Ten years ago, I just entered the temple as a partner of a candidate for the Beast King. With dozens of friends who went to the temple together, they stood for a long time on the stone tablet engraved with merits and honors under the temple. I saw a large piece of trace that had been artificially erased, but I didn¡¯t know who occupied such a large space, because those glory cannot be described in one or two words. Surrounding this piece of glory are the names of the previous high priests and the outstanding heroic orcs of the temple.
Six years ago, under the guidance of the high priest, my martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and I stood out among my companions and became the most outstanding trainee priest. At that time, I had already gained some fame in the Magic Continent, and had played against countless young masters, and I was very high-spirited. But in the quiet night, I always hear the sigh from the high priest. Although the voice is low, his name is always floating in the air.
Three years ago, I became the first among young people. In addition, the Beast Emperor who I assisted ascended the throne, and I was also named a prince, with added glory and unparalleled limelight. Only at this time did I see a look of approval in the eyes of the high priest. He seemed to have let go of an extremely heavy burden and pressure, and his thin and aging body also relaxed.
I understand that he finally found a priest who can replace that person, a genius who can continue the glory of the temple.
Once upon a time, my struggle was aimed at him. I want to challenge him, treating the betrayer of this temple and the fallen of the Orc Empire as a mountain in front of me that must be overcome. I am not angry, why can a fallen person leave such a deep impression on the heart of the high priest, and also have a special and hard-to-find status in the eyes of many sacrificial elders.
Therefore, I will hold my breath to break his records in the temple; I will surpass his records on the glorious stone tablet one by one; and his so-called title of the number one genius in history will be transferred to me. .
When I really face him, that¡¯s when my emotions are at their highest. I want to prove to him who is the number one genius of the temple and who can truly guide the future of the temple.
That battle, I won.
I firmly believe that my golden fighting spirit has always been undefeated
He left behind a failure and the Behemoth that he had always treasured. I suddenly felt like I was standing on the pinnacle of glory, walking on the clouds and looking down on all living beings.
Soon after, I learned the truth. The words of the high priest made me understand the whole story. It's like taking off the clover of fate and seeing the truth, real and painful.
So the battle scenes of that battle kept flashing in my mind, making me think about the details about Lovist all the time.
The number one genius in the history of the temple has never failed. The reason why he lost to me was just a reward and recognition from a senior to a latecomer, so he left the Behemoth to me so that I could carry the future of the temple. The fallen priest Lovist chose to disappear and fall when he was in his prime, hiding all his truth in the twilight.
"The Death of the Holy Mountain, if it tells the story of the fall of a so-called god, Lovist is the fallen genius of our temple."
Three days ago, he contacted me. This was the first communication I had with the high priest after his death. It was not long ago that Jesmilla, who joined the Twilight from the elves, died, and Lovist also sensed his own danger.
He asked me to be careful of everyone in Twilight, and he also asked me to get in touch with someone.
That person is you, Ron.
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"Are you sure about this?" Apollo looked at the head in front of him.
His face was still unable to be seen clearly, it was covered by a mysterious mystery. No matter how much Jose used his spirit and consciousness to check, he could not detect his true appearance. Therefore, he could only rely on the faint breath to tell that the powerful existence in front of him had always been the shadow in his heart.
This shadow has been deeply engraved in his heart since the first meeting with him many years ago. From then on, he abandoned his wife, sacrificed his son, and betrayed his relatives. In the end, he ended up living in the realm of the undead, and because of this shadow, he returned to the magical continent again.
¡°I have always remembered your breath, there will be no mistake, even if we have only met twice, plus this time,¡± Jose said slowly.
"He was actually able to release my breath." Apollo's blurry face seemed to move, rippling like calm water waves. "Is it possible that the Holy Grail in his body has reached this level?"
"The Holy Grail? I know it," Jose interrupted, "I know the Holy Grail is inside him.But it seems to only play a role in replenishing fighting spirit, and it is far from being able to exert the power of rules. "
"It seems that you know a lot," Apollo said, "but Ron's matter did not surprise me, it's just that my plan needs to be accelerated."
"Aren't you worried? Maybe in a while, Ron will be able to fully control the Holy Grail" Jose laughed softly.
