Chapter 409

The black robed fascist crossed the sea of fire, as if even flames and bricks had made way for him.

He raised his eyebrows, and Lauren looked at the thin "bishop" - messy hair, pale face, black robe, already broken, and scarred bare feet stepping on pure white bricks and stones.

But somehow, such a weak looking fascist gave him an extremely sacred and solemn sense of oppression; The dark haired wizard with a tight frown also stepped forward.

Two equally lonely figures stood at both ends of the long bridge in front of the ruins of the Dragon King tower, quietly looking at each other in the boiling sea of fire and the roaring snowstorm.

"Good afternoon, Mr. farnesis... You look good." with a slight sigh, Loren's face wore a formulaic smile: "I didn't expect us to meet again, and still in... Such a place."

"Loren Turin..."

Slowly raised his head, the cold looking fascist looked at him meaningfully, and his deep voice seemed to come from Hell:

"Do you feel very proud now?"

The dark haired wizard was cold in his heart and slightly restrained the smile on his face: "absolutely not."

Unknowingly, a drop of cold sweat has flowed from the forehead.

The premise of completely destroying niederhogg is the magic wand left by the "Tomb keeper", but this thing must be close to the core of the whole King City, that is, the Dragon King tower.

Now, Francis and his skeleton dragon in front of him are the biggest variables in the whole plan

Before the grave keeper sends a signal, he must stay where he is and not leave. At the same time, he should try to stabilize him and not be found by the other party.

Loren subconsciously glanced at the wand in his arms - as long as he destroyed the wand at the moment of the signal, everything would be settled.

No matter how Francis resurrected last time, he fell into a glacier crack from a thousand feet high. Even vampires and oath knights are dead.

Francis moved forward slowly, his cold and deep eyes looked straight into the eyes of the black haired wizard from beginning to end, with some indescribable pressure.

It's like there's something else looking at him behind those eyes.

with one 's hair standing on end!

"No? You want to tell me that you went to the Dragon King City and entered the Dragon King tower under heavy siege. In the end... You got nothing?"

"You lied, Loren Turin... You must have seen those things, the truth that made Rogan the Apostle betray the Holy Cross!"

Laurent nodded slightly, unwilling to show weakness and looked at Francis: "yes, I 'also' saw, Lord Francis, the truth behind the Holy Cross."

"The so-called 'Holy Cross' is only a tool created by the Wizards of the Dragon kingdom to fight against the illusory evil gods and control the slaves. It is a hypocritical' God 'that is neither sacred nor just."

"Heaven, hell and Demons... Are all meaningless lies. The old scriptures of" educating the world "and the proverbs of" universal salvation "are all tools for brainwashing and controlling ideas, restraining resistance and strengthening obedience."

Sighed. Originally, he just wanted to take this to attack the words in the other party's heart, so that Loren himself could not help feeling: "from the beginning, there was no so-called 'God', there was no savior and the power to save the soul, and no one could save us."

"There are only weak and worthless us; and ferocious, terrible and disgusting void creatures wandering in the void."

"I'm sorry, Sir Francis, this is the truth, a world shrouded in evil gods and dark; the Holy Cross in your mouth is just another more terrible 'evil god' created by blasphemous wizards!"

The voice fell, and the cold expression of Francis did not change at all, still facing the black haired wizard.

"Do you think... These can completely defeat me, defeat me, and let me give up everything I have adhered to all my life, everything I have paid to prove my faith and the Holy Cross?"

There was a strong sense of killing in the gloomy voice, which made people tremble all over.

"I didn't say that." Lauren lowered his tone and subconsciously stepped back two steps: "I just want to tell you... Why Logan would betray his faith; together, what you have paid for your faith so far... How unworthy it is."

"This is not a God who will save us from hell and ascend to heaven as long as we are devout and honest; it is just a devil who turns everyone into its slaves and is more terrible than evil gods!"

"On the contrary!"

Francis moved forward slowly and approached the black haired wizard step by step. His deep voice was incomparable fanaticism: "before seeing all this, I had doubts; now I suddenly see the light!"

"In the Dragon King tower, where the Holy Cross was born, I finally got salvation!"

The voice of Francis became more and more urgent and excited: "yes, everything is false, all lies, all lies to deceive the world, a big lie!"

"But it finally untied the last shackle for me!"

Once a revered priest with a gentle smile, now he howls hysterically. There is no more gentleness on his white hair and thin pale face, and his blood red eyes are only crazy:

"If even the only God in the world is false, what else to worry about; the idiot, stupid and damn rules I stick to for my faith in my heart will not be worth mentioning!"

"Awe? Pity? Tolerance? It's all a pile of shit, nothing! There is only one real law in this world, that is power!"

"Only power can bring salvation, order and heaven, and only power can save this damn world!" fanesi howled hysterically:

"Since the Holy Cross is false, since the Savior does not exist..."

"Then why can't I be the Savior?"

Damn... Aren't you ready?

The fascists in front of him approached step by step, staring at the distant Lorraine, and his expression became more and more ugly - he had heard the roar of the skeleton dragon in the distance, and then dragged on... That was definitely not the situation he wanted.

At that moment, the wand in the dark haired wizard's arms suddenly shook!

"Since means are no longer important, all actions can be done as long as they can save the world."

"Loren Turin... I know the 'valve' is on you. Hand it in." Francis's voice was extremely cold and slowly stretched out his right hand:

"If you refuse..."

"I agree."

Unexpectedly, the black haired wizard nodded suddenly, took out a "rotten wood strip" from his clothes and handed it to him.

He looked at him in surprise. Francis was very suspicious and slowly raised his right hand to take it from Loren's hand.

"Pa!" with a crisp sound, "rotten wood" broke in two and fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry." the expressionless Lauren said faintly, "I didn't expect this thing to be so fragile."

"You?!"

"Boom --!!"

Before he finished, a violent vibration suddenly came from the white stone bridge under him!

Francis was surprised at first, and then looked angrily at the black haired wizard who still had no expression on his face: "what have you done?"

"Did what a wizard should do, Sir Francis." Loren looked at him calmly, with a trace of pity and sadness in his dark pupils: "first suggestion, you'd better look behind you."

Behind you?!

Just as Francis looked back, a long moan came from a distance - before the skeleton dragon stopped at the top of a spire could open its wings, it fell from the sky with the collapsed tower.

"Poof --!"

The body trembled suddenly, and the gray blue sword pierced his chest!

Before the stunned fascists could look back, Loren had already wielded the second sword - the ferocious head crossed a bright red arc in mid air and fell into an invisible abyss from the long bridge!

"The second suggestion is that you'd better not believe what I said."