Chapter 564

In bue City, the wind is getting tighter and an invisible undercurrent is surging.

The disappeared black church revived and directly occupied sol, the important mining city of the kingdom. The Queen's brother Kaman died. Dion, the right hand of the king and the commander of the golden fire cavalry, led the army. Jordan Doyle, the king of Talia, officially announced that he began to select the crown prince. This pile by pile, one by one, was a great event in peacetime, but now it happened together.

In the three kings' residence and the cool hall, Sean and semiya are drinking tea.

"Semia, you're upset."

Looking at the straight, seemingly calm, but actually tight semiya, Sean poured her a cup of Talia's unique Shaguo tea.

"Teacher, my father is ready to take off his crown."

Semia's voice was as hoarse as ever, but Sean could hear a trace of excitement.

"Then?"

When he picked up the cup, Sean took a sip. It was very bitter at the beginning, but when the tea filled the tip of the tongue and crossed the throat, he could feel the rare sweet return.

"If I can be the new king, I can

"The premise is that you can become a new king, and even so, unless your father fails to break through, you still can't do anything."

Looking directly into Semia's eyes, Sean interrupted her.

Through semiya's relationship, Sean has some understanding of the inside story of the kingdom of Talia. The king of Talia usually takes off his crown in two cases: one is near life expectancy, and the other is near breakthrough. Semiya's father Jordan obviously belongs to the second kind.

In an extraordinary world like Huangsha world, great power belongs to itself after all. In the kingdom of Talia, when the king touches the boundary of six changes, he will remove his crown and prepare for the breakthrough wholeheartedly. Jordan is like this. Once Jordan really breaks through successfully, without his permission, Even if semiya really became the new king of Talia, she still couldn't help queen Patra.

Hearing this, Semia's look suddenly stagnated.

"Yes, what can I do?"

With her hands clenched, the veins on the back of her hands appeared, and Semia's waist bent down at this moment.

"Semiya, things are actually very simple. As long as you become level 6, you can kill the person you want to kill. It doesn't matter even if your father breaks through successfully. As long as you are better than him, at that time, those in power of your royal family will naturally stand on your side."

Glancing at the decadent Semia, Sean spoke again.

Hearing this, Semia's spirit cheered up, but she soon fell down again.

"Six is too far away. When I get there, the woman may be dead."

Although Patra's face looks very young, just like a charming young woman, in fact, her real age is about the same as Jordan, more than 200 years old. In the yellow sand world, the life span of a five change extraordinary person is usually about 300.

"That's not necessarily Oh, Semia."

Sean narrowed his eyes at the thought of Patra's strangeness.

Hearing this, Semia said nothing.

In the kingdom of Talia, or among the seven great powers in the world of Huangsha, there is a common feature, that is, the strength of the royal family is far stronger than other nobles, and there is a qualitative gap between them. Even if all nobles unite, it can not threaten the royal family, because so far, only the royal family has six levels of strong people, at least in the face of it.

Understand semiya's idea, Sean didn't tangle on this topic. When it comes to the control of the country, the royal family here is really much stronger than that in the Boya world.

"Semiya, since you can't wait, go and fight for the throne. As long as your father fails to break through, you can get what you want."

Get back on track and look at Semia, Sean said.

Hearing this, semiya was a little confused. Sean didn't seem to agree with her before.

"Teacher, I'm not liked by my father. In addition, I don't have strong support behind me. I'm afraid it's difficult to get the throne."

Thinking about the practical problems to be faced, Semia frowned. She had to admit that she didn't have much advantage in the process of competing for the throne this time.

"Semiya, the two things you said are really important, but they are only auxiliary and not necessary."

Looking directly into semiya's eyes, Sean's look became particularly solemn at this moment.

Looking at Sean, Semia thought of some possibility.

"Teacher, is this possible?"

As she said this, Semia's face was full of doubt.

"There's nothing impossible. You know you're a genius."

Compared with Semia's lack of confidence, Sean has great confidence in her.

"I see, teacher."

The waist was straight. At this moment, there was a flame burning in semiya's red pupils.

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Sol city has become the stronghold of the black church. This time, the black church did not bite a piece of meat and run away like a blind sewer mouse, but took root here.

In the early morning, the sun rose as usual, and the bloody light shrouded half of the sky, just like the most gorgeous sunset.

"Here we are."

Holding the blue and purple bird's scepter and looking at the changing weather in the sky, the dazzling brilliance bloomed in the turbid eyes of Garza, the current Pope of the black church.

