Imoles touched the somewhat cold and hard throne, and his thoughts came and went for a while, and he couldn't stop at all.

The crystal dome above reflects the early morning sun, and the color is a little whitish, not dazzling, and has a hazy beauty.

Imoles had been here here under the leadership of the former king Besoffara very often, but it was enough for him to have a rather profound image. Now it is his turn to become the protagonist here, just like the sages, and there is no trace of the pride of the original enthusiasm and dedication to the prosperity of the dynasty.

Regret it?

Imoraes has no answer to this question either.

But now he couldn't feel the warmth that the sun was supposed to carry.

At this time, the hand is warm.

Turning his head, Imoles saw the warm pupils of his eyes.

Looking downward, a delicate necklace was worn around the neck of a fine porcelain, as white as fine porcelain. Compared to the ornaments used in the court, there is nothing special about this chain, but Hirgis still chose this necklace, and Imoles knows why, this is because this necklace was purchased in a jewelry store yesterday when the two of them were in disguise in the city, and this is also the first and most important thing he bought for Hilgis in disguise.

Thinking of this, Imoles held his queen's hand tightly, his eyes fixed on this familiar face, full of greed, and he did not want to miss every minute.

It's just that there will be a time when everything will come to an end.

"Your Majesty, it's ready. ”

The High Priestess's voice broke the silence and brought Imolaes back to his senses.

"Really?" Imoles muttered. After a moment, his eyes returned to clarity again. Turning to the guards surrounding the door, he gave the order, "Tabik, you go out with the people." Guard the door and don't let anyone in. ”

"I will do your will, Your Majesty. ”

The heavily armed guards knelt down on one knee, bowed solemnly to Imoles and Hirgist, stood up, and led the way out of the ceremonial hall.

The sound of iron armor clashing with neat footsteps quickly moved away, and soon the guards withdrew from the sacred hall.

"Ready to start. Imoles looked at the High Priest.

"As you wish, my king. ”

High Priest Bolton nodded, and a bell shook in his hand.

The crisp sound of bells echoed throughout the hall. Soon, a stone door opened, revealing a black corridor, and the two white-clothed priests pushed a crystal coffin with wheels to leave the corridor and enter the main hall.

The white-clothed priest pushed the crystal coffin to the edge of the stone bed in the center of the main hall, then opened the coffin, carefully moved the two human bodies inside, and placed them on the stone bed.

It was the corpses of a middle-aged man and a woman, though there was no sign of life. But the corpse still looked lifelike, as if it had fallen asleep, except for some pale and bloodless color.

Imolaes knew the two corpses, which he had seen in the portraits of the kings of the past. It was the fourteenth king of the Briggs dynasty and his queen, and the last Briggs king to perform an immortality ceremony.

Two white-clad priests set up the former king and his queen, and then saluted to Imoles and Hirgis. Pushing the crystal coffin back through the secret passage, he exited the hall.

Imoles looked at the ancestor on the stone bed and thought silently in his heart, "Maybe." This is the end of myself and Hilgith. ”

Thinking of this, the young king turned his head. Looking at the face of his queen beside him, he was still incomparably beautiful, as if he had met for the first time, and he was amazed.

"I'll be with you, forever. The queen's voice was soft, but with unmistakable firmness.

"Hmm. Imoles didn't dare to say a few more words, he was almost unable to control his voice, he didn't want Hirgis to hear the choking in his voice.

There were faint screams outside the door, which were incessant, but they did not attract the attention of the king and queen who were immersed in the realm of the two worlds.

Shortly after the screams had ended, hurried footsteps rang out at the entrance of the main hall.

The door of the temple was pushed open, and four black-clad priests walked in and came to the high priest, each holding a ritual vessel full of blood in both hands, respectfully placed it on the stone platform in front of the high priest, and then bowed and withdrew, and no one spoke in the whole process, full of a silent solemnity.

When there were only three people left in the hall again, the high priest Amberton spoke: "The blood sacrifice is complete, and the time is almost up, please sit down with Your Highness." ”

Amberton's voice was peaceful, but it was unusually harsh to Imoles' ears.

Imoles turned around sharply, anger had already taken over his face, and just as he was about to curse, there was some resistance in his hand, although it was slight, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds for Imoles, and the anger he was about to vent was suppressed again.

