Chapter 240

Sylvie sat in the passenger seat of the empty boat, his upper body leaning against the wall, staring at the sky outside the circular sealed window.

In the end, he successfully held on to toriwagel for half an hour and passed the test of "the third floor of the tower of tempering",.

But that's all.

Of the three branch missions, except for halpieu, named ero, who was killed by him with the vainly magic sword because he underestimated the enemy, the other two failed to complete one.

He still remembers the old general standing with his sword and several shadow arrows standing on the wall in the midst of the raging war; he still remembers the determination of those swordsmen to burn their jade and stone in the face of the tsunami like enemy; he still remembers that the seriously injured magicians, even though they exhausted their last trace of soul, still stood firm on the wall When I used to reach out to cast a spell, I felt like I was fearless.

He still remembered that when the sun was setting and the sky was filled with blood, the man standing on the mountain top of countless corpses of abyss demons - even if all his wings were broken, his whole body had suffered countless fatal wounds, his holy glory was covered with blood, and his brilliant aura could not last because of his magic, he still stood there with his sword at dawn.

In front of him is tens of thousands of demons, and this once invincible army, but now in front of an archangel stopped. He stopped the torrent that could rush back to the whole city with his own strength. Even if he was about to die, his eyes full of firmness never had a trace of fear, and he kept shouting his own slogan.

"Long live the union of langlott! The holy light never falls

Until the end, the magic light in the sky covered the sky, even beyond the afterglow of the sunset, and gave the most gorgeous death method to the war angel who never retreated. It was probably because those demons also felt his will.

For this, seavy suddenly felt very regretful.

If you have already completed the strategy and the copy before challenging this copy, and your strength has been improved to the extreme, maybe you can turn the tide together with this respectable angel and turn the end around.

Unfortunately, it can't be done now. Like the two copies on the first and second floors, the third copy of the tower of sharpening has disappeared after SIVI's attack. There is no chance for him to remedy it.

"Is there something on Mr. Aldrich's mind?" Nero, who is sitting opposite Sylvia, may feel that the atmosphere of silence is too dignified. After drinking a cup of coffee alone, he finally can't help but talk to SIVI.

By the way, the white bipedal dragon, the mount of the Archbishop of Jishu and the Knights of the temple, is following the empty boat to eat the dust If it's a real dragon race, it may be able to chase after the sky boat, but after all, the bipedal flying dragon is only a subspecies, even if it's an albino, it's a rare species Even if it's full of energy, desperately flapping its wings and urging the wind element magic core in its belly, it can only keep up with the empty boat that has been released.

"It's nothing to worry about." Sylvie took his eyes out of the window, sorted out his mood a little, and then replied to Nero, "it's just a little bit of perception."

Compared with the previous two duck stuffing, this time Sylvie has witnessed the tragic battle and the fall of the hero. On the spiritual level, he seems to have matured completely. If we say that in the past, SIVI gave people the feeling of being a genie and cynical young genius, then now Sylvie really has the temperament of a strong man, even compared with those old-fashioned strong men who have this temperament through constant precipitation of age.

It is precisely because of this, when Sylvie shows that he has experienced many vicissitudes, Nero suddenly has an illusion that he is facing the current Pope.

However, when he was young enough to become a bishop of Jishu, Nero's spiritual cultivation was not bad, and he soon returned to God.

But this feeling still made him very surprised. When we talked yesterday, his impression of SIVI was just a strong peer. But after only one night, he had the feeling that he had been left far behind by the one in front of him and turned into a younger generation!

"You seem to be much better than you were yesterday." So he bowed his head, half flattered and half tentatively said, "it is worthy of being a master who was able to set up a school of magic at such a young age. He must have had some adventures."

"It's not that dramatic. I just came up with something."

"Magic and divinity are not the same. They are idealistic. As long as we can stick to our original heart, the goddess of seven Yao will definitely favor us."

Anyway, most of what the Vatican studies is divinity. As long as it is not faced with Cardinals or Pope, magic or whatever, just run the train.

"Is that so..." Nero obviously didn't believe it, but Sylvie, based on the principle of "believe it or not, I believe it." without hesitation, he ignored the other party's inquiry.

In the next few hours, Nero chatted with Sylvie and tried to find something out of his mouth. However, he was still a little too young to compare with Sylvie, an old hand who had gone through countless ups and downs (although most of them were copies), he could not find out any useful information from SIVI. Instead, he was led to guess by severance and sent to the Vatican The bottom of the shallow layer has been set clean.But even if it's just a shallow level of power and financial resources, SIVI has been shocked.

In addition to a few countries that advocate other faiths, the pure white church's tentacles have spread all over the eastern plain. Many high-ranking officials and important officials are members of the church. If they have any ambition and really want to do something about it, I'm afraid they can really turn the eastern plain upside down!

It is no wonder that a holy see can be on equal footing with the king's Council with executive power and the Qiyao mage association with the highest force, thus forming an extremely delicate state of separation of powers in the eastern plain.

While SIVI was still considering what attitude he would take to treat the colossal Vatican, Nero's voice once again awakened him from his meditation.

"Here it is!" He suddenly stood up, spread out his hands, bent down, and made a standard gentleman's salute to SIVI. Then he straightened up and said in an elegant voice, "Mr. SIVI idrick, welcome to the holy land of pure white!" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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