Alas, the blood is lost, and the blue lightning shines on the scepter. Garza's look is particularly solemn at this moment. Seeing such a scene, Dean standing aside sighed silently.

The judge's scepter, the blood treasure handed down from the flame church, is made from the blood of the disaster beast Thunderbird. It has the power to master thunder and is the top five change blood treasure. With this blood treasure, Garza can play the power comparable to the peak of the five changes, but the corresponding cost is not small. Moreover, Garza is now very old. No matter what the result of this war, He's dying.

Boom, thunderbolt, blue and purple thunder swam in the sky like an electric snake, and soon covered the other half of the sky, competing with the blood light.

"Heresy will eventually be judged by God."

Holding the scepter with both hands, the blood accelerated and locked Dion's figure in the distance. Garza waved the scepter in his hand.

Roaring, the blue and purple light soared, splitting the blood light like a sharp sword. Along the lock in the dark, the accumulated thunder gathered into a huge judge's grab and launched a trial against Dion.

The blood light broke up, and the sky suddenly darkened. At this moment, a violent collision occurred far away from sol city.

"Is it worth it?"

Looking at Garza with white hair, bent waist and barely able to stand by relying on the scepter, Dean couldn't help asking again. Sometimes he really didn't understand what Garza was insisting on? For God? Does God really exist? As the current deputy head of the underworld church, Dean clearly knows that God does not exist at least now, because he has never answered the prayers of believers once, and if there is God, the church will not decline. At this point, the most important thing is through some secret records of the church, Dean knew that at the beginning of the founding of the church, it was probably only in the name of God and did not really get the favor of God, and Garza naturally knew what he knew, even more clearly.

"It's worth it, Dean."

Even if the life has come to an end, Garza's answer is still affirmative, without half a shake. That is, at this time, a strong smell of blood enveloped the whole city of sol.

"This is for you."

Like thunder, a bloody spear pierced the void.

"It's not that easy."

Aware of the blood spear coming through the void, Garza raised his Scepter again, but he chose to continue the attack instead of defending.

Boom, the thunder blew again, but compared with the first time, the momentum was much weaker this time. Garza was really out of oil and the lamp was dry.

"Garza."

His face changed greatly, and Dean put a layer of protection on Garza at the fastest speed. Unfortunately, compared with the sharp blood spear, the shield he can provide is still too weak.

Buzzing, blood colored brilliance bloomed, the blue shield was easily pierced, the city wall collapsed, and more than half a block was destroyed. Garza was nailed to the clock tower in the center of the city.

"Garza."

Wearing a gold-plated ring inlaid with sapphire on his hand and stepping on a blue water flow under his feet, he came to Garza. De'en's face showed sadness.

"Dean... The world needs... Hope... We civilians need hope... So the gods exist."

Not a drop of blood flowed out, and the flesh and blood dried up at the speed visible to the naked eye. Looking at Dean, Garza's turbid eyes glittered with the brilliance of hope.

"I see, Garza, I will find that hope with the church."

Understanding Garza's idea, Dean gave his guarantee.

Hearing this, Garza's face, which looked like a corpse, showed an ugly smile.

"Take them and go quickly. Everything is worth it."

Shaking his hand, Garza handed the judge's scepter and a silver ring to Dein.

Let go, with a smile, Garza turned into a pile of fly ash and dispersed with the wind.

Looking at the things in his hand and the flying ashes of Garza, Dein said nothing. At this time, the terrible killing has enveloped sol city.

Covered by the bloody arrow rain, the whole city of sol was shrouded. Both civilians and black believers were attacked indiscriminately, and blood flowed for a time.

He looked indifferent. Looking at such a scene, De'en did not try to stop it, because when he got the judge's scepter and silver ring, De'en knew the truth of the matter. Everything was just a deal. The lives of Garza and other black believers and civilians were the chips taken out by their church, What you get is a secret method provided by the so-called divine envoy that can improve the probability of contracted blood treasure and a medicine formula that can prolong life.

A long time ago, the church actually mastered a secret method of prolonging life, which is one of the details that they can suppress an era, but this secret method has long been lost. Even if church members contract blood treasures, they can only use their own lives, which is one of the important reasons why they can't compete with the nobility at the beginning.

"Garza, I will live up to your expectations. I will seize this glimmer of hope with the church."

The body became empty and ignored the howling sol city. Dean left here without looking back. The stage here did not belong to him.