentence was obviously a test of her.

In addition to the indifference on his face, he said: "Remember." ”

The moon god looked back at her, as if waiting for her to say more, and his heart beat fast except when he looked at him.

She knew that if she was wrong, he would kill her without hesitation.

She had to be careful and careful.

"The first time we met, it was in this tomb." Except for Zhen as he spoke, he observed the other party's expression, seeing that he didn't have any objections, thinking that she should have guessed correctly, so he continued with confidence.

"I resurrected you with my own hands, and gradually, I fell in love with you. You promised me that I would protect the village with me, and I thought we would have a great future, but ......"

The moon god suddenly covered her mouth, as if he didn't dare to hear anything more from her.

He was now fully convinced that the person in front of him was the priestess.

Except for Zhen, he pulled down his hand and brutally filled in the rest of the words, "But I didn't expect that I would be betrayed by the person I love the most in the end, and I would be killed by you with your own hands." ”

Her face was hideous, reminding the moon god that the priestess had cursed herself with such a hideous face before she died.

He shook his head a little flustered, "No, it's not like that, I just can't give up my country." ”

He reached out and took Zhenzhen's hand and explained eagerly: "I am a monarch, and my duty is to protect my country, and this country is all I have.

For it, I can sacrifice everything, even my feelings, even the people I love.

I killed you, and I hurt just as much, and I didn't really want to, but I had to, because that's my mission, and you understand me, right? ”

[Ah, I feel like a scumbag inexplicably.] 】

[Agree, scumbag! ] 】

[If the little brother looks okay, I can forgive you for a short time.] 】

[Calm down upstairs, scumbags can be forgiven, but scumbags are not necessarily. 】

Except for Zhen, he looked coldly at the collapsed appearance of the man in front of him, and said, "You said that you can give up everything for your country, but how can a treacherous person be a good monarch?" Would your subjects want a king like you? ”

Hearing this, the moon god couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to refute, but he couldn't say a word.

He was stunned for a while, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Not far away, the high priest had been following them from a distance.

Although the distance was not close, he could clearly hear the conversation between the two people.

He knew that the monarch had feelings for the priestess, but he also knew that he was a ruthless man, otherwise he would not have killed her in the first place.

The country always comes first in his heart, so he didn't kill the priestess who claimed to have taken away the real body in the first place, because he knew that he would do it himself.

But now, seeing the moon god being provoked by the words of the Dharma, the High Priest couldn't help but start worrying that he would give up on recovering the kingdom.

They had been planning for so long, and they must not be disrupted by a single woman.

The high priest's cold gaze fell on the Omri Zhen.

She must be killed!

There was a seal on his hand, and a stream of air condensed out of his hand, heading straight for the Elimination of Truth.

In fact, she had already noticed the movement of the high priest, but she held back and let the air flow through her body.

When the airflow first pierced the abdomen, it didn't hurt much.

Gradually, the pain slowly spread, starting from the wound in the abdomen, slowly spreading, and then spreading to the entire tendons.

Except for the real tears, she was forced out, and she trembled her hands to cover the bleeding wound, blood gushing out of her fingers.

The moon god's eyes widened, and he hugged the fallen Dharma, turning his head to look at the high priest angrily.

"Your Majesty......" The high priest wanted to explain, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by a flash of fire, and there was no chance to say it.

His barely recovered body was burned again, and this time, no one came to save him, and the high priest's bones turned to dust and disappeared in an instant.

The moon god withdrew his hand, but the hand that had just condensed the terrifying fire light now emitted a soft light, carefully covering the abdomen of the Zhenzhen.

Except that I really felt that the wound on my stomach didn't hurt so much, but the blood kept flowing out.

He didn't want to stop the bleeding for himself!

"When I get all the divine power of the Gu God, I will definitely find a way to resurrect you, and when the time comes, I can restore the country, and I will also help you protect your village. You trust me one more time. The moon god looked at her affectionately.

In addition to sneering in his heart, he slowly reached out and stroked the bronze mask on his face, "I have heard that in ancient times, when kings died, they would cover their faces with bronze masks in order that their bodies would not rot.

Now that you have been resurrected, why don't you take off your mask? Are you really resurrected, or are you just a skeleton that can move? ”

The expression on Except for Zhen's face, he suddenly changed, "You can't even resurrect yourself, how can you resurrect me?" ”

The moon god pursed his lips, he didn't know if this was a real resurrection, he only knew that he had waited too long for this day, and had been planning for too long.

He is the monarch of the ancient kingdom of Juxi, and he has been fighting for his country all his life, but after all, he is just an ordinary human being, and he can only watch his country die.

He is not reconciled, he wants to steal the power of the gods to complete the restoration of the country.

In order to achieve this goal, he planned for a long time, and even committed suicide by taking poison, and let his henchmen drain the blood on his body to make an immortal corpse, so as to prepare for the future awakening and seizure of divine power.

The first time he failed, and now, the divine power in his body was constantly dissipating, almost exhausted, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Today, he must complete the formation, gain divine power, and resurrect the country.

As for her......

"Rest assured, even if I cannot resurrect you, I will surely engrave your name on the altar, and my people will always remember your dedication, and you will be revered by all the people forever and ever."

[Do you hear, do people say? 】

[Speechless, how can someone be so clear and thorough? 】

[The scumbag retreats! ] Stay away from our little sister! 】

[Suddenly I felt that the priestess was also quite pitiful, entangled by this kind of scumbag.] 】

If it's not still bleeding, Except for the truth, I also want to scold along with the barrage.

People are gone, who cares if their name will be admired.

Moreover, she is the one who donated blood, why engrave the name of the priestess so that she is admired by thousands of people!