Lucia was startled when she heard this, and asked with a puzzled face:
"Ah? Why can't I understand what you are talking about, but I do know the goddess of life, but I only know that she is a god with powerful divine power, and most of her followers are druids. As for what happened to her, these things
How can I know the things of God?
You should know better than me. As for the high-level angel, he only said that he would use the Holy Glory to bless me so that I would not be harmed by external forces from now on. How can I have the ability to devour him?"
Iros stared into Lucia's eyes to make sure whether she was telling lies. As always, when he thought about it, the answer would appear naturally.
She didn't lie.
But for some reason, Iros vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this answer. As for what the problem was, he couldn't tell.
He was exhausted from dealing with the huge amount of knowledge that was pouring in all the time, and how could he have the energy to think carefully?
Lucia looked at Iros, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"There is indeed a child, but it is not only your child, but also my child!
Why did you want a child as soon as you opened your mouth? You are qualified to have a child! If the Pope hadn't put me on the restricted list, you would have killed me and the child at that time!
So this child is mine and has nothing to do with you!"
As she spoke, Lucia's tone slowly became excited.
Iros frowned and said, "You've given birth to a child in just a few days? But that's not important, because I can't sense his aura at all? Did you hide him or seal him somewhere?"
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Lucia calmed down her excitement a little and said: "I know you will definitely come to snatch my child, so I have completely sealed him and pushed him into the turbulence of another space.
As for where he will drift, when he will wake up, and what fate he will have after waking up, it all depends on the direction of the river of fate."
Iros's hand slowly touched Lucia's neck and said coldly:
"The river of destiny has countless tributaries, and the storm in space is boundless. Since you have done this, how can I possibly find him?
Maybe I should kill you now, the Pope's restraining order can no longer restrain me."
Lucia smiled coldly and said: "You only care about me when you have a child? In fact, you never expected me to give birth to your child. You can kill me if you want. I will neither resist nor escape."
, As for the child, you never want to touch him in this life!"
Looking at Lucia who was waiting for death with her eyes closed, Iros finally hesitated.
On the one hand, she was the mother of his child after all, so for a while, he was somewhat reluctant to do anything.
On the other hand, Iros vaguely felt that there were still many secrets hidden in her, which were yet to be discovered.
And Iros couldn't understand why he still couldn't understand Lucia's secret now, just like he didn't know she had his own child in her belly at that time.
Perhaps, Iros once again faintly felt that everything was not under his control.
His face suddenly turned pale, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.
Lucia was startled and came over to help Iros, but Iros's body was so heavy that she almost fell to the ground with her.
Iros took a deep breath, stabilized his body, and reached out to push Lucia away. But at this moment, when he came into contact with Lucia's naked and greasy skin, a glimmer of understanding suddenly penetrated his heart, and again
A flame burst into flames.
He suddenly pushed with his backhand and pushed Lucia to the ground hard.
Lucia was taken aback and said, "What are you going to do?"
Iros smiled coldly, waved his hand, and a gentle wind passed over her body. Although the wind was gentle, it was as sharp as a knife. It cut her dress into pieces in an instant, but it did not hurt her skin at all.
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Lucia relaxed, put on a charming and wild expression, and said:
"So you want to have sex with me, then come on! I've been waiting for a long time."
But her expression immediately changed, and Iros actually pounced on her!
She immediately put her arms against Iros's pressing body and shouted:
"You guy, don't think I don't know. Not only do you want to kill me, but as long as you see the child, you will kill him immediately! You never want to see him in this life! Get out of my way and don't touch me.
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But how could her weak arms support Ilos' body?
In just a moment, her arms softened, and her whole body was firmly pressed by Iros, and then she moaned involuntarily.
At this moment, the Dark Demon Realm has become a veritable world of blood and fire.
The extremely vast plain is like a large palette, filled with dried patches of various colors.
On this unprecedented huge palette, the paint is the corpses and blood of various demon races.
A steep peak stands on the plain. This peak, which is several thousand meters high, is extremely abrupt, like a stone pillar. There is a flat area nearby with no higher hills.
There are millions of demons of all kinds gathered below the mountain. All the powerful races in the dark demon world can be found here.
In the midst of the dark demon clan, there is a large open space, and more than ten huge demon dragons are living in this open space.
The Dark Demon Realm is a world that places great emphasis on strength. There is no place for weak demons around these powerful demon dragons.
In another open space, the giant following Mecanshut was lying on the ground, making a thunderous sound. There was also no demon within a hundred meters around him.
After counting, there are more than ten open areas like this around the mountain peak.
These demon warriors seemed to be exhausted, and most of them were falling on the ground and sleeping soundly.
The wounds on many demons have not yet healed. Over the past few days, their old wounds have not gone away, and new wounds have appeared. Even the demons, who are famous for their vitality, are unable to recover from their injuries in a short period of time.
This dangerous peak that can overlook the entire plain is currently on an invisible dividing line. On the horizon in front of it, the blood in the sky has faded, and a strong holy light has illuminated the sky like the morning sun.
Behind it, there is a vast mist. Looking over it, what is revealed in the mist is only bottomless darkness.
The top of the mountain is a platform with a huge natural stone platform similar to an altar in the center.
The dangerous peak was crowded with demons, while there were only a few demons standing on the top of the peak.
Under the bloody sky, their bodies seemed to be shrouded in a faint layer of mist, changing faintly and making it difficult to see clearly.
Only an unimaginably huge magic dragon and a young girl who looked only ten years old could be seen clearly. They were standing next to each other. The huge contrast in body shape and image was really sad.
"Malcanthet, can't we get something else from the Dark Lord?" An old voice echoed on the top of the mountain.
"No, you know, the Dark Demon cannot leave the Endless Demonic Abyss."
At this time, a sun made of holy light slowly rose on the distant horizon. The strong holy light instantly drove away half of the sky's blood!
In the midst of that sun, there was a figure faintly emerging, and his brilliance even overwhelmed the rising sun!
As if staring at the new sun in the distance, after a moment, the old voice said: "The powerful angels of Heaven Mountain have arrived, prepare to fight. This is our last holy mountain, and I will not take a step back.
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"My Emperor, you..." Mecanshute sighed and did not continue.