There was only one wall lamp swaying gently in the room.
Most of the room was immersed in darkness.
The ice elf standing at the door never made a sound.
After a long moment of silence, she quietly walked to the seat covered with red brocade and looked down at the young man leaning on it.
The other party leaned back in his chair without any hint of the pope's image. Even though he had been crowned as pope, he remained as casual as ever, completely unlike the man who tried every possible means to gain royal power.
After she approached, the young man just looked up lazily, his silver-white eyes still showing no emotion.
Catalina's face was also expressionless.
But her eyes didn't seem to be calm.
"You are already the Pope."
After a long moment of silence, Catalina suddenly spoke up.
Xu Shuo responded: "Uh-huh."
Catalina added: "I am also the last ice elf in this world. After me, no new dawn exercise will be born, and the power of dawn faith will also be buried."
Xu Shuo didn't answer anything this time.
"In this battle of faith that spanned a thousand years, your light faith finally won, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later." Catalina said with some bitterness.
"You've been thinking about it all day and night, just to say this?" Xu Shuo looked at her.
"I hate you." Catalina said suddenly.
"Then what?"
"Why can you still look so light-hearted!"
Catalina's tone gradually became a little sharp.
The two of them didn't seem to be talking about the same topic.
After realizing this fact, Xu Shuo wisely chose to shut up. He expected that a woman would be unreasonable at this time, so it would be better to wait until she had lost her temper.
Xu Shuo was too lazy to care.
This leaves only the last ten minutes.
Can he still be counter-killed?
The night outside the window is still very dark, and the morning sun may not rise in ten minutes. The dawn of this day may not be waiting for.
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The far western continent.
The city-states on the sea are far away from the mainland, and the folk customs here are mostly unrestrained and happy.
There are still occasional people wandering on the streets late at night.
And some pubs are even more lively.
After a busy day, the mercenaries and rangers would gather in the tavern at this moment, basking in the warmth of the burning fireplace, drinking strong drinks and chatting happily.
"I heard that the Holy See of Light has occupied Fort Tantino and crowned the Pope in the royal capital. But so what, those nobles will never sit still and wait for death. Even the dozens of military districts in the empire will not let it go."
"The way I see it, within half a month, the Holy See will be driven out of the capital again!"
"Didn't you hear that the Silver Shield Legion has now submitted to the Holy See?"
"How many people are there in the Silver Shield Legion? When dozens of military regions unite, even ten Silver Shield Legions won't be able to stop them!"
"Whoever sits on the throne in this situation will probably not sit on it for a long time!"
"Who dares to sit on that throne now?"
"Hahaha, I'm afraid that the little pope will follow in the footsteps of Walder XVIII before he even sits on the throne for long!"
"Alas, His Majesty the King has been foolish and incompetent since he came to the throne. He deserves this fate now."
"It's a pity that the royal family of San Vallo..."
Some mercenaries drank too much and started talking about the current situation in a high mood.
But most of the conversations have no basis, they just talk casually based on their own likes, dislikes and knowledge.
Most of them don't actually care about the unrest in the empire. They are more concerned about whether they will encounter malicious roadblocks during the escort tomorrow.
As for the change of throne and the dispute over authority.
They have not experienced a huge war for thousands of years and do not have a clear understanding of this.
Today's mercenaries and rangers have to deal with mostly wandering thugs and bandits, rather than a well-trained force of cavalry.
Not to mention the crazy chaotic times caused by war.
Over the lively pub.
In the dark night, a huge black shadow passed by.
But no one noticed.
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A coastal hut in the outer area of the city-state.
The ten-year-old boy was sleeping soundly in bed. Although he seemed to have had a nightmare a few nights ago, this did not prevent him from continuing to live.
After all, nothing happened after that night.
It's just that he lost a set of clothes.
The little boy curled up in the warm quilt and smacked his lips in his sleep, but at this time, he suddenly felt a chill coming over him.
The wind blew into his body and he shivered.
Thinking that the quilt had been rubbed open, the little boy fumbled with the quilt in confusion, trying to cover it again.
As a result, I stretched out my hand but found nothing.
After being unable to touch it for a long time and being extremely cold, the little boy finally woke up. He opened his eyes and looked forward in confusion, but his eyes were stung by the wind.
