The middle of the Scarlet Swamp, the camp of the Greek Sanctuary.

The Greek Sanctuary directly cleared a 10,000-foot peak, and dozens of palaces circled around the peak. At the top of the mountain is a huge palace six feet high, symbolizing its status second only to the gods.

In front of the main hall, near the cliff. Dressed in a casual white robe, he sat on a flat bluestone and looked up at the sky. Beside him was a foot-tall white dwarf, with a pot of fragrant tea on top of it.

The minister held the celadon tea cup from Dongtu in his right hand and slowly raised it to his chest. He lowered his head to look at the tea leaves wafting on it, and the fragrance of tea scattered in the air, closed his eyes slightly in intoxication, and sniffed the fragrance of tea deeply.

This familiar feeling has not been tried for a long time, and it is really nostalgic! In the Western Regions, it is difficult to drink authentic Dongtu tea.

He was intoxicated and raised the teacup to taste the feeling he had not seen for a long time. Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came from the void, and his expression was stunned, and his favorite tea cup slipped from his palm and fell on the bluestone of the mountain cliff with a crisp sound.

The teacup swirled and made a pleasant sound, and then fell down the cliff downward.

"Emperor Yan, are you back? The old minister finally arrived. His mind was in turmoil, and he looked up at the sky and laughed heartily.

Now that the emperor has returned, it is time to break the balance of Libra's guardianship. He stood up, his eyes flashing with coldness, looking down at the vast land below, as if he saw countless obstacles to the rise of the human race!

All the obstacles that need to be cleared!

"Your Excellency. At that moment, a man in a gray sacrificial robe flew up from below. He respectfully held the tea cup in his hand, not daring to look directly at the minister.

For a sacrifice like his who specializes in serving his subjects. The vassals are their gods. The gods who live in the world! in their education. Look directly at the gods and see it as a great rebellion!

"Pass the order down, and completely stop and kill the people of the Bright Sect's God's lineage. The deity wants to bury them all in the blood-colored swamp!" the servant made a casual move, and the tea cup appeared smoothly in his palm as if it was being pulled. His eyes were like torches, he casually glanced at the young priest, and said coldly.

The balance is broken by Libra! The Western Regions have been peaceful for too long. It's time to clean up.

"Subordinates obey!" the young priest was stunned for a moment when he heard the order of his subordinates, and then his face was full of excitement. The Greek Sanctuary has been developing very well over the years, and in many ways it is better than the Holy See of Light. However, because of Libra's balancing strategy, there has been no big fight.

But within the Sanctuary, there is no shortage of different voices. Although in the past, because of the personal prestige of the ministers, the sacrifices of those small characters did not dare to speak out. But there are also a lot of whispers behind the scenes, and I breathe a sigh of relief in my heart. He didn't expect that Lord Minister, who had always pursued a balanced policy, would actually make up his mind to start an all-out war with the Holy See of Light!

He was even able to imagine it. What kind of cheers will you get when you get the news on your own.

His thoughts raced. Respectfully ran down the mountain. In just a few moments, the entire mountain resounded with an ancient war song. The powerful battle intent rushed straight into the sky, and even the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky were frightened away. The changes in the Greek Sanctuary have also made all parties who have been paying attention to the Sanctuary inexplicably uneasy.

They looked up at the blue and cloudless sky, but felt endlessly depressed. It's like a storm is coming, the calm before the storm!

Western Regions, Isle of Shadows.

Located in the endless ocean in the northwest of the Western Regions, the Isle of Shadows is shrouded in a mysterious fog all year round. For the people of the Western Regions, this is a forbidden area, a country of death!

In the depths of the Isle of Shadows, in the midst of a dead swampy jungle, stands an eerie palace of bones. The bottom of the palace is covered with bones, standing thousands of feet high. At the top of the White Bone Mountain, there is a dead palace that is as dark as a black hole.

"Arthas, you don't have a seed, if it's a man, come out, make it clear to the old lady, don't hide in the palace like a fucking turtle and don't dare to make a sound. In front of the palace, a graceful figure as red as fire stood in the void, pointing at the palace with his waist crossed and scolding.

The figure had a delicate face, a pair of bright white eyes with a strange look, a high nose bridge, and a very clever red lip that was very attractive. Her long, burgundy hair was casually draped behind her, her tall and fiery figure was only covered by a few palm-sized pieces of fabric, and her lower body was surrounded by a long dress as bright red as blood.

"Morgana, I'm a revenant, what a kind!" Arthas's hoarse chuckle rang out from inside the palace.

He was dressed in a robe as black as ink, covering the whole person. Through the closed door of the temple, he looked at Morgana, who was thundering, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the hood. For Morgana, who often comes to find faults, Alsace has long since lost interest.

"Mother's Day, Alsace, you have a kind. Morgana scolded for a long time, and when she saw Arthas respond like this, she gasped and didn't know what to say.

"Hmm. Arthas, seated on his throne, felt the strange ripples echoing in the void and let out a soft grunt of disbelief.

This feeling, could it be that the Yanhuang Suiren clan is back!

