Chapter 612 It’s up to me to end this era
Chen Lun looked at the retreating figures of the three painful ladies and let out a sigh of relief.
'This is the first step. ’
He thought to himself.
It is not an easy thing to design to kill Andre the Great.
His Majesty Conrad had a warning.
Although the Sun King is not the King of Angels, he is extremely good at fighting. At the end of the Fourth Era, Andre became famous through fighting again and again. In the Fifth Era, he dominated the mainland for more than four thousand years.
With the S-class magic weapon [Sunshine Spear] in hand, the Sun King's actual combat power is infinitely close to that of the Angel King. If you underestimate him, it will be a huge and fatal mistake.
At the same time, as the most important subordinate god under Lie father, there must be other angels hidden behind the Sun King... This is the necessary protection that Lie father provides to the Sun King in order to ensure his own stability.
Chen Lun firmly remembered Conrad's warning.
Without this information, he might have made some stupid mistakes, but now he knows very well that only by going all out can he have a chance to kill Emperor Andrei and threaten his father, for himself and for his cadres. Even the whole world gets a glimmer of hope.
He divided his plan into three steps.
The first step is particularly important, and that is finding allies.
Chen Lun was able to defeat powerful enemies and overcome difficulties many times by relying on his ability to shake people off... He never thought this was something shameful.
If a person is strong enough, he may not need these.
But when you are weak, this will be a very useful method.
Although Chen Lun's current ultimate combat power is at the angel level, the enemy he will face next will be difficult to win with personal force.
Cooperation and alliance have become necessary.
Whoosh!
After stepping into the bronze gate, Chen Lun's figure disappeared in a flash and teleported directly to the bottom of the dark world.
This originally pitch-black land has now changed drastically.
The sky was filled with cracks and even opened a large mouth, and bright and dazzling light pillars fell from it, illuminating the entire field of vision.
The three layers of space shattered by the divine war have merged and are gradually transforming into the shallow layer of the spiritual world, becoming brighter, more thorough, and closer to the outline of the real world.
Jiaoyang still held the broken sword and sat on the ground in the center.
Next to him, former Sun Pope Martin Gustus has been waiting, holding the "Awakening Truth" in his hand and praying softly.
As Chen Lun arrived, Martin stopped chanting.
He turned around and showed a surprised expression under his white wide-brimmed hat.
"Your Majesty Jack."
Martin said hello and said in a deep voice:
"I have heard about your deeds even at the end of darkness..."
He shook his head and sighed.
"Only by seeing it with one's own eyes can we know the truth... The Lie Father once again used his great power to tamper with the world's understanding. The empire's current siege and suppression is really inappropriate. I have no sympathy for the fate of the Church of the Sun."
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Chen Lun was silent for a long time.
"When will the scorching sun wake up?"
"Not sure yet."
Martin shook his head.
"If the scorching sun wakes up, please let me know, Your Majesty Martin."
"Of course."
Chen Lun asked, but he was disappointed in his heart.
He glanced at Arnold, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and finally turned and left.
Shortly after Chen Lun left.
But Jiao Yang opened his eyes.
In fact, He had woken up a long time ago, but he just didn't want to face this friend.
"Lord, Emperor Andrei once exiled you, and now he is willing to sacrifice hundreds of millions of mortals in the empire to stabilize the state of his martyred father... Why don't you crown Jack Spate?"
Martin Gusdu hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice.
Arnold slowly stood up and looked up at the beam of light in the sky.
"I used to hate Him, but it was not because of the exile, but because of the differences in ideas and beliefs... I have seen the misery of this world. He is still so pious, but he has never loved his so-called people. ”
He shook his head, looking disappointed.
"But no matter what, he is my father... It is impossible for me to help Jack kill his father."
Martin Gusdu lowered his head and sighed softly.
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Linbang Privet City, the hometown of Saint Ai.
A remote low-rent area.
In a dilapidated and dirty room on the second floor, an old man with gray hair was lying on the bed, his wrinkled face showing pain and reluctance.
"Father, brother Duggan has collected enough money and went to Dr. Lollard to buy medicine. If you keep patiently, your illness will be cured soon..."
The young woman sat on the bedside, forced a smile and comforted her.
Her hair was dry and yellow, a little dirty, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
"Don't waste money, Kesha... There are thirty silver coins and eighty copper crowns hidden in the biscuit jar behind the kitchen table. That's left for you. Find a man to marry, and you can use the money to buy some things. Possessions.”
The old man was so angry that he struggled to speak.
The daughter leaned on his lips and burst into tears after listening.
"Cough! Cough!!"
Suddenly, the old man coughed violently, his eyes widened, and blood came out of his mouth.
"Father!"
The woman screamed, stood up quickly, and wiped the blood vomited by the old man with a towel. Then she realized that this was not the solution, and ran outside in panic, shouting for help.
The old man was convulsing alone in the room, moaning in pain from his mouth.
Suddenly, the old man noticed something and looked to the side.
A long-haired man wearing a khaki cloak sat on the chair beside the bed at some point, looking at him with pity.
"Heaven...angel..."
The old man murmured.
He has been immersed in it since he was a child and firmly believes that angels live in the land of Saint Aegis, and that he will take all the dead to paradise.
"That was your daughter just now?"
