Is this heavenly chant really coming from your own mouth?

The long-haired white-robed girl couldn't help muttering to herself, and the chant faintly heard in the air was majestic and passionate, full of joyful power.

If the song is really sung by itself, why do you have a sense of powerlessness from prostration?

Vaguely, the guards of the Cathedral of Cotia were besieging a man in black, oh no...... It seemed to be the man in black besieging the soldiers of the Guardians. His body was filled with a disgusting shadow power, although he had been suppressed by the holy light in the sky at this time, but the power of pure martial arts actually killed in and out of hundreds of people, unharmed.

However, his countenance ...... Seems familiar?

She wanted to see, but she couldn't, because her vision was hazy.

The sky was hazy, the earth was hazy, countless points of light between heaven and earth were flickering endlessly, slowly falling, and the brightest mass was dozens of steps away in front of him.

It was the blazing flame of light, and it was also the source of the power of the hymn that he was unleashing.

So, who are those two people near the Holy Flame?

One of them was bending his bow and arrow, seemingly aiming at the body dangling above the flames. She knew that it was Eren the God Faller, who was being punished by the gods, could this person have any grudge against him?

But her gaze quickly shifted to the other person's hand, the pure white flame, what was it...... Why does it look exactly like the Supreme Flame?

What do they want to do?

"Stop!" a shout came from the other corner of the square, and the young archbishop with blond hair and white robes hurried from the path on the northern slope of the Palatine hills, and at a glance he saw two sneaky figures on the stone platform.

"Leave him alone. With no affection for him, Allegri glanced at him and snorted coldly. Turning his head, he was about to tell Illo to do it.

Innedir was anxious, these two people were not members of the Holy See, and they must have bad intentions to be able to sneak here. Now, he didn't recognize Allegri with the "trick mask", and Illo was facing away from him. For a moment, he didn't care.

Seeing that the two of them ignored his words, Innedir stepped forward and waved it in his hand, and several holy rays of light were already shooting away.

Allegri was still trying his best to maintain the "flame glove" in his hand, which was naturally not a heavy burden for him, but the problem was that he couldn't pull out for a moment to keep the ever-changing miniature structure of the flame from being destroyed.

Illo observed his words, and knew that Allegri did not have time to shoot, and shot a few arrows in a row. Under the fierce impact of the Mithril arrows surrounded by golden energy, those holy rays of light were shattered out of thin air.

Arrows alone negate the attack you unleashed with all your might?

Innedil was slightly stunned, looked at it carefully for a moment, and couldn't help but say to himself, "Are you ...... Illo?"

So, next to Allegri?

His gaze turned, but it was very unfamiliar. But what about the pure white flame in the man's hand?

Yet at this moment. In the other corner of the square, there were shouts of killing.

Innedir hurriedly turned his head to look, but he couldn't help but be more surprised in his heart.

"West...... Silves?"

Today. What day is it?

On the stone platform.

Seeing that Innedir was stunned, Illo hurriedly turned around and glanced at Allegri, and the bone bow "Soul Hunter" slowly pulled away and charged.

The energy surged, and the carved Mithril arrows flashed like silver lightning.

The arrow shot into the transparent air, but it seemed to hit something intangible. With a thud of shattering, the body hanging above the Bright Holy Flame shook slightly, and fell with a bang.

At the same time, Allegri saw the right moment and closed his eyes. Suddenly stretched out his hand into the fire.

Pure white flames wrapped around his hand, penetrating deep into another pure white flame.

Time seems to stand still.

Hot.

It's hot.

His left hand reached into the Flame of Light, and before he could touch Ellen's body, he felt a surging heat rush from his hand into his body, and the intense burning sensation made him have a splitting headache and faint.

Allegri finally knew what kind of mental journey barbecue was.

Bearing the pain, he trembled and continued to reach out to grab it.

Empty.

He saw the body fall with his own eyes, and he still reached out after aiming, but now, what about people?

He opened his eyes slightly, dumbfounded.

Between heaven and earth, there is a clear sky.

Above the blue sky, there are white clouds, and there are holy light paths, rippling endlessly.

The tearing burning sensation in the body gradually subsided, and unconsciously transformed into warm air currents circulating in the body. At this time, he actually had a comfortable feeling of soaking in the hot spring water, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just now, it was like scorching and struggling on the flames, but now that the pain is gone, it's really relaxing.

Allegri finally relented and took a closer look at his situation.

It seems that I am still in the square of the Cathedral of Cotia, but it should not be.

