Deathly silence enveloped them, the warm firelight turned pale, and everyone in Saint Rey lost their expression, warmth, and color.
Although everyone in Trolian could not understand what he said, they knew it was definitely not a good thing when they saw this scene.
Horus couldn't help but ask: "Rhode, what did he say? Is the Saint Rey King City in big trouble?"
Jelaba said in a deep voice: "I can feel his attitude. Brother Rhodes, tell them that although we have not reached the king level yet, we are not far away. I, Pebela, and the Red Queen are all only one short of each other."
With this opportunity, you can step into the king level... Horus is only half a step away from becoming the person who has controlled the law of the source of light for the first time in a thousand years, and you, Brother Rhodes, cannot use it.
Measured by psychic level and rank."
The Red Queen snorted coldly: "Jelaba is right. Among us Trorians, there are still many new stars who are growing rapidly. We just started late. It has been less than a year since we obtained the Holy Fire of Star City. If
If we are given more time, we may not be able to be stronger than Saint Rey."
Pebela also said: "Although our king is not a true king, the gap is only half a step. We just don't know how to cross that chasm and find the way to be promoted to a true king."
Rhodes didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
The focus of the first bishop's words was not Trollian. He was disappointed that Trollian could not bring them hope.
"Saint Rey... seems to have encountered a big crisis. They are already on the verge of overturning."
I carefully considered my tone.
"The thick white mist has descended, cutting off all spiritual transmissions. You are suffering again, but your hope has been extinguished.
Geng Yong clenched his fists. Is there anything he can do?
The words of the Holy Man saved Vere and Lance from collapse. We found the life-saving straw as soon as possible and shouted: "There is an enemy on the Pope's crown! I am the god of mankind, Saint Rhodes."
God, with the Holy Fire on my back, I can be defeated, and so can Geng Yong!
With almost no determination, I agreed to come forward.
The first bishop still knows your ability. Perhaps, there is still no room for recovery from the disaster of Saint Roderus.
The little shepherd Percival also shouted excitedly: "First Bishop, tell you, what happened to your king, the Pope of the White Sect, the Eternal Holy Fire, and the weak Knights of the Holy See?"
That answer was beyond everyone's expectation. Ifhra said slowly: "You know? How can you know?"
If the little terror predicted by the prophecy of the source comes, Trollian will face the same fate as Saint Rhodes if he does not gain enough strength.
I seemed to have turned into a wooden person, and even my voice became mechanical and had no fluctuations: "Percival, Ifra, they haven't received news from Ruth in eight months, have you?"
Aid, whether there are supplies, whether there are instructions, the Kingdom of Saint Rhodes seems to be divided into countless strongholds and towns that are related to each other. Do they realize why that is?"
At that moment, Mingguang suddenly didn't have a very satisfying feeling, as if his predetermined destiny had unexpected twists and turns.
"Intelligible monsters of flesh and blood have appeared all over the Kingdom of Saint Geng Yong. Regular white mist has gathered everywhere. Huge security has appeared in every stronghold. Messages for help are flying like snow flakes to Russ.
But you can reply and support.
Its strength is not low, but its potential is deep and measurable.
Mingguang's voice became extremely deep, and Wang Cheng hadn't guessed what I was going to say next.
“The Pope didn’t respond, but the flame went out!
Ifra's eyes were blank and she murmured: "Do you think your psychic transmission was blocked by the white mist?
"It can be saved. Unless I am the legendary super healer who controls the source law of the ancient gods. If I take that step, I can save such deep corruption. You will lose control immediately." "The monster is relatively weak.
Abyss trolls, white snakes, and demon lords that have never been seen before have all appeared in Russ. The power of the Holy See is far weaker than them, but you firmly believe that you will fail because you do not have the Pope's crown and are not weak.
The holy fire, as long as the god of Saint Rhodes awakens, those monsters will be wiped out in the flames."
"Although there is no fire in Russ and there are no warriors struggling to support it, destruction is not yet doomed."
"That matter will start a year later."
Wang Cheng translated Hemod's words as slowly as possible, but Mingguang shook his head.
At that moment, everyone felt a chill running down their backs, as if they were in an ice cellar.
Mingguang shook his head: "You know."
"That is the most severe punishment in the world. You watched Saint Rhodes being destroyed bit by bit, but there was nothing you could do about it."
In the dead silence, Qingyu suddenly said: "We must be helped at all costs."
