I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 131, Saint Girl and Big Sister

In a cold and damp cave.

Sid held a cocktail in his hand but didn't touch it. From the leader of the cult, Sid learned the process of the incident. Of course, Arnold told him as much as Sid needed to think about the truth.

"Why did your sage save Moltke? I know that the seed of grief is extremely precious even to your cult, right?" Sid thought about the cause and effect, but found that he couldn't find a reasonable reason. Excuse.

This person said that it was because Mao Qi had a good relationship with him that the saint made the move. Is it true?

"The saint must have her reasons for doing this." Arnold said naturally: "All I have to do is to help her finish things, that's all."

Arnold is here to help the saint girl deal with the follow-up.

The saint girl used the seed of grief to revive Moltke and left it alone. As the assistant sent by the pope of worship, Arnold is not the first time to help the saint deal with the remaining problems. As Sid said, the seed of grief is very important. Precious things, the saint girl gave her freedom as she said, but Arnold had to follow up afterwards.

"Normally speaking, the Seed of Grief shouldn't be given so early. Moltke was only a model-level knight at the time. Even if a saint personally performed the knife, the success rate would not exceed 18%. It is very lucky to be able to succeed." Arnold sighed: "But the saint must have her reasons for doing this."

"You did the Raven thing?" Sid already understood.

"I always want to try this Mr. Moltke. If he is not worthy of our seed of sorrow, I will naturally try to reclaim it... So far, the ending seems to be happy. Mr. Moltke has proved that he is worthy A gift from the Holy One." Arnold nodded contentedly, and he seemed relieved: "As expected of a Holy One, every move she makes has her deep meaning, she must be a farsighted person."

"You caused hundreds of deaths for a single test?" Sid squinted his eyes, and he was telling Arnold through his body language that he was displeased.

"This is just an insignificant revenge. The Holy Empire has never stopped the destruction of my worship." Arnold thought it was just a trivial matter, and waved his second left arm: "It's even more ridiculous What's more, most of the "Baixu Cultists" identified by the Holy Empire have nothing to do with my Bixu Cult. They always like to use this method to attack dissidents. Our enmity with the Holy Empire can be traced back to the second and third dynasties , Mr. Sid, I don't suggest you get involved, this is not a wise decision, you have already obtained the core of the vortex beast, and I will not ask you for it."

The enmity between the Holy Empire and the Blessing Sect can be said to have a long history, and according to the elder sister, the Sacred Empire started it first. The Blessing Sect originally had no intention of intervening in the mortal world. The goal of this group of people is simple: as long as you don’t come Stop us from calling and welcoming the end, who cares about you?
It is a pity that this is impossible, and the contradiction between the two parties eventually evolved into the hostile relationship that is still today.

"Actually, from our point of view, mortals are very stupid. They still believe in false gods." Arnold saw that Sid did not move further, so he continued: "If there is no true god, the peak of mortals is only limited to the fifth level. It is because of the true God that mortals can break through their limits, and then there will be the Destiny Rank and the Holy See Supreme!"

Arnold wasn't lying.

According to the ancient records that Sid learned, if there is no virtual world without the help of external forces, the ultimate peak of mortals can only reach the fifth legendary level. , A Piece of History clearly mentions that in the distant ancient sage era, mortals once regarded legend as the pinnacle of mortals.

Until the immortal ancient dragons found a way to enter the "heavenly domain" during the long exploration, the immortal ancient dragons who entered the heavenly domain first walked out of their own way to the holy throne, and the best among them finally became gods.

From this point of view alone, the Dragon God is generous. He is not stingy with this secret, and selflessly shared the method of entering the "Heavenly Domain" with everyone.

However, the dragon god is selfish. Not only did the dragon god lineage refuse to disclose how to become a god, but after the earliest immortal ancient dragon, the original dragon, the immortal dragon god, and the dragon god king Enuma became gods, the later immortal ancient dragon It became more and more difficult to become a god, until Chester, the last dragon god of light, became a god, and there was no record of the Holy Sea Immortal Ancient Dragon becoming a god.

Shaking the lime-colored liquid in the wine glass, Sid smiled and said, "Why, you want to invite me to join your worship?"

