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Viri stared wide-eyed, stunned, and stammered, "You, you are the bishop?"

"Hey, don't I look like it?" said the man.

He twirled his white beard and sighed, "I knew that you young people only recognize appearances, and old bones like us, you definitely won't give a glance."

Willie said numbly: "...No."

"This, let's explore it later, let's deal with the two fighting children first." The old-faced bishop raised the scepter with a smile, and pulled Veribal to his side, "Come, hide behind me. "

Viri's body moved uncontrollably, and he dodged, like a poor chick, being easily carried behind the bishop.

"Hey, there's that little friend." The bishop raised his eyebrows, waved his hands, and said regretfully, "It's a pity, he's already passed away." Abel's face was still rosy, and when he left, he put everything down, smiled relieved and serene.Wei Li's heart aches and pains. Although the time of acquaintance is very short, it is impossible to get along day and night without feelings.

What's more, Abel has an inexplicable temperament.

After spending several days with Abel, Willy still doesn't know anything about Abel.He didn't know about Abel's life, nor did he know what was going on in his mind.Abel's past seems clear and clear, but it is actually shrouded in a layer of fog.

Randall's memory will only provide a few key nodes, and will not unfold everything in front of his eyes one by one.Viri had also paid close attention, but in the end, he could only learn that Abel had an astonishing and enviable talent in spiritual magic.

Randall must be very important to him.

Otherwise, he would not give up his life for the illusory future.Even if he never saw this future clearly, it even only existed in Randall's mouth.

"Don't be in a daze, take care of yourself." The bishop said dissatisfied.

He raised the scepter and tapped Viri on the head, "Also take care of this kid, don't be affected by the aftermath of divine power."

Viri was lightly tapped on the head, which didn't hurt, but it brought him back to his senses immediately.

"Bishop," he hesitated, "you—"

"I'll talk about it later," the bishop interrupted him. "Didn't you see how those two people fought outside?"

It was clearly a night full of stars, but at this moment it was as bright as day.

A dazzling solar disk rose to the sky, and Viri stayed in the temple, feeling the hot temperature from the solar disk.His pupils dilated suddenly, and memories from 30 years ago came to mind again.

"Veri!" The young Ignace rushed towards him, and slammed him into the flower field, "Close your eyes!"

Among the flying petals, Viri closed his eyes subconsciously.Immediately afterwards, a heat wave roared across the whole world.Viri couldn't see anything, he could only feel Ignace's warm breath in his ear.

Forbidden curse, sun god.

boom--

There was an earth-shattering loud noise in his ears, and Viri closed his eyes tightly, but he could still feel the light falling on his eyelids.It was so white that if he hadn't closed his eyes, the light might have blinded his eyes mercilessly.

"Veri!" Ignas' voice sounded again in his ear, the voice was mature, completely different from the childish one in memory.In the next second, Viri felt that he was hugged by someone, and he was only wrapped in the familiar and unfamiliar body temperature.

Those glaring white lights were once again isolated and artificially isolated.

With trembling hands, Viri put his arms around Ignas's broad back: "Ignas, Ignas..." He repeated the name of his sweetheart over and over again, lest this was a dream he had made up from his memory.

"I'm here." Ignace whispered, "Don't worry, I won't disappear this time."

The loud noise went away from them, and the noisy holy city returned to silence.

Ignas let go of his hand, stood up, and looked at the bishop standing aside.Ignas rarely showed embarrassment, which made him childish, like a child meeting an elder.

"Father," Ignace said, "I, I miss you."

The bishop is about the same size as Ignas, but due to his old age, his height has shrunk and he is slightly shorter than Ignas.He stretched out his hand and touched Ignas' head with difficulty.

"Hey, have you grown so big?" The bishop wondered, "You've grown too fast."

Ignas couldn't laugh or cry: "Father, it has been 300 years since you died."

The bishop was surprised: "It has been so long? I thought it was decades at most."

His gaze shifted to Viri who was beside Ignas, and he looked at Vili's face, which was handsome, gentle, and obviously tired.Therefore, the bishop said with great interest: "Then he is the next master you choose?"

"It's a lover." Ignace corrected.

The bishop suddenly realized: "So it is."

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and Willy was a little dazed. The chat between Ignas and the bishop was relaxed and comfortable, and the sense of crisis that had been stared at by the god of death before was swept away.He looked at the white-haired and bearded bishop in a daze, confused.

The bishop noticed Willy's gaze and asked with a smile, "Little friend, why do you look at me like that?"

Willie replied subconsciously: "Your appearance..."

At this moment, a strong wind hit their ears, and the scepter spun around in the bishop's hand, turning around to block it.Immediately, the light was shining brightly, and a water mirror suddenly appeared behind them, covering the sky, and the stars fell into the mirror.A layer of cold sweat broke out on Willy's back, he raised his head suddenly, and vaguely saw the gorgeous robe of the Pope.