Mingguang raised his head, and Wang Cheng saw that my eyes were completely split, and blood was flowing from the corners of my eyes, winding up from the wrinkles under my face.
As he finished speaking, the extremely noisy space once again occupied the space.
Mingguang's face twisted again, and his voice was distorted, but I insisted on speaking.
This is an absolutely perfect circle, as if floating in a space with gravity, rolling around under my palm, crystal clear and smooth, and full of the breath of life and purification that has never been seen before.
"I must get treatment immediately!"
The guy dressed as a bishop, whom Te Geng Yong loved, said something anxiously. Wang Cheng flipped his wrist and miraculously took out a few more of the same teardrops.
Did anyone express any objection? The moment those words were spoken, it seemed to be a matter of course.
"Saint Rod is not done yet."
"There was a sudden riot in the Abyss. Monsters that had been silent for thousands of years emerged from the Sea of Light. Dawn Horizon suffered heavy losses. Dawn Commander Galahad urgently called for help."
What the prophecy of the source heralds may not be a weak monster or an irresistible disaster, but a small change in the world of white and darkness.
It's just that Saint Rhodes was the first to feel the arrival of the cold wave.
Suddenly, my words were interrupted by the tears of Wang Cheng's men.
"The treatment methods you have only recently mastered have created the worst treatment environment, completely infiltrating the tears of the male god into my soul.
Geng Yong's heart suddenly lost its bottom, as if there was no power filling my soul.
"The disaster struck at that time." "Because Russ encountered a smaller crisis." "That was the Coffin of Light."
Wang Cheng said fiercely: "There is no possibility of changing the established destiny. You doubt that nothing is avoidable. Please tell you what happened in Saint Gengyongruz. Maybe everything has not turned around yet.
"biqupai.
"_Two months before the bitter battle, your smallest support, the sustenance of all your spirit and faith, the holy fire was extinguished."
"Hundreds of abyss rifts appeared directly in Russ, and countless abyss monsters surged out. The Holy See Knights fell into a bitter battle at the first opportunity."
Hormod said with a straight face.
In fact, it is a miracle that I can still maintain my sanity after my soul has been corrupted to that extent.
"One year later, Daedalus, the young shepherd of the Prophecy Hall, foresaw an unknown disaster. Along with that disaster, there was not even a crisis for the Pope."
Suddenly, Hormode said: "Do they think the little terror is aimed at you Trorians? Does it only come in your kingdom?"
Yeah. "Bad."
The former immediately summoned a limited number of ancient gods to form a cube, covering Mingguang's figure. At the same time, he poured the tears of the male god into the cube of the ancient gods.
Geng Yong saw more vaguely. The eyes of his soul saw the inside of my soul through the white mist polluted by white. Under my soul body, there were no small patches of white darkness spreading, and the rotten area was rapidly expanding.
Wang Cheng smiled and said: "Little Mingguang, your corruption has not been controlled yet, your soul should be fine for the time being.
"Immediately afterwards, the City of Light encountered a crisis, and Rael's seal experienced violent turmoil. This was the first abnormality that occurred before you found the traces of Rael who disappeared from the ancient era a hundred years later."
Ifra and others also seemed to see hope, and shouted slowly: "Enemies of Mingguang, how is the Pope's crown?
Hormod shouted, taking a step back, the "ancient gods" had not yet gathered under his men.
Help us, not yourself.
Mingguang opened his eyes, and the pollution in his soul was slightly reduced. The light burden had not yet been thrown away, and his body felt heavier. It felt like he had been resurrected.
The Ling Lvzhe, who looked very young even among the saints, said in a if tone.
Geng Yong's worried heart was relieved for a moment. The little first bishop seemed to be as paranoid as I imagined. I immediately handed the "Tears of the Male God" to Hormode.
"The tears of the male god."
"Eight months later, the Pope sensed the arrival of security and found its source. However, I used the power of Saint Rhodes and Holy Fire because there were continuous changes in the Sea of Light and the Abyss, which might be a sign of disaster.
, we must concentrate our efforts to deal with disasters.”
"You have tightened the seal slowly, but you still can't prevent it from cracking. The fallen Raels have awakened from their long sleep. The terrifying power hidden in the eternity has ended its recovery, and the real disaster has arrived."
Hormod immediately shouted: "It's corrosion! My soul has been corroded, and it hasn't turned white yet!"
"Tears of the Male God!"
St. Rod truly destroyed himself.
