Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 742: Just a mortal

On the road to Rome, a car drove silently.

"So..." Jeanna asked a puzzling question: "She really just let you go."

"I just repeated our previous conversation." Bai Yu glanced at the three beautiful faces in the rearview mirror: "What makes you so suspicious of such a clear answer, is it reading comprehension?"

Jeanne didn't speak, but Frederica spoke first.

"We just can't understand Feng Sheng's way of thinking. She seems to feel guilty about the past, but she is too..."

"reason?"

"It's cold." Angelica hugged her knees and asked, "Is there really someone who can distinguish rationality and sensibility so clearly?"

"I don't know, but people are different." Bai Yu held the steering wheel, opened the window, and let the wind pass through the car. His voice rose and fell with the wind: "You shouldn't underestimate anyone. To be able to achieve their current status as saints, they must have experienced many things that ordinary people cannot imagine. It is impossible to cross that threshold just by relying on talent and talent... It is not so much that she is too cold, but rather, She treats everyone the same, including herself.”

"Then will you become like this?" Frederica asked in a low voice, her eyes were sad: "I, I don't want you to become like her."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

To make sure nothing went wrong, he asked again, 'What if you make a mistake?

It would be fine if this was wrong. It would be super doubled. Anyway, with the system's credit endorsement, Bai Yu doesn't have to worry about it running away on the spot.

"Yeah..." Angelica echoed. She felt like she went to a museum to steal a national treasure, but the other party just gave him a copy of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" without saying a word... It was obviously a very valuable item, but it was obtained. It takes no effort at all. There is a way of trying to move a bucket with all your strength, only to find that it is empty when you lift it.

Do I have to tell you that my childhood idol is Chu Liuxiang?
Bai Yu started to quarrel with Jeanne.

"That's it, let a hungry guy like him become a monk and not get sick." Jeanna held a bag of snacks in her hand, picked up potato chips with her fingers and stuffed them into her mouth.

"No." Bai Yu was very sure, and her tone was quite relaxed: "The paths to sainthood will also be different. Her path of seeking the truth is too extreme. Perhaps this is also a historical feature of this era. Most religions are related to A seeker of truth always likes one thing.”

After Jeanne finished eating the snacks in her hand, she opened another bottle of Coke, took a sip to wash away the salty taste in her mouth, and then said slowly: "The holy object is equivalent to the sponsorship fee she gave me. I guess the other party must We have prepared temporary fakes, otherwise stealing would not be so easy."

"It's really willful. But it's a good thing to avoid unnecessary complications. Her sponsorship fee will be paid here. It's a pity that she didn't fool her into actually taking action against Lao Deng."

"Is this holy object really so magical? It can send us to the future?" Angelica poked the incubator with her finger. It was quite exciting when she stole it before, but she didn't feel anything after getting it. She originally He is not a devout believer.

"Already checked."

Even if she is lecherous, she is still much higher class than Zhen Zhibing.

Bai Yu's eyes subconsciously left the curb in front, but glanced at the incubator, sighing: "Five hundred years later, for such a sacred object, an honorary saint was made, and hundreds of thousands of people were attracted. People’s on-site pilgrimage… ended up being sent away so casually.”

Frederica immediately started thinking: "Michael is the archangel. He deliberately reserved such a hand. He must have a purpose."

"Maybe it was just a simple slash?"

Baiyu had already asked the immortal for guidance, and he replied, 'No problem, it's genuine'.

I just don’t know where Michael got so many hands that could be used to chop them into specimens.

Bai Yu refused to admit that we have always been careless.

He proudly said: "I am different. As a modern person, my moral bottom line is quite flexible."

Angelica just giggled as she listened, while Fleur became more and more unhappy as she listened. She felt that the atmosphere between the two was too good, so she interrupted: "Speaking of which, don't you check the sacred objects? "

"Eat what you eat, don't take the opportunity to throw dirty water on me."

Bai Yu didn't have much expectations for this.

"The church's canonization cannot be detrimental to the emperor. There are multiple constraints of covenants and oaths." Jeanne had finished half a bottle of Coke at this time and lazily rubbed it on the seat, like a little lazy cat licking its paws: " So we are the only ones who can deal with Lao Deng.”

"Maybe there's me too..."

Before he finished speaking, a gap suddenly opened between the front seat and the back seat of the car.

The black cavity suddenly opened, and the Dragon Mother sat in the crack in the space, like a painting posted in the air.

People in the back couldn't see it, they could only see a dark hole. People in the front row could see her, just like seeing a painting.

The other three people saw the Dragon Mother for the first time, and they immediately showed different reactions.

Fleur covered Angelica's mouth before she screamed, while Jeanne screwed on the soda cap first, put it aside, and then clenched her fists slightly.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Dragon Mother, Bai Yu was not surprised: "You are indeed hiding from the sight of the saint."

