Kishua exhaled deeply, leaned against the pillar in front of the gate, and stared at Avia who came with Jijun. "If you've been invited and agreed, then you should work hard to complete it." After not seeing each other for many years, in the eyes of the Demon Marshal, the voice of this silver-haired young man who might be the solution to the church's problems is still the same as it was back then, as calm as the lake in the forest. "Also, the last clause of the Alliance Treaty is to protect our allies." "Is it." In just a short moment, the Demon Marshal's body was filled with a torrent of magical power containing powerful energy. This is a small magic cannon created by directly condensing the magic elements in the surroundings into one place, accelerating them and then releasing them immediately, and repeating this process. Such a high-speed circulation of magic power, as if the slightest contact could destroy the soul, appeared behind the Demon Marshal in the hundreds. Although their numbers and power are far less than those in the previous battle with Zhu Yue, they should not be underestimated. To be honest, the Demon Marshal really didn't want this to happen. He didn't want to cause any harm to either Avia or Altluchi. He just wanted to force them to retreat.
"I'll hold Kishua back, and you find a chance to go in." After the silver-haired young man said this in a calm voice, as if to dissolve all tension, in Ji Jun's eyes, he skillfully let the magic power like molten lava circulate in his body and rushed forward holding the sword and gun. Kishua watched as Avia approached him at an unimaginable speed, and the abundant magic power on his body was naturally emanating and attacking him at an accelerating speed... The color of the molten magic was like the magic born from the blood river of the earth that was killed in the war. Countless magic beams instantly gathered in front of Avia and turned into magic light that attacked him. Generally speaking, the killing power of magic power directly released by a magician is extremely limited. However, due to some unknown effect, the power of the magic beam reached thousands or hundreds of times the normal power and continued to rise without limit. But Avia's figure was like a multi-layered defense wall that could block everything, and the light beams destroyed everything during their several round trips. The old man was still slowly looking at the cold light in the silver-haired young man's eyes. As a magician who had learned from the Magic King Solomon and comprehended the second magic, even if he could not continue to use the second magic at present, he was still a pinnacle in the magic world. In fact, now, Kishua is accelerating his consciousness to the limit, causing the subjective world to stop functioning. Of course, time did not really stop. His own movements also slowed down, and the magic power coming from Avia caused the air around him to become a sea of warm mucus. But in just a few seconds, the Demon Marshal, who was unable to use the second method, still could not think of a way to escape and could only continue to be delayed. however-- "Coback, I'm troubling you now. I'll buy you a drink next time." But fortunately, before coming, Kishua specifically asked for help from his good friend Kobaik who was hiding in the maze. Although Kobaik was not as strong as him, he was able to trap and bind people in a way that even gods would find difficult to escape. "Kishiya, you didn't tell me that this was Mr. Ji's business before you came. Oh, this is really troublesome--" A lock suddenly appeared and formed a spiral in the opposite direction of the space distortion, filling the surrounding space, but somehow, the Demonic Marshal felt that his junior brother seemed to be suddenly stunned. "This... Could it be that this is you..." Avia smiled at Lock: "Long time no see, Koback." 145: Dead Apostles, True Ancestors, and Magicians unite again
"There shouldn't be the possibility of being condemned, blamed, and punished simply for not believing in God." "Kobek, although you are a dead apostle, you are an old man who has followed the church since the time of Pope Novia, and you are also the perfecter of the holy scriptures. As long as you behave yourself, I will forgive your sins." "...Where's Marb? That girl hasn't appeared since Millennium City. Where is she?! What on earth is she doing now?!" "My Lord has said that we will define those who do not believe in God as dead disciples in human form from now on. Therefore, suppressing, persecuting or killing such people will not be considered an action that violates the church's doctrine." "You are all absolutely crazy..." "Are you still stubborn? Then I declare that Koback Alcatraz, a dead apostle spy lurking in the church for many years, is a demon who intends to steal the holy scriptures. He is an existence that the church and its subordinate organizations, the Burial Bureau, and the Heretic Knights should fight against. He is included in the Eighth Mystery Society's must-kill list. Go ahead." Facing the church that was about to attack him, Koback ignored it and just raised his head to look up at the thing. Although he knew that the past was gone, he still squinted his eyes devoutly. "There are many kinds of sin. Cheating others, framing others, being jealous of others, taking lives. These are all evils that only humans can bear. These are all poisons that only affect humans, but - this is the most ancient evil among them, the sin of rejecting 'revelation'." In the holy temple that had already gone dark, the smiling marble statue was still shining with a faint silvery glow under the sunlight as always. "Sooner or later, one day, the sound