All the shops on Tianhuo Avenue were open, and when they walked onto Tianhuo Avenue, the doors of each shop were opened, and one or several people walked out from inside, nodding or paying attention to them. The entire Tianhuo Avenue seemed a little more solemn.
Soon, everyone came to the end of Tianhuo Avenue, and at this moment, a dozen high-altitude speeding cars flew in a row in the distance.
These high-altitude flying cars are divided into two parts, one is golden and the other is black. Close up into two rows, not giving way to each other, flying towards the direction of Tianhuo Avenue.
Their speed gradually slowed down, and they landed slowly at the entrance fifty meters away from Tianhuo Avenue.
The door of the luxurious high-altitude car opened, and figures came out of it.
The sommelier stood at the front of Tianhuo Avenue, his eyes were calm and focused, and he didn't intend to welcome him out.
Lan Jue stood not far behind the sommelier. When he saw the people getting off the golden high-speed car, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Among the group of people, there were many familiar figures. The healing angel Raphael, the wise angel Uriel, and the death angel Gabriel, three of the six archangels appeared. They stopped after getting off the car, stepped aside, and waited quietly.
In the middle section, a tall, middle-aged man with a handsome appearance came down from a bright golden high-altitude speeding car. When he appeared, he seemed to be like a sun, full of light.
After he got out of the car, he also moved aside, and a somewhat old figure got out of the car.
He wore an extremely luxurious white robe inlaid with gold thread, wore a crown on his head, and held a platinum scepter in his hand. When he got off the car, all the priests of the Pope's Castle who got off the car before bowed and saluted at the same time.
The old man himself looks very ordinary, just like an ordinary old man, but his eyes are so deep, as if he can see through everything in the world. A faint singing of Fan sounded with his appearance. The sky above his head seemed to become extraordinarily bright.
On the other side, a group of people also came down from the black high-altitude speeding car.
Their dress and temperament are like the colors of their high-altitude speeding cars. Dark, dark green, and dark red occupy the main colors of their clothing.
A strong man with silver-gray hair and yellow eyes stepped down from a black high-altitude car in the front. His pupils were actually vertical pupils, which looked terrifying. In a black leather jacket, the bulging muscles seemed to burst the clothes at any moment.
Behind him, there is a woman with an enchanting appearance. The woman is wearing a dark green robe and a big cloak, covering almost half of her face, but her figure is extremely plump, and she is also unusually tall, with a height of more than one meter Nine. In his hand he held a long-handled scepter.
The scepter itself is like a giant snake, the head of the scepter is a tongue, and the two snake eyes are inlaid with green gemstones. Compared with the wild smell on the man in front of her, she looked like she had a gloomy aura.
Behind him came down a slender, well-dressed man in a tuxedo. Dark red tuxedo, black tie, and white shirt. The light can be seen in the hair and pale face. His eyes are light red, handsome and full of gentlemanly demeanor.
After the three got out of the car, they each stepped aside and waited quietly.
The black high-altitude speeding car in the center came down first.
It was a man, extremely handsome, not at all inferior to the man opposite him who got off the car before the pope, he was tall, wearing a robe as black as ink, with countless red lines outlining a picture on the robe. Weird pattern.
What's even more weird is that his eyes are completely black, without white eyeballs, and the entire eye sockets are completely covered in darkness, like two abysses, which make people feel like they are about to fall into them.
After getting off the car, he took two steps aside, and then another person got off the black high-altitude speeding car.
This is a young man of medium build. At least compared to the thinking that came down earlier, he doesn't look so conspicuous. He was wearing a dark golden dress, his appearance was not particularly handsome, his eyes were black and white, red hair, and black eyes, but if you look closely, you can find that his pupils are also black.
The moment he got off the car, the sky on his side was obviously darker, the sunlight was no longer clear, and the temperature of the surrounding air was dropping rapidly.
The young man and the white-robed old man opposite each other looked at each other. The old man in white robe had warm eyes, but the young man's eyes became abnormally cold.
Neither of the two spoke, each walked in the direction of Tianhuo Avenue surrounded by people around them.
When they walked out of the car formation, their steps were unexpectedly unanimous, and the others naturally fell behind and walked towards the opposite side together.
