Ryan donned the Cloak of the Mystic Merchant, the top-of-the-line Void Cloak that Andrew had rented from the Kryptonite Shop, and they were perfectly hidden from entering the Imperial City without any obstacles.

In addition, as Ryan had perceived before, although the Imperial City was prosperous, there was not a single pedestrian on the bright streets of the city. The streets were empty and lonely, even the wind was forbidden, and the city was beautifully decorated for tomorrow, with only light barriers on both sides of the gates, and not a single soldier guarding them.

The stealthy Ryan held the staff in his hand, followed the map sent by the system to the astrological tower, and said in Andrew's mind through the prop: "Even though I have sensed it when Phrothia was destroyed just now, it is too quiet. ”

"A large, lonely empty city, which no longer seems to have any breath of a living person."

Andrew followed Ryan's side, his eyes under the hood looked at the towering castle in the center, and the equally gorgeous Temple of Light, and replied in a low voice in Ryan's head: "All life in the Imperial City, whether human or foreign, and the clergy who trust the Pope, seem to be imprisoned in the house at this moment. ”

Andrew: "These houses have a light barrier to keep others out of access. I heard many steady breaths, and they must have been forced into a deep sleep, peacefully waiting for tomorrow's ritual to begin. ”

"I perceive the same situation as you. Even though they were 'alive' on the surface, they were no longer indistinguishable from death, and everything in the central imperial city had become sacrifices. ”

Ryan lowered his voice and cautiously observed the distance, and at the same time released a number of highly concealed scout puppets, "Everything here has hidden traps, let's go directly to the astrological tower." ”

"Okay."

Andrew followed the trajectory of Ryan's actions, saw a faint flame dancing in the Temple of Light, and asked in a calm voice: "Do you want to start a war in advance?" ”

Andrew: "I can vaguely feel that the Pope seems to be in pain at the moment, but his strength is also increasing in this pain, and something is strengthening his soul. ”

"What you perceive should be evil...... Wait a little longer. ”

Ryan, "Waiting to be reunited with that friend of ours will surely allow me to make a more accurate choice." ”

Ryan's eyes closed and then opened, and his eyes could see many different trajectories of 'lines': "At least for this moment I have determined that the night is the time when the Pope is at his weakest, and now he and the lies in his heart are the easiest to purify, and this is our opportunity. ”

The moment he stepped into the Imperial City, Ryan sensed a new secret.

The gods of fate do not guide the future, and the dawn is about to descend on all those who look forward to peace.

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There are multiple stone carvings in each street of the central imperial city, all of which are in various forms, holding a holy ball of light in multiple different postures, so that the imperial city is still bright at night, and only the road leading to the astrological tower is dimly lit.

The road leading to the tower is very secretive and there are few traces of people passing through. On both sides are tall giant trees with silver-white bodies and leaves like ice and snow, which are surrounded by towers that cannot be seen when they are outside the castle and can only be detected when they get closer, and are more than a kilometer high, as if they can reach the sky.

The outer walls of the tower resemble ice crystals, emitting the light of the moon and stars, and there is a platform on top of the vertical tower, and both Ryan and Andrew can faintly see the figure on the tower.

The vaguely discernible figure was dressed in a white robe, and the light surrounding him was a sacredness that the Pope could never have.

Of all the things in the central imperial city, only the astrological tower is surrounded by no light barrier, and it is not shrouded by the light of the Pope. Even without the protection of the Pope's magic, the tower was not damaged by the meteor.

There is a calming fluctuation hidden around the tower, and both Ryan and Andrew have a sense of relaxation. The props work so that they can see each other, and Ryan nods to Andrew, then flies to the door that looks like a wall of light under the astrological tower with his staff.

The closed door blurred as Ryan and Andrew approached, turning into a real entrance.

Ryan and Andrew entered the stargazing tower from the Gate of Light at the same time, and the moment they entered the tower, it seemed to cross time and space, and the two of them were surrounded by an illusory and dreamlike sea of stars at the same time. After that, a small broken bridge of light condensed appeared in front of Ryan, less than ten meters away, and an illusory light teleportation array hung in the air at the end.

The broken bridge is surrounded by white clouds that seem to be real, the light and sacredness in the astrological tower, Ryan and Andrew maintain a posture of not completely invisible, and walk towards the end of the broken bridge with their feet on the white clouds.

As Ryan and Andrew passed, holy lotus of light bloomed into the clouds one after another, and the hymns of the holy angels came from the golden stamens, as if to welcome them.

Until Ryan's fingertips touched the teleportation array, and then he disappeared from the broken bridge with Andrew. By the time their eyes returned to light, Ryan and Andrew had reached the top of the astrological tower.

The ground at the top of the tower seems to be soft with white clouds, and the bright moon in the sky shines like a gauze mist, enveloping the top of the astrological tower.

Countless dream-like, brilliant golden lotus flowers grow in the clouds, gently swaying with the evening breeze, releasing a fresh floral fragrance.

