readx;? The Book of the Seven Days, Redemption on the Sixth Day (4)

Xiusi was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile, and said, "Back then, those great elf kings whose power was close to the gods failed to free themselves from the Book of Shiloh, I really didn't expect that you would actually use this method to break through the cycle of the seventh page." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Eiffel crouched down and rummaged through the pile of magical materials next to her feet, "My strength was so weak at that time, it was only a matter of time before I recovered from this deceitful book. But who wrote it? I could feel the breath of the great Shiloh from it, but he certainly wouldn't write it. It's all harmful!"

Xius was silent for a long time before he let out a long sigh and said slowly: "Eiffel, it is true that the Book of Shiloh was not written by Shiloh, but the one who wrote this book is a great being who is not inferior to Shiloh. He is one of the twelve main gods of the heavenly realm, incarnated as the billions of Sirlo, who is a lie and a deceitful man. The Lord of Billions wrote this book not for us mortals to see. The Book of Shiloh, as the name suggests, is for the great Shiloh and contains all the mysteries of the plane. At least, it was all the mysteries that the twelve main gods of the heavenly realm could grasp at that time. If the Book of Hiloh is an endless sea, then the message that we mortal eyes can read is only a tiny drop of water. However, this knowledge alone was enough to increase the power of the Great Elven Kings at that time, thus creating a miraculous Great Elven Empire. Many of the creations of that time are miraculous today!"

Effie let out a sigh, she had already picked up a large pile of magic materials. Piled haphazardly on the red crystal platform. This direct and beautiful elf is good at everything, but he likes to throw things around, and he is not at all as neat as other elves. Eiffel wiped the sweat from her forehead before asking, "So, isn't this Lord of Billions helping Shiloh?"

Xius smiled bitterly and said, "In a sense, this is indeed the case. The first six pages of the Book of Hiloh are all about the secrets of the gods. A being who can read six pages is not a godhead. Nor will its power be inferior to that of the newborn gods. And the last page of the Book of Shiloh is the essence of the whole book, which records all the understanding of the main god of the spatial plane, which is completely unimaginable to us. Being able to read the last page of the existence is enough to instantly gain more power than they originally understood. And the stronger the power of the ontology, the more power you will get, and the more you will think that everything is under your control. The more they use this power. The more power you draw from the Book of Hilo, the more powerful your body will be. And so on and so forth, and so on, endlessly. ”

At this time, a piece of blue crystal was constantly deformed in Eiffel's hands, and finally formed a crystal hammer. She wielded a small hammer and took a piece of Flame Ogin, knocking out a piece of shoulder armor in a few clicks. She took the shoulder armor and looked left and right, apparently satisfied, so she tossed it aside.

Effie seemed very tired. She stretched her body, looked at Xius, and said, "Then why did you give him the Book of Shiloh? The real power he possessed at that time was not low, aren't you afraid that he will also enter the dead cycle of power like those great elf kings, and will never be able to extricate himself again?"

Theseus smiled. "He's not the same. During the time of the Elven Empire, the Celestial Realm did not pay attention to this plane, and Shiloh was still able to perform miracles frequently, and would give the elves enough myths and instructions to guide them to avoid disasters before major disasters. And by the time the Elven Kings began to read the Book of Shiloh, their own power was already extremely strong. So at that time, the Great Elf Kings couldn't find enough opponents to match, so they couldn't wake up from the Book of Shiloh. But Rogge is different, he has to deal with the gods outside the plane. Even if he had read page seven. His strength has increased, and he will not be an opponent of the gods. So it doesn't take long for him to understand that everything is not under his control. It's just in the process. He just needs to suffer something. ”

The crystal hammer in Eiffel's hand rose and fell, and in a blink of an eye the pieces of a suit of armor were almost finished, and she looked at her work with satisfaction, and then asked Theseus, "But isn't the Book of Shiloh that we read, how can it deceive the great Shiloh?"

Speaking of this, Hughes flipped his palm, and there was already an extra teacup in his hand. He habitually drank it dry in one gulp, and then he realized that there was only white water in it, and there was no clear tea.

He smiled wryly and said, "The power of the gods is not something we can imagine. Shiloh could read the Book of Shiloh through the eyes of his followers. We can only see a drop of water, and Shiloh will see the whole sea! Although his divine power is vast, it cannot resist the impact of all the knowledge of the twelve main gods of the heavenly realm, so Shiloh's power begins to rise, and after showing unprecedented miracles, Shiloh disappears. It was also since then that the Elven Empire began to gradually decline. ”

"Oh, then Shiloh was destroyed?"