"Oh, if she knows that you are involved with me, she might do something else. I will not push you into a pit of fire without knowing her true purpose."

The Mother of Dragons meant what she said, but this is the magic moment of journalism.

"Obviously you are worried that if I die, you will have to sit through the jail, why do you say so affectionately." Bai Yu changed his hand to hold the steering wheel and said without squinting: "Besides, during the time in Brahma City, You're not helping at all... If only you could follow Michael's example and leave me a hand."

"If I keep it, do you dare to use it?"

"Hey, I haven't eaten this stewed dragon elbow yet."

The demigod dragon mother opened her eyes and saw through this kid's thoughts: "You want to raise the price... But I came to give you a reminder. Seeing that you have indeed passed the test of canonization and got the holy object. If so, I can give you a few more tips.”

Naturally, it is impossible for a demigod in prison to actually take action.

There is nothing you can do if you want to make a move. If you want to make a move, there is no need to make a secret cheap deal with Bai Yu.

She was destined to be able to only give commands remotely, pointing out the situation through the screen, expressing her passion, and fanning the flames.

Jeanne also lowered her hardened fist and glanced at the Dragon Mother, with a subtle look of contempt in her eyes that said, "He turns out to be a little brat."

Between the innate heroic spirit and the demigod, I really can’t tell who is higher in terms of quality.

Bai Yu said concisely and concisely: "Say it."

...If it doesn't have any effect, don't blame me for being in a bad mood and extending your prison term.

"Do you know why I went to Rome five hundred years ago?" Dragon Mother went straight to the topic.

Bai Yu had several speculations in his mind.

"There are only a few reasons why the esoteric demigods take action...either for major interests or to create chaos. Five hundred years ago, you didn't know the specific function of the sacred object. It should be another one." thing."

This time it was Dragon Mother's turn to smile.

"Yes, it's normal to think so."

"But the interesting thing about history is that it doesn't go the way you plan it to."

"Even I wouldn't have guessed it five hundred years ago. Don't worry, let me tell you."

"That year, I descended into the city of Rome."

"It's not because I actively want to go, but because..."

"I accepted the sacrifice."

“Sacrifice from the Roman Royal Family.”

……

"Under the witness of iron and blood..."

"I offer these as a sacrifice."

"You are invited to have dinner with me!"

In the deep underground palace, as the magic circle was lit up, a bright red stream of light swallowed up all the sacrifices prepared in the scene.

In the Roman Empire, the eldest son of the emperor looked at the altar that exuded a faint luster, waiting for a response from it.

He didn't want to choose this approach.

But there is no way, this is the last resort.

Everyone has greed.

As the eldest son of the emperor, his greed is the throne above him.

However, the Roman royal family has a rule from generation to generation, and no one can inherit the throne of emperor without being canonized.

His talent was so mediocre that he couldn't even accept the royal family's trial.

In the extraordinary realm, he has the best resources, but he can only break through to the third level when he is nearly thirty, exhausting all his potential. Many people bluntly said that he has no possibility of becoming a saint in this life. That is, from that time on, The factions and nobles who supported him immediately dispersed and flocked to other royal bloodlines.

Even his status plummeted.

In order to get Angelica, or in other words, get the treasure of Lord Caster... he rejected his previous engagement, which directly pushed away his original father-in-law, and the eldest son of the emperor completely lost the support of a grand duke. .

Without marriage as a bond, there was no need for the other party to choose him, the hopeless eldest son of the emperor.

At this point, it can be said that we are at the end of our rope.

Therefore, he could only take some other methods.

Even if this method is a crooked way, it is cooperating with the demigods of the secret sect.

so what?

History is a little girl who can be dressed up.

Only the winner can paint freely.

As long as he ascends to the position of Dabao, he will be a person above all others.

The Roman Empire would not be destroyed by the Secret Cult. He knew that he would pay a high price, but he wanted to examine whether the price was high until he became the emperor.

Before becoming the emperor, all the promises were empty promises, and he would not feel any pain!

As the light gathered in the center of the sacrificial circle.

A crack appeared in the space, and a hand stretched out from the center of the surging elemental tide.

The Crown Prince immediately bent down and took the hand in a kiss.

"Thank you for accepting this invitation..."

Dragon Mother Tia stood on a high place, overlooking the crown prince with a flattering smile, and smiled.

"I am very satisfied with your sacrifice."

"But you are not my believer, so why are you holding this sacrifice?"

"I'm afraid that all your wealth and collections will be emptied, right?"

Lifting the crown prince's chin with slightly sharp fingers and nails, the Dragon Mother asked jokingly: "What do you want from me?"

"Please help me..." The emperor's eldest son Charlemagnestein's eyes showed coldness and fanaticism: "Get rid of the current Roman Emperor."

……

"Even if you are an emperor, you can't guarantee that your heir will be a hero."

The Mother of Dragons' laughter in the car was pleasant and sarcastic.

"A mere mortal."

(End of this chapter)