Hilgis shook her head slightly, smiled at Imoles, then let go of her hand, took a few steps back, turned around, and walked to her seat.

After a few moments, the two sat down, staring at each other across the stone bed in the middle, without saying anything, but they could feel each other's intentions without any obstacles.

"Your Majesty, it's rude. ”

Amberton stepped forward, came to Imoles, bowed, pressed something on the throne, and then metal rings popped out of the armrests and chair legs, tying Imolas's hands and feet tightly to the throne.

Saluting again, and stepping back, Amberton came to Hilgis and did the same thing again.

After arranging the two of them, Amberton began to insert the ritual vessel into the corresponding crystal statue, completing the last step before the ceremony began.

During this time, Imoles and Hilgis did not react, just looked at each other quietly, and could only accommodate each other in their worldly realm.

"The ceremony begins!"

With Amberton's announcement, the entire hall was filled with light, and countless phantoms swooped out from the crystal statue, encircling Imoles and Hilgis in the middle, spinning wildly.

"Hilgith!"

Imoles roared loudly.

On the other side, the beautiful queen smiled softly, her face was calm, and she closed her eyes quietly......

......

Bang!

"What a man!!"

A loud bang rang out at the same time as Amberton's exclamation, and Imoles, who had already begun to feel nothing, felt his soul return to his body again.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a large hole that had been broken on one side of the main hall, and Amberton had fallen in a pool of blood, convulsing from time to time.

In the midst of the dust and smoke, a majestic figure stepped out of the mist.

It was a man of an unknown age, with a serious face, two mustaches, and his hair tied into pigtails, looking young, but he would feel very old, and it was a very strange feeling.

"Hello, young king. I can't remember how many times I've repeated this scene, but I don't think you remember, but that's okay, out of politeness, I'll introduce myself again, although it will soon be meaningless. A strange smile appeared on the mysterious man's face, but his voice had no connection with his expression at all, cold as a machine, "I am Proptos, the gravedigger of the Briggs dynasty, the founder of a new era, and the only god of all mankind in the future. ”

"It turns out that he is still a lackey of the evil god!"

Imoles shouted angrily, "What gods, just a bunch of ugly monsters from the Endless Void, calling themselves gods, your time has long since come to an end. ”

"Quite aptly, actually, I personally think it's better for you to call them parasites. Probotos ignored the phantoms that were still frantically hinging, and walked directly in front of Imoles, "Of course, I'm still serving them, and maintaining them is also one of the tasks, so I can only be sorry for you." ”

The kind of spiritual power in Imoles's body that all Briggs people have was completely drained because of the immortality ritual, and the whole person was empty, and he was powerless to resist at all, but his eyes were still full of spiritual light, and he could completely see the uninvited guest in front of him, "I see, those evil gods are really willing to give you a part of their most important cores......"

"Again, how many times has it come?" Proptatos interrupted Imoles directly, shaking his head: "Really, it's the same every time. Next, you should frantically absorb the energy of this hall, and then cause the energy to resonate and produce a self-explosion......"

"How do you know the Dao!" Imoles's face changed drastically, at this important juncture, he was invaded by the believers of the evil god, and it was the most heavily defended place, and Imoles already knew that the Dao would not be spared. For the glory of his family and kingdom, he would never bow his head to the believers of the evil god, and his choice for this was to die together, but he didn't make any moves, his mind was completely known by the believer of the evil god, as if there was no secret to speak of, which had to make him stunned.

"Every time I come again, I can't be ripe anymore. Proptatos patted his forehead with some emotion, "That time it almost made you completely successful, even so, I will never forget the heavy blow you gave me, so that I can't recover for two thousand years." But there's no point in talking about it now, this time it's over, it's only a shadow of the past, and I'm looking forward to seeing you next time......"

Countless black smoke rose from Probotos, transforming into the image of countless evil beasts, and instantly crossed the distance between the two of them, and swooped down on Imolas, who was unable to move.

At that moment, Imoles' eyes were at his limit, staring at this formidable opponent.

Suddenly, Proptotus snorted, and the black smoke dissipated in an instant, and Probotos's figure quickly retreated.

"Who are you!?"

Proptotos' voice was filled with incredible rage.

A figure stood in front of Imolaes, and it was none other than the high priest Amboton, who had fallen in a pool of blood before.

"You're not Amberton!Who the hell are you?!" (To be continued......