readx;? The Book of the Seven Days, Day 4, Afterglow (5)

"There is no need to make any more efforts, at this time, he must have decided that everything is under his control, and there is no turning back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hughes sighed.

"I know, but I can't wait, I have to do something!" Eiffel hurried past Theseus, holding a large pile of magic crystals of various colors in her arms.

It wasn't until Eiffel's figure disappeared that Hughes sighed, picked up the teacup and drank it down. It's just that now what he has in his cup is no longer a good tea that excites people's lungs, but just a cup of water. Hughes looked at the empty teacup, stood up, and walked in the direction where Eiffel had disappeared.

It is a tranquil and beautiful valley with a clear river running around it, and in the mountains that surround it, countless clear streams gurgle down into this nameless river. Huge houses were built in the valleys. Almost all of the houses are made of wood, without stone, and blend in with the natural scene of the valley. There are no tall buildings in the valley, and the tallest hall is only more than ten meters high.

This seemingly mundane valley is filled with unimaginable magical achievements. Not to mention the many magic golems that walk through the valley, the magnificent magic hall in the middle of the valley alone is breathtaking.

The hall is covered with sculptures and reliefs, and in terms of artistic attainment, these decorations alone are enough to embarrass the so-called masters of art in the human nation. The whole body of the main hall is made of an unknown blue crystal, through the crystal, the decoration of the temple can be faintly seen.

The temple exudes a faint and majestic aura, looking down on everything in the valley like a god.

Truly. It's looking down.

It's not that it's tall, it's actually that the hundreds of thousand-year-old trees in the valley are much taller than it.

It looks down because it floats a hundred meters in the air.

Several staircases spiral up from the ground, leading to several gates of the Sky Temple. They are made up of translucent steps, each of which is a separate entity and is not associated with the others. These stairs floating in the air can also be called a spectacle of magic.

The valley is quiet and busy. The elves were dressed in strange robes. Constantly shuttling back and forth, busy. If there are mainland historians here. You will be overjoyed, because these elves are different from those in the green sea of the central mountain range, where all the clothing, decorations, and customs are the most original of the Elven Empire.

The only people in this valley who seem to be out of place are Hughes and Eiffel.

Hughes climbed the stairs. Slowly stepped into the Temple of the Sky. Eiffel's magic laboratory is located in a large room at the back of the temple. Unlike the other elves' neatness, her lab was a mess, with all sorts of strange items piled up on top of each other, except for an empty space in front of the window. It seems that this is where Eiffel made her prophecy.

At this time, Eiffel rolled up her sleeves and was grinding a magic crystal vigorously, and fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. Despite her work, she still wears a loose dress that is not easy to move.

Hughes pushed the door open and walked in, and there he stood. Quietly watching Eiffel busy. Finally, Eiffel polished the crystal in her hand, held it in her palm, closed her eyes and muttered prayers. She prayed for a long time, but she couldn't hear what she was muttering, so she slammed the crystal in her hand to the ground.

Smack. The magic crystal shattered. But other than that, nothing happened. Eiffel was stunned for a moment, quickly swept up the crystal shard, wrapped it, threw it out the window, and then rummaged through the pile of magic materials in the corner of the room, and found another unpolished crystal. Out of nowhere, she found a hammer and a chisel, and carefully carved patterns on the crystal.

Hughes looked at Eiffel and sighed, "It's useless for you to do this. He doesn't hear your call now, and he doesn't take all the warnings to heart. Alas, your current body can't overdraw your mana so often. I don't think it will be long. He'll come to the door,"

Eiffel wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. "Will he kill me?"

Theseus smiled bitterly: "I don't know what will happen at that time. ”

Effie got the movement of her hand, looked at Hughes with an unkind gaze, and said, "Then why did you give him that book?"

Theseus sighed, "If it weren't for the Book of Shiloh, how could he have survived today?"

"That's just as well. Eiffel muttered, and she suddenly stretched out her hand to Theseus, "Bring it!"

Theseus was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you want?"

"The Book of Shiloh!"

Theseus was taken aback and said, "What do you want this for?"

