However, the autumn in the secret realm is completely different from the autumn in the mainland. The autumn scenery here is beautiful and beautiful, and the middle of the mountain is bright yellow and red.
It's just that the autumn scenery in the secret land is the same this year, and it will be the same next year, and it will be the same every year, without any changes, while the autumn scenery on the mainland is ever-changing, always giving people expectations.
Unlike the Holy Son Heathcote, Iros experienced the autumn of the secret realm for the first time.
However, he had no interest in the autumn scenery that was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. He didn't even look out the window, he just stared at the huge magic map in front of him.
And Heathcote stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, quietly looking at the burning mountains.
No matter how many times you have seen it, Heathcote will never get tired of the autumn scenery in the secret place.
He likes autumn, the blood-like scenery, and even more the desolation and loneliness before the severe cold comes.
Loneliness is really enjoyable sometimes.
Heathcote is enjoying loneliness. In addition to loneliness, he also likes anger, joy, anxiety and other emotional changes. No matter which one it is, it is better than the unconscious existence before.
But only loneliness can last long enough.
Iros didn't have the leisurely spirit of Hescott at all. His mood at the moment did not fluctuate, he was just looking at the magic map in front of him.
The Pope stood at the other end of the magic map, pointed his scepter at the mountains near the sea in the south of the continent, and said slowly:
"There is the aura of the Goddess of Life here. You might be able to find a way to the Kingdom of the Goddess of Life here, but the Goddess of Life is very powerful, so you have to be careful."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Iros's mouth.
The Pope seemed not to notice Iros's expression at all, and coughed a few times. Then he pointed tremblingly at the location of Golden Dragon City and Hellfire Basin with his scepter, and said:
"You are very familiar with these two places. There is no need for me to say more. However, what you need to pay attention to is that the Dragon God is composed of three different divine powers, and it is not closely connected with this plane.
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It will be very difficult to find the Dragon God's kingdom, and even I don't know how powerful the Dragon God is."
Iros listened expressionlessly.
The scepter pointed at the central mountain range again and said:
"There is a passage leading to the dark demon world here. It used to be guarded by Demon General Artest, but now it is no longer guarded.
Along this passage, you can enter the Dark Demon Realm. It is said that in the endless demon abyss in the deepest part of the Dark Demon Realm, the Dark Demon God sleeps.
Of course, the Endless Demonic Abyss is a place that even the Angel of Power Michael does not want to enter, so you do not need to enter there.
According to the oracle of the God of Light, the Dark Demon cannot leave the Endless Demonic Abyss, so you don't need to worry. If you go to the Dark Demon Realm, as long as you can find the Demon God's agent and harvest its soul, you should be fine.
"
Iros's expression finally changed a little, and he asked calmly: "Demon General Artest is very strange. I now have a feeling that it has the aura of Paradise Mountain in it."
The Pope nodded slowly and said: "Your feeling is correct. In fact, the person who dominated Artest's soul at that time was one of the main gods of Paradise Mountain with billions of clones, a god of lies and fraud."
Iros raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "There is actually a main god of lies and deceit in Paradise Mountain?"
"The vastness of Paradise Mountain is far beyond what you and I can imagine, so we must be humble before the glory of the gods." The Pope's answer was somewhat inappropriate.
Iros nodded indifferently, stood with his hands behind his hands, and did not continue to ask further questions.
At this time, the pope's scepter pointed to the last place, which was the mysterious crimson mountain range located in the extreme west of the continent.
"A very powerful aura has just been born here. Although it has no godhead, you can go and have a look if you are interested."
Iros said expressionlessly: "That's all?"
"That's enough."
Iros said calmly: "That's enough indeed. I will be back soon."
After that, he did not say goodbye to the Pope, his body wavered, and he disappeared into the void.
Heathcote finally turned around, looking thoughtfully at the ripples in space that had not dissipated after Iros left.
The Pope coughed violently, and he looked as old as a weak candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
When Ilos' figure appeared in his room, it was almost dusk in the secret realm, and golden sunlight filled the room. In the large room, only Julia was sitting at the table, facing a pot of strange green plants in front of her.
daze.
"Where's Lilith?" Iros asked.
