In the Holy See of Light, the Word, the Psalms, and the Chant are collectively known as the "Three Commandments of the Saints."

When all three appear at the same time and in the same place, it proves that at least one noble god has come in person. Considering the current situation, coupled with the white thorn petals scattered all over the sky, its identity is self-explanatory.

"Sure enough," Allegri heard Barnalgomo mutter, amid the burning sound of the flames, "and it's not just the power of the light, but the will of the god of light...... But what part of it is exactly?"

Allegri didn't know much about what he said, so he could only ask blankly, "My lord, what does this mean?"

"The priesthood can only be deposed layer by layer, but it cannot be taken lightly," the King of the Fire Demon didn't pay any attention to him, still muttering to himself, "The other two, whether it is a godhead or a divine soul, all contain the will of God...... It's really surprising that the God of Light has fallen to such a state. ”

Allegri froze in the middle of the circle, his giant face turned into a raging flame, enveloping him, constantly compressing the control range of the light and holy power. At the same time, Barnalgomo's voice sounded out of thin air, still clearly recognizable in the solemn and magnificent "Three Commandments of the Saints".

"Godhead, Godhead?" Allegri repeated the unfamiliar terms, not knowing what it had to do with the light and divine power in his body.

"The old man never told you?" seemed to be a heavy burden to the confrontation with that force, and Banargomo still had the leisure to chat with him.

"What else does the teacher know?" Allegri quickly recalled, but in the end he found nothing. Whenever he talked about the gods, Herseus was more angry or disgusted than substantive.

"Nonsense, when it comes to understanding the gods, there is no one else in the world. He didn't know his teacher so well, the King of the Fire Demon seemed to be quite dissatisfied, and a rumbling voice came from all directions, "Back then, he even imitated a junior godhead for himself and coaxed many foolish people. Do you think he knows that?"

Allegri replied resignedly, still not knowing what the hell Godhead was.

"The so-called godhead is a tool used by the gods to accept and respond to faith," the next action still needs his cooperation, and Barnalgomo can only patiently introduce him, "At the same time, the power carried in the faith will also be temporarily stored in it, so to speak." The Godhead is the source of the power of a god......"

"You mean, the Godhead of the Lord of Light is inside me?" Allegri, who barely knew anything about it, interjected.

"It may be a divine soul, but that is very unlikely," Barnalgomo continued, "the divine soul is the main body of the consciousness of the divine self, and it also contains the pure divine power of its origin. How could it be so lightly handed over to you?"

"But as adults say, Godhead is also important, isn't it?" Allegri asked cautiously. The ritual was so important to him that all the details had to be figured out, "and I don't think that should be used as a basis for judgment." ”

"Since you say so, I'll make sure. The Fire Demon King smiled a little maliciously, and a black-red luster shone from the flames around him.

Suddenly. A finger-thick flame tentacle stood up flexibly, and then penetrated straight into his top heart with lightning speed.

Splitting headaches.

It's like having a red-hot soldering iron stirring quickly in your head.

It was a pain that carried an infinite burning sensation. Allegri couldn't help but cry out. Even the soul twitched subconsciously, as if it wanted to break away from its original shell.

In the vague consciousness, fragments of fragmented memories rolled in vain over the sea of souls. But in any case, he couldn't piece them together.

It was a long time before Allegri slowly came to his senses, and he was covered in sweat and collapsed on the ground......

Hey, what about the ground?

It was only at this time that Allegri was stunned to find that he was actually suspended in mid-air, and not far from his feet was the boiling tide of holy light.

It's exactly the same as the scene in the sea of souls.

But when he struggled to look up, it was not the bright sky in the sea of souls, it was still the semicircular demonic circle. The red, hot magma flowed slowly, isolating a fully enclosed bowl-shaped space.

At this moment, the original hemispherical space is completed into a perfect spherical shape. Half from the soul, half from reality.

And he was in the middle of the demon circle and the sea of holy light, at the junction of soul and reality.

"The reaction is stupid, completely instinctive, and there is no doubt that he is the godhead of the god of light," Barnalgomo's indifferent voice sounded again, and his tone was unquestionable, "and depending on the situation, this godhead has been completely stripped off......"

"Lord Banargomo. Allegri, who was at a loss, suddenly let out a sigh of relief. He was so weak that he couldn't even move a finger, so he could only barely turn his head sideways, looking at the Fire Demon King who had regained his human form as if asking for help.

"I don't know who it is, there is such a big deal, it seems that the collective disappearance of the gods two thousand years ago, there is another hidden ......" Banargomo volleyed in the air, his long hair fluttering, and his clothes fluttering. He glanced at Allegri and frowned slightly, "Haven't you recovered your control over your body yet?"

"I'm recovering but I don't have the strength to move," Allegri still didn't know what kind of situation he was in, so he could only ask in a whisper, "My lord, where is this?"

"Can't you see?" the Fire Demon King waved his hand, not answering directly. He looked down at the surging tide of holy light, and subconsciously rubbed his hands, and the black and red sparks flickered and disappeared in the palms of his hands as white as jade.

Allegri, of course, knew that the sight beneath his feet was the sea of his soul. But why the two of them appeared here, and why there was a magma flowing sky above their heads, they were still full of doubts.

"It is worthy of being the godhead of the God of Light, and he is quite smart, and he knows how to gather all the forces together, so as not to be broken by each one," Barnalgomo's attention was completely fixed on the sea of holy light below, and only after commenting did he deduce, "Then the next step should be the manifestation of the godhead and fight me to the death, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the "Three Commandments of the Saints", which was already inaudible around them, became high again.

On the surface of the sea, a male god dressed in white like snow stepped out of the waves, taking off step by step.

Its facial features were as flawless as a statue, his expression was calm and indifferent, and he held a longsword of holy flame that spewed light, and the blade was none other than Banargomo, the king of fire demons. (To be continued......)

PS: (First update, 2000 words.) ）