Under his feet are still pieces of white stone slabs, paved neatly and neatly, extending outward infinitely. But the difference is that there are no singing girls in this square, there are no silver sands, and even Illo next to him doesn't know where he has gone.

He was standing on an ordinary white slab that looked exactly like the thousands of pieces around him.

Yes, thousands.

His gaze became more and more astonished, and in every direction around him, there were white stone slabs that could not be seen at a distance, and he seemed to be standing in the middle of these stone slabs.

Like an endless chessboard, infinitely extended, you will feel dizzy after watching it for a long time.

What the hell is this place?

Allegri subconsciously took a few steps forward, and when he looked around, he still looked like he was standing in the middle of all the stones.

There was a sudden sense of fear in his heart.

At the same time, it also feels a little familiar.

If you ignore the white stone floor and replace the rippling holy light around you with a green mist, then. It's really like the "Emerald Dream" I've ever entered.

Is it another dream here, and whose dream is it?

He frowned and thought for a moment, thinking back to the steps he had taken to get out of the predicament, and slowly released a trace of spiritual power. For a magician, the importance of mental power is self-evident. He didn't dare to expect that he would be as lucky as in "Emerald Dream", so he only released a little temptation.

This caution made him rejoice afterwards.

That trace of spiritual power leaned out of the body slightly, and under the scorching holy light, it was like snow slowly melting under the scorching sun, and soon disappeared completely.

This hellish place is completely different from the "Jade Dream".

Allegri frowned, tilted his head slightly, the sky was blue, and the clouds were full of clouds. The holy light of the Dao Dao is stirring endlessly, and the scenery is majestic and magnificent to the extreme.

But if you look closely, the white clouds are like pure white bright flames, slowly fluttering in the air.

One, two...... Allegri counted silently in his heart, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised that the "Holy Flame of Light", which was regarded as the supreme holy relic by the Holy See of Light. Is there so much of it here?

What the hell is this place?

Once the spiritual power is released, it will be dissolved by the Holy Light. This left Allegri feeling at a loss. He walked and ran, in any direction without stopping, but when he stopped, he found himself still standing in the middle of the space.

At the end of the day, Allegri began to shout loudly. Singing out of tune, but still no response.

Finally, he stopped weakly and sat down on the stone slab, and there was silence and silence around him. Only the Dao Holy Light swayed down.

It seemed that a long, long time had passed, and there was still no change around him, and the feeling of loneliness made him feel inexplicably empty in his heart.

In this space, he didn't seem to feel the slightest tiredness, nor did he feel any hunger, but the emptiness in his heart couldn't make up for it.

Is your body also transferred? Or is it only your soul?

What is Illo doing now, and what is the situation in the square?

Allegri lay flat on the stone slab, staring blankly at the sky, his thoughts fluttering in a daze, but he had no clue.

In the square, there was chaos.

On the other side, after discovering Silves, Innedir's attention was immediately drawn to the past, and he had no time to pay attention to the situation on the stone platform for the time being, so he turned around and gave a loud order, and began to direct the soldiers of the escort army to fight with Silves.

At this time, more soldiers had already rushed up from under the hills, and under the dispatch of Innedir, they actually stopped this legendary warrior in the local area.

Silves sneered slightly, and the "Demon Hunter" double-edged whirlwind like a butterfly. The holy light in the sky suppressed the shadow power in his body, which made him very uncomfortable, especially not being able to shadow his body, which greatly reduced his speed. This is a huge loss of strength for an agile warrior.

But even so, he was still in control of the situation. The swarm of soldiers temporarily entangled his progress, but he remained unscathed, as if he were strolling leisurely.

He even had time to look at the situation in the square, and when he saw the deep pain on the saint's face, he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

However, when his attention swept over the stone platform where the Bright Flame was placed, he couldn't help but stare at it.

The half-elf shot an arrow to break the magic chain, Ellen's body fell into flames, and the middle-aged warrior next to him reached out and tried to grab it.

What do these two people want to do?

Stealing corpses, or trying to do Ellen badly?

Staring at the familiar face in the flames, his gaze couldn't help but be a little trance-like, Ellen Elendil, the former "Shield of Light", was also his martial arts teacher when he was young.

He is also one of the three people who have the greatest influence on him in this world.

In a trance, a long sword took the opportunity to slash through his body, leaving a shallow blood groove.

He woke up in shock, and the sword light in his hand suddenly burst out, and the corpse blood splattered in the scream.

"Stop!" he shouted, putting away his playfulness, and in an instant, he smashed the line of defense that Innedir had painstakingly constructed, and rushed straight towards the stone platform. (To be continued......)

PS: (Double watch, I'm really busy)