"I sent eight Holy Sons to Youguang City, two to the Eastern and Southern Fortresses, and one to Sword City. Then I closed the Holy Fire Sacrifice and dealt with the crisis alone."
The faces of everyone in Trolian lightened up for a moment, and we suddenly realized that the situation was not far beyond our imagination.
Maybe we have ignored it, maybe we are subconsciously willing to doubt it.
Percival shouted: "Mingguang villain, is it the abyss that attacks Russ? On the Sea of Light, has the silent Rael revived? Although the Dawn Horizon is destroyed, has the City of Light fallen? Even if Geng Yong is in crisis?
, will also fall into a desperate situation. As long as the Holy Fire Sacrifice falls, Russ will fall! As long as the Pope’s crown is still there, you have no hope of making a comeback!”
"While you are still unconscious, breaking your neck, scattering your soul, and letting the weak source you control return to the sea of source will fall into the ranks of monsters. Although it is just in vain, the source of
The sea will eventually come.
Although we never got to know Saint Rod in depth, and our contact with Saint Geng Yong only lasted a few days, at that moment, Saint Rod was not Trorian.
And fire will usher in its cold wave.
"I seem to think that your power can save Russ."
Wang Cheng suddenly realized that we were not so close to Russ yet, but we still had not felt the breath of the holy fire.
I wonder.
"In the bloody battle, countless soldiers died, and countless human bones remained. Russ encountered an unprecedented enemy. Messages for help from all over the Saint Geng Yong piled up in the Holy See like a mountain. Every day,
You and the bishops are all in great suffering. The abyss has corrupted the base of the psychic communication tower, but the receiving tower is still intact. You can send out psychic transmissions, but you cannot receive psychic messages."
It is certain that Saint Geng Yong is on the verge of destruction, this weak ally will no longer exist, Trolian will be able to get more support from within, and we will need to spend less power to aid Saint Geng Yong.
Geng Yong's face showed a happy look again, but it was not as distorted as before. I paused for a while and said loudly:
Knowing that after a long time, Ifhra finally came out of this unprecedented shock, you shouted gently: "What are you talking about? Mingguang villain, what are you talking about..."
Geng Yong can be destroyed, Geng Yong...how can it be destroyed? The Pope is guarding Ruth, and the villain O'Sullivan is defeated!!"
turn out to be.
"That should be enough to suppress the white darkness in your soul. Although it can eradicate the corruption, it can reduce the weight to a small extent and prevent it from spreading further. What happens next depends on the purification ability of your soul will."
That will inevitably affect our expansion speed and the construction of "Eternal Refuge".
During that change, White Darkness will gain even more of its own power.
At this moment, seven words appeared in Geng Yong's mind:
"But my pollution is very serious. If I want to eradicate it, I have to go back to the chapel of Trolian Rus and undergo eight to seven low-risk soul surgeries before I can recover."
"You have persisted for eight months, and the Holy Fire Sacrifice has never been opened. You have called countless times, but the Pope has never responded. The ultra-weak spiritual barrier has isolated the Holy Fire Sacrifice. It seems to belong to another space.
The answer has long been before our eyes. "Little Geng Yong."
Mingguang's expression became ferocious, like a ghost.
"You have tried everything, and there is no way to wake up the Pope.
If the holy fire is extinguished, the kingdom will inevitably fall, and our pope will inevitably be more evil than good.
The breath of life and purification rose vigorously. When the coffin of light landed, all the white spots under the white mist had disappeared.
"It wasn't until the last month that such punishment finally began."
"Due to the small importance of the matter, the matter was strictly spread by the Pope. In the entire Saint Rhodes, only the Pope, Daedalus, and you, a total of eight people, knew about it.
Geng Yong's face was like a mummy, numb and indifferent, and every wrinkle under his face was like a scratch carved under wood.
Percival's words seemed to touch Mingguang's happy memory. My stiff face became distorted, like a carved wooden statue, undergoing strange changes. The white mist under my body also showed spots of white.
Unless the Soulless Curtain blocks it, that represents a possibility.
Why do you think that the little terror in the world of white and darkness only comes to Trolian?
Geng Yong raised his eyes, and his cloudy eyes became a little cloudy. I looked at Wangcheng and said after a moment of silence: "You felt some ordinary power from under him, but it was too late. The fate of destruction
is avoidable
Still haven't reached a desperate situation.
The first bishop was also on the verge of losing control.