Invade the white dove

Chapter 113 Breaking Dawn 3

Removing the contract signed by Kyle and the devil is the most critical part of overthrowing Kyle's tyranny. You don't need to think about how critical this is.

There are hundreds of thousands of believers in the Aushenism, and Julius is by no means the only experienced and capable believer.However, Toth was relieved to entrust such an important task to a young man who had just lost his father and home, and took all the blame on himself.

Facing Sotiria's questioning, Toth still smiled: "I can understand your dissatisfaction with me, I have also been awakened by nightmares in countless nights, and I was afraid to hear the news that Julius was killed by Kyle. I can only kneel at the feet of the God of Austria, and ask God to forgive me for wanting to satisfy Julius' selfish desire to avenge his father."

Sotiria frowned.

Julius was right about Toth in one point. This "His Excellency the Envoy of God" had a good eloquence.

Looking at Toth's smiling eyes, a sense of familiarity that was long ago and almost forgotten suddenly emerged.

In this ice field far away from Julius, his power was suppressed too thoroughly, and all senses became dull, so before Sotiria wanted to carefully discern the breath emanating from Toth, that The sense of familiarity has long since slipped from the fingertips.

He nodded to Todd: "I only hope that after this, Your Majesty, you can set him free."

"Children of the God of God are always free." Toth also nodded with a smile.

Sotiria didn't want to argue with him, and was about to leave directly, but at this moment, the seal of the contract on his chest felt a sharp pain.

As if the vitality in his body was quickly drawn away, he fell to the ground with a "boom", clutched his heart, bent his body, and gasped for breath.

"Ulysses."

problem occurs.

He must hurry back as soon as possible.

However, just as he staggered and supported his body to stand up, he found that the originally amiable envoys had already silently surrounded him.

"Evil creature." The Angel Thoth finally let go of his fake smile, "How dare you sneak into the sanctuary?"

It was only then that Sotiria discovered that due to the unstable contract and weakened power, his body, which was no different from a normal person, was rapidly changing back to the translucent state of a ghost.

He raised his hand.

The envoys of the gods raised the ring pendant on their chests at the same time, and white light shot out from the center of the circle like a flame, condensing into dozens of ropes, binding him tightly.

The sizzling sound of burning flesh sounded.

"Listen to me." Sotilia's legs were tingling, it was a coldness that came from his bones, it was definitely not the effect brought by the light spells of these angels - the spells to expel "evil things" Doesn't work on him, just burns his skin slightly.

It could only be that Julius was injured.

"Uly... Ulys is in danger. I am his contract knight, let me go back and save him."

Hearing the name of "Ulis", the expressions of the envoys seemed to loosen a little, and just when Sotiria was about to break free from the shackles of light, a lion's roar hit his head——

"Don't listen, don't look!"

Following the roar of the envoy Thoth, the white fire dragon roared out of his palm and bit Sotiria's shoulder.

For several days, the angels had been chanting the incantations to exorcise evil spirits day and night, and the skin of Sotiria's whole body finally turned red and black under their persistence.

Sotiria was not afraid of pain, those spells were just tickling for him.What gave him the most headache was the flaming white dragon that would come out of Toth's palm every three hours.

The white flame was able to touch his already unstable soul and tear his sanity apart.Every time the white dragon roared, Sotiria was one step closer to the abyss out of control.

Although his current destructive power is weak, once it gets out of control and the power changes, the entire Black Lake Continent will become a dead zone.

He can't destroy the world that should be protected by him for his lover.

No. 14 days for Sotiria to reach Sanctuary, No. 30 days for Leaving Ulis.

The burnt smell in the air has reached its peak, and everyone has reached the limit of their bodies. The hands of the envoys holding the ring pendant are unbearably heavy, shaking like chaff, and Sotiria's body is also non-stop day and night. In the consumption, it becomes a smoke that is about to be dissipated by a breeze.

Through his palm, he looked at the neatly cut white marble on the temple floor.

The humming of mantras echoed in his ears.

Ulysses...

His heart, which had never been beating, suddenly trembled violently, as if being tightly grasped, torn, and trampled by a pair of hands.The severe pain made him unable to fall to the ground, and his knees hit the ground heavily, making a muffled sound.

Ulysses...

His mouth and nose seemed to be soaked in water, and the inexplicable cold made him unable to breathe.Sotiria subconsciously held her breath, and the burning pain quickly spread to her lungs.

He was forced to feel suffocated, and after a few dry coughs, he spit out dirty water.

Ulysses...

in drowning.

He protects the world, but who should protect his lover...

"Humans, I have backed down again and again."

Sotiria propped up his body and raised his head vigorously.Green water still gushed from his mouth and nose, but the protoss didn't need to breathe.

Seeing Sotiria's appearance, the envoys in a circle took a step back in unison, but Thoth yelled loudly, and they tremblingly raised the ring at the same time, and the flame rope tightened again.

Sotiria sneered, and no longer suppressed the alienated power surging in his body, the terrifying power that was contrary to the gentle and majestic aura at the creation of the world spewed out from every inch of his body, and the entire temple was instantly covered in a dense mass Wrapped in a thick liquid, like sea water with a fishy smell, or damp wind, there are vines or tentacle-like black shadows in the smoke, strangling everyone's necks.

Death is silent.

At this moment, there is no difference between a temple or a ghost.

Sotiria walked forward aimlessly, or maybe backwards, and countless vines fluttered behind him, like tentacles of molluscs.On each vine, hangs a lifeless corpse.

The uniform linen robes they wore became their own shrouds.

"Ulysses..."

His voice was hoarse and low, like a call from the depths of a nightmare, echoing for a long time in this temple that had been swallowed by destructive forces.

"Hey—" a nearly suffocating cry for help sounded, "Let go, let go, I can... save him..."

"Ulysses."

Sotiria's eyes had turned into the deepest black. He looked at the last struggling human sent by the vine expressionlessly, slowly raised his hand, and pinched his neck with two fingers.

Just one click.

"Ulis! I can save him!" At the last moment of his life, the envoy of Thoth, known as the "spokesman of God", burst out with an amazing desire to survive. Although his gray pupils were full of fear and pleading, they still had With the most basic reason, "Destroy...you are Apophis, AlAimo, please listen to my prayer..."

Hearing the familiar syllable, Sotiria frowned slightly.

"I can save him, great protoss, I can, save him..."

"Ulysses?" Sotiria asked, and the vine that nearly snapped Thoth's neck snapped.

The envoy of Thoth squirmed to the soles of Sotiria like a bug: "I will... revoke the contract between Kyle and Tatos, and summon the kingdom of believers. The jihad has been prepared for a long time and will not fail. Kyle, Kyle kills No Julius, trust me, AlAimo..."

"Ulysses." Sotiria repeated unconsciously.

"He won't die." Angel Thoth raised his head, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Kyle loves him like he loves another self."

Sotiria, or Apophis, the God of Destruction, was meaninglessly repeating the monotonous ancient saying "Ulysses" that could make him palpitate.After a long silence, he raised his foot and kicked Toth away, and he had already returned to the low and soft voice like a violin: "Get me a fast boat, two sailors."

Sotiria turned around, raised his right arm, and placed it on his chest hesitantly. The seal of the contract was still hot just now, but now there is no response.

A piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

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Characters are not perfect.

A mad king, a paranoid avenger, an envoy trying to confuse people in the name of "god", a god clan with selfish desires.