"God..."

"ask……"

The vision in front of me was blurry, and the voice in my ears was also a bit confusing. It took a long time before I could barely see something clearly.

Xu Shuo's brain thinking has always been very clear.

It's just that his five senses are not very clear.

After discovering that he could never focus enough to see and hear the surroundings clearly, Xu Shuo simply activated his skills, replacing his eyes and ears with "clear vision" and "piercing hearing".

Then he saw clearly the situation in front of him.

This is the temple of the Holy See of Light.

In the empty and magnificent golden temple, there was only a girl kneeling on the ground with her eyes closed, praying. She was facing in her direction, and the sun crown on her head was shining brightly.

Then, I seemed to sense something.

The girl opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Did you hear my voice? There is one thing that you and I both missed, and now this shortcoming has exploded."

She looked in Xu Shuo's direction and sighed.

This is the Saint of Light.

But at this moment, the white dress of the Saint of Light was stained with blood, and the bleeding location was in the middle of her chest. A large area of ​​red stained the white-gold priestly dress, but it seemed that the bleeding had stopped now.

Even though she is a little embarrassed, the Saint of Light is still calm and gentle, and the dim light around her makes her even more holy and solemn.

Xu Shuo saw this and was about to ask.

But he found that he couldn't make a sound.

The Saint of Light seemed to know his situation.

Then he continued: "It is my fault that a traitor appeared in the Heretic Tribunal, causing the power of faith in the gods to be eroded by the Fallen Gods."

The voice fell.

Xu Shuo reacted suddenly.

That fifth person!

The fifth person who has never appeared in the royal camp is actually hiding in the Heretic Tribunal of the Saint of Light!

The Inquisition is a special existence.

It is similar to the Knights of the Sun under the Pope of Light. The Heretic Tribunal only accepts orders from the Saint of Light, but unlike the Knights of the Sun, the Heretic Tribunal has endured countless blood and sins for the Holy See.

The sublimity of light has nothing to do with them.

The Inquisition is destined to lurk in the darkness, with its hands stained with filth, accompanying itself with blood and sin, like rats rotting in the gutter.

If it continues like this for a long time.

The mind is bound to be distorted.

But with the presence of the choir of the Saints of Light, the Inquisition can also wash away the dirt on its hands, just as the light will surely illuminate the darkness.

Just the darkness behind the light.

There will also be a shadowed corner.

There is an emissary of the Heretic Tribunal who cannot escape this shadow. After being induced by the royal power, he chose madness and explosion.

This is the disadvantage mentioned by the Holy Lady of Light.

only……

Xu Shuo is not only concerned about this point.

If it was just the Heretic Tribunal, why would it cause problems on his side?

There must be something else about Guangming City, or Guangming Faith, that he doesn't know about.

"Are you thinking about the issue of light faith?"

The Holy Lady of Light suddenly said at this time.

Xu Shuo lowered his head and looked at her.

The Holy Goddess of Light looked helpless: "This is also something I don't know. It may involve the battle thousands of years ago, or even the true secret of the God of Light. In short, you cannot abandon this City of Light."

Therefore, when Xu Shuo left Guangming City with all the Holy See troops, the Saint of Guangming had already guessed his plan.

Just for this decision.

She just didn't care.

Because the two of them probably have the same idea.

As long as the royal power of the San Valo Empire is overthrown, Guangming City can be rebuilt anywhere.

And the reason why she stayed in Guangming City instead of evacuating was just to set an example, appease the people here, and appease the faith belonging to the Holy See of Guangming.

Besides, the war may not necessarily spread here.

And now.

The Holy Lady of Light was glad that she did not leave.

"I have activated the city defense formation of Guangming City, but because of the damage to the statue of the God of Light and the riots caused by the power of faith, I cannot hold on for long. If possible, end the battle on your side as soon as possible." Saintess of Light

said.

Xu Shuo did not respond.

He felt a murmur in his mind, like a prayer.

At the same time, the previous scenes of Guangming City also flashed through his mind, but it seemed that the film being played was somewhat unclear.

Xu Shuo looked at the Saint of Light again.

He saw the other party bowing and saluting him.

Then the scene in front of me disappeared.

…

Underground temple.

The sun crown that appeared on the statue of the God of Light gradually dissipated, and then, only the cold gray stone statue remained, without the light and sacred aura just now.

After the Saint of Light could no longer detect the Pope's aura, she sighed slightly, turned around and walked out of the temple.

But she hasn't left yet.

I saw a figure appear at the door of the temple.

The figure was carrying light, so only a thin black outline and a pair of slightly red eyes could be seen.

"It smells very good."

A strangely emphatic laugh sounded.

The Holy Goddess of Light's expression did not change: "You shouldn't come here. The power of faith of the Holy See of Light shouldn't make you feel relaxed."

She continued to walk forward without stopping.

After arriving at the entrance of the temple, she saw clearly the young man standing there who was two heads shorter than her.

The young man just glanced at her with an unclear meaning, and then turned his attention to the statue of the God of Light in the temple. The red light in his eyes seemed to be sizing up something.

Then, probably because what he was looking for didn't happen, he became slightly less interested.

And the next moment.

Suddenly a hand fell on his head.

The hand also rubbed his hair gently.

"The army of Warcraft will launch an attack tonight at the latest. I need to keep an eye on the defector at all times. I'm afraid I won't be able to allocate my energy to deal with the ice elf. Xiao Hei, please help me contain her.

"

The Saint of Light touched the boy's head and said.

Luo Kun looked dull, and the next moment he suddenly grabbed the hand on his head and looked at her with an unkind expression: "What are you doing?"

The young man's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and the black dragon aura full of murderous intent was overflowing unbridled.

The Holy Lady of Light paused for a moment, her face was calm and holy, and she showed no fear of the young man. She even hugged the young man's head with both hands and pressed it to his chest.

puff!

"Oh, Xiao Hei, don't be shy~"

The Saint of Light smiled brightly: "You are still just a three-hundred-year-old child. This is your first time in the human world."

Luo Kun mimics the appearance of a human being. He is only about thirteen or fourteen years old and not very tall.

So he only reached about the chest of the Saint of Light.

After his head was pressed directly on the opponent's chest, he not only felt that his forehead was soft, but the tip of his nose also smelled the smell of blood with a sacred aura. The stimulation of the blood smell made the dragon instinct in his body particularly active.
To be continued...