readx;? The Fifth Day of the Destruction of the Book of the Seven Days (4)

When Rogge stepped into the Pope's prayer hall, it was nearly dusk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thick golden sunlight streams through the high floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the carved corridors, gilding the vivid stories of the gods with a soft golden glow. The Great Temple of Light was silent, with the occasional birdsong coming from afar.

Such a picture of sunset is naturally magnificent and tranquil in the eyes of others, but in Rogge's view, for some reason, it only seems bleak and desolate, like the afterglow before the end of a grand opera.

Walking on this silent temple of light, for a moment, a strange thought suddenly appeared to Rogge......

In this world, he is already the last man.

Rogge's footsteps echoed through the empty corridor, each step spaced exactly the same time span, but it couldn't hide the deep shock in his heart when this strange thought came to him.

Rog shook his head slightly, banished the strange thought from his mind, and continued on his way.

The corridor is long.

Along the way, the red and fierce battle with Catherine just now did not help but come to his mind.

Rogge could see that Catherine really didn't want him to touch him, so it was pure resistance rather than rejection. But the more she did this, the more Rogge felt excitement and madness, and every time she crushed her resistance, looking at her helpless and angry look, Rogge felt inexplicable excitement. For a moment, he was even excited to dig out Catherine's heart in memory of Anne's scattered soul.

Yes. Excitement, a feeling he had almost forgotten.

His heart was already frozen, but the excitement was like a chisel that carved a gap in his feelings. When the madness ended, his pride contrasted sharply with her anger.

This contrast has quietly widened the gap.

So, at this moment. Rogge could already see the golden rays of sunlight, and the storm of knowledge had turned into a trickle. Slowly injected into Rogge's heart. Rogge was able to cope with this level of knowledge with ease, and was no longer on the verge of collapse and madness as he had been before.

There was only one question, which he always subconsciously avoided. At least, Catherine wasn't in his hands.

After a squeak, a tooth-aching sound, Rogge pushed open the door to the papal prayer room. Rogge noticed it for the first time. The two carved ebony doors are in fact old, and the edges of the carved ornaments have become smooth and blurred, making them look as if they are thousands of years old.

There were no candles or magic lights in the prayer room, and it was dark and damp, with no sense of sacredness at all. The Pope sat in a high-backed chair, panting heavily, like a worn-out bellows.

The moment the eyes fell on the Pope. Rogge suddenly felt that this Pope, who had always been a bottomless darkness in his senses, was like the sunset outside the window, and there was not much time left.

Rogge had been in the room for a long time before the Pope noticed his presence, and his eyes regained a little vitality. Struggling to get up from his chair.

"Are you here, have you decided on your next trip?" the Pope coughed violently with every few words.

"I can't find the goddess of nature. So I'm going to go to the Demon Realm once. Rogge said lightly.

The Pope looked up, looked at Rogge, and was silent. Rogge noticed that his eyes were now cloudy, and there was no scene of the birth and death of the previous plane.

After watching it for a long time, the Pope smiled rarely, and said, "It seems that you have finally understood that everything is not under your control." ”

Hear this. Rogge's body shook slightly. But this time, although his face was still as pale as paper, the reaction was much better than the previous ones. He barely stood on his feet. A trace of blood was already oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Demon Realm......" the Pope sighed deeply, as if recalling countless past events. He slowly walked over to an old-fashioned cupboard, opened the door, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally took out something and handed it to Rogge.

Rogge looked at it and found that it was a bracelet with a strange shape, a strange shape, and an incomparably fine workmanship. If you look closely, you can tell that the fine grid that dots the bracelet is made up of tiny patterns. Rogge recognized at a glance that the pattern was made up of portraits of countless demonic races.

He frowned, feeling that the bracelet was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but for a moment, he couldn't remember anything.

The Pope said slowly: "Go to the Demon Realm, you will meet its owner, and when the time comes, you can return this thing to her for me." I'm too old to walk, let alone survive a space storm. So this matter can only be left to you to do for me. ”

Rogge glanced deeply at the bracelet, took it into his arms, and said, "Then do you have anything you want me to pass on?"

The Pope pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It's been so long, there's nothing more to say. When you return the bracelet, it's ...... Kill her!"

Rogge nodded, not at all surprised or surprised. Although there was a crack in his heart, most of it was still frozen, and he was not very interested in the old things of the Pope. Moreover, the Pope has so many secrets that there are countless of them, and he is entangled with anyone in the demon world, which is nothing at all.

