Demon King

With the reconstruction of the barrier, the creatures in the secondary space were once again blocked. For a time, many powerful people with sufficient levels of strength changed their faces one after another, and they sensed the new changes in the main world.

The Pope and the Patriarch exhausted their strength, frustrated, and were about to die.

The pope said weakly: "The barrier can last for decades, and we have used a special force. Even if the **** wants to break through, it will take at least ten years.

The barrier is stronger than ever before, and creatures in any other dimension cannot enter. Creatures in the main world can leave without restriction, but they can't come back either. They can only go out, not in.

We have completed our mission, and we can only rely on you in the future. The catastrophe that erupts in a few decades will definitely be more terrifying than today. Next time, the whole world will face endless enemies. Unfortunately, we can’t see that day. NS. "

The patriarch slowly said: "When the barrier disappears again, the gods will surely come back. After this incident, the countries of the five continents should be vigilant and cultivate their forces in these decades to increase the overall power of the master world."

"But..." The Patriarch sighed, "Time is forgetful. Perhaps the catastrophe of this short night will not be taken seriously by the controlling forces of the Five Continents. In a few years, they will forget the pain of tonight. Reinvest in the endless internal friction."

Pope: "I hope you lobby those countries to let them know the truth..."

Ivo shook his head flat and rejected the Pope's request, "They won't believe it, especially after tonight." His behavior tonight was misunderstood. He knew he was defined as a heresy, and no one would believe him.

"The virtues of those in power are as clear to you as I am. Del Passani is the most typical example. There will always be hypocrisy, profit, and betrayal. They will not care about what happens decades later."

"Oh..." The Pope looked lost. He was very clear. The facts are just like what Ivo said. Unless the catastrophe is imminent, they will not give up their current interests and ambitions for a misty future.

Seeing the disappointed faces of the two self-sacrificing old men, Ivo was silent for a while and made a decision.

"Since only fear can help them prepare for the rainy day, then I will become their nightmare, shredding their illusion of peace, making them feel urgency and danger at all times, and forcing them to develop." Ivo glanced at the tide of water from the tower. The hatred priests have a cold tone, like a cold wind from the extreme north, making people chill all over the body.

"Since they call me a heresy, then I will be the most terrifying heresy ever, so that people who hear my name will be too scared to eat, sleep, and stop the children from crying at night!"

Ivo knew that he couldn't wash away his evil deeds tonight, and was destined to be intolerant of the world, so he simply walked to the end.

He has had enough to deal with those in power who want to control him and use him.

Recklessness, freedom, and fear without any restriction.

The real heresy road sounds...not bad.

Just go the other way, and be a demon that represents chaos!

The Pope and the Patriarch were in awe, and they understood Ivo's plan.

Make yourself an enemy of all forces!

"Are you sure?" The patriarch said solemnly, "This is a way of no return."

Ivo was very calm, "This is not for you, but also for myself. After tonight, this is my best choice."

The damage caused by the Black Queen, Uncle Shadow, and lava will be counted on him, and the hatred of the members of the church is simply unforgettable.

Ivo has no regrets when he loses his status as aristocracy and as a church. He knows that these two are only imaginary, and only the power is eternal.

This was not his impulsive choice. Ivo knew that the church would never give up. If he wanted to cleanse himself, he would face endless reproaches and defenses. After the death of the Pope and the Patriarch, he was not in the mood. Serve the church or the empire.

Ivo will not waste time in order to gain the recognition of the world, or even let himself fall into the control of others.

Since it is the best choice to go all the way to the dark, no matter what the consequences are, Ivo will not hesitate to make the most priority choice at the moment.

The Pope and the Patriarch’s eyes were slightly apologetic. Ivo fell into an awkward situation. They also have a responsibility. Of course, the greater responsibility lies with Del Passani. If it hadn’t been for Del Passani to destroy the secret room, Ivo didn’t need it. Attack the gods.

The pope took off the crown of the pope, and the patriarch put down the white scepter and placed it in front of Ivo.

Ivo was taken aback, "What is this?"

The pope slowly said: "After tonight, no one can stop Del Passani from taking control of the church. These two church tokens cannot fall into his hands."

Patriarch: "This is not only a token, but it also contains our breath. The one who holds these two tokens is the only one who can shuttle through the barrier, and they will guide you to find the ‘saint’.”

The barrier can go out but not in, and with two tokens, Ivo will not be blocked by the barrier.

Going to other sub-spaces is still too far away for Ivo. He is not a high-position existence that can open the void passage at will. To go to the sub-spaces, only find the entrance of the space.

Compared with these, a new term caught his attention.

"saint?"

The pope’s voice became weaker and weaker, "The saint was once a member of the church, he is dead, and he can only find his soul in the place of return. He must be on your side, and his wisdom can guide you, and ...He knows the secrets of your family."

Ivo was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What is the secret of the Simulator?"

The pope shivered, pointed at the collapsed shrine, showing a weak smile, "The Sims, it's not that simple..."

The next moment, the pope's eyes dimmed and he lost his breath of life.

"Hey, don't die before you finish!"

The patriarch gave a faint smile, "The saint knows the answer you want, and we won't tell you. I hope you can forgive our two old guys for a little selfishness before they die."

Ivo was silent, understood the patriarch's meaning, and left an unsolved secret that aroused his desire to find a saint.

"Forget it..." Ivo looked tired.

"Thank you for your understanding..." The patriarch nodded with a smile, turned his head and looked at the devastated holy place, and Badoer fighting in the sky, and suddenly sighed, "The weak eats the strong, the iron rule of the world, I really want to Take a look at the future, but unfortunately I have no chance..."

When the tone stopped, the breath of the patriarch finally died.

These two old men sacrificed for the ideas they insisted on.

After tonight ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the world is destined to change drastically.

Iwo silently put away the crown of the pope and the white scepter, looking for the saints, wait for tonight to consider.

He raised his head to look at Badoer in the sky, "Lord Lava, please stop first."

Lava stopped as he said, although he didn't know the reason why Old German stayed in Ivo, but for him, Ivo also had the breath of Lord Frost flowing from him, almost the same as his brother.

Ivo stared at Badoer, the barrier was reshaping, he wanted to see the reaction of the gods, to confirm a conjecture in his heart.

Badoer was floating in the air with a faint smile. He couldn't see any panic after the plan was destroyed, and his eyes were slightly jokes.

Ivo's heart sank, and the god's reaction finally confirmed his guess.

Since Badoer appeared, he has been wondering why there are so many gods as stars, why only one descends, which is very unreasonable.

(To be continued.)