The St. Joan Empire is the headquarters of the Church of Light, and the "Light Charter" is one of the most complete legal codes in the world.
Famous far and wide, the St. Joan Empire's security is very good, second only to the Kingdom of Bohemia.
The legal awareness and moral standards of the people of St. Joan are among the best among the countries in Saigon mainland.
After drinking the red wine in his glass, Gonzalez looked at the two young paladins. Both of them were outstanding, but they both had some problems, especially Michelle.
"Young people should not be too pretentious. Many things require attention to methods." Gonzalez said leisurely.
Michelle stood up directly, turned around and left without saying a word. He knew that the other party would say this to advise him.
Raphael sighed: "Violence cannot solve all problems, and it is impossible to kill all those who create problems."
As he watched Michelle leave, Gonzalez was not angry. He knew why the other party was like this.
The young man was stimulated and became extremely violent and violent, and he could not correct it in a short time.
There were only two people left in the private room. Gonzalez stared at Rafael with a half-smile, but Rafael suddenly became excited and realized that he was going to be unlucky.
Sure enough, Gonzalez snorted: "Raphael, I really belong to you. You are only 32 years old. When I was as young as you, I worked honestly every day and worked hard without complaining.
You're a good boy, your paddling skills are top-notch, and among other things, last time at the border of the Nokman Empire, you were obviously the first to go, but the werewolf Marquis was killed first by that little girl Kesha!
Tell me honestly, were you tempted by her beauty, so you gave up your prey?"
Raphael's face twitched, feeling aggrieved:
"Nothing. I don't like strong women. You really can't blame me. The lethality of the endless thunder is terrifying. That woman Kesha has no concept of friendly forces when she attacks. Of course I have to stay away..."
With a cold snort, Gonzalez interrupted him directly:
"If I had been as smooth-talking as you, I wouldn't have been photographed... ahem, I wouldn't be single now!"
He raised his hand, and a white light appeared. A gorgeous firearm floated above the table, and a soft light enveloped the entire private room.
Spots of light floated up and down in the private room, like an ocean of light.
Raphael's face was shocked. A pair of translucent light wings appeared on both sides of the hunting pistol that was shining with white light in the air, like angel wings, so lifelike that you could even see the lines on the feathers.
The wings of light fluttered, and the gun flew like a bird into the hands of the astonished Michelle. He was a little confused:
"Captain, this..."
Gonzalez's face became serious: "The Wings of Glory, the church does not only have one famous gun, but this one is of extraordinary significance. It once illuminated an era.
Now that the wave period has arrived, the light of dawn and the endless thunder have appeared.
It can be expected that in the future, famous guns such as Violent Rain and Fury of the Earth will also appear, and even the Demons and their Abyss Fire, Primordial Darkness, etc. will also appear!
In short, the days of war are coming."
Thinking of the prediction sent by the Natural School, Gonzalez couldn't help clenching his fists!
The demons were only temporarily suppressed, and their power did not fully surface. If they were allowed to awaken several dark monarchs...
He had a famous gun in his hand, but Raphael just felt like he was holding a hot potato, and his expression turned bitter:
"Can you give this to Michelle? I'm not trying to dodge, I think he is more suitable than me..."
Gonzalez stared at Rafael coldly, and Rafael's voice became lower and lower.
Come on, the days of leisurely paddling are probably gone forever.
Seemingly remembering something, Gonzalez said:
"Speaking of which, the Wings of Glory and another famous gun were made by the same saint. The alchemist of the Holy Domain was not satisfied after creating the Wings of Glory.
In his later years, he used meteorite iron to build a famous gun that is said to be even more powerful."
Raphael shrugged, disapproving:
"I know that he is the only person who has made two famous guns. He said that he wanted to create the most powerful gun that can gather the light power of all the celestial bodies of the sun, moon and stars.
It seems to be called Star Wings, but unfortunately, no one can use that gun, not even him."
Gonzalez smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily true. The famous gun has a spirit, and it will definitely not be willing to remain silent forever, so it should lower its requirements for the master.
Faluolan's Secret Land of Hundred Flowers will be opened in a year. After you enter, you can use the Wings of Glory to communicate, and maybe you can bring it out."
At this time, a weak voice sounded from Raphael's mind:
"Xingchen must be bored. After all, he has been waiting for his master for more than a thousand years. Let me persuade him not to be so stubborn."
Raphael was surprised as he heard the sound of the Wings of Glory in his hand.
After a while, this famous gun gradually became illusory, and its wings emitting white light enveloped him.
Raphael's green pupils turned snow-white, and his entire eyes seemed to have lost their color and were all white.
A soft white light emitted from his body, and a circle of light loomed under his feet, spreading rapidly.
The temperature dropped sharply, the cold air spread, the floor began to freeze, snowflakes floated, and it started to snow in the private room.
"Withering Cold Light", this is Raphael's power attribute.
The power corresponding to Michael's "Heart-Burning Holy Fire", not every generation in the church has someone who can control these two powers.
Gonzalez watched all this calmly.
Not a single snowflake fell on him, and there was no ice under his feet. Even the air around him was still at its original temperature. Raphael's prototype of the domain had no effect on him.
After a while, Raphael returned to normal and looked at the ice cubes and snowflakes on the ground, feeling very embarrassed:
"What should I do? The boss will kill me if he finds out."
"Boom!"
Gonzalez, who sat on the chair like an immortal monument, tapped the table.
As the sound sounded, invisible ripples swept through the entire private room, and the ice cubes and snowflakes all melted away, completely, as if nothing had happened.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Raphael was secretly speechless, the leader was getting more and more terrifying.
He glanced at the slightly lit wing pattern on his arm and sighed.
This gun is not that easy to get, so he will be very busy next.
Sure enough, Gonzalez said calmly:
"Not all famous guns are as easy to talk to as Glory Wings. In the next three months, Michelle will have to adapt to another famous gun from the church that has a bit of a stubborn temper, and take a break by the way.
During this period, you will take over all his tasks!"
Rafael looked helpless, but the matter was not over yet, Gonzalez continued: "In addition, you should go to Faloran to check the situation of the secret realm.
Not surprisingly, someone should have already gone.
Look at who the opponents are this time, and the demons can also enter. This time, I am afraid it will be more dangerous than before."
Nodding to indicate that he understood, Raphael knew that the days of peace were becoming fewer and fewer. Twelve years had passed and the demon princes were almost ready to organize a counterattack.
In the next few years, there will definitely be a fight! The devil will not be willing to hide all the time.
After patting Rafael on the shoulder, Gonzalez walked away and walked to the door of the room. He paused:
"Forgot to mention, I ordered a bottle of 282-year-old Crimson Moon to take away. This wine is yours, remember to pay for it!"
The pace quickened, and Gonzalez, who was having sex for free, left the scene gracefully, leaving a confused Rafael messy in the wind.
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The night is getting darker, and the bright moonlight is shining in the sky.
In the small villa, Kesha leaned on Ren's shoulder and told him some things about her childhood.
She didn't care what Ren thought, she just talked about herself.
She gradually fell asleep, and Ren frowned, turning his head to stare at her beautiful face so close at hand.
She was very beautiful, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even Catherine looked a little less elegant in comparison.
She looked very gentle while sleeping. Thinking of what she told him, Ren couldn't help but sigh.
Picking up Keisha, he walked into Catherine's bedroom,
Renn gently placed her on the bed, picked up a blanket, and covered her up.
He turned around and left, and the other party said that he would stay with him for a while until Catherine came back.