Temple of the Goddess of the Parthenon
The flying peaks circle with flying flowers wetted by rain, and the green flower stamens are cut into countless pieces by the wind. They dance helplessly, with no direction, and no one knows when they will fall to the soil...
The clouds were very low, and the entire city of Athens lost its light. The towers, art houses, and churches that were painted on weekdays also turned gray, and the flying peaks rising from the Goddess Peak were about to touch the clouds.
Tata stood in the Athenian pavilion with white curtains. The curtains danced wildly like a woman's soft skirt. She looked at the candidate from the East with a confused look on her face, but she didn't know how to comfort her. .
Tata has been with the Saint for some time. No matter how many people doubt her, no matter how many people despise her, no matter how big the dilemma is, she cannot be so sentimental. There is only one thing, she will definitely become ordinary in an instant. The girl next door, flustered, worried, and having random thoughts.
"I have met him. He is a person who will not leave his life to fate easily. I said that he will live a long life, do you remember, so there is no need to worry about him." Tata said this after a long time A sentence with a somewhat superstitious tone.
"In the past, he always joked with me that there was another world, telling me that there were no monsters there, where things that are now considered superstitions were learned, and people used knowledge to change their lives...Who created magic and destruction? , created the ability to control the death of others at will..." Xinxia asked.
I don’t know when, Xinxia longed for the world that Mo Fan talked about, but the saddest thing is that it was just fabricated by Mo Fan to make himself happy. No matter how true he is, no matter how he describes the place as if he has been there, what he is doing now is completely contrary to the comfort there. He is always wandering between life and death, he is always fighting, and from the past Fighting against poverty and humility, and now fighting against those extremely cruel Black Church demons...
He said that he cherished his own life the most. If he couldn't be beaten, he would definitely run away without looking back. But what was he doing now? He was not by his side before. As long as he saw him come back safely, he would automatically ignore it. The whole process was just like the disaster in Bo City. I hid in the freezer. All I could see was him in front of me, but I couldn't see how he traveled through the demon-infested city, how many dangers he experienced, and how many demons he was attacked by. chasing...
Now, with the sympathy of Little Flame Fairy, Xinxia can clearly know whether his aura is strong or weak, and can even capture some of his emotions, whether it is anger, joy, or unwillingness...
At this moment, Mo Fan's aura was very weak. It was even worse than the situation after the battle with Bei Jiang. Even Little Flame Fairy was exhausted from the battle.
He was not dead, but Xinxia could know through Little Flame Fairy that he was lying among a pile of corpses, too exhausted to even move his body. If someone from the Black Church appears again at this time, he will undoubtedly die.
Why isn't Xinxia worried about this?
However, Xinxia had no idea where he was.
Tata felt that it was pointless for her to worry so much, and tried to divert her attention with other things, so she said: "Our people have investigated and found that the resurrection of Ilyssa is not the resurrection god of our Parthenon Temple." Technique, very early on I felt that there was a strange smell permeating her body. Not surprisingly, her resurrection may be related to the source of the Pharaoh. Didn’t the Egyptian national team show its prowess in the competition between world universities? There are endless undead souls. The summons of the Pharaoh is the origin of the source. Yizhiya must have used some kind of Egyptian magic."
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The dust keeps rolling up, and after a period of being whipped by the wind, many loess areas will expose hard soil and edges, and then be polished by the years, forming rocks, Gobi, and hard ground...
After the dust was swept away, the hard soil looked like an uneven stone from a distance, covering the vast northern land, with streaks of bright red blood smeared on it. The wind couldn't blow it away, slowly. Integrated into the orange-yellow hard earth color.
More than a hundred corpses lay scattered about, broken, crushed, and barely intact. There were pits around them, including burning flames, blackened pits struck by lightning, and ice that had frozen for a kilometer and had not completely melted away...
In the hazy sky, a group of vultures were still lingering. They were lower creatures. The huge destruction caused here before had their courage shattered. But after everything calmed down, they flew back again, and their greed for food still defeated their opponents. The fear of power.
After flying for a long time to ensure that the people below would not move again, they circled down little by little.
A bolder gray vulture landed and pecked hungrily on the body of a man wearing a black robe. There was already a hole in the man's chest, so the peck was full of delicious food, which made the vulture feel satisfied. He couldn't help but flap his wings.
Seeing that their bold companion was okay, the other vultures also flew down one after another and began to enjoy the feast.
"Kukuuku~~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, a vulture screamed and flew into the air in fright.
It turns out that there is a spirit among the corpses, and the vulture noticed it...
