"Michelle, my friend. My next request may be a bit rude, please don't mind."

O'n's flying red hair quietly dropped to his shoulders, looking at Ryan and begging: "In this blockade of Fire City, not only to borrow your reputation, but I also hope to get your blessing."

"I understand your concerns."

Ryan tapped his finger on the wall of the cup, “Whether it was the battlefield of the gods or the plain of the wind, the Pope failed to defeat me twice, and you were worried that he would transfer his anger towards me to the City of Fire.

I can only say that this situation may happen, not sure, but I guess the Pope is not so stupid.

Both invasions started with him, both of which were defeated by me. I work with you, and if he wants to take the opportunity to do anything to the City of Fire, I have more secrets about the Temple of Light and the Pope himself."

"He tried to devour other people's lives and make himself a god. More secrets would not be more terrifying than this, unless the 'angel' you just mentioned..."

Oun used his magic to condense the multi-layer barrier around him and lowered his voice, "Michelle, the Pope will fear you, but he will definitely not be afraid of the City of Fire.

Not only those who carry the blessings of light in their bodies, you will definitely know what I will do during the lockdown period, including the sins spread by the Flower of Time and the true face of the Pope... So it is not only the City of Fire, I personally need you more

blessed.”

"The things you have to do are indeed dangerous than me."

Ryan could guess Oun’s thoughts. Not only did he want to destroy the pope’s ambitions, he seemed to destroy the Temple of Light that was overwhelming the main city.

"Yes." Oun, "Michelle, I need your blessing so that my plan can be more convenient."

"But I have a different position from you." Ryan's head hangs slightly, "Ohn, there can be no pope on the mainland, and there cannot be no temple of light. Those priests and priests are puppets of the pope."

Oun's lips pursed slightly, "You think the Temple of Light now... still exists-"

"Ohn, it's the Pope and some of the gods that are wrong."

Ryan lowered his voice and interrupted Oun's unfinished words in a serious tone: "The continent that lost light will make darkness more and more presumptuous until the arrival of destruction, and the Temple of Light must exist."

Everything can be erased and started again, including the gods who coexist with the world.

All races are created by gods, and when the gods disappear, everything will be destroyed.

If a new fate comes, Ryan's previous repeated recurrences will be meaningless.

Even if the gods cannot come, they can still achieve something through other methods. The pope has the power to become a god.

Oun is a very suitable dealer, and Ryan doesn't want him to be hurt by disrespect.

Even though Ryan reacted quickly, Oun still felt the oppression of secret majesty in an instant.

It's like someone's eyes traveling through the darkness, waiting for the inappropriate words and deeds of the criminals.

The pressure soon disappeared due to Ryan's words. Oun covered his chest with his hands and took several deep breaths to slowly calm down his sudden tense fear.

"The imperial city that was once shrouded in darkness for many days...it turned out to be so."

Until his fear and heartbeat calmed down, Oun slowly wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He drank a small mouthful of hot and panicked mentality, closed his eyes and whispered to pray in a whisper: "I'm sorry, great god, I'm not trying to slander you

I mean, please forgive my mistakes.

I just feel that pure light should not be encroached on darkness.”

Damn.

Oun felt that he must have been doing too well recently, otherwise why would he make the same mistake again?

The god's gaze disappeared due to Oun's confession. Ryan vaguely noticed some Oun's emotional abnormality and asked in his mind: "Tian, ​​the dragon blood of the last time really completely cleared Oun's body, because

Are the side effects caused by Dragon Crystal?”

Ryan thought it was interesting to get along with Oun before, but his personality was a little too arrogant, and Oun could easily kill himself.

"There are still some remnants of the dragon crystal shatter, but the impact is not much."

System: "It is recommended that he wait for the sun to break through in the morning, drink the sunlight sacred dew drops in the pure lake water facing the early morning sunlight, so as to better clean up the residuals that cannot be absorbed in his bloodline."

Ryan: "Tong, are you sure there are no personal grudges?"

"There is no personal grudge, the Sun-Shadow Holy Dew Drop is more useful than the Dragon Blood at this time."

System, “And I am just a system now, not a human, no emotions.”

Ryan: "Hmm?"

It always makes sense, but it seems something is wrong.

"What's more, the consciousness just now was not the God of Light, but the angel who was loyal to the God of Light." System: "It was not the 'angel' condensed by the Pope with holy light, but the angel who created the God of Light and possessed the divine nature."

