In the Convent of Light, the red mist had already invaded the Jokham Jones and the others, and at the same time, Dale Clark's hand was grasping the angel's wings.

In the blink of an eye, the moment Dale's finger touched the angel's wings, the whole world turned white, like a flat white paper, and everything else disappeared, including the deadly red mist.

Then, a twelve-winged angel appeared on the white paper, and in the dazzling light, even Yorkham Jones could not avoid it when he closed his eyes.

"Robert!"

Listening to Dale's roar, Yorkham Jones hurriedly opened his eyes.

Looking at it, it was not Daile who became an angel, but Robert, and it turned out that when Daile was about to catch the angel's wings, Robert suddenly used it directly.

"I'm old and I don't have long to live. ”

Robert smiled slightly, the twelve-winged angel's wings flapped slightly, and the white light immediately enveloped the blood-colored white gull that wanted to escape.

Then, Robert looked at Dale:

"Little girl, although I am not your teacher, I am also your elder, if you choose to sacrifice before, maybe I will respect you. ”

Robert looked at Yorkham Jones again:

"But now that you have a new home, both Lux and the little priest need you, and my friends, apart from a few of you, are long gone. ”

"Robert!" Dale still growled, but her eyes were already filled with tears.

Robert gently flapped his wings and wiped the tears from Dale's face with holy light, and said:

"Don't weep, die for the light, die as you deserve. ”

Then Robert looked at Vlad:

"Sorry, old friend, I can't accompany you to the sermon. ”

"Ha! You are really annoying, who wants you to accompany you, how happy I am to travel alone!"

Waving his hand, Vlad, who was pretending to be strong, suddenly couldn't cry.

Finally, Robert looked at Yorkham Jones again:

"Little priest, treat the little girl well, and besides, seriously educate that little bastard of Lux!"

"Mr. Robert..."

Yorkham Jones opened his mouth to say something, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything, even if he had seen countless sacrifices, but such a scene, watching familiar people say goodbye, he still couldn't bear it.

Robert shook his head with a smile and added:

"Little priest, your talent for light is outstanding, don't waste it..."

As he spoke, Robert looked in the direction of the Cathedral of the Light:

"Don't betray the light like Laher!

With a roar, Robert waved his angel wings and flew towards the blood-colored white gull, and with each step of the flight, the white holy light spread by one point, and the power of the blood-colored white gull also disappeared by one point.

Ten seconds later, the blood-colored white gull was completely imprisoned in the white holy light, and Robert's figure disappeared completely.

In the white sky, only the twelve-winged angel wings were flapping, and half of the wings had already appeared black, and it seemed that the use of such a scale could only be used once.

Through the observation of the Eye of Light, Yorkham Jones and Vlad suddenly saw a scene of surprise.

At this moment, all the cosmic civilizations in the body of the blood-colored white gull suddenly gathered together.

The creatures of civilization began to pray, their eyes looked at death as if they were home, and in the sound of prayer, the vitality of each living creature was transformed into power.

Slowly, the entire civilization universe in the body of the Scarlet White Gull went to extinction, and all the power in it surged into the Scarlet White Gull.

At this moment, the moment the power of the entire cosmic civilization was exhausted, the blood-colored white gull broke free from the restraint for a second, and shot out a blood-colored red light.

The red light flew towards Yorkham Jones and them.

Dale hurriedly protected Yorkham Jones behind her.

This time, Yorkham Jones didn't dodge, because he knew that Dale couldn't resist the attack, and if she took it, she would surely die.

So, just as the red light was about to hit Dale, Yorkham Jones jerked Dale down behind her.

The resentment of billions of beings and countless universes destroyed Yorkham Jones's entire mind in a second, and then, his soul began to crumble, and everything about him began to disappear.

Dale hugged the fallen Yorkham Jones, watched his body begin to become illusory, felt him begin to disappear, and even the memories of him began to fade, and immediately began to cry out in a sad voice:

"No! Don't!"

Yorkham Jones couldn't give any response, because in a sense, he was dead, and now in just a moment, he would be completely erased.

...

On the beach, Dracula is nearly in a state of collapse as his Raging Light Priest - Prologue is crumbling, and he still can't write the phrase 'Mr. Pastor is absolutely lucky today'.

"CNM! Don't disappear!"

With a roar, Dracula drew all the power in his body, and in an instant, the entire world around him was still.

But alas, the phrase 'Mr. Pastor, absolutely good luck today' still only existed for a second.

Seeing that the book had disappeared halfway, Dracula took a deep breath and hurriedly read:

"Fate's stowaway..."

"The City of Glory of Mankind..."

"A savior in time back..."

At this moment, the "Raging Light Priest - Prologue" appeared in its own handwriting.

"Mr. Pastor, absolutely good luck today. ”

The words are distorted, as if they are fighting against the power of the great shore, but no matter what the handwriting distorts into it, it eventually emerges.

The 'Lord' did not respond to Dracula, He repeated it several times, his eyes were almost desperate, but as soon as he tried to curse, He saw a new handwriting.

"Hahaha!!"

Dracula laughed wildly at the sight of the word 'good luck', and "Raging Light Priest - Prologue" began to fix itself.

...

In the Convent of the Light, all that was left of Yorkham Jones was a shadow that had collapsed, and there was confusion in Dale's eyes, she didn't even know why she was sad, why she was holding this man, why she was crying for him.

Just as it was about to end, a layer of holy light suddenly appeared in Yorkham Jones's body.

At the same time, in the depths of his soul, Yorkham Jones's soul was also wrapped in holy light, and then, these holy lights directly wiped out the resentment of the entire cosmic civilization.

In an instant, Yorkham Jones's body began to recover, and the memories of Yorkham Jones began to appear in Dale's head.

"I... I..."

Dale was so excited that she couldn't speak, she kissed Yorkham Jones directly, and responded to the resurgent Yorkham Jones with the most passionate heart.

Vlad, who was on the side, squinted his eyes and muttered:

"The third characteristic of the Holy Priest's profession: The physical strength is improved, and the weak protection of the divine light has a small chance of directly exempting from all mind and soul attacks. ”

"Daya Holy Maiden said that in order to trigger the exemption, even the Child of Destiny will have to repeat it several times to succeed, because such luck is almost the same as being chosen by the laws of the universe..."

Then, Vlad muttered inwardly again:

"Judging by the aura on the little priest's body, it should be my hateful brother who made a move..."

"But to gather such luck, I'm afraid he will have to pay a great price, and perhaps, I should go back and swallow my hateful brother now..."