readx; The blue sky is clear and the white clouds are lingering. Facing Inedil's question, the Pale Lord smiled leisurely and asked, "Why can't I lie to you?" He turned him over, and the two stood facing each other. The stone statue lowered its head slightly, and its eyes were lifeless white. color. "Did I make an oath and promise not to lie to you? Or did I force you to do as I said?" The Pale Lord paused and asked questions one after another. Inedil was speechless. He felt something was wrong, but for a moment he didn't know how to refute. Now, he is in an extremely bad state, his whole body is exhausted and weak, his mind is in a state of confusion, and he can't figure things out at all. "Stupid humans" "Death Knell" next to him shook his head and hummed in a low voice. He stood above the clouds with his hands behind his hands, and black air as thick as ink seeped out from under his cloak, quickly darkening a large cloud. "The cause of yesterday, the result of today, everything you get is all your own fault," the Pale Lord continued, trying to completely break the opponent's defenses, "If I have done anything, it is a mirror that reflects "No, that's not the case." Inedil shook his head repeatedly, as if he wanted to use this to strengthen his heart. "If it weren't for you, would so many people have died?" After hearing this, the Pale Lord sneered, "As far away as the city of Frodo, as close as the New Army of Light, millions of people died tragically, not all "Is it to protect your position?" "No, I am trying to protect more people." Inedil hurriedly defended. "To this day, are you still lying to yourself?" The Pale Lord asked again, "In that case, let me ask you a question, if the price of saving the Principality of Ian is to deprive you of your position as archbishop and let you do it again Are you willing to return to that humble servant, or not?" Inedil wanted to give a positive answer, but he didn't know why. He hesitated briefly. Seeing the half-smiling expression on the Pale Lord's face, he felt slightly ashamed and immediately replied loudly, "I am willing. I can die for this." "Death?" The Pale Lord laughed, "You Don¡¯t you understand? You would rather die in the position of archbishop than live in humility. This is because of your sense of vanity" Inedil was stunned, and he remained silent. After a long time, he lowered his head in resignation and stared at the gray mottled old stone slab. "Okay, after we have been together for many years, I will send you on your last journey, and it will not be in vain for our master and apprentice," the Pale Lord said with a hypocritical smile, "How about it, do you have any last words?" "Control of the White Tower Mark, where did you get it?" He seemed to know that death was inevitable. Inedil became much calmer. "While you were out, I killed Samuel and retrieved it directly from his soul," the Pale Lord confessed. "Then, I disguised his body as if he had died of starvation, but the spell had It's timely, but you stayed away from him when he was alive, and you won't even look at him after he is dead." Inedil nodded, closed his eyes, and said nothing. He spent time with the Pale Lord day and night, and only needed to understand a few things. You can figure out the whole story without any need to ask any more questions. At the same time, in the corner of the Gate of Heaven, Silvis had a look of astonishment on his face. The Lord of Shadows did not believe in the "Death Knell", let alone the Lord of Pale, so he did not immediately go to set up an ambush. Instead, he sneaked back and lurked to the side to inquire about the situation. He has the "Thousand Faces Veil" to protect his body. Even if he sets off at the same time, he can reach the "Temple of the Sky" first. Sensing the emotions surging in Silvis's heart, the Lord of Shadows was worried about showing his weakness, so he took over the control of the body without hesitation. He didn't care about the cause of Samuel's death, he only cared about whether he could get enough benefits from this trip to the Kingdom of God. When he saw the Lord of Paleness, he was about to let go of his hand. The Lord of Shadows turned around quietly and sneaked into the "Kingdom of Light". "Goodbye, my dear student." Feeling the vitality and divine power in Inedil's body, the Pale Lord said goodbye politely. For the evil god, emotions are also a kind of nourishment, so he tries his best to attack the opponent in order to draw as much power as possible. Now, because Nedir's oil is exhausted, he doesn't need to waste any more words. Inedil raised his head and glanced at the Pale Lord for the last time. Then, he raised his hand with difficulty, trying to open the palm that was holding his shoulder. The Pale Lord let go of his hand and spread it to both sides. This graceful gesture was very similar to the statue of the Lord on the church's shrine. Inedil¡¯s feet stepped on the stone slab, and there was a hard touch. A surprised expression