I saw under the tower that a man in a white robe was standing in front of the starlight fence, his sacred eyes containing the most sincere emotions, waiting for the friends who came.

When Ryan and Andrew enter this 'astrological tower', the future of fate is hazy and real, like a rootless tree growing in the heavens and the earth, and the branches are the direction of countless futures, only one branch is shining brightly.

The trees around the astrological tower sway gently without the wind, releasing the purest dreams towards the sky.

The light of the stars and the moon has become the most secret barrier, and the Pope, who is now merging with evil, cannot see the top of the tower, nor does he have the tendency to discover the trajectory of fate.

It's not visible here, it's a space outside the rules. ’

There is someone talking in the fragrance of flowers that relaxes the soul, and the voice is as warm as the light shining brightly. So Ryan lifted his stealth posture, stepped lightly on the white clouds, and looked at the light of the starry sky to condense into a friend by the fence.

The other party also turned around at this moment and made eye contact with Ryan, who could clearly see the other party's face.

This was an extremely handsome, holy and pure young man, and when he saw Ryan and Andrew, he immediately stepped on the clouds and approached them. The white-robed descendant of the god has long pure golden hair and light golden pupils, similar to the brilliance of the sun but not dazzling, extremely natural and harmonious.

Under the glow of his blonde hair, his skin became more and more fair and delicate, and his whole body was surrounded by a layer of bright light. Those deep eyes contain the kindness of love for all, and the handsome countenance is sacred and righteous.

The blonde friend stopped in front of Ryan in an instant, a step away. He didn't have any sense of danger or vigilance, and even Andrew only raised his hand slightly and then slowly lowered it.

The young man with blond hair looked at Ryan quietly, and after a few seconds, he looked at Andrew beside him, raised his foot and slowly took a half step back, bowed his head slightly and whispered, "Long time no see, my friend...... My name at this moment is Light. ”

Ryan's eyes were gentle: "Long time no see." ”

Andrew also bowed slightly.

"Due to the limitations of the rules...... Before the end of evil...... I can only see you once at this moment. ”

The light looked at Ryan again, and his voice was like a swaying dream lotus, "Darkness is coming, and the time of destiny is coming...... I think you should be aware of it. ”

Ryan closed his hands, his voice equally ethereal and dreamy, "The stars have shown me the trajectory of the future, and we are the victors." ”

"You're right." A smile was printed on the eyes of the light, and even the stars and the moon were even brighter because of him at this moment, "We will be the winners, this is the future that must and will happen." ”

"We had a short time...... Evil has changed its original plan, and he is speeding up his devouring. ”

Light stopped smiling, his golden eyes stared at Ryan, and he closed his hands and parted them as he handed him a golden dream lotus, "My most respected friend, everything you have entrusted me with is here. The God-Eater Sacrifice has been ...... We will pray for your return of the dawn. ”

Chapter 619

When the trees around the tower stopped swaying and quietly absorbed the light of the falling stars, Ryan and Andrew had left the tower together. Make a better plan and use props to inform Orn and several important war leaders of the Alliance.

The consciousness of the sacrifice, which had been slumbered by the evil ritual, was being lost, and a violent roar suddenly erupted in the silent central imperial city.

Stopping to look at the ruins of Phrothrosia, the Pope, who hastened to merge with evil, opened his eyes at the sound and felt the barrier of light touched.

The beast's head connected to the Pope's body stopped biting at the flesh, and the left eye of death and the right eye of the lie were both staring at the same place, and the blood that had been left of the Pope's body flowed from its slightly open mouth, revealing twelve cursed fangs, and the beast's mouth, covered with long black hair, closed up and down, making a strange sound like biting bones.

The Pope raised his left hand, and the divine apparition behind him placed a copy of the Codex in his palm.

The Pope opened the Codex in the middle with the mutilated index finger of his right hand, and a golden glow condensed an illusion over the Codex, allowing him to see everything that was happening outside in the temple—

The sound of movement came from the entrance to the central square, where the wall of the Imperial City adjacent to Phrothrosia had cracked.

In the clearest and most intuitive image of the Phantom of Light, a sword of the brave with the element of pure light attached to it is now being held with one hand by Camos, who has a black cloak behind him.

"Whew!"

The dragon of earth roared and roared, and Camos, chosen by the gods, raised the sword of the brave and slashed at the gates of the imperial city with all his might.

With the roar of the sword, the sky was like lightning, and the dazzling light flashed in the dark night sky, brilliant and awe-inspiring.

The Sword of the Brave is attached to the gift of the gods and has the sharpest divine blessing in the world.

With the full force of Camos, the Sword of Courage cleaved the sturdy Light Barrier, and Sarad's Dragon's Breath Storm prevented the barrier from healing.

"May there be light—"

In the bard's rousing war song, Andrea, also disguised as a Light Saint, raises her staff and gathers the Will of Light, chanting in unison with Padraic and the other Light Mages, condensing the true holy light into a giant arrow of light.