Sid laughed.
For some reason, the old man suddenly found that his pain had disappeared and he could speak smoothly... He smiled gratefully at the man and said with relief:
"Yes, Lord Angel, that is my daughter, Kesha."
"Very energetic little guy."
Sid picked up an apple on the table, cut off the skin and rotten parts with a knife, and handed it to the old man's hand.
"Don't worry about her, she will live well...eat, I will take you away after eating."
"Thank you."
The old man nodded gratefully.
He slowly bit into the apple, savoring the delicious taste of his last moments.
After eating, he looked around again, as if he wanted to remember this poor but warm home in his mind.
After a while, the old man got up from the hospital bed and followed Sid out of the room.
He finally stopped at the door, looked back, and saw his body still lying on the bed, with a peaceful smile on his face.
After a while.
Sid was standing alone downstairs in a low-rent house. A woman was crying from the second floor, but he looked calm.
"That old guy is tainted."
Sid spoke softly.
"So you annihilated his spirituality and prevented the out-of-control mutation?"
Next to him, a gentleman in black hat appeared at some point, holding an ivory white cane and looking up at the low-rent building with him.
Sid nodded.
"I like this place, so I will try my best to let these dying mortals leave as painlessly as possible, and guide their spirits to the Kingdom of God."
A long while.
Chen Lun said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty Sid, I would like to ask you a favor."
"I won't make a move, Jack."
Sid said calmly.
He put his hands behind his back and watched quietly as the woman on the second floor left alone with the support of a slightly older man.
"This is a conflict between you, Emperor Andrei, and even your father. I don't want to get involved... Although I sympathize with these ordinary people, my ability is limited. At most, I can only take care of the land of Saint Aye."
Chen Lun's heart sank.
He opened his mouth, intending to try again, but Sid turned to look at him, as if he had guessed what he was about to say.
"I don't care about the divine position at all, and I don't believe that you can kill the clay man in the future, so let's drop this matter and don't talk about it anymore."
Chen Lun saw this and said no more.
He took off his hat, bowed slowly to his former guests, then took a step and disappeared.
After he left, Sid took out an unfinished history book. He held a quill in his hand, but he didn't write it for a long time.
After a while, He shook his head.
"Can the King of Cang Yi complete the great deeds that even Duke Huan failed to accomplish..."
Sid was silent for a moment, and finally put away the history book.
"Maybe try trusting Him for once."
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"Sorry Jack, I can't help you at the moment... The last oracle left by Duke Huan was to strictly guard the seal of the Eternal Sleeper. I can feel that Duke Huan values the Eternal Sleeper even more than other true gods. To ensure the stability of the seal, I cannot leave Far East.”
Chen Lun stood under the holy tree and raised his head.
The illusory but eye-catching golden branches cover the sky and the sun, making it a spectacular sight.
The message from His Majesty Oscar echoed in his mind.
Except for the three painful ladies, all the rescue plans had encountered setbacks, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.
‘The first step is crucial, but it is more difficult than expected. ’
Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink.
Turning around, he saw a white cat with golden antlers standing on his shoulder, looking at him quietly with a pair of amber cat eyes.
"Don't worry, I will help you."
The white cat spoke slowly and lazily.
Chen Lun was startled, then smiled.
The originally depressed mood was somewhat relieved.
"Thank you, Your Majesty Maggie."
The cat god waved his paws, seemingly unfazed.
Then Maggie jumped off his shoulder and lay down under the sacred tree to get ready for sleep.
At this time, in his sight, another letter with wings flew from the horizon... Chen Lun recognized it as a high-level magic called "Wind Letters".
The envelope fell directly into his hand, and the fluttering wings turned into phantoms and disappeared, leaving only a breeze blowing on his face.
Chen Lun's eyes flashed with confusion.
He opened the letter, browsed it for a while, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
This is a letter sent from the Meteor Tower. The person who wrote the letter is none other than Master Carmen’s teacher, Ms. Frederic.
The letter is concise and concise, and the core meaning is one sentence:
"I will help you with your plan."
Finally, Ms. Frederic made it clear that this was an oracle from the true god of magic, Mr. Jing Yao!
Chen Lun was surprised.
He turned to look at the white cat, and suddenly realized that the reason why Maggie offered to help him was probably because of Miss Nature's True Sacred Tree.
The true god of joy and sorrow has been watching him silently!
Chen Lun took a deep breath.
Benedict!
He tapped his white cane lightly on the lawn.
Boom——
Under the golden sacred tree, a white throne rises from the ground.
Chen Lun climbed up the stairs against the wind, and finally sat on the throne.
His calm eyes overlooked the entire old spiritual world, and he spoke slowly:
"The Lord of the Spirit World and Fairyland, Jack Spate hereby declares that I will end this era!"
All of a sudden.
Countless creatures in the old spiritual world heard this peaceful oracle.
Wow!
The dark descendants in the Nameless City stopped what they were doing and rushed to the streets and squares excitedly.
The cat residents of Cat Town Kazite, led by High Priest Daye, swarmed to the bottom of the White Tower.
The circus officials gathered on the white tower.
Everyone looked in the direction of Tianyuan in unison, bowed to the holy tree and the white throne, and loudly sang the honorable name of the King of Blue Clothes... (End of Chapter)