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Chapter 475 Conspiracy, Eternal Fire

Zi Ritian was so sloppy, he led the way unsteadily, passing through the streets and alleys.Although there is a bustling and bustling scene all around, people's faces are also filled with laughter, but the smiles are so unnatural, carefully observing, it is so cold that it makes people feel cold.

All Yiman's attention was on the prince of the Purple Sun Clan.Such a proud son of heaven, born in the royal family, with a prominent background, lost in such a dark city because of his obsession with a brothel girl, if he is not an infatuated prodigal son, he is a fool.

Whether it is a prodigal son or a fool, neither will be selected as the heir to the throne.Emperor Ziri Yiman is definitely not that kind of stupid person. How can a person who can sit on the throne have simple scheming?He can't be wrong about people.Then there is only one possibility, Ziri Tianyi's actions are purposeful.

Regardless of the image, paying so much, the terrorist plot is not small.

What is this purpose?Yiman has no way of guessing yet, so he can only take one step at a time.

Zi Ritian suddenly turned around and asked in a low voice. "This devilish appearance of yours is the technique of Saint Helia, right?"

Yiman's expression remained unchanged, he raised his head and said, "Human, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't worry, my faith has never changed." Zi Ritian said with a pious tone: "You also know that my father sent me to the temple to receive the most perfect theological education since I was a child. I have no respect for God. Faith, faithfulness, even in such an environment, the daily Mass has never been missed."

Yiman took a breath and said, "Human, what do you think I am?"

Zi Ritian looked around and no one was paying attention, and whispered: "You are a fanatic in the temple, and I feel the same breath as me when I am on you."

"As far as I know, the most loyal fanatics in the Human Temple will not be seduced by women." Yiman's tone was very casual, as if he was talking about an unrelated matter.

"Actually, I have a secret mission." Zi Ritian said mysteriously, "I'm responsible for monitoring this city."

The situation was wrong, he was wooing me, Yiman's thoughts changed quickly, and he figured it out soon.In this lost space, there must be many gaps connecting the outside world.Yiman just came down from the crack of the saint's "haunted house", and maybe he has been targeted by someone with a heart.

Yiman said in a displeased tone, "You shouldn't have told me this."

Zi Ri Tianyi's gaze was filled with incomparable dignity: "The incident happened suddenly, otherwise I wouldn't be so abrupt. I discovered a big secret, which is related to the life and death of the temple, and must be sent to the temple. It's a pity that I myself have been closely watched. I pretended to be an infatuated vagabond in the Red Card Floating Fragrance Academy, just to find a chance. You follow me to the Dark Temple to obtain evidence, and return to the ground as soon as possible, and leave me alone."

"But what do you do?" Iman's tone was urgent, with a look of concern, he had already entered the role of a fanatic.

"It's okay, because of my identity, they still dare not touch me." Zi Ritian said with an attitude of death, "The safety of the temple is the most important thing, even if I am smashed to pieces, I will not hesitate."

As expected of being born in the royal family, he was born to be an actor. If Yiman is really the guardian coin of the saint, a pedantic fanatic, he must be fooled.

"Don't worry, with me here, I will definitely not abandon my companion." Yiman swore a lie against his will: "Wait a minute, I'll make arrangements and I'll be right back."

Yiman hurried into a small shop, walked out after a while, patted Ziri Tianyi on the shoulder and said: "You must remember this small shop, it is one of the contact points of the temple, once you meet If you are in danger, you will find a way to run to this store. They will definitely use their lives to protect your safety and cover your retreat."

If you lie to me, I will lie to you. Iman doesn't know any contact point.

A look of ecstasy flashed across Zi Ritian's face, but he immediately said devoutly: "The interests of the temple are more important than anything else, even if we die, we will not hesitate."

"Then, let's hurry to the Dark Temple." Iman urged.

Zi Ritian looked very serious, turned around to lead the way, but there was a little devil grinning in his heart.

In the center of the lost city stands a dark temple, which is the famous Dark Temple.The eternal flame that will never go out has witnessed the glory and vicissitudes of this city.

Around the temple, there are many dry bodies kneeling. Legend has it that if you die in the dark temple, your soul can be redeemed.Some priests wrapped in black robes collected these dead bones and sent them to the temple.

