An Shibai, who had a blue nose and swollen face, sat back in the most remote corner of the Shenqi Tavern, beside him was a black-skinned wild dog that did not bite people and a mad dog that looked like a human

At some point, a plate of charred roast meat was added to the table with the Eberon thorn pattern, and the fresh, sawdust-scented bamboo tips were set aside, so that if you liked, you could always let the two come into perfect contact and bring this delicacy to the mouth that even the gods of light coveted.

However, except for the 'Pope' who stuck out his tongue, it seemed that the other three people didn't move their mouths, Qin tilted her little head, her eyes looked at an old man in a black robe, she didn't speak, she kept staring, because on this old man's body, Qin seemed to sound some memories, memories from a long time ago

Everyone will have their own fragile side, and perhaps it seems that a swarthy strong man with five big and three thick is more miserable than a little girl when he cries.

Ellsbeth's resentful gaze hadn't been taken away from a bastard since he was out of danger.

In his words, all the nutrients in his head were replenished to his thick arms, so until now, he had not figured out how this guy named Emory managed to make a group of drunken mercenaries drop their barrels and take up arms to fight those clergy who were full of divine aura.

"I don't know what this bastard will do to interpret the meaning of vulnerability. ”

Sure enough, his thinking leap was wider than that of the Verdun Mountains, and Ansbet gave up thinking, after all, there were some questions that he might not be able to answer in his life, so he was no longer entangled, only to see this heretic smile and touch his chin again, and began to imagine the tragic scene of Li Laifu squatting in a dark corner and sobbing silently.

But in an instant, his head was slapped mercilessly by some bastard.

"Dear heretic ranger, if you continue to stare at my face with a strange smile, please believe me, I will make your little man regret that he has followed the wrong master all these years, and although I confess that my face has the capital to make countless young girls gaze affectionately, I do not have the ugly habits that those big men born after they are tired of playing with women. ”

Li Laifu stretched out his finger and pointed to the door of the Shenqi Tavern, and said, "Compared to the meaningless thinking of the humble and the ridiculous and extremely obscene of the ignorant, I still think it is even more heartbreaking to appreciate the incomparably noble clergy being beaten up by a group of people on weekdays. ”

Breathless, yes, yes, that's it.

Restraining the urge to hold the arrogant man to the ground and give him a good lesson, Ansbeth turned his attention to the battle of faith between the heretics and the righteous clergy

Pastor Bailey had already felt the endless anger of the God of Light, it must have been that bastard Kerry who accidentally said the words 'God of Light is above' when he said his sinful thoughts, it must be like this!

Looking at the huge battle axe exuding flame fighting energy in the hands of the damn dwarf, Bailey subconsciously swallowed his saliva, what kind of joke, pure flame fighting spirit can only be inspired by a few old guys who really have the blood of the flame dwarf clan, right? But the dwarf who seems to have a deep hatred with him with his teeth and claws obviously can't bear the adjective 'old guy', Bailey feels that his late night is estimated to come earlier.

"Jokers, come and taste the wrath of the dwarves! What am I going to say? By the way, for the gold and the women!"

The bearded dwarf split the Mithril armor from the chest of a poor knight of light with an axe, and the smell of roasted meat fled with the joy of blood, as if these red elves had had enough of the confined and small spaces, and now a kind person was finally able to let them out to breathe.

To be honest, these mercenaries are worthy of the 'Flame Dragon' coat of arms on their chests.

Everyone except the bearded man stood by with their weapons in hand, and although they had no intention of interfering, even so, it was a one-sided situation, with a rude dwarf beating a group of noble knights.

Li Laifu smiled, as the initiator of everything, he couldn't stop those noble big men from wailing out unwillingly and painfully.

"Stop these rude and ugly deeds, you heretics, or the Knights of Glory at Michel Cathedral will be in three days' time!

Bailey gasped for breath and once again unleashed the God's Shelter Magic on the hapless knight, who was scarred and almost dying because of his so-called faith, and the holy light shrouded in it, barely saving the knight's life. But at this time, this light seemed to lose its splendor and grandeur of the previous moment, like a magic lamp that had lost the support of the magic source, dim and gloomy, and the healing effect also made Bailey's complexion more and more gloomy.

Another old priest was also screaming, he had been to this intoxicating place more than once, and the warm and warm smell of rum had always lingered in his mind, and whenever he set foot here, the cross and the 'Holy Shield' coat of arms on his chest were enough to give him the best free service, but there had never been such a tragic situation as today.

A group of lowly mercenaries, wielding swords and slashing the Holy Knights.

"Bastards, abominable heretics, shouldn't they be drinking bad rum in that kennel in Kort Light, thinking about the solution to their next meal, and the rules of Kabul are gone? The legendary plank that blocks light and darkness has collapsed!"

Kerry's cloudy old eyes weren't completely blind, and he stared wide-eyed at the place between the Apocalypse Tavern and the Kurt's Light Mercenary Guild.

There lay a battered plank, dust covering its body, like a dead old man, its lifeless shell covered by dirt.

Kerry held out his fingers tremblingly, his voice trembling with fear.

"The catastrophe is coming, the ancient darkness of the history of the light and the splendor of the god is overshadowed by the endless night, and the prophecy of the 'inviolable man' has come true"

Kerry seemed to be insane, his silver-white hair was messily draped over his shoulders, and as a learned priest, he was not only as knowledgeable as Bailey, but also interested in studying the history of each of the Holy See's calendars.

That year he was still a young man with a heart for the light, because of his superb talent and the most sincere faith, he had the honor to go to the most sacred place in the Eternal Continent to receive the baptism of the priest's advancement, the Vatican Holy See, the Patriarch and the Pope stood on the holy mountain of the Vatican and looked down on the countless subjects of the Eternal Continent, every mountain, every river, every lovely human being, every ugly goblin, every cunning orc, can be clearly seen in the holy pool of the Holy See of Light.

But he was not interested in these things, power and glory, which were enough so that he would not starve to death, so after his baptism, he changed into a white priest's robe, and went to the Inquisition, the darkest and most terrifying abyss of the Eternal Continent.

There he met an old heretic who was about to die, who was about to die, and who was good in his words, not to mention that he promised to admonish and pray for the ashes of the heretic after cremation. So from the mouth of the great heretic, he learned a lot about the black history behind the Holy See of Light.

Among them was a prophecy that he found ridiculous.

The inviolable man died smiling, the sword in his hand glowing with flowers, and at the end of his death, he was left with only an unfathomable black revelation.

"The extremes that hold back the darkness and the light will collapse in the future, and from that day on, the pattern of the continent will change, the dead will come back to life, and the legend of the return will be repeated, because there is such an ominous seed, he has troubled the past, and now he will change the future. ”