The magic circle is broken! Under the action of Jin Zhu!
Gong Lingye didn't hesitate, holding Bei Chenjue with his left hand and Wang Zhulang with his right hand, and shouted, "Go!"
Stabbed—
The remaining shadows of the three were still in place, a golden light in the fountain of youth and youth flew into the sky after the three left in Gong Lingye, and after a full three quarters of an hour, the magic circle slowly recovered again, but it was missing The momentum of the talent was obviously weakened.
From beginning to end, Pope Bernier made only three movements, standing, touching the altar with his scepter, and avoiding it.
Even if Gong Lingye ran away, he didn't have to make any extra moves.
On the back of the hill, Lanster led the Paladin to walk up. Bosnier looked at the Paladin who was ready to attack, and said indifferently: "The sacrifice is gone... Then, it's up to you to replace it."
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The golden ball came through the air, Gong Lingye grabbed it, and after Bei Chenjue used the formation to fix a void, he suddenly hit the golden ball up, only hearing a click, the void shattered, the three of them held hands and looked at each other. , Got in together.
The Canghai Temple has been in chaos, and even Pope Bosnier has been involved in it. It is no longer possible to stay here. You have to leave Xizhou and leave far away!
After the three used the void shuttle to escape the Dawn secret realm, they sneaked back to the Shunfeng Tavern, picked up the guy and ran right away, and the other personnel of the Tianji Pavilion will come after the headquarters has been cleaned up.
No one knows all this, and no one knows what Xizhou is about to usher in.
It wasn't until half an hour later that the well-functioning door of the dimension above the sanctuary exploded!
The blasting light of the Dimensional Gate covered the entire Central City, and the first to be affected was the sanctuary under the Dimensional Gate. The sanctuary site was directly razed to the ground, as well as the noble sea god Cecilo.
The civilians in the central city panicked, and one after another donated bedding to escape from the central city. The worst was the internal personnel of the Canghai Temple. The dead and wounded, the living are worse than the dead, and the one that blows up is the temple! It is the glory of the sea monster, how can it be ruined if it is destroyed
A figure appeared in the air, and Lensa slowly landed to the ground. He waved to the clergy and the Paladin behind him to signal them to leave.
It wasn't until everyone left that the small body of Pope Bernier slowly appeared.
Bosnier looked at Rensa indifferently and said: "You are very powerful. Eighty of them have initiated the'sacrifice' for you. Eighty'sacrifices', this is a big deal."
"In front of the Pope, Lensa did not dare to make a big deal."
"Don't dare?" Burner's scepter hit the ground, and the scorched earth immediately turned into ice, spreading directly around, "Lenza, what dare you not. You let eighty paladins destroy the altar. Destroyed the spring water, ruined the entire dawn secret realm, and you still want to kill me! Is there my lord in your eyes?"
No matter how serious Bosnier’s words were, Lensa was still as calm as water: "My lord Pope, I didn’t think about destroying the secret realm. I just wanted to kill you." After saying that, he was rather regretful: "I didn’t expect the secret realm to explode. I didn't make you die, I really failed."
"You? It's not just you, right?" Bosnier grabbed his palm forward, and a two-meter-high golem was directly torn out. He looked at Ogner, whose red eyes were blinking, and smiled sarcastically. Laughing, "I didn't expect that you were not dead yet, but survived this way. Very good, very good, you are very good."
The Golem Ogner said coldly: "You are also very good. Bosnier, there have been only two popes in the Temple of the Sea for thousands of years. The first one has only lived for 300 years, and you have been in office for 900 years. These nine For a hundred years, the pope has always been you, and the archbishop has changed more than twenty! Hey, if it hadn’t been for Lensa and I to discover your secret, the two of us would have died long ago."
Bosnier raised his scepter and pointed at the golem Ogna: "But now... you are still going to die..."
Organa laughed arrogantly, not knowing what he was laughing at: "If I hadn't discovered your secret, I would have died thirty years ago, at least I will live another thirty years, I have made money hahahaha... "
Regarding Organa’s laughter, Bosnier ignored it, turning his scepter expressionlessly, and a dark blue beam directly penetrated the eternal heart of the golem, but strangely, the golem was not broken. The Eternal Heart has not been destroyed, but Organa's arrogant laughter stopped abruptly.
Lensa sighed leisurely, not knowing whether it was for himself or for the dead Organa.
Bosnier tightened the magic robe against his chest, and actually put the scepter away directly. The demigod's control ability made him instantly use the elements of earth to create a stone table and two stone benches.
With a smile, Lensa also put away the scepter, and sat on the stone bench with Bosnier.
"I have stayed in the secret realm for too long." Bosnier ridiculed himself and stroked the stone table. The pattern on the stone table was exquisite and unusual, quite in the European medieval religious style: "I have forgotten all these things, and there are twenty more. Years ago, I was a good hand in this world."
Bosnier’s words are like a big joke. The Temple of the Sea has been a pillar that will never fall for a thousand years. One of the six most powerful people in the world, actually said that he is a craftsman who makes tables and chairs, and that he is the world. One of the most powerful people even expressed his vague complacency about this.
Lensa drew his Mithril cup from the magic robe and poured a cup of black tea alone.
"Yes, I remember, that table with runes, stilt chairs..." Lensa's pupils were dizzy, as if recalling things from a long, long time ago, "You are indeed not as good as twenty years ago."
"I've changed," Bernier took a faint sip of the black tea, "It's not like I was 20 years ago." The black tea in the Mithril cup seemed to contain something else, and Bernier was aware of it, but it was a bit Ignore, "You still haven't changed. What you were like twenty years ago, you are still what you are now."
The unnamed substance wrapped in black tea was poured into the intestines. Bosnier discovered that this kind of thing could actually induce his old wounds. At this time, he already felt the stuffy pain in his chest, so he raised his head and asked: "What is this? thing?"
Lensa replied: "Florence spent fifty-six years making it, and Cesciro's tears are endlessly close to the version."
Bosnier praised: "He is great. So are you. Can you tell me when you discovered all this, my old friend?"
"Thirty years ago, you told me to fix the secret of dawn," Rensa said casually, his head lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. "At the time, you gave Ceciro's gauze Me, at that time I noticed something was wrong."
"You are great." Bosnier praised again.
However, this time, Lensa did not answer, and his drooping head never lifted.