The Pope added: "It is not easy to connect here with the Demon Realm Passage, and the danger is probably more powerful than the space storm, so you will be alone on this trip." Now that you have understood that not everything is under your control, are you still going to go to the Demon Realm? Moreover, in the Demon Realm, because of the plane environment, the power of the people and the earth you want to kill is probably far from what you can imagine, and you are not just facing a demon race. It seems like the Chichinako Mountains are a bit easier, and you might want to consider changing your itinerary. ”

Rogge's eyes closed slightly, and he thought for a moment. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "Of course I want to go to the Qiqi Nako Mountain Range, but that will be after I go to the Demon Realm. She needs a godhead, and the demon world has a godhead, but I'm not very sure what is on the other side of the Qiqi Nako Mountains. So whether everything is under my control or not, I have to go to the Demon Realm. I've got it. I can also come back, even if there are millions of demons in front of me. I will definitely come back, with Godhead. ”

The Pope looked out the window at the sunset. The sunset is already like blood.

Finally, the Pope seemed to say to himself, "Fifty years ago, I said the same thing as you...... and the Pope sighed heavily, as if he was feeling something.

Time is like water, and people are easy to get old. In the blink of an eye, it has been dozens of spring and autumn in the dust.

The Pope sighed and said, "Go and get ready." When are you going to the Demon Realm?"

At this time, Rogge was also staring at the sunset outside the window, and under the sunset, his figure was gradually blurring. Rogge replied lightly: "There is no need to prepare, I will go now." ”

Before his figure disappeared completely, Rogge suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, if the plane is destroyed." Is it possible for her to be redeemed?"

It's just that Rogge didn't wait for an answer, his voice was still echoing, and his figure had already disappeared into the void.

The Pope didn't seem to be in a hurry to give him an answer, he just stood silently, staring out the window.

Outside the window, the sun has set. Only half a day is cloudy and fireless.

"For you, there is no difference between redemption and destruction......

The dusk of the secret realm is also the dusk of the mainland.

At this time, Floya likes to sit on the big rock in front of the cliff and look out into the distance under the clouds.

And at this time, Miro will always stand not far away, looking at the charming figure, and look fascinated.

Today, of course, is no exception.

It wasn't until the clouds cleared that Miro walked behind Floya. Floya floated up. Turning around and smiling, "I know my body hasn't recovered yet." You can't get cold. Okay, okay, you don't have to repeat it. This sentence. You have to say it ten times a day!"

Miro smiled, but the faint smile quickly faded and was replaced by melancholy. Floya Bingxue was smart, and immediately sensed his abnormality, and said, "What's wrong with you, do you have something to say to me?"

"Yes......" Miro sighed and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Floya, I'm afraid from now on, you have to take care of yourself......

Floya looked at Miro with a pair of green eyes, quietly waiting for his next step.

Miro looked at her stupidly, and then said for a moment: "Before I left, the Demon Realm was already at war, and it was a war between the entire Demon Realm and the Heavenly Realm army! Just now, I heard a call, the Demon Emperor's call to all the Demon Races. Presumably, the war in the Demon Realm has come to an end, and as the most noble demon race, I must not sit idly by and ignore this final decisive battle. So, Floya, forgive me, I'm going back to the Demon Realm to fight. ”

Floya smiled softly and said, "War is the eternal destination of men, so you can go with peace of mind, don't worry about me." Although my body has not recovered, the dimensional meditation will be completed soon, and no one can bully me. ”

"Floya, you ......" Miro opened his mouth, but there was no more.

He wanted to ask Floya to go to the Demon Realm with her, but the gentle but determined gaze in her green eyes said it all.

Miró glanced deeply at Floya, and in that glance, there seemed to be a thousand words. But in the end, he just let out a long whistle and turned away immediately!

The gloomy and lonely figure had disappeared into the distance in an instant, and the high-pitched howling sound of the clear and high ground still echoed above the nine heavens, lingering for a long time.

Floya looked in the direction where his figure had disappeared, and a faint mist appeared in her blue eyes.

Before you know it, night has fallen.

The Grand Duke's palace in Lille was already full of lights, and countless officials and generals came in and out, and it was very lively. It's just that the faces of the people in power in these principalities don't look very good.

It is no wonder that the army led by the Grand Duke of Bavaria has invaded the territory of the Asrofik Empire, and it has been invincible and invincible along the way, and the momentum is like a bamboo, and the advance speed is extremely fast.