"No, Shiloh is immortal. I thought about it for hundreds of years, and I thought that the reason for his disappearance was that he was trapped in a special plane that was close to stationary in time, and only there did the power of the other place stop growing. ”

Speaking of this, Xiusi sighed and said heavily: "Strength must be matched by wisdom, and a force beyond the control of wisdom will always be a disaster, even Shiloh is no exception. ”

"But......" Eiffel asked, tapping on the last part of her armor, "Are all the true powers recorded in the Book of Shiloh?" didn't you just say that Sielo was a lie and a deception?"

This time, Xiusi smiled bitterly and said, "Because the biggest lie is the truth!"

Eiffel thought about it seriously this time, then quickly shook her head, as if to shake some poisonous thought out of her thoughts, and said, "I don't understand." ”

Xius smiled and said, "You can just listen to this, there is no need to understand." I've been idle for hundreds of years, and that's why I've always thought of something useless. Hey. Eiffel, what are you doing?"

At this time, Eiffel had already made a full set of armor pieces, and took out a large strip of frost silver, and began to beat it. After a few hammers, the rudiments of a longbow appeared.

"I'm building myself a fitting outfit! Otherwise, what will I do to fight on Judgment Day?"

"Judgment Day?" said Theseus, frowning, "If Judgment Day does come." Then this war is hopeless, and it is the same with or without you. Why don't you leave this plane? With your current abilities, it is not impossible to find a new plane of survival. ”

Eiffel's forehead was full of large beads of sweat, she put down the work in her hand, pulled up her long pale blonde hair, tied a ponytail at the back of her head, and then stared at Hughes, and said lightly: "Can't you do things that are hopeless?

Hughes smiled. "That's true. ”

Eiffel got back to work. She suddenly sighed softly, and there was a hint of melancholy in the voice of this elf girl, who had always been cheerful and optimistic, and never knew what melancholy was: "Anyway, he can't leave, what's the point of me leaving alone?"

The scenery of the secret place is endless, and although it is beautiful, if you see it too much, your heart will gradually become tired.

Barely having to look out the window, Augustus knew that it must be a blood-red sunset outside. The evening scene of the secret realm is flawless, and you can't see such a pure and beautiful sunset anywhere on the mainland. However, any change in this sunset was already in Augustus' mind. He even knew that in a few moments, the sky would be a very bright yellow, and the clouds would stretch into a thin veil of light veil, and then in the sun, the theme of purple, red, and yellow would change constantly. And tomorrow morning, there will be faint clouds in the sky. When the morning sun rises, the wind washes away the clouds, giving the secret realm a clear blue sky.

Augustus' breathing was a little heavier. In an instant, he felt that he was almost insane! This endless repetition turned out to be such a terrible punishment! He remembered deeply the days when he fought on the mainland. The continent is incomplete, and there is no place where the scenery can be more magnificent than the secret land.

However, the continent is even more unknown.

Augustus could watch the sunset and the moon rise with anticipation, watch the wind shake through the trees, and he could not predict the next moment. For the Blood Angels, every unknown change is so exciting.

Outside the window, as I remembered, there was a suffocatingly beautiful bright yellow. But it's so beautiful. In the eyes of Augustus. Just a little spark was enough to ignite all the anger in his heart.

Augustus's fists clenched imperceptibly.

"O Augustus. It's not a good thing that your mind is restless. ”

The voice was old, weak, and intermittent, but in the ears of the blood angel, it was like a thunderclap! In the face of this thunder, the world was completely silent, so silent that there was no sound!

The Blood Angel was frightened, hurriedly calmed down the surging irritability in his heart, and said respectfully: "I don't know what's going on, I've run out of patience lately, and it's becoming more and more difficult to endure the endless repetition. But don't worry, I'll get over the emotional turmoil. This body has already been conquered by me, and it will not cause me any problems in the future. ”

The sunset shines softly on the Pope through the high floor-to-ceiling windows. He was almost half-reclined in a high-backed chair, looking languishing. At this moment, it seems that this old man, who holds almost the highest authority in the entire continent, is no different from the old people who sit at the door of their homes in the evening and quietly enjoy the sunset in the southern seaside towns.

Like this twilight, they waited peacefully and calmly for the night to come.