Ryan was a little curious, "Is it the Archangel that Secchira mentioned before?"

"Not the Archangel with Secchira." System, "is another more powerful angel."

"It's a pity."

Ryan sighed in his heart, "If it were the archangel Secchira was familiar with, maybe I could still take the opportunity to contact him."

Just imagine how magical the scene was to let the angels deal with the pope.

"It's OK now." The system whispered: "Is krypton gold?"

System: "It is not only a way to inform you of the ways to contact Archangel, but also how to go to the Land of Holy Light, and there is no guarantee of entering the Land of Holy Light."

Ryan asked cautiously: "How much do you want to krypton?"

System: "999999 only."

"If you don't listen, you don't have money, you won't krypton."

Ryan simply denies the three consecutive games, "I want to keep the secret to unlock Isidor for the 100,000 yuan, don't use anything else to tempt me."

Damn, why are there so many secrets that make him curious? This is more gold-eating than the previous game that deceived him into krypton gold!

The system sighed regretfully, "Your own gold coins, just make sure you decide."

Lane: ...

He has confidence that he can still make money!

After his emotions were completely calmed down and no longer watched by the high-level consciousness, Ouen breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for your help just now, my friend."

"Remember to be careful next time." Ryan hints, "Sometimes loyal followers are more sensitive than the gods themselves."

"It was my mistake just now, I shouldn't have that kind of disrespectful thought."

O'n also reacted quickly and did not continue to ask who was staring at him just now. He looked up at Ryan, held the teacup in both hands and hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in a low voice: "My friend, Michelle, the pope's heart."

How did he escape the perception of the gods in such hypocritical darkness?”

"It cannot be said to be an escape, the Pope is stronger than you."

Ryan put his right hand on his index finger with his left hand, controlling the breath of void and merged with Oun's barrier. "Oun, you must swear to the gods and promise that the secret I will tell you will not be leaked to the outside world next."

Oun's expression was cautious, "Can I swear, is it light or magic?"

His faith is the God of Magic, but Oun has felt the divine power of light twice.

Ryan: "Everything is OK."

“I would like to swear to the God of Light.”

Oun put his hand on his chest, closed his eyes, and bowed his head piously, "If I reveal the secret you will tell without your permission, the magic in my body will be imprisoned forever, and Lebayer will no longer have light.

"

Ryan: "There are serious consequences, and violating the gods behind them will definitely bring punishment."

Oun opened his eyes, "I won't betray."

"The right decision, but I can't say something in detail. You just need to know a little."

Ryan raised his jaw slightly, and the magic condensed into a simple example in the air, with a low and steady voice, "Divine warfare is an inevitable fate, and was initiated by a human, and eventually he became the god who was in charge of lies.

Later...humans and dark gods were not satisfied, so various races and dark gods broke out again in divine wars, and the gods with light still fell.

When everything is over, all the gods are punished or blessed because of the gods' war, and some gods fall and fall into sleep because of the gods' war. Their bodies cannot descend to the continent, and their will is greatly restricted, which is why the gods do not respond.

The main reason for believers.”

"Is this the truth that the gods do not respond to?"

Oun looked slightly stunned, without questioning the authenticity of Ryan's words at all, his body trembled slightly, "I always thought that God no longer needed our faith."

"God is restricted, and they cannot respond." Lane, "God never gave up on believers. Even if the body cannot come, they must have looked at them through other ways."

Oun slowly closed his eyes, repented for his unfirm belief, and then asked a moment of trouble: "So the Pope's ambition to control the knights to destroy the faith of the gods...

Is it because he also knows these secrets and does he know that the true God cannot punish his sins?"

"The true god cannot descend to the body, and consciousness alone cannot exert all the divine power."

Ryan: "I have said just now that the Pope is far above you. He can also make himself stronger by absorbing life, and even have power comparable to that of a god.

The real god cannot come, and when facing the Pope, the true god may also fall. He has not yet made himself a god because he is greedy and has become the supreme god."

Oun's lips opened slightly, "You mean, light?"

Ryan did not answer directly, quietly held up the teacup, and after a moment he continued: "When the Pope absorbs the lives of others and makes himself a god, the continent will be broken again and fall into darkness.

I don't know whether the shackles on the gods were lifted by that moment, and I am willing or can only ignore the invasion of darkness. In short, before the Pope becomes a god, I must try my best to deprive him of his power and prevent the spread of darkness. This is all the races on the continent.
To be continued...