Zi Ritian lowered his voice, and said to Yiman: "The Dark Temple is carrying out a conspiracy. They want to revive the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor who caused disasters in ancient times, and then destroy the temple. It is said that this city was controlled by the Thousand-handed Demon Emperor. The demon's body was held up, so it didn't sink into the ground. The evidence is on the third floor, it's a hand bone of the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor. I'll make trouble on purpose for a while, so you take the opportunity to go up to the third floor to find the evidence."

The Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor is said to be the original owner of this land, a super terrifying Demon Emperor.The demon body stretched for hundreds of miles, and was buried in the ground after the fall, and it would not rot for thousands of years.

Yiman nodded solemnly, and strode into the dark temple. Zi Ritian, who was proud of himself in secret, didn't notice the "wild believer" in front of him.There is a slight difference from before.

Inside the dark temple, the 30-meter-high dome is in a spiral shape, and a three-legged bronze tripod stands on the ground.Among them, a ten-meter-high black flame was burning vigorously.The priests threw dry bones into it, keeping the flames high.

"Are you the eternal flame? I heard that you know everything." Yiman looked up at the black flame, and saw countless hideous faces in it.

In the black flames, an old face appeared, seeming to be enduring severe pain: "Hello, outsider, all I know is limited to this city."

"That's good." Yiman asked in a cold voice, "I want to know if there are any believers in the God of Miracles in this lost city."

At the same time, in the "Haunted House" of the Virgin Helia, it is a warm scene.A pot of thick fragrant tea, several plates of delicate snacks.The unicorn silver coin fell asleep, and the holy and gentle saint Helia and that peerless beauty, the fallen angel, talked side by side.

"Why didn't you tell me?" On the fallen angel's delicate face, brows frown together.

"The less you know about the future, the better." Saint Helia sipped her tea, "I have seen your fate clearly. After 300 years, there will be a catastrophe, although it will not damage the original source." , but the battle body is completely destroyed, which greatly reduces your strength. Of course, the world inside the mirror is still under your control."

"In other words, I have to stay alone in the mirror for 700 years, waiting for him to save me." The fallen angel pouted her cute little mouth: "Helia, can't you make me live more comfortably? "

The saint Helia pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "I'll teach you an idea. In the future, this continent will be in a state of peace. You will not be in danger, and you can continue your bad taste."

"I knew you were the best." The fallen angel kissed the saint on the cheek like a superficial touch, which is a common ambiguous gesture among women.

"It's a pity that I have lost my battle body." The fallen angel stretched the wings on his back, rolled his eyes and said, "Helia, why don't you help me preserve this battle body. I'll wait for my battle body in 1000 years. After the catastrophe is over, give it back to me, anyway, I have more than one body to fight with."

The saint Helia laughed a little and said: "The fallen angel's battle body? How do you think I can save it for you? Put it in the ark of the covenant? I guarantee that after 1000 years, the fallen angel's battle body will become a holy shining angel."

"Then I don't want it anymore." The fallen angel said angrily: "It's a pity that I have a perfect body, but I spent a lot of effort to condense it."

The saint Helia blinked her eyes and said with a soft smile: "Why don't you let him take it back for you, 1000 years later, what do you think?"

"You are so smart." The fallen angel was overjoyed, and gently hugged the saint's neck: "After a thousand years, I can regain my strength."

"Without the battle body of a fallen angel, can you still call yourself a witch?" Saint Helia teased.

"Of course, the fallen angel is not my only demon body." The body of the fallen angel turned into a black feather and was handed over to the saint Helia: "No matter what name I change, the two thousand-faced Words don't change."

The saint Helia put away the black feathers, and said mischievously: "I will secretly put this battle body into his storage space, and after 1000 years, you will also secretly take it away, don't let him know .”

"What shall we do next?" The fallen angel asked in the form of a human woman.

"In this world, creating a god is a very fun thing." Saint Helia showed a little girl's mischievous smile: "Of course, I need your help."

"Gods don't exist in the first place, but if there are more believers, they will exist." The fallen angel said meaningfully: "Helia, are you going to tell a big lie? Interesting."

"Actually, the biggest lie is the truth." In a trance, the saint Helia seemed to see some truth about the future.

(End of this chapter)