The sommelier just took a few steps forward, out of the range of Tianhuo Avenue, his gaze remained calm.
Soon, two contrasting lines from the other side came not far in front of him, and the old man in white robe and the young man with black eyes stopped in their tracks.
"Both, long time no see." The sommelier said calmly.
The young man with black eyes opened his mouth first, but his voice was unusually old, "Yeah! Long time no see. But, why are you alone today? Could it be that if I come with the old god stick, can't you three old fellows also come together?" come out?"
The wine taster's expression remained unchanged, and he said flatly: "The fortune teller is waiting for you two in the museum."
The old man in white robe smiled slightly, "I'm sorry."
The sommelier stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation, "Please, both." He didn't call anyone first, because he knew very well that the two sides were incompatible.
The old man in white robe is undoubtedly the pope, and the young man with black eyes who looks young is naturally the devil Satan who rules the dark castle.
There has never been a battle with Apple between the two castles, and they have always been the strongest competitors. However, they also belong to the Western Union.
Lan Jue stepped aside with the sommelier, and the three archangels behind the pope naturally all saw him, and their expressions were somewhat unnatural.
The battle angel Michael did not come with the team, obviously he is not in good health yet. But in the eyes of these three archangels, Lan Jue seemed to have nothing. How can this not surprise them
Walking in front of the three archangels was that particularly handsome man, and he was naturally the king of angels, Mirenda, who was second only to the Pope in the Pope's castle.
He glanced at Lan Jue with interest, and nodded to Lan Jue with a smile on his face.
Lan Jue smiled back politely.
Walking into Tianhuo Avenue, the Pope smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've been here. Sommelier, should I call you that?"
The sommelier nodded, "The address is just a formality."
Satan said coldly: "Yeah! I have given him the old magic stick for so many years. We two old guys want to kill each other, but this time we have to come together. I heard that last time the arcane old man Go to the Pope's Castle to make trouble, why didn't he blow up everything there?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Pope's Castle immediately glared at Satan. The powerhouses of the dark castle behind Satan naturally showed no sign of weakness.
The pope raised the scepter in his hand and calmed down behind him.
"Satan, the problems between us should be resolved in Western Union. We are visitors this time, so don't offend the master." The pope said lightly.
Satan laughed, "It seems that I shouldn't call you a magic stick in the future, I should call you a hypocrite."
The sommelier, on the other side of the pope, watched the bickering without speaking. Of course, he would not think that such a conversation between the Pope and Satan meant that there would be a real confrontation between them. If that was the case, they would not have come to Skyfire Avenue together.
The door of the quaint Skyfire Museum was open, and outside the door stood eight young waiters in white clothes. At the main entrance, a fortune-teller stood there calmly, with various gemstones inlaid on the white robe. There was a warm smile on his old face.
Seeing him, both the Pope and Satan's eyes showed an instant awe-inspiring look.
There are a total of seven masters in the three major alliances, and among the seven masters, the one with the highest ranking is the one in front of you.
The masters have their own titles, and the title of the fortune teller is called: the eye of the future.
There are a total of ten masters known and recorded by the alliance. The first two masters are hidden from the world, and the eye of the future is ranked third.
The two masters ranked fourth and fifth belong to the Northern League, and they are also masters of the Grand League.
Pope came in sixth, his title is: the hand of God.
Satan is ranked seventh, and his title is: Demon King.
The eighth place is the Arcane King, that is, the old scholar who is in charge of the Tianhuo Avenue library.
The ninth place is the sommelier who is called the Scepter of Time and Space.
Ranked tenth is the starry sky phantom who once assassinated Lan Qing. He does not belong to the three major alliances, only belongs to himself, the strongest assassin.
Every ruler has their own abilities that they are good at, but this ranking is recognized by them.
Therefore, it seems that the fortune-teller in his dying years is more powerful than the Pope and Satan, and at the same time, he is also the most powerful of the seven masters who support the three major alliances.
"Long time no see, old friends." The fortune teller said with a smile.
The Pope nodded slightly, "Long time no see, Your Eyes of the Future."
Satan nodded, his face was stern, and he seemed a little proud, but there seemed to be something else in his eyes.
"Please come in." The fortune teller turned around and walked in first. The pope, the satan, the sommelier followed him, and the others even further behind.