of prayer will turn into a call, recording your sins in detail. Everyone, recall it and do not forget it." After he finished speaking, the people in the church fell into a confused silence. Kobbek felt sad about this, as he was just stating it simply like this, but everyone was reacting with confusion. This is obviously what the church members should remember when they were studying. "That is one of your great sins, and it is also one of your salvations, and it is called—" His consciousness was dominated by memories of the past, and hope for the future gradually ignited, and Cobaik came back to his senses. Looking at the smiling silver-haired man, for a moment, the thought popped into my mind that I might have made a mistake, but I quickly put that thought out of my mind. That person was standing right in front of him. "——Novia." "Well, you've worked hard over the years, Koback." "What's wrong with you, Koback? Why did you suddenly--" Although the Demonic Marshal was puzzled as to why his junior fellow apprentice suddenly looked like crying just like his teacher Shengtian, he heard a swish the next second, and then, Kobake's chains attacked him, and by the time the old man reacted, he had already been tied up. It can't be seen on the surface, but in fact this is Koback's ability to lock his mind. "Kishua, you have thick skin and have lived for so long, this won't affect you." "Ah? Not really. I just cheated you out of a bottle of wine. Do you think you'd be resentful for eight hundred years? Be gentle. Don't tie me so tightly." "Don't worry, there's no danger anymore... This guy can't move anymore." Ignoring the words of the Mage Marshal, Kobak turned to Avia. "Ji Xiuya, what do you think of Zhu Yue's strength?" Avia's tone was calm.
"Oh? Although she is the Moon King, in reality, she has no support from the planets. Even without the Second Method, she cannot be my opponent." "How dare you say that." Kobake muttered softly, but the Demon Marshal pretended not to hear and continued to look at Avia in front of him with a calm expression. From the 180-degree change in his junior brother's attitude and the name he just called out, he naturally understood the whole story in an instant. This Avia is definitely the Novia who united believers and established the Cathedral Church in the first century... Jixuya couldn't help but feel curious. He thought that such a person would pass away like his teacher, but he didn't expect that he would reappear and deal with the church now. When he thought about it carefully, it was normal. It seemed that the church became so powerful because of this person. "Then things are simple. If Zhu Yue wants to revive in the body of Altuluchi, whom she considers a 'failure', we can just unite and destroy him again. After all, he is a troublemaker and it is not good to keep him. It is better for everyone if we deal with him early." There was still a smile on Avia's face, and her tone was as gentle as ever, but for Kishura, there was a sense of pressure for some reason. Do you really dare to say that? Unite? It has been three hundred years since we united to kill Zhu Yue. Even now, the Dead Apostles, the True Ancestors, and the magicians I brought with me are still fighting. The old man couldn't help but say this in his heart, but on second thought, it does make sense, because Arteluci is not as perfect as the unborn Elquite, and in this era she can't use her body to get the full support of the planet... The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Perhaps because of this, the Demon Marshal's tone suddenly became cheerful. "However, Van Feim is still easy to deal with, but the White Wing Duke is just like the Black Wing Duke, a loyal subordinate of Zhu Yue. Although his strength is not to be feared, it will be quite troublesome once he starts making trouble." "I've asked the Black and White Knights and Cathy to stop him. If possible, we can kill him. Anyway, the actual leader of the Dead Apostles is Altruci. Van Phimm also agrees." "Wow, those three guys actually listen to you so much. They are all loyal subordinates of Altluki. Apart from her, basically no one can command them. The Black and White Winged Prince, the Black and White Knight, hi, it seems that I made the right decision to let Little Luki go to Britain." "Kishiya, although I know your personality, I think it would be better for you to be more serious." "Okay, okay, I'm already that old, Junior Brother, please don't tie me up so tightly, it's really uncomfortable." Having said that, the old man still focused his unserious gaze on Avia, while the silver-haired young man's eyes remained on the gate, and he answered casually: "I don't know. I never thought about it." "I see... But I think it's not too late to start thinking about it now. Maybe you'll come up with a great idea, which will definitely be fun." After hearing this, Avia smiled softly. "maybe." 146: Zhu Yue, would you please die? The last place of the Millennium City is buried by unknown red flowers. It seems to be a quiet and peaceful place where the dead rest. This is the Moon King's room that has been managed by the True Ancestor for a long time without any enemies or humans coming. The world in front of him was dominated by the red color in front of him, and his inner mood gradually cooled down. Artluqi, who walked in, came back to his senses. Looking around the huge room filled with red, there was no one else except her. Only in the middle of the sea of flowers, there was a white bed that looked like a coffin. The black-haired girl moved closer step by step. Although there was no human figure on the bed, she could definitely feel her unborn sister from the gathering aura.