"Curious, I just want to see. ”

Under the pressure of Eiffel's clear gaze, Xius also looked a little unnatural, he coughed a few times, and said: "The Book of Shiloh has already been given to him, where is the ...... in my hand?"

However, under Eiffel's determined gaze, Hugh's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, he let out a long sigh, and took out a thick and huge book from his bosom, which was extremely beautifully decorated, and the cover was "The Battle of the Twelve Elven Kings", that is, the Book of Shiloh.

Effel snorted, snatched the Book of Shiloh from Xius's hand, and said, "I knew that there would not be only one such thing!"

Hughes could only smile wryly, he was really speechless, and he could not explain why the Book of Shiloh had appeared in his arms again. But as soon as he smiled bitterly, his expression was already frozen on his face!

Eiffel frowned, she had already opened the Book of Shiloh and was flipping through the pages quickly. At this moment, she is beautiful and cute, and she is a little strong.

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of Eiffel flipping through a book. In the stunned eyes of Xius, Eiffel's fingers danced, and in the blink of an eye. She's already finished a thick book!

Hughes's complexion has changed dramatically!

But seeing that Eiffel closed the page, she was still standing there, frowning and thinking about something, and Xiusi's face looked a little better. He calmed down for a moment and said with a smile: "What's the matter, is the story of the twelve elf kings good?"

"The story of the Elven King?Elder Theseus, what are you talking about? This book is obviously about the secrets of the gods, and each page has a different kind of divine power! But this book is only seven pages. It's weird!"

Effie spoke as quickly and crisply as ever, but every time she said a word, Hughes's face turned ugly. In the end, this usually calm and dashing elven elder was as if he had suddenly aged a few years.

Theseus finally let out a long sigh and said, "Did you already know that when you opened the earth, it would be the Book of Hiloh?"

Eiffel smiled. "Yes, because a god told me just now that it would help me open the Book of Hiloh, and that I will be fine after reading it." So you don't have to worry. ”

Husi's face slowly darkened, and he suddenly asked, "Which god appeared in your prophecy?"

Eiffel raised her head to the sky and thought for a long time, then she said with a confused face: "This ...... I can't remember it either. There are so many gods who have responded to my prophecy. And it doesn't appear much, how can I remember so many gods clearly!"

Hughes sighed and just looked at Eiffel. The elf girl smiled, "I said you don't have to worry about it......" Before she could finish speaking, the blood on her face suddenly faded rapidly.

Effie looked pained, her body shook, and she reluctantly said, "It's ...... How dare you lie to me......" and then fell headlong to the ground!

Hughes stepped forward. Holding Effie up, she slowly lowered her body to the ground.

After a few moments, Eiffel's beautiful face regained its life. She opened her eyes again. It's just that her eyes, which were so clear that there was no blemish in the past, have become cold now, as cold as the perennial yin wind of the corpse plane.

And there are countless arrogances in those eyes, just like behind those pupils, there is actually a high god looking down on the world!

Eiffel pushed Hughes away, and then, without any movement, her body floated into the air on its own. Stand up slowly. Theseus looked at her cold eyes. He looked at her belly again and smiled wryly. "Eiffel, how are you feeling now?" this kid ...... Nothing, right?"

Eiffel gently stroked her slightly bulging belly and said lightly, "Everything is under my control." Now that I've woken up, he's fine. ”

After that, she didn't wait for Xius to answer, and floated straight out. Eiffel didn't go through the door, she didn't go through the window, she flew straight towards the wall, and then the moment she touched the wall, her figure suddenly changed and twisted as if in the water, disappearing from the house, and then appearing outside the wall.

And so she walked through the wall and walked away.

Theseus was the only one left in the room. The elven elder who had everything in his hands seemed to be a little dazed. Looking at the messy magic laboratory, Theseus couldn't even smile bitterly. He subconsciously touched his body and took out a complete set of tea sets out of nowhere. But when he opened the tea can, it was empty. Theseus looked inside, and poured it outwards again, but still not a single tea leaf appeared.

Theseus suddenly became ecstatic, and threw all the tea sets into Eiffel's pile of magical materials. He turned, and was just about to walk out of the room when a shiny crystal shard came into his sight.

This was the fragment of the crystal that Effel had broken during her prophecy, and when she was cleaning up, she had left it out.

Xius bent down and picked up the crystal shard, and after a long silence, his eyes finally flashed with anger that could not be concealed! He threw the crystal in the air, and in his right hand there was already the dull and unremarkable thin sword that he was used to, and pierced the crystal shard with a single sword!

A terrible cry sounded faintly in the air!

Xiusi's face remained unchanged, and he slowly drew the rapier out, and at some point, the blade of the rapier had completely turned into nothingness, and only a few drops of golden blood indicated the location of the tip of the sword.

Hughes held his rapier across his front and gently brushed his fingers over the blade. He pointed to it. The blade of the Void Earth reverted to its physical form, returning to its unremarkable form.

The Elven Elder slung his sword back to his waist and walked out of Eiffel's prophecy room. Behind him, the closed door fluctuated, merging with the surrounding walls, sealing the prophecy chamber forever.

Hughes knows that henceforth. Eiffel will never use this prophecy room again.

The wind carries the coolness of autumn, sweeping over the mountains and over the rivers. Traveled across the continent. It shook the treetops and ruffled the blonde hair of the beautiful woman.

Floya brushed the blonde hair that fell from her forehead with her spring-like fingers, and her beautiful blue eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the endless mountains and rivers in the distance. She sat on a rock jutting out of a thousand-meter cliff at the top of a dangerous peak, her snow-white bare feet hanging in the air, swinging around.

From where she sits, the peaks are showing. The river is rushing, and the scenery is unparalleled for a while. It's just that her blue eyes reflect the vast sea of clouds.

In that direction, under the same sea of clouds, there was a man who worried her and made it impossible for her to leave.

A slight smile appeared on her face, as if she remembered the past. At this moment, Floya is still beautiful and unparalleled, and she is moving. It's all a landscape.

At this time, a soft voice sounded behind her: "The wind is too cold here, your body has not fully recovered, go back." ”

Floya chanted a brief incantation, and her arms floated up with the help of the magic. She turned slowly in the air and smiled at Miro.

At this moment, Floya was floating in the air. Under the snow-white ground and barefoot is a thousand-meter cliff, and the wind blowing her clothes on the mountain is like a god!

Miro opened his mouth, stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until Floya flew past him that Miro reacted. He silently followed Floya and flew towards a few stone houses not far away.

The two walked in silence, and Miro opened his mouth several times, but he didn't say anything. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and took Floya's hand. Trembling voice, "Floya." ...... with me Come with me to the Demon Realm!"

Floya turned around and looked at Miro with a pair of blue eyes. He smiled and said, "No." ”

Miro's face changed, and in an instant, he suddenly felt a burst of pain that protruded from his heart and lungs! He couldn't help but shout: "Why don't you go? The war here has already been lost, and it is very likely that the entire plane will perish! Do you think that with your strength, you will be able to reverse your fate?"

Floya smiled, slowly but firmly withdrew her hand from Miro's palm, and said, "I don't bother to care about winning or losing the war, even the survival of this plane has nothing to do with me, but since he is here, then I will not leave." As for the destruction ......"

She smiled and said, "...... I don't care!"

Miro's face slowly turned pale.

Floya said softly, "Miro, you're good, what if...... If you had come earlier, I might have gone to the Demon Realm with you. ”

Hearing her say this, Miro's heart throbbed again, and he forced a smile: "Then what are you going to do next?"

And so on. Wait for him to come to me, and if he doesn't, then I'll go to him when I'm recovered. ”

It's also autumn.

However, the autumn of the secret realm is completely different from the autumn of the mainland. The autumn scenery here is beautiful and beautiful, and the mid-mountain is brilliant bright yellow and bright red. It's just that the secret land autumn is like this year, and it will be the same next year, every year, there will be no change, and the autumn scenery on the mainland is unpredictable, always giving people to look forward to.