He is not in his room.
Under the dark night sky.
There is the whistling sound of wind in my ears.
At your feet is the endless ocean.
little boy:"……"
little boy:"!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhh-"
High-pitched screams resounded across the night sea, and the little boy danced in fear. Then, he discovered that his waist and abdomen were being shackled by something.
When he looked down, he saw a huge scaly black claw.
The sea breeze blew up, and he smelled the familiar smell of the sea, as well as another strong smell of blood.
The little boy who was facing down then struggled to twist his upper body and looked up, but he only saw something with the same pitch-black scales. He could not see the entire thing completely.
But he probably knew that he was being caught by this thing and flying on the sea.
After being stunned for a few seconds.
The little boy screamed again.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh help!!"
The screams of terror were heard all over the sea, but no one responded to him.
Until a dark island appeared on the sea ahead.
The island seemed to be no more than the size of a walled city. The island was rugged and jagged, with sharp rocks protruding all over the place, presenting strange and strange shapes, like a huge claw pointing upwards.
The little boy watched helplessly as he was getting closer and closer to the island. The sharp rocks on the island passed by. He closed his eyes in fear, and then felt his body being thrown away.
Bang! Bang!
He fell heavily to the ground and after rolling two or three times, his body was bruised by hard stones.
The little boy quickly got up, looked up, and saw a huge black dragon passing over his head.
"Dragon?...Dragon!"
He took two steps back in fear.
Then he saw the black dragon landing not far away, thick red blood overflowing, and the huge black dragon instantly transformed into a human boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
After seeing the appearance of this human being, the little boy managed to calm down a little.
But he soon discovered.
This human boy looked familiar, just like the nightmare he had that night, so within two or three seconds, the little boy became frightened again.
"It's you! Don't come over!"
Seeing the young man approaching him step by step.
The little boy hurriedly tried to escape, but the ground here was rugged and he tripped and fell to the ground again after running two steps.
Wait until he looks up again.
People who were far away from him before were now close at hand.
"Stop screaming a little, and you can still have some strength to struggle later."
The boy who had been silent until now finally spoke up, his dark red eyes flickering slightly as he stared with interest at the panic-looking boy on the ground.
Hearing this, the boy who almost screamed again suppressed his scream.
Then he looked at him in shock: "You...you can talk?!"
"What a novelty, I can actually talk."
The young man grinned, and then before the boy could react, he quickly pressed his shoulder with a lightning-like hand.
Thick blood energy radiated from the entire island. The boy's eyes were scarlet, his fangs were exposed in his mouth, and he suddenly bit the boy's neck!
"ah!"
The boy let out a short scream.
He struggled instinctively, but his body was tightly restrained in place.
Gradually, he lost the strength to struggle.
The entire island gradually glowed red in the darkness.
Huge magic patterns were outlined on the ground, emitting blood-colored light, the silent night turned scarlet, and the waves surged violently, washing over the edge of the island.
But within a moment, the size of the island seemed to have shrunk a bit.
The boy's eyes were dull, and blood was gurgling from the wound on his neck.
At this time, a pattern similar to the magic pattern on the island's ground was slowly outlined around the wound on his neck.
After draining the blood from the boy's body, Luo Kun quickly cut his wrist and pointed the wound at the boy's neck. In an instant, countless red lights on the island converged towards them.
Luo Kun looked calm and stared closely at the boy's changes.
The energy on the island changed turbulently, and even strong winds were set off. The waves rolled up tens of meters under the night sky, and then crashed heavily on the island.
A moment later.
The size of the island has been reduced by half.
A hint of scarlet flashed in the boy's dull brown pupils.
But the red color in Luo Kun's eyes dimmed. He suddenly let go of the wrist on the boy's neck, and his body flashed with dark light, instantly transforming into a huge black dragon.
The black dragon was lying on the ground, its limbs were covered by its abdomen, and its huge wings were lazily drooped on both sides.
It didn't want to move.
[Congratulations on completing the side mission: passing on the blood of the black dragon].
The special dragon clan does not have such spiritual sustenance as belief, and what they admire and inherit is only the power of flesh and blood.
It's the factor rooted in the blood.