However, at this critical moment, the logistics of the Duchy of Bavaria went terribly wrong. On the one hand, a large number of supplies are piling up. On the other hand, the materials urgently needed in the frontline could not be transported, and even if they were transported to the north, those things were often not urgently needed by the soldiers. The deployment of vehicles and manpower was also a mess, so the limited supplies often could not be transported to the front, and they were intercepted by the red-eyed troops on the way.

All the chaos actually came from Catherine.

She suddenly stopped paying attention to the affairs of the principality, and did not see any officials, for half a month. The officials and generals of the principality have long been accustomed to her coordinating everything. Everyone does what they are told. Anyway, her instructions must be the best plan. At this moment, Catherine suddenly let go. These big and small officials were immediately at a loss for what to do, and they became a mess.

Catherine had already designated the second half of the Grand Duke's Mansion as a forbidden area, and no one was allowed to enter until she was idle. In the past half a month, she has been hiding inside from morning to night, never showing up to see anyone. No one else dared to enter without her permission. These days, it's just Rogge who has entered the back house once.

However, a handsome and tall young man apparently did not take her ban seriously. He pushed open the gate of the back house. Walked in.

Inside and outside this gate, there are two completely different worlds.

The moon in Qianfu is sparsely starry, and the night sky is clear, while Houfu is always shrouded in a faint cloud and mist, and looking into the sky, it is a bottomless darkness, like an incomparably huge beast with its mouth open, ready to devour everything it can swallow.

And this day. It's still slowly spinning.

As soon as he stepped through the door, the young man immediately felt the strangeness of the environment, and his face instantly turned pale.

At this moment, Catherine's mellow and melodious voice fluttered: "Crassus, when did you become bold enough to ignore my orders?"

Crassus was stunned for a moment, then anger grew on his face, ignoring Catherine's sneer. Strode into the hall.

Catherine was dressed in a costume, and she was so beautiful that she couldn't be fathomed. She knelt in front of an altar, as if she was praying something. In front of the altar, there was the strange baby, she and the child Rogdi. The baby's face was still changing, and she looked at Catherine. But every face he showed fear, and he didn't dare to move more.

Crassus stood behind Catherine and said, "The affairs of the Principality have been in chaos during this time, so my father asked me to come back and ask you what is going on. ”

Catherine didn't look back. He replied lightly: "Go and tell Reinhardt." I have more important things to do now. Let the principality worry about it himself, I don't have time. ”

Crassus glanced at the altar. He sneered and said, "What's more important? Is it related to this little guy? It's been so many days, and I haven't seen him grow up, dear mother, it seems that this younger brother you added to me is not very good! Why are you willing to give up the great cause of the principality to unify the continent for such a waste?"

Catherine snorted, stood up slowly, turned around, stared at Crassus with eyes as bright as morning stars, and said coldly: "Rubbish? For me, you and your father are not half as useful as this waste! Crassus, you go, don't bother me again, or I'll kill you at once." ”

Crassus's anger swelled up, and he stared at Catherine, exclaiming, "My father is the one who has inherited the miracles of the heavenly realm, and I, Crassus, am the true chosen one who has grown up in only twelve months!

Under Catherine's cold gaze, Crassus's face gradually became hideous, and his cry turned into a wild roar: "I am the Chosen One, only me! Dear Mother, since you want a strong child so much, then it is better for me, the Chosen One, to give you a child!"

Before the roar fell, Crassus's body moved, and a fighting spirit suddenly appeared around his body, and his people had already pulled out a phantom and rushed towards Catherine!

Time suddenly slowed down.

The closer Crassus got to Catherine, the more he noticed the coldness and disdain in her eyes, and the chill in her heart would increase little by little!

"The Chosen One?" Catherine smiled coldly.

At the moment when his fingertips touched Catherine's towering chest, Catherine's lips suddenly opened, and she scolded! Crassus only felt a roar in his ears, as if he had been hit head-on by a giant hammer in an instant, and he flew out involuntarily.

While he was still in the air, he felt that the aftermath of Catherine's shouting was still lingering in his ears, as if he was attracted by this shout, his heart beat faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye it had jumped to the point of madness!

Crassus suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he watched as his heart broke free from his body, and with a line of blood, it fell diagonally in front of Catherine.

"The god who gave your father a miracle is probably coming to an end. Catherine's voice was as cold as winter.

She lifted her long skirt, revealing a pair of delicate boots, and gently crushed Crassus's heart.

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