Unlike the Blood Angel Augustus, Rog experienced the autumn of the secret realm for the first time. However, he was not interested in the already unreal autumn scene, and did not look out the window at all, just staring at the huge magical map in front of him. Augustus, on the other hand, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, quietly looking at the burning mountains.

No matter how many times he has seen it, Augustus will never get tired of the autumn scenery of the secret realm. He likes autumn, the bloody scenery, and the gloom and loneliness before the arrival of the bitter cold.

Loneliness is really enjoyable sometimes.

Augustus was enjoying loneliness. In addition to loneliness, he also likes anger, joy, anxiety and other emotional changes, either way, it is better than the ignorant existence that once was.

But only loneliness can last long enough.

Rogge didn't have the leisure of Augustus at all, and his mood didn't fluctuate at the moment. Just looking at the magic map in front of you.

The Pope stood at the other end of the magic map, pointed at the mountains in the south of the continent with his scepter, and said slowly: "There is the breath of the goddess of nature here, and you may be able to find a way to the kingdom of the goddess of nature here." However, the goddess of nature's divine power is far from being comparable to the goddess of ice and snow that you once fought against, so you have to be careful. ”

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Rogge's mouth.

The Pope didn't seem to see Rogge's expression at all, and coughed a few times. Only then did he tremble and point to the location of the Moonlight Dragon City and the Hell Fire Basin with his scepter, and said, "These two places. You're all familiar with it, so I don't need to say more. However, it is important to note that the dragon god is made up of three different divine powers, and it is not closely related to this plane. If you want to find the kingdom of the dragon god, it will be a very difficult thing. And what the divine power of the dragon god is, even I don't know. ”

Rogge listened with a blank face.

The scepter pointed at the central mountain range again, and said, "There is a passage to the Demon Realm. It used to be guarded by the demon general Artest, but now it is unguarded. Follow this passage and you will be able to enter the Demon Realm. It is said that in the deepest part of the Demon Realm, in the Endless Demon Abyss, there is a dark demon god sleeping. Of course, the Endless Abyss is a place that Andreoli of the Stars doesn't want to enter, and you don't need to enter it. According to the oracle of Isaac, the Lord of the Redeemer, the Dark Demon God cannot leave the Endless Abyss, so you don't need to worry. This goes to the Demon Realm. As long as you can find the agent of the demon god and harvest its soul back, you should be fine. ”

Rogge's expression finally changed a little, and he asked lightly: "Demon General Artest is very strange, I have a feeling now that it has the aura of heaven and earth." ”

The Pope nodded slowly. "Your feeling is right. In fact, at that time, the soul of Artest was dominated by the main god with hundreds of millions of doppelgangers, Sirlo, who was the master of lies and deception. ”

Rogge's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said, "There is still a lying and deceitful landlord god in the heavenly realm?"

"The vastness of the heavenly realm is far beyond what you and I can imagine, so be humble in the face of the brilliance of the gods. The Pope had some of the wrong answers.

Rogge nodded indifferently, stood with his hands in his hands, and did not continue to ask. At this point, the Pope's scepter pointed to the last place, which was the mysterious Chichinako mountain range in the far west of the continent.

"Here it is. A very powerful aura has just been born. It has no Godhead though. But if you're interested, you can check it out. ”

Rogge said expressionlessly, "That's all?"

"It's enough. ”

Rogge said lightly: "It's indeed enough." I'll be back soon. ”

Let's talk about it. He didn't say goodbye to the Pope, and his body fluctuated and disappeared into the void.

Augustus finally turned around and looked thoughtfully at the ripples of space that had not yet dissipated after Rogge's departure. The Pope, on the other hand, coughed violently, and looked as old as a faint candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

When Rogdi's figure appeared in his room, it was nearly dusk, and the golden sunlight filled the room. In the large room, only Nephie sat at the table, staring at a pot of strange green plants in front of him.

"Where's Fengyue?" asked Rogge.

Nephi's gaze didn't take any of her eyes off the potted plant, just pointing in the direction of the large terrace. Rogge nodded and walked out onto the terrace.

