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"A dead soul with only ashes left, they actually tried to resurrect him? It really is a group of unreasonable lunatics! What are they going to do? Summon Ansair's soul back from hell, and then find a suitable body Put it in? Even if it is resurrected, so what? Ansair can turn the world into hell again, do those stupid people in Vanjo think they can survive?" Diris sneered.

"Of course it's not that simple to bring back His Majesty the Demon King, otherwise Vanjo would have succeeded long ago, and you made a mistake in one sentence," Adolf said.

Diris looked at him.

"Your Majesty, he was pierced through the heart with a holy weapon by the angel. For the blood race, the heart means life, and the blood race who was pierced through the heart can only die, let alone being pierced by the holy weapon of the light world. Piercing the heart, but His Majesty, he... seems to be dead, but he doesn't seem to be." Adolf said.

"What do you mean?" Diris shot at Adolf with sharp eyes.

"I don't know! I'm not the elders of the Vatican family, so I'm not qualified to know such details." Adolf spread his hands and said.

"You don't know? Is this what you call sincerity?" Diris sneered.

"No matter how complicated and tortuous the inside story is, one thing is certain, that is, Van Zhuo is bound to awaken His Majesty to resurrection, and this crucial medium is Sixuan!" Adolf said with certainty.

"Sixuan is in the Fanzhuo family. Why haven't they made a move? What are they waiting for?" Diris' words punctured the most critical and most troublesome question.

"They are waiting for Sixuan to really wake up!"

In the underground palace of the old castle of the Vatican family, the heavy stone gate cuts off everything inside the gate. Outside the quiet gate, there are only fire and dozens of people in black robes who look like wax figures.

It was silent outside the door, but inside the door was a scene like the end of the world. Darkness and light kept churning in the dome, lightning and strong wind stirred the entire space together, and the deafening thunder was faintly mixed with roars of anger and unwillingness. Screaming, even in the Abyss Hell, it is the appearance that makes people feel endless fear.

In the center of the storm, the holy pool that was supposed to be flowing with the golden holy spring was now overflowing with blue and clear water like the sky and the sea. The water overflowed from the middle bit by bit, slowly occupying the Filled the entire holy pool.

In this already furious space, the pool of ice blue is like a pure and peaceful pure land. The storm and thunder did not affect it in the slightest. It sticks to that tranquility and cleanliness and is incompatible with the surrounding space.

The calm water surface is like an ice-blue water mirror. Suddenly, a string of tiny air bubbles float up from the bottom of the water and break the calm of the water surface. The storm and thunder outside seemed to be affected by the ripples, and it calmed down a little, and the darkness and light surging on the dome also slowed down at this moment.

Under the pool water emitting a faint blue light, a figure is looming.

The high priest of the ancient Jialan country, Wu Sixuan, is sleeping in this blue and pure pool at this moment. He is no longer the child he saw when the coffin was opened.

Ruyu's eyelashes covered his eyes, but at this moment, he felt as if he was about to wake up, that suffocatingly beautiful face glowed with a faint white light like a bright pearl.

The storm subsided slowly, and the light on the dome finally defeated the darkness. The holy light illuminated the entire palace, and the flowers and green branches and leaves were covered with crystal dewdrops.

Compared with the peace and quiet inside the underground palace, there was a lot of noise outside the underground palace. The elder of the Fanzhuo family was not only in a gloomy and irritable mood at this time, or it would be more appropriate to describe it as anger.

"That damned woman! Damn it!" Delong hammered on the stone pillar with one hand, and the stone pillar trembled violently. The spider-like cracks and debris were enough to express his anger clearly.

There was also a mocking sneer on Freya's graceful face: "Where does she think she can escape to?! Anyone who opposes us will have a good end."

Bo Saixi fiddled with the bangs on his forehead to reveal his handsome young face, with a wicked smile on his lips, he said, "Xinyao has let me down so much, I've warned her not to play tricks, I didn't expect She's still so stupid."

William's blue eyes swept over Bo Saixi coldly, "It's too late to say this now, think about how to find her and get the witch clan artifact in her hand."

"This woman can't do anything else, but she's good at hiding her whereabouts!" said the middle-aged uncle Barton with a somewhat wretched stubble face.

Great Elder Delong swept across the crowd coldly and said bitterly: "Don't waste any more time, you all look for me this time, and you must bring back that witch weapon. As for Xinyao...... "The Great Elder snorted coldly: "Vanzhuo did not betray the word, and she will be judged on the spot if she is caught!"

Freya frowned and said, "Rimer should have already noticed that they will definitely try to interfere with us. Xinyao knows about the relationship between our Fanzhuo and Ruimer. If she and Ruimer... .”

"She killed Raymond with that witch weapon. Do you think Diris Raimer will let her go? It's strange to say that we, the little traitor who ran away from home, became Diris Reimer in the blink of an eye. Merle's confidant, William, this is your negligence!" Bo Saixi looked at William with a wicked smile.

William's blue eyes glanced at Bo Saixi indifferently and did not answer.

In the corner, the petite Ruolana held the crystal ball in her arms and closed her eyes without saying a word. Aqier stood beside her and guarded her like a guardian knight.

"Rimer... That old guy Glover is also a cunning thing. The latest generation of the heirs of the Rimmer family has the same name as their ancestor Diris Enoch Rimmer! And this Diris' bloodline... Why do I feel a little strange, and I have a bad feeling." Freya was still a little worried.

"It's just infinitely close to the third generation of ancients. In the final analysis, it's still a little bit worse. There is an old saying in the Eastern world, which is: Are you afraid that he will fail?" The enchanting beautiful woman Evelyn mocked. He glanced at Freya.

"Huh..." Freya also met Evelyn's eyes, she didn't refute, but let out a cold snort.

"Find this damned woman Chunyu Xinyao as soon as possible to get the witch weapon. If the Ruimer family refuses to be silent, then we will act first. We must not let anyone disturb our plan. The greatest of our Fanzhuo is also darkness. The most honorable emperor in the world is about to return to this world, and all obstacles will be swept away!" Great Elder Delong's voice became more and more excited.

"We will clear away all obstacles and welcome His Majesty's return!" Everyone lowered their heads slightly and stretched out their right hands to draw an inverted cross on their chests with pious expressions.

Messiah Ansel Vatican and Diris Enoch Rimmer, two names dating back to the distant times, have sunk in the long river of time for too long. Forget it, but even back then, no one dared to call these two people by their names. The glory of that era has been replaced by its bloody riots, and no one dares to mention it so far.

But now, the names of these two people resurfaced at the same time, and the stopped gears of fate started to rotate again.

Is the coming future fortunate or unfortunate?