At dusk, the afterglow of the sunset shines on the majestic and majestic Remidia Church, dyeing the church with a holy and warm bleakness.

Occasionally, a few white doves were shocked by the singing and praying of the boys and girls, and they flapped their wings and flew into the sky, falling white feathers.

"What a peaceful day!" Archbishop Margelo of Remidia Church looked at this scene and sighed with a kind and kind smile on his face. Then he looked at the young bishop not far away: "Obes, this beautiful dusk always makes me, the old guy, obsessed."

The young bishop, known as Obes, is a young lady in her prime. Her long golden hair echoes the sunset at this moment, her blue eyes are full of tenderness and compassion. With the bishop's robe on her body, she makes people feel like they see the goddess in a trance!

No, it shouldn't be said to be an illusion... At least, in the eyes of many girls in Remidia Church, she is a goddess!

If it weren't for this goddess Obes Roshbach, they might have been submerged in the Dark Cult and received false revelation and torture!

At the same time, she is also Margelo's granddaughter!

"Grandpa is joking, where are you old?" Obes smiled and complimented Magelo, but he couldn't say anything about compliments. In her eyes, Magelo was indeed not old at all, but guarding the Remidia Church like an ancient mountain.

"Compared with you young people, how could I not be old? Even God will be powerless in the face of time." He spoke disrespectful words that were not in line with the identity of the archbishop. Margelo looked at the setting sun in the distance with emotion, and whispered in a low voice: "After dusk, before dawn, that darkness is coming again..."

Obes opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to shut up and look quietly at Majelo, who was still majestic but had a hint of loneliness as a hero.

"By the way, how are the poor children you saved? Have you received real revelation?" Loneliness only lasted for a moment on Majelo, and immediately, he was excited and turned his gaze from the setting sun to Obes.

Hearing Majelo's question, Obes's face appeared with a gentler smile like a mother, and he replied with a slight excitement: "Yes! Those children are very strong and all have been enlightened!"

"Is that so? That's good..." A smile similar to Obes appeared on Magelo's face.

They knew very well what the consequences of the children they mentioned were not revealed, which meant that they had to make up their minds to kill them!

Because those children are poor people who are tortured by the Dark Cult and injected with the blood of the disguised person and receive false revelations. If they cannot get the true revelation, then they will become the mortal enemy of mankind... the disguised person!

"What about the other two?"

"The other two..." The expression on Obes's face froze, then lowered his head and sighed softly: "After Jiang Ling goes to Xu Zu, he will send a few letters every month, but Mistris..."

"Is this what..." Majelo looked at the sunset that sank into the ground in the distance again, and prayed in a low voice: "May God favor that child so that she will not be swallowed by the darkness..."

"May God bless..." Obes closed his eyes and prayed.

But immediately, both of them widened their eyes and looked at the land where the sunset fell.

"This feeling... there is a demon who dares to come to Remidia!?" Obes' tone was filled with shock and anger: "Did you think that if the light disappears for the time being, Remidia will sink into the darkness?"

"This is the power of original sin that transcends the demons! Obes, you immediately arrange the Paladins and the heresy judges..." Suddenly, Magelo, who was about to order Obes to lead the priests of the Remidia Church to prepare for combat, stopped, stared at the evil aura in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Let them protect Remidia, and I will go over and meet the controller of original sin."

"What?" Obes thought he had heard it wrong, but when he saw Magelo's serious expression, he immediately knew that he had heard it wrong, so he said anxiously: "Grandpa, how can this be done? Although you are a very powerful paladin, but..."

"No, but this is the fate I have to face!" The kind and kind face became firm and hard. Margelo raised his hand and held it twice, then walked towards the sunset without hesitation: "If he had not fallen, I would bring him back to confess. If he really fell, let me wake him up with the power of God!"

"Grandpa..." Seeing Magelo go away, Obes hesitated for a while, but still couldn't catch up.

From what she said just now, she had already heard that Margelo must have known the evil controller of original sin, and perhaps she had a very close relationship!

So, after staring at Magelo's back as he walked away, Obes gritted his teeth and turned around and ran towards Remidia Church, intending to organize the power to protect Remidia Church as Magelo told him first.

"You are finally here." The black robe, the hood that covers the face, was the dress of the person Majelo saw after coming to the place where he felt the power of original sin.

However, whether it is the body type or the strange and familiar voice, Majelo distinguishes the identity of the person in front of him.

Not to mention that there was a sacred silver cross in front of that man, which contained a sacred aura of holiness and was engraved with the family emblem of Gracia...

"Long time no see, Neil Bass! I didn't expect to meet again. You are such a powerful disguise!" A dazzling light burst out from Margelo's body, dispelling all the darkness at night!

"Pretender? No, you should call me Avenger! Revenge of the Avenger who made me so painful!" Neilbas pulled off the hood on his head, revealing a face that was determined and weird in a perseverance that would never be forgotten at first sight.

"Astros of Terror? Are you in contact with the Dark Knight?" Magelo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Neilbas with a scrutiny for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "What is your purpose for coming back this time?"

"The purpose of coming back..." Neilbas touched the Saint Silver Cross in front of him, and his expression dimmed for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I met a little girl somewhat similar to me in the northern wilderness of Delos. She has the holy emblem of Remidia on her body. Do you know anything? There is also a little girl who has mastered the power of original sin. She gives me a very dangerous feeling!"