Julia's eyes did not leave the potted plant at all, she just pointed in the direction of the large terrace. Iros nodded and walked towards the terrace.
The huge terrace is dozens of meters in diameter. Looking from this position, you can take in the beautiful autumn scenery of the entire secret realm. This is already the most beautiful room in the church.
Lilith on the terrace.
It's just that at this moment, Lilith is not floating in the air as before, but sitting on the wide stone railing of the terrace.
She hugged her knees with her hands, almost curled up into a ball, and her body was trembling slightly, as if she was a little afraid of the cold, and she seemed to be afraid of something.
She suddenly turned around and saw Iros standing quietly.
Lilith's silver eyes slowly became alive. She moved her body slightly, and instantly she flashed into Iros's arms, hugging him tightly with both hands.
She buried her face deeply into Ilos's chest. His chest was very broad, thick, and warm. This chest was enough to bear now.
She should feel safe and supported, but for some reason, she was still peaceful at first, but slowly, her body began to tremble again.
Iros sighed secretly and gently hugged her into his arms.
But under Iros' comfort, she trembled even more.
Finally, she raised her head, looked up at Iros, and said softly: "She...is about to wake up, right?"
Iros was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
She looked into Ilos's eyes and said, "This body belongs to her, right? When she wakes up, I...should disappear..."
Lilith buried her head in Iros's chest again, hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice: "I know, I shouldn't exist. But I...I don't want to disappear...
"
Her body was as cold as ice, bone-chilling.
Iros patted her back gently and said: "You don't need to worry about this matter, everything is under my...my..."
For some reason, Iros suddenly realized that he could not finish this sentence no matter what.
Only sigh.
There was another gentle sigh, the sound was soft and sweet, but also revealed strength and majesty.
Such a sigh could only come from Themis.
She has passed through the clouds and is now standing in the sky, looking at the towering gate of Paradise Mountain in the distance.
Both the sky above and the clouds below were a bright red at the moment, and the waves of scorching waves sometimes made Themis feel a little unbearable.
The familiar abandoned land has turned into a world of flames. There are no mountains, no earth, just waves of fierce foene winds roaring back and forth and waves of fire emerging from time to time!
In this world of flames that can destroy fine steel in an instant, only the splendid Gate of Heaven Mountain is always shrouded in holy light.
There is a restricted area for flames.
Looking at the tall and majestic gate of Paradise Mountain in the distance, Themis suddenly felt an indescribable heaviness in her chest, which almost made her breathless.
What will be waiting for her behind the gate of Paradise Mountain?
Is it an endless battle, or is it instantly overwhelmed by the glory of Paradise Mountain?
The golden cross star began to shine in Themis's eyes again. She spread her wings, passed through the fire clouds like wind and lightning, and flew towards the gate of Paradise Mountain!
At this time, in front of the gate of Paradise Mountain, a huge figure with a height of 100 meters slowly emerged.
Themis suddenly stopped in the air, opened her mouth wide, and looked at the figure that was becoming clearer in disbelief.
Her wings were trembling, and her body had lost the ability to move. Her weak hands could no longer hold the sword, allowing it to slip from her fingers and fall into the endless flames below.
Even if she loses all her memories, she will never forget that figure. Even if she has the power of dryness, she can't resist in his glory!
That is the God of Heaven Mountain who created her and gave her emotions, the God of Wisdom!
"This is what you want. There is no need to go to Paradise Mountain to get it."
Tiratmis's mental fluctuation instantly dimmed the flames in the entire abandoned land!
He waved his hand slightly, and a ray of light fell from the sky, covering Themis in it.
That unimaginably huge memory was like a huge wave that washed over her soul repeatedly, almost driving her crazy!
In an instant, all the past events in Paradise Mountain emerged in her mind one by one.
When Themis finally woke up from her dizziness, the figure of the God of Wisdom had disappeared, and the gate to Paradise Mountain was slowly closing.
Themis's wings quietly spread to their maximum size, and she slowly knelt down towards the place where the God of Wisdom once appeared.
Before she knew it, she was in tears.
Where there is light there is darkness.
The light is about to dissipate, and darkness has arrived.