However, although she couldn't see, through the soul level of gaze, Artluqi saw her younger sister, Elquet. At this moment, she understood that she was the princess of the True Ancestor, the perfect successor of the Moon King, the king of the planet, and a true success. Your only chance to succeed is now, there is no other possibility. Altluci is the child of a True Ancestor and a Dead Apostle, but Dead Apostles cannot have children. After all, their essence is the resurrection of corpses, and Zhu Yue is not their mother. Their mother is most likely a True Ancestor who is like Zhu Yue's clone. But no matter what, Altluci was born because of Zhu Yue. Because she was able to tame the demon dog, she was considered to be superior to Zhu Yue. However, because of her instability at the level of Dead Apostles, Altruci was still considered a "failure" by Zhu Yue... Take the battle between Black and White Princesses, which was supposed to take place in the 12th century AD, for example. On a full-moon night, the mixed-blood Black Princess had infinite vitality but not infinite energy, so the longer the battle with White Princess lasted, the more disadvantaged she became. Until finally, when it was almost dawn, Black Princess bet everything on a full-strength attack and only then cut off White Princess's long hair. She was then hastily rescued by the Black and White Knights and the Demon Dog who had escaped the encirclement of the True Ancestor's troops. "..." The young Elquet just looked up at Arteluci with her red eyes, a pure white color that seemed to understand nothing. Altluqi understood that the True Ancestors only regarded it as a weapon, so they did not teach her. After all, the True Ancestors only needed a 'Judge', not a king, so strength was enough. She suddenly felt that this guy was a bit pitiful. Although she thought so, she did not stop her hands. "Okay." The little Elquet's subconscious resistance gradually became slower and slower, and the struggling movements of his legs gradually became smaller. I am killing my own...sister. Altluchi was well aware of this, but she spoke as if she were caressing a dying family member and comforting her: "You can go back..." Return to the world you long to return to in your mind, or to the dark depths at the bottom of the world where all the dead will eventually return. At this moment, seeing Elquet trapped in death and fear in her instinct, Eltluqi suddenly remembered that she had the same reaction when she and Avia went to the temple and saw the old man with the skull mask. For some reason, she subconsciously remembered what Avia said at that time, although it was not said to her - 'Only the spirit that cannot be shaken by anything is necessary.' Suddenly, Altluchi loosened her hands, pursed her lips, and fear appeared in her eyes. "......I am still very scared. I really can't beat you. There is no possibility of winning. You are the real successor. You are really much better than me. You are the perfect successor. Why, why? You are so outstanding. Doesn't it mean that I have no meaning to exist? I have become a complete failure. What is this? What is the point of me persisting for so long......" She no longer expected to become the Moon King in all fairness, the moment she truly saw Elquet. Therefore, the only possibility of success is now—— "But I - I still don't want to give up, and I don't want to embarrass myself like this." Try your best until the last moment when your life burns out. Black Princess, who had required herself to do this from the beginning, could not tolerate herself embarrassing herself like this. I can't tolerate myself falling into such a shameful state. "Because I don't want to give up myself."
"So, next time, wait until you are truly grown up and mature, and then we will have the final battle. You are the perfect product destined to win... my sister." Suddenly, the black-haired girl's blood-red eyes became gloomy. It was dark and gloomy, like sinking alone into some kind of abyss. She whispered in an almost inaudible voice, moving her lips only: