This is probably the simplest ceremony in the history of balanced sects. After a long war, the dying old pope handed the greatest glory to the new pope who was still in the hands of the enemy.
No carols, no grand ceremonies
There’s war and broken bodies, cold blades
"Pa pa-"Robbery clapped his hands. "It’s so touching, so touching."
"Don’t forget what you promised me," Ji said transfixed at the robbery.
"Of course, of course, I won’t forget it, but …" Don’t look around the silence. "Why don’t others stay?"
"As it should be" Ji nodded and finally said "as it should be"
The last four words fell silent and slowly closed his tired eyes.
So abrupt and so peaceful
And the moment don’t elders are all changed face.
Shen is directly lambasted up "how dare you? You … "
"Let’s do it." Rob glanced at Levin.
Draven’s direct axe
Graves lit a cigar chamber.
There was a cold wind in the air, and several people wanted to leave.
But they were stopped by a swift figure.
"Hey tiger-"Li Qing punches like a dragon.
Shen Zheng big eyes looked at people gradually falling in front of him in despair.
This is destined to be a bloody night.
In this night, it once represented the most dazzling king and the highest Shinto in Ionia.
It was from this night.
Ionia entered the age of the king god to be continued
Ps second, I’m in a bad mood. I don’t know what I wrote.
Sorry, everyone.
Sleep
Page two hundred and seven Want to die and live.
It’s getting light.
Lai lai
It’s a new day
On this day, the world is destined to be completely different.
The Ionian War, which has lasted for more than ten years and has invested a lot of manpower and material resources and affected almost the whole rune continent, finally came to an end this morning.
Several people once fought for the island and finally fell into the hands of one person.
But this man, the ultimate winner, is neither the aggressor Noxas who exhausted the national strength nor the aborigine Ionia whose culture was almost destroyed.
And it’s not the naval regiment that destroyed allied Bill Giwater.
In a sense, Bill Giwat lost the most in this war. First, the most powerful fleet in the sea, the Seafood Trident, was destroyed, and then the most powerful army in the land, the guns and roses, went there.
It is said that it is light to hurt the muscles and bones.
The real winner is the person who no one would have thought of before.
Before robbing this, almost everyone paid attention.
He took the last fruit of the war without blowing off dust and became the actual master of the whole Ionia.
"Congratulations" Chen Senran still shouldered in Chengtou.
The robbery was right beside him, and a dark red robe was full of mottled blood.
One night, a few high-ranking members of the balanced sect who escaped from the critical net were slaughtered.
This can be said to have been a disaster.
"Congratulations to you, too." I looked at the number of bodies in the city and narrowed my eyes slightly like the dead.
No one has forced him to watch him anymore, and he is not dead.
He just doesn’t want to move. He has been sitting like this for a long time.
He doesn’t want to get up at all.
He seemed to hear those piercing screams echoing in his ears because he was asked to move.
The rich smell of blood in the air is like every drop of blood they shed has poured into his mouth and flowed into his chest to let him breathe.
He feels more guilty than great guilt.
He thinks that all those people died because of him, and he is like a coward born with so many people’s blood.
He wants revenge very much. He knows that the robbery is not far behind him. The wall wants him to turn around and find the right direction of the knife.
But he dare not.
Not because he is afraid of death.
But because he knows that his life is no longer his own.
He can’t just die. He has to live for a long time. He can’t die until the balanced Sect spreads Shinto all over Ionia again.
After a long time, his eyelids finally moved, and then he finally got up and stepped on it like a walking corpse. I wonder if his companion’s body disappeared into everyone’s sight