"Morgana, as Lucifer Yahweh's handmaiden, why did you leave the desolation with the gods, but stayed. Sensing the strange fluctuations, Arthas stepped out of the palace, his wide robe covering his body, and two deep eyes swept over Morgana, and asked softly.

"Tell me the truth, whether Adam is the work of your human race. Morgana looked at Arthas, whose attitude had suddenly changed. She put away the frivolity on her face and asked with a cautious expression.

For this question, she pursued several epochs, and did not even follow the gods to embark on the ancient path of the starry sky for this reason. Just because she can't rest assured that her sister Gabriel, Adam's former follower!

"Arthas is nothing but a poor revenant, how could he know such a thing. Arthas chuckled, his eyes shining with a sparkle in his eyes.

He didn't know where Morgana got the news, but how could he be stupid enough to tell Morgana the truth about this kind of thing.

"Hehe, Arthas, you really thought that the old lady would come to you without evidence. Morgana crossed her hands on her hips and looked at Arthas's contrived expression. Let out a disdainful sneer.

This damn thing. Do you think you're just tricking him? What a despise of her Morgana.

"I don't know, Lord Alsace still recognizes this **** juan, the handwritten letter left by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to his sixth grandson, Ji Hao. Morgana flipped through her palms and pulled out a mottled pale yellow handwritten book and looked at Arthas with disdain.

Arthas stared at the familiar Jinjuan, his eyes froze, the aura around the hall became solemn, the already gloomy sky became more and more gray, and the howling wind drove Morgana's blood-colored dress to hunt.

"Atonement, too, Alsace is shallow. I've never heard of it. Arthas chuckled. In an instant, the sky returned to calm, and the wind suddenly stopped.

"Hmph, you sent the gravedigger Yorick to search for the body of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and you really thought that my Morgana was blind. Morgana sneered at Arthas, who still didn't want to admit it.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the exact information about Arthas's true identity, I was afraid that he would have been kept in the dark. I didn't know that the terrifying giant in front of me who once plunged the Western Regions into a panic was Ji Hao, the sixth grandson of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

She wondered how long the damn bastard was going to have to be hard-mouthed.

Arthas turned to the figure of the palace and said coldly, "Do you really want to know the truth?"

Morgana watched Arthas's reaction with a triumphant smile on her face. She also thought that Arthas would die and would not admit it. Now it seems that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor is really his death hole.

"If you want to know the truth, ask your sister Gabriel. Sometimes. The truth is not so rosy!" Arthas said calmly as he paused and continued to walk towards the main hall.

Some things still don't seem to be secretive enough, and Morgana actually found clues, and it seems that some people should deal with it. He thought of the leaked information, and his eyes flashed with monstrous murderous intent.

The great plan of the human race must not be destroyed. It's just that I don't know what kind of scene Morgana will have when she learns the truth. There was a mysterious smile on Arthas's face, the truth wasn't necessarily the best.

Morgana heard Arthas's words and was completely stunned in the void.

Go and ask my sister, what does this mean? Could it be that my sister already knows the truth about this. Thinking of Gabriel's unusual behavior, an inexplicable chill rose in her heart.

Could it be that my sister really knew Adam's true identity for a long time, so she betrayed Jehovah! Morgana looked at Arthas's vanished figure, and her heart was cold. It turns out that all I haven't figured out is myself!

She bit her red lip and glanced at Arthas with hatred, looking for the Holy See of Light in the Western Regions. She must find the truth about this matter!

Western Regions, Holy See of Light.

As the oldest and most powerful sect in the Western Regions, the Bright Sect is stationed in a majestic place.

There is no end to the vast city, and every inhabitant in it is the most devout believer. The spotless white streets and various church buildings that exude a sacred atmosphere make this city of light like a city in the sky that has fallen into the world, and it is dazzlingly beautiful.

In the deepest part of the City of Light, there stands a huge palace dedicated to the Heavenly Father. The palace is more than ten feet high, white and crystalline, faintly emitting a faint holy light, even in the daytime, it is still clearly visible. This is the stronghold of the Heavenly Father's lineage.

Inside the main hall, an old and stiff cardinal archbishop reverently prayed to the statue of the Father Adam. At this moment, a strange wave came from the void. His prayer stopped abruptly, and an eerie light flashed in his old godless eyes.

Lord Yanhuang, you're back!

He lifted his wrinkled old face, turned around slowly, and stared at the cloudy sky, his eyes full of excitement and surprise.

In this way, it is time for this Bright Church to change its master! With a strange glint in his eyes, he looked at the palace of God in the distance, and a sneer rose in his heart.

"Tell Lord Gabriel that the old slave has found a way to resurrect his Heavenly Father!" the old man's voice came from the main hall, causing the templar guarding outside the palace to tremble. Then a knight did not hesitate to make his way to the palace of the Holy Maiden.

The knight's heart flashed with the cardinal's words, and he couldn't believe it was true.

In the Basilica of the Holy Maiden.

Gabriel stared at the treasure box in his hand, a little tenderness in his eyes. With a hesitant look on her face, she slowly opened the treasure box that she cherished more than her own life.

Therein. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry to be late for the fantasy dimension assassin. Gone to bed, good night everyone.