flashed across his face. Immediately, the mottled stone slab turned from solid to virtual, and suddenly dissipated like a cloud of gray mist. The archbishop in white robes, who was as depressed as death, fell into the clouds from this gap. The long wind howled, blowing the pale leaves, fluttering, and falling to the earth. Looking at Inedil falling for nine days, a strange expression appeared on the face of the Pale Lord. It¡¯s like finishing the last glass of wine. I should be satisfied, but I feel an indescribable feeling of sadness. "The only drawback of the method of 'cultivating thoughts' is that if you stay with the seeder for too long, you will easily develop feelings." The evil god "Death Knell" slowly approached and said casually. "The evil god has no emotions." The Pale Lord replied coldly. He turned around, no longer looking at the gap, and just waved his hand, signaling Deathstroke to follow. When the two evil gods stepped into the "Kingdom of Light", the first thing they set foot on was the glorious road. Beside the road, there are two neat rows of white thorn trees. In heaven, the four seasons are like spring, and the white flowers as big as the mouth of a bowl are always in bloom. The breeze blows, the petals fall, and the fragrant fragrance blows towards your face. The Pale Lord didn't care yet, but "Death Knell" snorted involuntarily and waved his hand to drive away these petals with the power of holy light. "This is just the lowest level of the kingdom of the gods. Let's go directly. Anyway, the gods are still waiting for death in their graves." The Pale Lord pointed to the sky and said straightforwardly. According to the general process, those who go to the upper level of the Kingdom of God must go through the interrogation of the "Legion of Heroic Spirits", and then pass through the "Kingdom of Light" before reaching the spiral staircase of the Cloud Tower leading to the upper level. "Okay." The evil god "Death Knell" nodded slightly and raised his hand to throw up the simple lantern. A ball of dim light enveloped them, drifting toward the zenith. Similar to the illusion that Allegri once entered, there is no sun in the sky of "Light of Heaven", but only white flames floating there, which serve as lighting. Soon, the two evil gods arrived under the zenith. "Death Knell" glanced at the Pale Lord and saw that he had no intention of taking action, so he stretched out his skinny fingers and claws and stabbed hard. The Holy Light Sky Dome shattered, revealing a passage about two meters in diameter. "Soul-splitting thorn?" The Pale Lord smiled slightly and walked in first. His eyes suddenly changed from bright holy white. Transformed into a deep black and blue. "Death Knell" then entered, and was actually in the endless deep sea. Fortunately, the dim light opened up a space. But even if there is no air, the two evil gods will not be affected. They do not need to breathe. The light group continued to rise, and after an unknown amount of time, they finally surfaced. "Death Knell" looked around and saw an endless ocean. The night was low and the stars were scattered. A line of clear starlight is reflected on the sea, and the wind blows the star strings, making a clanging sound. "The blue sea and sky are filled with thousands of stars," the Pale Lord took two steps back and forth on the sea and said softly, "This is the territory created by the gods for themselves or their servants to live." "Then they have wasted their efforts. "This place is full of life now," the evil god "Death Knell" nodded and put away the lantern. Greeting, "Let's go." The Pale Lord patted his shoulders and transformed into a pair of white bone wings. He flapped his wings and flew deep into the night sky, with "Death Knell" following closely behind. He walks in the air without any support. Also using the "Soul Splitting Thorn" to open the passage, they left the "Ten Thousand Colored Stars" and entered the upper level of the kingdom of gods. A tall tower reaching into the sky and the earth stands tall in the sky. Around the tower, there are branches. On each branch, there is a beautiful palace, just like the flowers and leaves on the towering trees, with different shapes and sparseness. The waist of the tower is surrounded by a vast sea of ??clouds, with small boat-like clouds floating on it. There are some buildings, pavilions, or mountains, rocks, flowers and grass. You can imagine how comfortable it is to see the gods boating on the clouds, drinking tea and discussing Taoism. Comfortable. "The top of this tower is where the 'Celestial Temple' is." The Pale Lord pointed in the distance. "This high tower is the legendary Tower of Babel, right?" The evil god "Death Knell" looked up for a moment and asked. "Yes, in the Holy See's books, it is also called the 'Spine of the Sky'," the Pale Lord flapped his bone wings and flew away first, "We need to speed up, I have to go back to Ranken to clean up the mess." "Death Knell" raised