However, several other bold vultures knew that this guy was no better than dead, and boldly walked up to this energetic man.
The eagle pecked at the man's face, directly poking a bloody hole in his face. Several other vultures also flew over, wanting to peck this energetic man to death, so they all lowered their beaks and pecked him to death. The man's face was pecked beyond recognition.
The man just lay there, letting the vultures smear his face with blood.
He could move his hands, but he did not drive away the vultures. Instead, he grabbed a piece of gray-blue clothing from the corpse next to him, put it on his body with difficulty, and then used his nails to induce the dark energy. Drawing on his chest...
With such a cut on the chest, blood started to flow out. Soon, several other vultures flew over and pecked at the place, and the blood was dripping from the pecks.
What vultures like to eat is not corpses, but those who are in desperate need and are about to die. This kind of meat is fresher.
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"Kukukukukuku~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"
Suddenly, the vultures on guard in the sky made a sharp cry, and the vultures who were enjoying the food were so frightened that they flew into the air and dispersed in a crowd.
Not long after, a pair of men and women in gray-blue clothes walked over slowly. They took a look at the corpses on the ground. The man in blue clothes snorted coldly: "I didn't expect to be stared at by the Tribunal." On."
"But after all, the extradition chief was very careful and did not let the shepherd and Lan Yingtong enter immediately, otherwise it would be troublesome. Lord Leng Jue will feel it is a pity if these two people die," said the female Lan Yi.
"The shepherd is considered an outstanding one among the extraditers, and he was actually killed. It seems that there are experts in the trial this time." The man in blue said.
"Yes, and he also killed so many of our colleagues." The woman in blue said.
"Let's go, we should have completely thrown away the people in the trial this time..." the man in blue said.
"Where are these corpses?" asked the woman in blue.
"Don't bother us, the vultures above will naturally clean up for us. We still have important things to do, don't we?" said the man in blue.
"Yes, this is a mission given to us by Unas himself..." said the female blue-robed woman.
"Whenever Leng Jue personally assigns us a task, then we will be successful, hahahaha," said the man in blue.
Facing these corpses, the two of them still talked and laughed, without any sympathy for their dead colleagues.
They were about to leave when a groan came from the corpse.
The woman in blue had better ears. She turned around suddenly and walked quickly to the man who was pecked by the vulture and was disfigured beyond recognition.
"There is one alive." said the female in blue.
"Oh?" The man in blue also walked over.
They did not rescue him immediately, but first observed the man.
"He is also a blue-coated man." The female blue-coated woman said. When she said this, she deliberately untied the man's clothes and looked at his chest.
Unexpectedly, the chest was also full of blood, with many eagles pecking holes on it. It felt like the heart was about to be pierced by those vultures, and a dark mark was vaguely visible on these terrible wounds.
"His mark was pecked by an eagle, but he should be one of ours, but we just don't know his code name." The woman in blue affirmed.
"Are you sure?" the man in blue asked.
"OK." The female in blue nodded.
"Then ask him for his code name." The man in blue said.
"He's injured like this, so he probably can't tell, right?" said the woman in blue.
"Then it's up to him. If he can't say anything, we have no choice but to kill him. The extradition chief doesn't really hope there are any survivors here." The man in blue said with a cruel smile.
The woman in blue came closer. The man's face was badly mangled, and blood was still flowing out of his eyes, mouth, and cheeks...
However, apart from having a common mission, they in blue generally don't recognize each other's faces, so it doesn't matter to them that they are embarrassed.
After the man heard the words that he would die if he couldn't say the code name, he seemed to have an extremely strong desire to survive. He opened his mouth desperately and tried his best to speak.
"Bei...Beilu..." Finally, the man breathed out his code name while dying.
"Ah, it's Beilu... Master Leng Jue also mentioned this name. A newcomer with outstanding strength and wisdom was promoted to Lan Yi in just a few years!" The female Lan Yi had obviously heard of this name.
"It turns out it's him, even though I've never seen him before... It's so miserable. He was almost eaten alive by those humble vultures, haha." The man in blue didn't have any sympathy on his face, but rather a bit of amusement.
"Save him?" The woman in blue seemed a little unsure.
"Help, it just so happens that we are short of manpower. We can't just die without saving our colleagues," said the man in blue.
It can be seen from the expression on the man's face that he is not very willing to save, but when he thinks that their mission this time is quite difficult, and one more person in blue will have a much greater chance of winning, he might as well reluctantly give it a try. He didn't want to mess up the first time he was personally dispatched by Unas. Unas was the closest and closest person to Master Leng Jue no matter what.