"Undead, there are too many things you don't know," Apollo said. "The Holy Grail will always be under my control, just like the current situation. And you, Undead, those things about you have never been They are not beyond my sight. I made you a promise back then, but it¡¯s a pity that you never had the chance to make me fulfill it.¡±
"There will always be opportunities," Jose chuckled a few times, "I'm just curious. You know, when I first met you, I was shocked by your identity, so that I later All actions are without any doubt or hesitation. But now, the situation in the Magic Continent is really interesting. Is this the first time that mortals have resisted a god?"
Apollo said: "These things are just pebbles on the road to my return. If you have hesitation and doubts, then you don't have to keep your agreement with me. I will let the necromancer Feramis remove you from the undead position." I¡¯m not here to hear your complaints, Jose.¡±
"I know this. But it's time for you to show your power. Even if I don't have an opinion, don't your followers have an opinion? I heard that the great elf king Jesmilla has died because of you. In your hands, this is Twilight's first victim, oh, no, it's the second. I heard that the Iron Man who was loyal to you is still slowly rusting in the dungeon of the Holy See. I don't know who he is. Aren¡¯t you waiting for your arrival, my god,¡± Jose said.
"If you talk to the master in this tone, I will crush the only remaining head of yours," Balzeb said coldly.
Apollo stopped the angry Balzebul and said calmly to Jose: "The wrath of the gods will always bring shock to the magic continent. Even now, as a projection, I am not fully mature, but I still It can bring power and means that you can't imagine. You are right. Maybe the time I came to the Magic Continent was too short, and it was not enough for the world to see everything about me. The incident with the elves was just a warning. I think I I also need another event to start my plan."
As he spoke, he touched his sleeves, and a powerful aura came out of his body.
Jose¡¯s heart moved as he felt this familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere, as if he suddenly returned to that night a long, long time ago.
Summoning, eternal life, sacrifice
These words flashed in Jose's mind, causing him to have a strange hallucination. He gave up everything in order to win everything.
By the time he responded, the haziness on Apollo's body had disappeared, and a man with a handsome face appeared in front of him.
His face was like white jade, and there was a strange energy flowing under his skin. His thin lips revealed a kind of perseverance and momentum that no one else could give him, and even the faint smile at the corner of his mouth carried an elusive mystery. His eyes were like stars, hiding countless spatial transformations between opening and closing. Under his clues, no one can look him in the eye, but can only admire him deeply.
Jose¡¯s soul fire flickered for a moment, but became calm. He could only express his awe and respect in this way. He had never seen an existence that could conquer his consciousness just by his appearance and aura. Perhaps this was the difference between gods.
Apollo, who showed his true appearance, said to Jose in an unquestionable tone: "I can restore your body, what can you bring to me?"
"Channel," Jose's voice became respectful at this time, "a solid channel from the plane of the undead, a channel that is enough for your clone to pass through."
"How did you do it? Your scepter has even fallen into Martin's hands, and your power has been placed in the hands of others," Apollo said.
¡°I also have a lot of means to prove that I can achieve your requirements. I just hope that the agreement between us will not fail,¡± Jose said.
Apollo nodded, reached out and grabbed the head of He Sai, and threw it into an inexplicable space.
"In three days, I will take you out and find a suitable body," Apollo said.
The space disappeared in a flash, and the fluctuations and energy surges disappeared. As Jos¨¦ left, silence fell again in the house.
"Who didn't come to today's party?" Apollo said.
"Lovist",Erzeb said.
¡°So it¡¯s him,¡± Apollo¡¯s handsome, almost coquettish face moved.
"We have investigated this matter clearly. He is also one of the helpers in Jesmila's matter," Balzeb said.
"The second traitor in the organization?" Apollo said slowly.
"Yes. If it weren't for the two of them, no one would know about Zhuo Dong, he wouldn't be wanted across the continent, and the organization wouldn't be in a passive position," Balzeb said.
"Alas, it's such a pity." Apollo sighed and waved his hand towards Balzebul. "One person is not enough to be his opponent. After all, he is the number one genius of the Orc Temple. Balzebul and Zhuo Dong , you two go. Lowest is not an undead, so I only want his head."
The two great saints, Balzebul and Zhuo Dong, nodded at the same time, but they couldn't get excited. After all, they were once one of them. Even though they were on different lineups, they still retained a sense of friendship. .
"Don't feel sad about such a thing. Jose is right, it's probably time for me to show up, whether it's for the seeds of the stable plane or for our plan. Jennings, I want you Send a letter of challenge," Apollo said slowly with his hands behind his back, "One month later, on Dragon Island, I will visit Yunus in person."