This is much more convenient than the ice and snow elves who dislike this and that.
The boy fell to the ground with his scarlet eyes open, accepting the violent and profound dragon inheritance, and the energy on the island gathered towards him.
And this process will probably continue for a long, long time.
As for why you chose him?
I just saw it by the way.
There are still five minutes left.
At this point, time finally caught up.
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Eastern Continent, the royal capital.
In the last five minutes.
Xu Shuo thought, what if this ice and snow elf, who always had a crazy brain, wanted to kill him?
Even though he may not be able to capture this powerful ice elf immediately due to excessive mental energy consumption, he still has other methods that he can use.
It was that BUG-level final trump card, and he kept holding it to no avail.
So it is absolutely impossible to be counterattacked!
However, the current situation...
It's not about turning back time, it's not about not turning back time...
All in all, it’s quite speechless.
at this time.
Zuo Fang was awakened from his sleep by the countdown of the game.
After he came back to his senses, he was so surprised that he wanted to go find someone to share the good news. However, after opening the door to the room, his mood quickly turned into shock.
"What the hell?!"
"Holy shit, shit!"
Zuo Fang was shocked and shouted: "F*ck!"
If he hadn't known that this was a serious theater, he might have thought that he was in some small theater.
In the room with dim wall lamps, on the high seat where figures overlapped, the red brocade mantle that had been placed flatly on the chair was half hanging messily on the ground.
The ice elf forcefully pressed the young man on the seat, even using the power of Dawn Faith, and saw that the light golden priest's robe had been half removed.
After the door was opened, Catalina glared at her in displeasure.
Zuo Fang refreshed and ran over quickly.
He excitedly drew out his knight's sword and stood between the two.
Then he shouted righteously: "What are you doing! What are you doing! What do you want to do by doing these things? Even if you want to do it, you have to give the money first before you can do it!"
Xu Shuo: "..."
Catalina: "..."
After seeing someone coming, Catalina, although unhappy, had actually calmed down and had no real intention to continue to be tough. After all, she felt quite embarrassed.
But now after hearing these words from Zuo Fang.
The ice elf suddenly looked hopeful and said with a strange expression: "So just give me money?"
Zuo Fang: "..."
He didn't expect the other party to respond so seriously.
Zuo Fang suddenly coughed in embarrassment: "Um...just kidding, this is our Pope, even if you give him money, it won't do. And it's almost over. No matter how fast you seize the time, he probably won't be able to get hard."
Come on, how about we talk about it next time..."
The voice fell.
Zuo Fang felt a chill keenly.
So much so that he trembled subconsciously.
So Zuo Fang immediately said: "You continue to play, I'm leaving first!"
He put away his knight's sword and was about to run away, but a hand suddenly grabbed him by the back of his collar. Then he staggered and fell backwards in a daze.
Wait until Zuo Fang regains his composure.
He had changed positions with the young man, and he was forcefully pressed down on the seat.
"In addition to the saints in the Holy See of Light, the chief of the Sun Knights is actually the one closest to the God of Light. You can consider him." Xu Shuo gathered his robe and said.
"Just him?" Catalina looked a little disgusted.
"It's impossible for me to agree to your promise. You don't like other archbishops, and you don't like ordinary humans even more. Then he's the only one left."
"I don't like him either!"
"Then there's nothing we can do about it. He's the only one who's suitable."
"..."
Zuo Fang, who was shackled on the seat, could not move due to the sun crown mark in his body. He could only watch the two people in front of him as if they were talking about him as a commodity.
In the end, the ice and snow elf didn't refute anymore, but looked at him with a strange expression.
Zuo Fang was immediately shocked: "Stop! My faith has been given to the God of Light, and I protect myself like a jade for the God of Light! You can't force me!"
Xu Shuo smiled: "It's okay, you won't be able to get hard at this time anyway."
Zuo Fang: “…………”
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At that last moment, some people were free and others were busy.
There are also people who have narrowly escaped death.
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I originally wanted to finish the script with the last chapter.
When I reviewed the synopsis of the script, I was shocked to find that there was still a little plot left unfinished!
Blanch! This is very embarrassing.
I had to quickly change the previous chapter and continue writing.
Mainly because it was almost over so I got too excited and forgot about it.
