Douluo Continent, Wuhun City, Angel Temple.

The platinum statue stands at the door of the temple. The goddess in white armor has her eyelids lowered. Love and compassion are revealed in her eyes. She crosses her hands in front of her chest and prays for blessings for the suffering people in the world.

Generally speaking, the temperament of compassion and compassion is most vividly displayed in this statue.

Warm and shining light spreads down from the void at the top of the temple, shining on the temple and the statues, representing bright sunshine and clouds in the sky filling the space.

Six huge wings stretch from his back and surround the goddess. The white gold light is constantly flashing. Brightness and holiness are the first impression this statue brings to those who come to worship.

This is the inheritance place of the Angel God, the Angel Temple, a different space located in Wuhun City.

Only a small number of people on the absolute top floor of Wuhun Temple with very noble status can enter it. The rest of the people cannot discover the entrance of this temple at all.

"Praise."

The door of the temple to the outside world was opened, and a staggering old man in white slowly walked in from the outside. His legs moved on the golden floor tiles. Every time he stepped to the ground, the floor tiles under his feet shone with warmth.

and healing light.

But what is also bright is the golden crocodile at this moment. His heavy gait seems to make this watcher who has been dormant for decades actually feel a little twilight at this moment.

This should be something that is hard to imagine for him, a ninety-eighth level super Douluo.

After all, although he is old and has many hidden diseases in his body, Golden Crocodile's body can still support him for many years.

But at this moment, as long as anyone with basic eyesight who is not blind can see the current Golden Crocodile, they will definitely be able to see the complex emotions of death, swing, expectation, pain and other emotions intertwined with him at this moment.

Stepping to the door of the temple, he looked up at the angel statue with drooped eyelids and a compassionate expression. Golden Crocodile clasped his hands in front of his chest, made a praying posture, slowly lowered his head, and slowly knelt down.

In front of the idol.

Under the divine light, at the entrance of the platinum temple, a huge shining statue stood, looking down at the white-haired old man with his head lowered with compassionate eyes.

The devout saint knelt down on the Shinto of Light, closed his eyes and told his own contradictions:

"Great and holy God, your devout believers hereby repent..."

…

Wuhun City, Xiyuan.

In the pavilion between the sea of ​​flowers, the beautiful pope was wearing a thin lavender dress, holding his hands on his plump and round chest, standing and looking at the blue sky, with a bit of regret in his eyes, letting the wind blow in the sea of ​​flowers.

The breeze shook the hem of her skirt but it didn't move at all.

On the stone table next to her, there is an exquisite wine pot made of jade, filled with fine wine from Xingluo. Even if it is sealed by the wine pot, the distant aroma of wine still slowly wafts from the mouth of the pot.

out.

However, Bibi Dong was just standing there at the moment, with her back to the wine bottle on the stone table, looking at the sky, not tasting the wine behind her, not knowing what she was waiting for.

"Your Majesty."

While Bibi Dong was waiting, a narrow crack made of fine lines suddenly appeared in the space behind her, leading to a dark and deep narrow crack. On both sides of the crack were canine-shaped edges, which looked like a wild tearing feeling.

A woman with short hair walked out of the dark crack, knelt down behind Bibi Dong, and bowed respectfully.

He is one of Bibi Dong's four personal guards, Wen Wen, who is responsible for coordinating and managing the Pope's palace intelligence network.

Now Wuhun Palace has unified the southern part of the continent and taken over the intelligence network of the former Star Luo Empire. Even though it has recruited many intelligence personnel from Star Luo and members of the Zhu family, Wen Wen's current work is much busier than before.

"You're here, how's it going?"

Bibi Dong did not look back, still facing Wen Wen, and asked softly, as if she had been waiting for Wen Wen's arrival just now.

"Your Majesty, as you expected, after the two priests came out of the Angel Temple, they went straight back to the Elder Hall." Wen Wen replied.

"well……"

When Bibi Dong heard Wen Wen's answer, which she had expected, she sighed, not knowing what she was feeling.

"You should go back first. You still have a lot of things to do. You have to pay close attention to the situation on Tiandou's side and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"I understand." Wen Wen nodded again, then retreated into the deep crevice behind him and hid in it.

And as Wen Wen disappeared, the long and narrow deep cracks began to close, then merged into a black line, and finally disappeared into the space.

After Wen Wen left, Bibi Dong shook her head slightly, and her delicate face that had gathered all the beauty in the world appeared a little sad. She turned around and picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured half a cup into the wine glass next to it, and then picked up the wine bottle.

Wine glass.

Turning her head to look in the direction of the Elder's Hall, Bibi Dong picked up the wine glass, touched it to the void, then moved her jade hand horizontally, and poured the wine in the glass onto the floor:

"The Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, respectfully presents two golden crocodiles to his Majesty..."

…

At the entrance of Bai Mao Dessert Shop, a strong old man with bright blond hair looked up at the plaque above, then lowered his head and saw through the glass the young man in white who was sitting in a single room feeding a black cat, and opened the door.

"Welcome, what do you want?"

Xiaoli, who was wearing a waiter's outfit, looked at the blond old man who walked in through the door, with a business smile on her face and greeted him with a smile.

"I'm looking for Fan Yun."

Qian Daoliu didn't say much nonsense, but he still explained his purpose of coming here in a very "polite" manner.

"Xiao Li, this old man is my guest."

Fan Yun also walked out of the single room at the right time, smiled and said to Xiaoli at the counter.

Xiaoli nodded, then smiled at her boss, the handsome partner, and replied: "Then please entertain this guest, and I will entertain the other guests."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." After Fan Yun replied to Xiaoli, he welcomed Qian Daoliu into the single room.

After reaching the right position, Qian Daoliu did not waste too much time, but went directly to the topic.

"The inheritance place is ready, you can go in today."

"Are you really ready, Your Majesty the Great Worshiper? After all, what the Angel God means to you..."

Fan Yun didn't finish his words, but he believed Qian Daoliu could understand what he meant.

"...Ready." Qian Daoliu said after being silent for a while, "Even if the angel god comes in person, he will definitely support my decision."

"He is the god who represents light and justice."

"When He spread the blood and power of light, he must have wanted to give the world more power to fight against evil and opportunities for advancement."

"What you are trying to do now coincides with what He is pursuing."

Fan Yun nodded, indicating that he understood.

Since Qian Daoliu has accepted it, there is no problem.

"Golden Crocodile is dead." Qian Daoliu said suddenly.

Fan Yun: "..."

Picking up the tea on the table, Fan Yun took a sip, lowered his head and rubbed the big cat's head. He was not too surprised by the choice of the second offering.

Second, there is a high probability that worshipers commit suicide.

As the most devout believer of the Angel God, he could not allow others to accuse him of destroying the inheritance temple of light, but as a human being, he was unwilling to give up the possibility of allowing human beings to gain a step forward.

The fierce conflicts caused by different identities have been clashing in Jin Crocodile's mind since he learned about Fan Yun and Qian Daoliu's plans.

God and man...

Which one is more important?

The Golden Crocodile despised himself for not being pious enough to the gods, and at the same time he hated himself for not being selfish enough as a human being.

Even if one of the two ends of the scale was slightly heavier by one tael, he would not be in such pain.

In the end, Golden Crocodile made his choice.

He remained pious and did not want to be an obstacle to human progress. After repenting to his gods, he committed suicide.

"Fan Yun, Cardinal of the Wuhun Palace, respectfully presents two offerings to His Majesty..."

Fan Yun picked up the tea cup in his hand and raised it slightly in the direction of the Elder Hall.
Chapter completed!