"A little girl similar to you..." Majelo frowned: "That should be Mistris? She was infected with the Curse of Blood after being injected with the blood of the disguised person by the Dark Cult. However, she kept praying to God and blamed herself for all her sins, thus combining it with the demonic power contained in the Curse of Blood to produce the power of original sin."

"Blame all your sins on yourself? Just her?" Neilbas seemed a little disdainful, but seemed to curl his lips helplessly, and then asked, "What about the little girl who has mastered the original sin?"

"I don't know." How could Margelo know anything about the puppet?

After answering Neilbas's question, Majelo began to ask his own question: "Where have you been in the past years? Why don't you go back to Remidia after being infected with the Curse of Blood?"

"Is it meaningful to be like me? Is it meaningful to go back to Remidia?" After asking Magelo, Neilbas suddenly turned around and left: "As for where I have been going over the years... wherever there is news about Astros, I will be there!"

"Slow down..."

"Boom!" The sharp stone pillar with a strong aura of original sin protruded out of the ground, and Majelo, who was about to approach Neilbas, stopped him: "Grandpa Majelo, your most urgent task now is to find clues about Mistris and the little girl. They may be more dangerous than the disguiser... At least, compared with my method of using original sin power to attack, they know how to use original sin to seduce people's hearts!"

"Bang!"

The dazzling holy power shattered the stone pillar. Margelo looked at Neilbas's position again, but where was Neilbas' trace?

"Have you left?" After clenching his hands for a moment, Magelo's expression darkened and he sighed: "Old guy, I'm really old, I can't even watch your grandson..."

"grandfather!"

"Obes?" Obes' voice came from far to near, and Majelo, who was sighing, looked over in surprise, then widened his eyes and shouted, "Didn't I ask you to lead the Paladins and heresy judges to protect Remidia? Why are you here to come here?"

"I……"

"Go back and reflect now!" Majelo felt infinite fear in his heart... His only son and daughter-in-law were already dead at the hands of the disguiser. If even his only granddaughter had an accident, what was the meaning of his life?!

Fortunately, the person just now was Neil Bass, otherwise...

"Whether as my granddaughter or as a paladin of Remidia, you must remember that you must not disobey my orders!"

"I... is..." Obes's voice was filled with grievances.

She didn't understand why her kind grandfather got so angry. She obviously came over because she cared about Majelo.

The early morning of the Xuzu, the water vapor was a little heavy. Perhaps it was because the Xuzuzu people respected nature very much and would not destroy nature wantonly.

However, it is precisely because of this that the air of Xuzu is very fresh, which makes people feel relaxed and happy after smelling it. Especially Yi Dao Ren who has not been sleeping at night, he feels that breathing such air makes his spirit instantly rejuvenate.

His temple is still under construction at this moment, so naturally he cannot have no rest because of the disciples of the temple. The reason why he is like this is because he has been studying the secret technique of the Void Ancestor Mind Qi all night.

However, Jiang Ling, who was able to study and accompany him to explain the psychic energy to him, had long been unable to resist the attack of the sleepy insects and fell asleep on the table.

"It's a bit troublesome without an ordinary vision. It's just that the Eye of Truth is too closely connected to my brain, and it's a bit constrained to make your eyes..."

After moving his body with the movements extracted from his own dragon vein, Dao Ren Yi walked towards Xilan's temple while thinking about how to refine his eyes that do not affect the eyes of truth on himself.

Yesterday, after Xilan sent Nuoyu as an envoy of Xuzu to various countries to promote Xuzu's martial arts meeting, he informed him to arrive at his temple early this morning, and it is said that there was something to discuss.

When he arrived at the temple in Xilan, Taoist Yi did not say hello and walked in directly.

But after walking in, he suddenly stopped...

Cold and clear, sharp and pure, it is a sword intent that makes people feel the concept of beauty, like a crescent moon in the clear sky on an autumn night!

"How about my knife?"

It is rare that Xilan's tone does not mean that she is free and easy to be lazy, but rather a kind of piety and seriousness.

Therefore, Dao Ren Yi also answered Xilan's question very seriously: "Although I can't see it, I know that your knife is very beautiful!"

“Is it just beautiful?”

“Isn’t beauty enough?”

"Of course not enough!" Xilan's voice raised a little, like a shout, and then asked seriously: "What kind of knife do you think is a knife?"

"What kind of knife?" Dao Ren Yi frowned.

He is an alchemist and an alchemist. Both professions are professions of researchers and have nothing to do with swords. Now Xilan asks him what kind of swords are, and he has no idea how to answer for a moment.

However, there is one thing he knows...

"The sword exists for killing since its opening, right? No matter what the name is, it is for killing when it is made... It should be like this? I am not a knife, why do you ask this?"

"Killing? Haha..." Without answering Yi Daoren's question, Xilan laughed freely, and then the sword intent with cold and beautiful beauty that spread out on his body changed instantly, turning into murderous intent that tear apart: "That's right! The sword exists for killing! There is no reason to deny this fact!"

"Bang!"

It was like the sound of glass breaking, but it was more like the sound of glass being cut in an instant. Then Taoist Yi felt a familiar aura appearing in the direction where the sound came...

That is the breath of truth!

Looking at Yi Daoren's changing expression with satisfaction, Xilan smiled and said, "Space carries time, and time records everything... The time and space shuttle from the heavens, are you willing to go over and take a look with me?"

"Did you call me here early in the morning just to take me on a trip?" Yi Daoren's lips curled up: "But I'm very happy!"

Since someone wants to take him through time and space, why should he refuse?

Just before that...
Chapter completed!