Chapter 444 Truth
When he came out of Rosier's mansion again, the confusion on Lance's face disappeared. He didn't know what Quinn had said to him. In short, the current teenager was full of fighting spirit again.
Father Quinn reassured Lance, told many great principles and gave many examples. Thousands of years ago, the danger faced by mankind was much more difficult than now, but it still carried it over and won the final victory, so this crisis will definitely be solved in the end.
After Lance left, Quinn immediately began to retreat and felt the faint magic fluctuations in Rosier's mansion. Lance knew that his father did not want the burden on his shoulders to be too heavy, so he was saving his magic. Perhaps in a short period of time, he would try to attack the Holy Magician again. Realm. Lance did not go back to stop it, because he knew that it was useless to do so, and although it was calm now, he knew that the eastern continent had reached a very critical juncture, and he had not yet figured out how the seventh generation fell and where the card of the dark parliament was, so he could not be idle.
Once Lance was a true heroism, he could sacrifice himself for the sake of light and the people. Now he is not so stupid, but the problems he sees are more comprehensive. As previously, Quinn Rosier comforted Lance, so that Lance should not worry too much. The eastern continent still wants him, as well as the president of the Magicians' Association. When the sky falls, there will always be a tall man against him. Lance is still young and don't work too much.
However, what Quinn doesn't know is that Lance, who is now holding the thunder sword, is also the tallest people.
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Lance did not go to the Magician Guild. Although the most important thing now is to immediately unite with the only remaining holy order, the president of the Magician Guild, but the last meeting was not very pleasant, and he did not know why Monroe was not very fond of himself, so he went to see him. It was arranged in the back, and now Lance's first stop is still the Temple of Light.
His Majesty has fallen. Although there is a red archbishop in the temple, it is still not enough to shock the scene. In the morning, he has learned that the chief knights of the Knights of the temple have led the elite to the western continent. If there is no accident, he should have gone to rescue himself, so now in the temple There are really too few people who can talk and arrange things. Although he is now an outsider, he is extremely familiar with the temple, so he must go. The church is the most powerful organization in the eastern continent. In any case, it cannot be chaotic there.
It's just that Lance did not walk to the temple, because he saw a familiar back in front of the crowded street.
Lance's eyes were awe-inspected, and a trace of incredible flashed in his eyes. Then he exerted his strength under his feet and quickly followed up. He was not particularly familiar with the back, because he had seen it many times, but he was sure that his eyes would not make mistakes, so he was shocked, because he couldn't believe that this person would appear here anyway.
The next thing seemed to prove Lance's guess. The old man seemed to feel someone closely following him, and also used his strength as a powerful practitioner. His body was like oil, swamping forward quickly on the streets of this crowded imperial capital.
So, in the downtown area of this city of the sky, an unknown chase began.
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Location, west of the city, by the West Lake. Along the way, Lance became more and more frightened. With the strength of his current swordsman, even if he does not combine with the bright thunder sword, he is also a few masters. If the person in front of him is expected to be poor, he should not be able to do physical skills, but Lance actually has a feeling that he can't catch up with the other party, which really makes him unbelievable. However, when he thought of what happened to the man, he was a little clear. After all, this is in the imperial capital. He can't do it with all his strength without hesitation, otherwise the terrorist power of the great practitioner will certainly cause uncontrollable panic in the hearts of the citizens. Fortunately, the speed of the person in front of him has always maintained a regular and uniform speed. Lance couldn't catch up, but he couldn't pull it away.
'Hmm, the suburbs are ahead. At that time, the fighting spirit of my great swordsman will completely explode. You, who have never practiced martial arts, will definitely not escape the palm of my hand!' Lance looked at the tense posture of the people in front of him and sneered in his heart.
It's just that after coming to the outskirts of the city, Lance could not stick to the idea just now, because at this time, he finally found that in the chase just now, the people in front of him did not do their best. At this moment, his dark silver fighting spirit was filled with his legs. In the middle, the speed became almost faster than the sound, and the person in front of him was even more powerful and disappeared in the bushes in the suburbs...
'Damn it, I lost it!' Lance stopped, his eyes narrowed, and the package behind him trembled slightly. Inside was the symbol of the Holy Church of Light, and the thunder sword, if combined, was the holy step.
"Don't be excited, Lance, if you pull out that sword, maybe we can't talk about it." An old voice sounded in the tall bushes not far from Lance, and then an old man came out.
Lance's eyes burst into a chill in an instant. He said coldly, "Pillato! Sure enough, it's you!"
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No, the man standing in front of Lance is bound to die, Pilate, the elder in front of the Temple of Light.
Lance's eyes were first full of cold light, then vigilance, but finally turned into doubt, because the person in front of him was infinite light. Even if he was carrying a thunder sword now, he did not feel any evil thoughts and any dark breath of the other party at all.
"How...how can this be..." Lance, who wanted to take action, felt the pure bright breath of the other party, but he couldn't take action anyway.
"You are very confused. I know that when I survived, I was also very confused." Pilate whispered.
"We don't have much time, so I won't sell it to you..." Pilate sighed and told a story about something unknown that happened in the temple.
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In the temple, Pilate performed the magic of light and shared life... Then, the Pope sang a requiem...
"God forgives your arrogance and mercy on your ignorance. In this world, as long as there is one person who believes in light, the glory of God will not die. As long as there is one person who yearns for light, the god of destruction will not be able to achieve..."
Suddenly, the Pope's body was shining brightly, and the divine power of light was stimulated to the extreme. There was a heavenly scene in the sky, surrounded by naive little angels and a dignified and holy goddess singing.
The Pope's voice sounded at this time: "The God of Light is above! Give us eternal rest and shine on them with eternal glory. Please listen to my prayers! All creatures will return to you..."
Requiem, at this moment, the Pope sang the Requiem for himself, and the angels around him seemed to feel that the old man was about to ascend to heaven, and his voice became louder and louder. XX listened to this song and couldn't help looking at the Pope. Under the old man's direct gaze, he seemed to suffer great pain. He fell to the ground and twisted his body in pain.
Gradually, the song weakened, and the strange scene in the sky gradually dispersed. The Pope's eyes closed peacefully, and between the two, the golden thread representing the connection of life was also broken.
As the Supreme Pope of Light, it is naturally impossible to do a useless work before he dies...
The passage of time turned the Pope's body into a skeleton and finally disappeared completely. And Pilate, his body, has not decayed, and even hasn't changed from before he fell...
"What!? Me? I'm not dead?" Pilate stood up. When he was old, his face looked even older, but he was not dead after all.
In an instant, the sky turned around and only heard a flutter. Pilate knelt down. He looked at His Majesty the Pope who had disappeared with a complicated look, looked at the robe he left behind, closed his eyes, and prayed silently. He prayed for the light, even before he was still thinking about it. The Pope of mankind...