"Beautiful things are still beautiful no matter how much they are repeated. Augustus, your irritability is not because of your body, but because your mind has changed. ”

In the deepest part of Augustus's soul, a chill slowly appeared, it was a bone-chilling cold! His voice was still calm, and he said, "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you mean. ”

The Pope moved his body, and even such a simple movement made his breathing heavy, so his words were also a little interrupted: "Augustus, from the day you were reincarnated in this plane, your fate has been sealed. The difference. It's just a little earlier and a little later. ”

Augustus said respectfully, "Yes. Whether we are reincarnated or descended, we are all branded with the traces of this plane. Therefore, when the Day of Judgment comes, we will also be washed away, restored to the energy of our original source, and returned to the glory of the heavenly realm. Angels are servants of the gods, this is our destiny and our glory. ”

"Glory......" the Pope sighed lowly. "Every being has a different understanding of glory. Looks like your belief in glory is changing!"

This time Augustus was silent. There was a slight twitch in his fingertips. This is completely unimaginable for the powerful blood angel. However, the waves in his heart were too fierce, and they had already shattered all his mental defenses, so where could he care about controlling his external body?

What to do?

Augustus asked himself repeatedly, and in his mind, the question quickly turned into a shout!

Hands-on?

He was asking himself again.

But the answer is very obvious, the Pope who can freely use the Great Prophecy is the incarnation of the Lord God in the world. And the brilliance of the angels comes from the gods. Once Augustus made his move, the pope, who seemed to be in danger of sleeping at any time, might be able to strip him of all his brilliance with a slight thought.

Just like Opirok back then.

Augustus's heart suddenly swelled up with a wave of weakness, and he let go of the hand he had unconsciously clenched, and said calmly: "Yes, Your Majesty. I was confused, irritated, and even terrified because my concept of glory might have changed. I know I'm turning my back on the gods, punish me. I am willing to return to the heavenly realm. ”

The Pope smiled, and the laughter led to a violent cough, and only when his wheezing had subsided a little did he say, "Judgment Day is coming, punishment or reward, that is the right of the gods." What we can do. Just choose and wait. O Augustus, choice is both right and courage. Go ahead, we don't need to do anything anymore. You just have some time to think about it for yourself. ”

Augustus said yes and turned to leave the papal prayer room. The moment he opened the door, his hand paused.

Augustus suddenly realized that since coming to this plane, thinking had been the least thing he had done.

The door opened.

Not pulled away by Augustus. It opens on its own. Appeared behind the door. It's Rogge.

At this moment, Augustus and Rogge looked at each other. It's just that the two are very indifferent to each other's existence. didn't greet him, didn't even say hello, and passed by.

Walked out of the door, walked in outside the door.

The door to the prayer room was closed. Augustus was the only one left in the deep corridor, and the sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the empty Great Temple of Light, and at this moment, Augustus suddenly had the illusion that the whole world was left with him.

An inexplicable emotion arose in the heart of the Blood Angel, which was loneliness and hesitation. At this time, he remembered the calmness, firmness and persistence he saw in Rogge's eyes when he first met him.

That's something he doesn't have.

The Blood Angel quickened his pace and quickly left the unbearable corridor.

The prayer room was lit up by the sunset. Rogge stood beside the Pope, one old and one young quietly watching the sunset, until the half of the red sun quietly sank into the distant mountains.

The Pope stared at the last rays of the sky and asked slowly, "Did you just give up on her salvation?"

Rogge said: "Compared with the salvation of the heavenly realm, I think this ending is more suitable for her. ”

"But this is a rare opportunity! You have sabotaged the mission of the Lord of War, Setanistolia, in the realms of the Demon Realm, in exchange for a chance for Isaac's redemption. I think you know the price. Wouldn't it be a shame to give up like that?"

Rogge said indifferently: "Of course I know the price. In this action, I have actually betrayed the heavenly realm and turned my back on the splendor of Setanistolia, so I am bound to be destroyed. And I have the brilliance of Dismason himself, and no matter where I flee, I can't escape the tracking of the heavens. But as long as I can untie the shackles on her. I think it's worth it. ”

The afterglow faded, and the prayer room dimmed.

After a long time, the Pope in the darkness broke the silence in the prayer room and said, "Rogge, you have indeed turned your back on the glory of the heavenly realm and committed a great sin. But this is not irreparable, and your piety, Lord of Destruction, knows it well. If you can have the help of Isaac, the Redeemer, then your sins can be cleansed and you can still be redeemed. ”

Rogge was silent for a while before he said, "No need. ”

"This is your last chance. ”

Rogge smiled and said, "I know." But I also know that she is very proud, and she must not want to see me exist under the glory of the heavenly realm. Although she can't come back now, I will do everything she wanted to do. ”

With that, Rogge turned and walked outside the prayer room.

"Where are you going?"

"Chichinako Mountains. ”

In the darkness, the Pope slowly turned his head, looked at the door that had been quietly closed, sighed heavily, and said to himself: "This child is becoming more and more like Rodriguez......".

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