"Please be guided by me—"

Under the bright stars, Wind Mages such as Astor and Frankino also raised their staffs and channeled the evening breeze into a giant longbow of the breeze.

Musel whispered silently, and Hürzel, who stepped on the shell, blew the conch of the tide, churning the phantom foam and blending with the current, connecting a string of the phantom sea to the longbow of the breeze.

"May the Light be eternal—"

Guided by Isidore, the arrow of light is bound to the string by his invisible will.

Mussell raised his staff slightly, and the strings of the water tightened.

In Isidore's gaze, as his staff pressed down, the arrows of light flew off the string, piercing into the dragon's breath with the will of all.

The arrow of light pierced through the barrier of light with the power of thunder, and in the expectant gaze of everyone, the arrow of light smashed through the gates and walls of the central imperial city. And continued to accelerate in the storm, guided by Isidore's will, shooting straight towards the location of the Temple of Light.

The moment the arrow of light destroyed the city gate, Orn immediately raised the staff in his hand, and his red hair flew like flames.

Orn's burning pupils gazed into the temple of light, and he declared a war with a high will to war, "The Pope has fallen into evil, and the king who controls the royal city, his cruelty will devour everything in order to achieve his ambition to become a god." Now that the barrier of light has been broken, we will definitely stop the Pope's evil plan and restore true peace on the continent! ”

The moment Orn's words fell, Aroline's fingertips flicked the edge of her magic cap, and with the release of her magic power, the lava hot flame magic array suspended above the Temple of Light

The swirling magic circle expanded to a thousand meters, and the mages of the flames chanted along with Arorin.

Controlled by Isidore's consciousness, the Arrows of Light not only destroyed the streets of the Imperial City, but also destroyed all hidden magical barriers.

The storm caused the Arrow of Light to sped up, but it was only a matter of seconds before it reached the Temple of Light. The magic array suspended in the air stopped spinning, and swooped into the sky to form a fiery phoenix formed by thousands of flames, followed by an even greater number of flame dragons.

Due to the items purchased in Orlan, the phoenix and dragon forms condensed by the fire element are extremely real, and they maintain the same frequency as the arrow of holy light on the ground, and attack towards the Temple of Light together.

Not only that, but when the magic array was condensed, Ou En had already turned into flames, leading the professionals of the Fire City to rush into the Imperial City first.

Charles, Yastor and others, who fused with the wind, followed closely behind, including 'Ryan' and 'Andrew' in the crowd.

Everyone is working together at this moment, aiming for the Temple of Light.

They will slay the Pope and the God of Lies tonight, purify their evil ambitions, and return true light to the continent, praying for the restoration and continuation of the peace of a thousand years ago.

The phantom barrier of light condensed projected everything, and the Pope in the Temple of Light stared indifferently, and the beast with its neck on the Pope's flank opened its mouth and spit out a long black letter in the shape of a snake, revealing an extremely strange smile.

On the other side of the Pope's waist and abdomen, parasitic in his flesh, a plant resembling a man-eating flower cracked, revealing a human head with closed eyes in the stamens.

Devouring enough life has made the incarnation of light born consciousness, the incarnation with the same face as the Pope leans forward, opens arms that are almost assimilated with the light and embraces the Pope from behind, eyes full of 'divinity' look at the Pope's bleeding side face, with the eyes of the Pope's body, staring at the falling phoenix and dragon in the screen of the Holy Light, and asks in a sacred and gentle voice: "Do you want me to eat them?" ”

"You can't leave at this moment, the ritual isn't complete yet-"

The voice of the incarnate of the Holy Light paused, "The companion who is parasitic in my belly is screaming, and he says that there is something delicious in the crowd...... If we can devour him, we can give up many sacrifices. ”

The Pope collected the blood from his face and poured it into the mouth of the beast's head, raising the code in his hand slightly, and the light in the temple was guided by his will.

The Pope looked at the light curtain with his eyes and asked calmly: "Who does the smell of delicious food refer to?" ”

"It's him." The incarnation of light raised his right hand slightly, he wanted to point to the light curtain, but finally moved to his abdomen, slowly shook his head, and said, "The delicious taste is gone, and the sound is so noisy...... He was angry and I was hungry. ”

"There should be a death to sanction their morale, there should be no war in the Temple of Light tonight, I hope it will be the dawn."

The head of the beast was silenced by the blood of the Pope, whose fingertips flipped the pages of the Codex of Light. The human head in the stamen on his waist opened its mouth and spat out a ball of light surrounded by petals.

The Pope stared at the light curtain with a cold gaze and whispered to the avatar who embraced him, "Until then, I will prepare enough food for you." ”

The eyes of the embodiment of light are benevolent," they ...... Very strong. ”

"It's okay." Pope, "The night is about to pass, and the light is not long coming." ”