Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

c_t; readx; "If you can sacrifice your life to make this world the perfect place you have dreamed of, then Lord Penrius, would you give it up?"

"Hey, if I can do it, I am willing to dedicate my life!"

There was no hesitation in the voice of Penn Luce. For a time, Yarkes felt that the eyes of the redeeming angel pierced his soul, and a little bit of shame even dared not to look directly at the eyes of the other.

"But the son of the star is not me! No one has the right to force others to sacrifice their lives to satisfy their wishes. I can't, neither can Ishtar. No one in this world is qualified to do this! Do you understand? Yar Keyes! "

"But what if the power of the Son of the Star can do it? You are willing to watch the hope close without touching it." Yarkes sighed and began to soften.

The wings of Poynluce spread out: "I will ask the Son of the Star to use her power to help the world, but I will never force it."

After saying this, Penrius flew up into the sky like a flame rising from the sky, and disappeared on the other side of the night sky in the blink of an eye like a red awn, and the speed was rapid. There was no twin angels or Yarkes at all. Ability to catch up to this speed.

In the consciousness came the last sentence of Penn Luce, and Alcaz finally sighed helplessly. The redemption angel was still in confusion. Although it seemed cold and ruthless, he never gave up in his heart. Obsession.

Nolania walked over gently, "Master Yalkes, does this need to be reported back?"

"Forget it ~ It's not safe to send the message back from Sacred Capital. This time I misjudged the feeling of Lord Penrhythus. It's just that I'm just unwilling to help us without being blocked."

Yarkes shook his head, and finally glanced at the distant King Zegus. The strong abyss in the demon's main altar still permeated after being destroyed. Rain has begun to drop in the sky at this moment, and the **** of the storm, Bel Heath, is purifying the area with divine power. It is not the time to stay long.

The encounter between the messengers of the goddess Ishtar has ended in a helpless form ┉┉

In the night sky, Burns Lucerne, which turned into a red mountain, flew quickly. After arriving in the western part of the continent, Burns Lucerne spent most of his time walking on the land dominated by five other gods. . () I am the redeeming angel within the dominion of East Ishtar, but here I am only the enemy of the gods. But at this moment, Penn Luce had so many thoughts that he didn't want to think too much and just wanted to vent his grievances.

Finally in a lush woodland on the border of the Kingdom of Zegus, Pernulus landed like a meteor, and the flames did not burn the ground. Did not cause any damage to the woodland, on the contrary, the plants are flourishing as if nourished, but under the coercion of angelic power, the beasts in the forest, even a small amount of Warcraft, have been away from Penn Luce as fast as Because they instinctively send a strong red flag.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pennulus floated in midair and screamed in anger, and the shock wave formed by the flame swept around like a storm.

Will this startle the five Supreme Gods, Pennius, no longer want to bother? In the time Pennius saw as walking in the western part of the continent, the five Supreme Gods in the Holy Capital have acquiesced to their existence , Is not a threat to the gods, nor is it a challenge to their faith on behalf of Ishtar.

Vented the anger in my heart. Slowly, Penrius landed. Without the strength and majesty of the angel before, Penrius now looks like a frustrated mortal. Regardless of the great strength, after all, there is nothing we can do to face the whole world.

Suddenly, the sound that came into my mind made Penn Luce tighten his nerves. Even if he was upset and thoughtful, it did not mean that he had relaxed his guards around him, but someone could completely ignore his own spirit as an angel. Protection, direct the sound into your mind.

He turned sharply, but the figure in his eyes made Pern Lucius slightly surprised.

Like an elf from nature. The girl with long brown hair and purple eyes was staring at herself not far away. The girl's expression was lonely and sad as if she was abandoned by her mother, and the sad atmosphere surrounding her even made her feel a bit of heartache.

It's not spiritual magic or temptation. Penn Luce can feel that it is his own feeling.

Just like a beautiful phantom. Even though Penn Luce used all her powers to find out that she could not see through the identity of the girl, she was like coming from an area she had never seen before. If she wanted to say, the girl exuded a sense of familiarity. It belongs to the spirit but not exactly the same breath.

"Son of the Stars" instantly Poynluce judged the identity of the girl.

The voice of the star child is very misty, making it impossible to hear where it came from.

The sword and shield in Poynluce's hand disappeared, and stared at the Son of Star with pity and said lightly, "You shouldn't appear easily in front of my eyes. That would only put you in danger."

"Yes." Pennius nodded after a brief silence.

The star's eyes became rosy, and he touched his tears, as if he had found a friend who could pour out his heart, and said with joy, that look once again made Penn Luce feel guilty and made him more determined. Read, if this world can't even accommodate an innocent child, does this world still have any meaning to continue to exist!

"You are innocent, you haven't done anything to hurt others, and no one in this world has the decision and right to deprive you of your life ~ no one has this qualification, even a god!" Penn Luce went to the Son of the Star Stroking the forehead of the star son in front of him, but only passed through an invisible phantom.

"Yes! I am willing to shelter you, the innocent child who bears the fate of the offering, but I also hope to get your help."

Under the night sky, the angel and the child of the star stood together. They were like lost people who licked each other's wounds. They attracted each other, and craved each other's salvation.

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At dawn, the night gradually dissipated, and the warm sunlight fell on the whole earth again.

El Cid slowly opened his eyes, and the Capricorn Golden Saint, who had returned to God suddenly, tried to sit up, but the wound that was not fully healed was pulled, and the pain made Al Cid aware Come fully awake.

The clean room that the sun came in, the faint potion smell, the bandages wrapped around the body, and Alubioni and Caludia lying on the side of the bed, it seemed that the nightmare last night had ended.

"Please don't touch Mr. El Cid, the wound on your body has not completely healed." The maid hurried to calm El Cid.

"Is this the Temple of the God of the Earth?"

The maid nodded and motioned to El Cid to lie down and rest. Soon, under the report of the maid, Tokney, the paladin orc of the **** of the earth, came in first. Although bandages were still on his body, Tokney's spirit was good and his injuries were almost recovered. When he saw the situation of Tokney, El Cid was finally relieved. Before that, the orcs almost sacrificed their lives to save themselves.

"What happened to your injury from the demon?"

Tokney casually found a chair and sat down: "It's almost good. The healing potion you gave me is really not general. The wound healed completely in one night, but I also thank the God of Earth for his shelter. Fortunately, that blow was partly resisted by the divine art, otherwise I might have been dead at that time. "

"Thank you for the rescue, I owe you a favor."

"I should be grateful to you. As a samurai, you should be at the forefront of fighting against demons ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ but you are involved in such dangerous things."

The two thanked each other, and El Cid also rarely smiled.

"What about Parami?"

"Rest assured, the chief priest of the storm **** is full of vitality anytime and anywhere, but this time the chief priest can't bear the use of divine power too much, but the **** of the storm has already blessed, the chief priest will be fine as long as he cultivates for a few days . "

Later, the paladin Philin also came to the ward to visit several saints. At that time, if it wasn't for the redemption angel Pennius to help, the party would have died either in the hands of the devil or in the thunder mine of Belhyth with the devil. After returning to the ground, Penrius also left, and the Holy Capital is now helping the Kingdom of Zegus to follow up. The destruction of the demon's main altar is not a trivial matter, which means that for at least a thousand years, the master of pain, Mosta, cannot reach into the main material plane, and his followers will lose all their power.

El Cid nodded, and now things here are finally over, and his party should continue on the long-delayed journey. (.)

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