Chapter 1127

Gabriel looked at Zhang Ziling quietly, the fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his expression became indifferent.

After accepting his own end, Gabriel's heart also became suddenly up.

Looking at Gabriel's present appearance, Zhang Ziling's mouth was also slightly raised, and said faintly: "interesting guy, it's a pity..."

"You're already the guy's men." Zhang Ziling shook his head and then pressed his hand on Gabriel's forehead.

"Take it easy and finally have a breath of fresh air." Zhang Ziling spoke softly to Gabriel, as if he were talking to a friend for many years.

"Even though it smells like blood, it will not waste the three of you."

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Gabriel closed his eyes and raised his mouth slightly.

"Thank you."

Gabriel took a deep breath of the cold air.

Zhang Ziling's palm was full of evil Qi, which slowly penetrated into Gabriel's head.

After the evil Qi entered Gabriel's body, Gabriel's body gradually became illusory.

The spirit of Morgana and Hua both exist in Gabriel's body, entangled with Gabriel's soul.

Now Gabriel has three memories.

When Zhang Ziling extracted these memories, he also erased Gabriel's soul.

When Zhang Ziling took all the memory crystals of Gabriel, he declared his death.

Among the ruins of the Holy See, all the members of the holy see are no longer there. Only the Pope, dressed in a clean white robe, kneels on the ground, looking up at Zhang Ziling in the sky.

Two muddy tears, from the corner of the Pope's eye.

His cultivation has long been gone, and his body can't stand decay.

He was dying.

Now is the last moment of his life. His muddy eyes have been wet with muddy tears. After Zhang Ziling takes out Gabriel's memory crystal and asks the Pope to send away the last member of the Vatican.

The life of the Pope will come to an end.

At this time, Gaye also rushed to the ruins of the Holy See Gabriel turned into smoke and dust, completely dissipated.

In the palm of Zhang Ziling's palm, a clear crystal is floating slowly. In the crystal, you can see the fast flashing picture.

Each frame represents a memory of Gabriel.

Huge, hundreds of thousands of years, memories.

It's all contained in Zhang Ziling's small crystal.

Gaye stood in the air, the cold wind slowly blowing her hair.

Three fallen saints, so

It fell.

Without the wailing of all things and the wailing of the road, it is like an ordinary lonely old man who died quietly and quietly without any impact on the world.

Nobody cares.

Zhang Ziling calmly looked at the memory crystal in his hand, and his expression was indifferent. From Zhang Ziling's expression, we can't see what Zhang Ziling is thinking.

After a long silence, Zhang Ziling put away Gabriel's memory crystal and did not rush to pry.

All the monks from the cities around the Vatican came to the ruins of the Vatican and surrounded the huge ruins of the Vatican.

All the friars looked at Zhang Ziling in the sky in silence.

Gilgamesh is still healing the fallen angels who are unconscious. Gaye is quietly suspended in the sky, and the Pope

He kneels alone in front of the ruins of the papal temple, with no eyes.

When the monks saw what the Pope looked like, they were all very moved.

The Holy See, once so powerful, is now left in ruins, and the Knights' colleges all over Europe are withered.

The king, who is high above, is like a humble old man, kneeling in front of all people, losing his former style.

The faces of the great men who knew the Pope were very complicated at the moment.

Such a hero came to such an end

Thinking of this, all the friars looked at Zhang Ziling in the sky and felt more and more deeply.

The ninth emperor is still so young, still so brilliant.

Today, invincible.

Among the monks, Li Shuangyan tightly held the sword in her hand, and her emotion flowed in her beautiful eyes.

A middle-aged woman standing next to Li Shuangyan sighs and hugs Li Shuangyan into her arms.

"Child, the man Too dazzling, you It won't fly. " The woman whispered, "we Tianyong, too ordinary."

"Well..." In the middle, Li Shuang sobbed in her breast.

All the monks who knew, or did not know, Zhang Ziling were standing quietly on the periphery without disturbing them.

The annihilation of the Holy See represents the end of an era.

And these people, also means to witness the rise of another era.In this sacred moment, it should be serious.

A quiet witness is.

Zhang Ziling didn't care about the monks who had surrounded the ruins of the Holy See. He fell to the ground slowly and walked to the pope with his hands down.

In any case, the Holy See was the most powerful force on earth for thousands of years. In addition, the Pope is also a man of the day. Zhang Ziling decided to give him a grand funeral.

The strong men of the whole world will witness the annihilation of the Holy See.

Now the Pope, the Holy See

The last one.

During the period when Zhang Ziling was designed by the evil emperor and pulled away from the world of flood and famine, the Pope really gave him a lot of help. Although the pope had a bad heart, he had stayed with him for a period of time.

Master and servant.

The Pope knelt on his knees, suddenly covered by a shadow.

Zhang Ziling came to the Pope.

"Lord devil..." The Pope opened his chapped lips and said hoarsely to Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling looked at the Pope indifferently with his hands on his back.

Pooh!

The dark flame started from the foot of Zhang Ziling, and then spread rapidly around!

The cold, cold and cold flame formed a magic array on the ruins of the Holy See.

Zhang Ziling and the Pope stand in the middle of the phalanx.

In the middle, the road is full of evil spirits and evil spirits.

The sky became dark, the black fire became enchanting.

Gilgamesh quietly looked at Zhang Ziling's back. The fallen angels beside him all woke up.

Understanding Zhang Ziling's idea, Gilgamesh did not have too many words, took five fallen angels to the sky and looked at Kaya.

Gaye nodded. At last Gilgamesh stood in the middle of the array, and the six fallen angels of Gaye stood at the six corners of the array, spreading their wings behind them.

The seven fallen angels sang hymns together. The beautiful and sacred songs echoed in the sky with the roar of the road.

Twelve winged angels, led by six six winged angels, are holding the biggest funeral ever held in the world!

Because of that man

He was once a servant of Zhang Ziling.

Around the ruins of the Holy See, the friars were staring at the beautiful picture, lost in consciousness.

The black flame was all around Zhang Ziling, and the melodious hymn echoed in the Pope's ears.

Looking at the fallen angel in the sky, the Pope trembled and closed his eyes, and the muddy tears flowed down.

"Lord devil, the old servant accompanied you to fight in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years, captured the soul of your highness, destroyed 371 gods, chopped 128 demons, and slaughtered 17 saints Although this world is only a moment, the old servant is the enemy of the Lord, the Lord still lays such a big burial for the old servant. "

"Old servant..." The Pope trembled and kowtowed to Zhang Ziling

"May the next life, old servant, meet the Lord devil first."

Pooh!

During his kneeling, the Pope was engulfed in flames and his white robes were burned.

Zhang Ziling calmly watched the Pope, who was still kneeling down to himself, and was not moved.

Now, Zhang Ziling can still be the Pope.

But it doesn't make sense.

Let him, with the grand flame, disappear.

Zhang Ziling turned around and disappeared in the depths of the fire with the chant of an angel.

In the process of kneeling, the Pope was completely reduced to ashes.

At this point, the Holy See was annihilated.

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