his black cloak and quickly caught up with him, keeping pace with the Pale Lord. Two flying birds, one black and one white, shuttled between the branches of the towering trees, faster than a spark of fire. With towers one after another and palaces one after another, "Death Knell" even felt that after this journey, he had become an expert in the architecture of the Kingdom of God, but he still couldn't see the end in sight. The only welcome change is that the diameter of the tower is getting smaller and smaller. It was dozens of miles in radius when we set out, but now it has shrunk more than ten times. And here, the skylight remains unchanged forever, so you can¡¯t even notice it.Until the passage of time. When "Death Knell" was a little tired of aesthetics, his eyes suddenly opened up. The tip of the tower opened like a flower bone, and above it was a square, gray palace. "Finally we're here." The evil god "Death Knell" fell in front of the hall, and the will-o'-the-wisp under his hood trembled, indicating that he was quite excited. "What I promised, the 'Sky Temple' belongs to you, the 'Light Kingdom' belongs to me, Snowton and Nachini belong to you, Ian and the Holy White Tower belong to me." The Pale Lord looked at his reaction carefully. , reiterated again. "That's right, that's right," the evil god "Death Knell" looked steadily and promised, "Don't worry, I will never break my promise." The tall and thin old man circled back and forth around the "Sky Temple", interacting with other buildings of the kingdom of God. In comparison, this square hall was unremarkable, with no gaps except for the main entrance. It was obviously carved out of a huge stone, but the material of the huge stone was something "Death Knell" had never heard of or seen. Horizontal and vertical, the length and width are 36 meters, the shape is simple, without too many modifications. Only on both sides of the palace wall, lines of writing are exposed, some are elegant and free, some are rigorously structured. They are the names of the gods, engraved here by their own hands. "Death Knell" I read it carefully and let out a deep laugh. He stretched out his palm from his sleeve and wiped it back and forth. The names of the gods on the wall of the temple disappeared. Just like this, one name after another was wiped off. The "death knell" removed all the names of the gods. In the process, the pale The Lord stood behind him and watched, without disturbing him or intending to help. "Want to go in and have a look?" The last name was wiped out and the hall wall was empty. The old man straightened up and invited. "Okay Okay." The Pale Lord thought for a moment and nodded. The two evil gods walked in tandem, walking from the side to the front. Without hesitation, "Death Knell" pushed open the heavy stone door and stepped in. The empty hall has no windows or columns, but the Pale Lord does not feel dull or gloomy, but it is also not bright either. All feelings are between the two extremes, impartial, impartial and neutral. There is nothing else in the hall, only seats, the seats of the gods. There is one in the middle, there are three below it, and six below it, arranged in order from top to bottom, the total number is ten, corresponding to the ten main gods of the kingdom of gods. On both sides, there are six stone seats on each side, which are the seats of twelve secondary gods. Twenty-two, this is the number of members of the "Parliament of the Sky". They form the highest governing body of the Kingdom of Gods and even this world plane. "Death Knell" stopped in front of the door, took a general glance, and walked straight to the stone seat in the middle, which was the speaker's seat of the "Parliament of the Sky". It once belonged to the Lord of Light, but now, no one can stop him from sitting down. The Pale Lord followed up. He locked the figure of "Death Knell" firmly and quietly clenched his palm. In the palm of his hand, a flash of white light condensed, then twisted like a snake, ready to go. "Death Knell" continued to move forward, only one step away from the throne of God. He, who had always been as deep as the sea, could not help but be shaken at this time. However, as the most powerful among the evil gods, he also remained alert enough to avoid being taken advantage of by thieves at this critical moment. As for who the thief is besides the Pale Lord, is there anyone else in this "Sky Temple"? The answer is yes, but Deathstroke doesn't know it. With the help of the lantern, he possesses extremely keen sensitivity. The power of the Pale Lord is fluctuating, but it remains within the normal range, and there is no other existence in the temple. This is certain. So he leaned forward without any scruples, preparing to take over the throne. And in that void, the Lord of Shadows sneered silently, revealing his ferocious fangs. ¡(To be continued.) ps: (I¡¯m a bit anxious, so I¡¯ll correct the typos, and everyone will read again in five minutes.) ¡