The huge terrace is tens of meters in circumference, and from this vantage point, you can see the beautiful autumn scenery of the entire secret place. This is already the best room in the church.

Fengyue is on the terrace.

Only at this moment, Fengyue was not floating in the air as before, but sitting on the wide stone fence on the terrace. She clasped her hands on her knees, almost curled up in a ball, her body trembling slightly, as if she was a little cold, as if she was afraid of something.

She suddenly turned around and saw Rogge standing still.

Fengyue's silver eyes slowly became angry, her body moved slightly, and she flashed into Rogge's arms in an instant, and hugged him tightly with both hands.

She buried her face deep in Rogge's chest. His chest was wide, thick, and warm. This piece of chest is now enough to bear. She was supposed to feel safe and dependent, but for some reason, she was at peace at first, and slowly, her body began to tremble again.

Rogge sighed and gently hugged her into his arms.

But under Rogge's soothing, she trembled even more.

Finally, she raised her head, looked up at Rogge, and said softly, "She...... You're going to wake up, aren't you?"

Rogge was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

She looked into Rogge's eyes and said, "This body belongs to her, doesn't it?" When she wakes up, I'll ...... It's time to disappear......"

Feng Yue buried her head in Rogge's chest again, hugged him tightly, tightly, and said in a low voice: "I know, I shouldn't have existed. But I... I don't want to disappear ......"

Her body, like ice, was cold to the bone.

Rogge patted her lightly on the back and said, "You don't need to worry about this matter, everything is already on mine...... My ......"

For some reason, Rogge suddenly found that he couldn't finish this sentence no matter what.

but sighs.

There was another soft sigh, the voice soft and pleasant, but also full of strength and majesty. Such a sigh can only come from the mouth of Wella.

She had already passed through the clouds, and now she was standing in the air, looking at the majestic gate of heaven in the distance.

Whether it is the sky above or the clouds below, they are all bright red at the moment, and the scorching waves that hit sometimes make Weina feel a little unbearable.

The familiar forsaken land has become a world of flames, where there are no peaks, no land, only a wave* of fierce foehn winds that roar to and fro, and waves of fire that emerge from time to time!

In this world of flames that could instantly destroy steel, only the glorious Heavenly Gate was always shrouded in holy radiance. There, it's a forbidden area for flames.

Looking at the tall and majestic Heavenly Gate, Wella suddenly felt an indescribable heaviness in her chest, almost overwhelming her.

What awaits her beyond the Gate of the Heavenly Realm, will it be endless battles, or will she be overwhelmed by the brilliance of the Heavenly Realm in an instant?

The golden doji began to shine in Wella's eyes again, and she spread her wings, flying through the clouds of fire like wind and lightning, towards the gate of the heavenly realm!

At this time, in front of the Heavenly Gate, a huge figure up to 100 meters high slowly emerged.

Wella stopped abruptly in the air, opened her mouth wide and looked at the figure that was becoming clear in disbelief. Her wings trembled, her body incapacitated, and even her feeble hands could no longer hold the Dragon Soul Spear, allowing it to slip from her fingers and plummet into the endless flames below.

Even if she lost all her memories, she wouldn't forget that figure. Even if she had a thousand powers, she couldn't resist in his brilliance!

It was the Lord God of the Celestial Realm who created her and endowed her with emotions, Tiratmis!

"This is what you want, you don't have to go into the heavenly realm to get it. "Tiratmis's mental fluctuations instantly darkened the flames of the entire Forsaken Land!

He waved his hand slightly, and a ray of light fell from the sky, enveloping Wella in it.

The unimaginably huge memory was like a shocking giant*, which washed over her soul again and again, almost driving her crazy!

In an instant, all the past events of the heavenly realm surfaced in her heart one by one.

When Wella finally woke up from her vertigo, Tiratemis was gone, and the Celestial Gate was closing.

Wella's wings spread wide, and she slowly fell to her knees as she walked towards the spot where Tiramis had been.

Before she knew it, she was in tears.

Where there is light, there is darkness.

The light is about to pass away, and the darkness is coming.

If there is evening, there will be morning.

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