The surrounding trees and the remaining pillars of the temple collapsed at this moment, causing dust to fly.

The water mirror shattered into thousands of pieces, and the pieces turned into meteors, flying in all directions.

Ignas raised his hand to protect Viri, blocking all the sharp airflow brought by the collision of divine power.

The collapsed temple was silent again, and a needle could be heard

Viri pulled down Ignas's cloak, slowly raised his eyes, and a white and slender hand appeared in the drifting smoke.

The illusion space where the temple is located has been torn apart artificially.

The bishop stood in front of the two of them with a gloomy expression.

The cracks in the space are getting bigger and bigger, and the smoke and dust around the temple are drawn in. Originally, the night sky seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, making it hard to see clearly.As the cracks grow larger, the night sky becomes clear, and the stars and the moon can be seen clearly.

The crescent moon hangs in the sky, glowing a little red, which makes people feel ominous.

The Pope, together with Hong Yue, walked into their sight through the crack.

After a hundred years, the once intimate twins finally face each other.

Ignas tensed all his muscles, staring closely at the approaching Pope, ready to attack at any time.

The pope, however, did not come too close to them. He went up the steps and stood by the remains of the temple columns, gazing deeply into the bishop's face.

The bishop didn't speak, and looked back in silence.

Ignas still didn't relax, he protected Viri and didn't let him go forward.Viri didn't dare to show his atmosphere, the relaxed atmosphere was gone, and it was so depressing that it made people's heart palpitate.

After a long silence, the pope said: "Brother, why is your face getting so old?"

"No matter who it is, it will be old." The bishop said calmly, "You have to accept this, even Asgard back then will usher in the twilight, let alone me."

"How could it be?" The Pope took a step forward, his cheeks flushed with emotion, "You lied to me! You can't grow old."

"When did I lie to you? I chose to grow old, and I chose to go to the Nibelungen."

"You lied to me," the pope repeated stubbornly, "you lied to me..."

"Yuli!" The bishop suddenly shouted in a deep voice, interrupting the pope's chatter.

The Pope's voice stopped abruptly, and the color of the red moon behind him became darker, as if it could bleed.He looked at the bishop, with emotions in his eyes, longing, resentment,

Seeing the Pope's face so close made Willy's head spin.After all, Ignas inherited the bishop's appearance and name, so he was naturally exactly the same as the Pope's.Getting used to seeing Ignas, suddenly seeing the Pope again would give him a sense of dislocation.

He couldn't help rubbing his eyes to wake himself up from the illusion.

Ignas frowned, watched his every move worriedly, then leaned into his ear and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Willie shook his head, "Nothing."

Nothing really.No matter how the appearance is the same, the skins contain different souls.Not to mention the difference in hair color and eye color, even the bishop and the pope had completely different demeanors and behaviors when they were teenagers.

Viri watched the scene of their confrontation, and suddenly remembered what he had seen in the past.The moonlight is divided by the ruins, one of them is bright and the other is dark.This pair of twins with the same appearance are now separated by yin and yang, one still maintains a young appearance, but the other has the appearance of an octogenarian.

They parted ways a long time ago.

"The memory in Asgard, you let me read it on purpose, just to make me suspect that there is your soul in that human body, so that I don't dare to act rashly and save his life." The Pope gritted his teeth. Let you resurrect, but you lied to me like this."

The bishop looked at him and said flatly, "Yuli, do you want me to be resurrected, or do I want to be resurrected myself?"

The Pope fell silent suddenly.

"Yuli, I told you a long time ago that no one can be resurrected from the dead, not even God." The bishop stared into his eyes, "It is your obsession to resurrect me. You have always been like this, making decisions on my behalf , thinking that what you think is what I think."

The pope was speechless, he justified: "Brother, that's not the case."

"After so many years of separation, you still haven't changed at all." The bishop sighed, "I don't know whether to be sad or happy."

Viri and Ignas have become transparent people in the true sense at this moment.

Willie stared straight at the Pope for a long time, but he didn't notice anything.Without thinking about it, he knew that the bishop must have built another small space to hide the two of them inside.

There were faint singing voices in the temple, from left to right, the voice was so small that it was almost impossible to catch.Concentrated, Viri caught the chanting that lingered all around her.

"Is the bishop delaying time?" Willie asked softly after observing carefully for a moment, "I seem to hear someone chanting a spell." He had heard this long and majestic spell from Randall before, and he also said it himself Passed, performed.

Ignace didn't answer.

Willie was taken aback, and then looked back.The scepter in the bishop's hand was entwined with lightning, and the cluster of violet waves at the top of the scepter flowed, while Ignas beside him had a blank expression and no expression.

That red moon...

Viri suddenly realized that it was not a moon at all.

That is the gate to the Nibelungen!

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