"The sage said that you are not suitable to join the Blessing Sect now. I believe she must have her reasons." Arnold said seriously: "But as I said before, we are not necessarily enemies."

"Holy One?" Sid asked, "How did she come, and how did she evaluate me? Can you tell me?"

He was really interested in the origin of this sage of worship.

"For more than 2000 years, we have been conducting an experiment called the Incarnation Project." Arnold had no intention of concealing it. His bulky body was squirming on the ground, and while two of the five hands were pressed on the table, the other three were still debugging. Potion: "We aimed to find a suitable carrier and failed countless times because of this. I'm sorry, but I can't disclose more, but in the end, we ushered in a late victory, and the Holy One came."

Avatar plan?

Sid didn't continue to ask, he knew that with his current strength, the possibility of trying to pry out the news from the mouth of the orthodox leader of the Blessing Church was almost zero.

"Mr. Sid-Aberlon." The chief seat of authority prepared a bottle of azure potion sealed in the ice: "I don't know if I am doing this right, but the saint is implementing the 'Chosen One Plan', There are a total of four 'pseudomen' who have been guided by the Holy One, gearing up to accumulate strength, ready to challenge you, the true chosen one, and they all firmly believe that as long as they kill you, they can become you."

"'Pseudoman'?" Sid lowered his head and thought, and he understood: "Baron Stefan? Clay Himmler?"

"Baron Stefan is the weakest existence among the pseudo-humans, and he is destined to only be a stepping stone for others." Arnold nodded: "Klay Himmler is one of the 'pseudo-humans' chosen by the saints. His The title is 'Puppeteer', besides him, there are three selected dummy, namely 'Assassin', 'Knight' and 'Warlock', they are still far away from you, but they will find you one day."

"Dummy people are not really the chosen ones, just like a bottle of beer is poured into a cask cup of similar capacity, there will always be some foam splashed out, those fake people are the foam splashed out, but even a little bit of foam can benefit them immensely.”

Sid couldn't stop laughing, he clapped his hands: "You still say that worship is not necessarily my enemy?"

"The saint must have her reasons for doing this." Arnold said firmly.

"Hehehe~" Sid was amused, and he applauded Arnold: "The big chess player, the far-sighted person, is there a reason for that saint girl who accidentally stepped on shit on the road? "

"Exactly, because she is a saint." The head of the authority nodded seriously, not caring about the sarcasm in Sid's mouth at all: "A little bit of guidance from her occasionally is better than me spending a few years exploring the virtual world." Space harvests more.”

Sid began to understand the logic of the worship religion.

"It's time for me to leave, Mr. Sid-Bollen." Arnold had already finished handling the potion, and he began to pack his things: "Have a good day."

He took out a broken pirate scimitar: "The saint said, this thing is useful to you, so I will give it to you."

This used to be a legendary treasure, but because of some irresistible force, it was twisted into a ball of broken copper and iron, and the internal structure was completely destroyed, making it worthless.

However, Sid felt familiar. Isn't this pirate scimitar the saber of Angelo Sorensen, the Supreme Mentor of the Holy Empire court?
"I'm not a trash collector..." Sid wanted to refuse at first, but the feeling of the sagging around his waist made the white-haired boy change his mind in an instant!

Nightmare Holy Grail?

"Okay, I accept it." Sid took the damaged scimitar from Arnold's hand: "Go back and tell your saints that the big sister is just left with her. When the time is right, I will pick her up."

"I will."

Arnold left, leaving an empty cave, and the bone-chilling chill poured into Sid's body with the cold wind.

The Holy Grail of Nightmare is being filled at breakneck speed!A pungent sea smell and a strange smell from sharks spread out from the cup. This is the slurry from the Great Venerable Angelo Sorensen of the Destiny Order!

The Holy Grail of Nightmare is collecting Angelo's information through his saber!

"Okay, let me read the story of the Supreme Master of the Holy Empire." Sid picked up the Holy Grail of Sin, frowned at the pungent smell, and pressed the mouth of the cup to his lips.

In his mind, the story of an epic One Piece, the King of Seven Sharks-Ai Zhuo, slowly opened.

……… I am a clean and hygienic dividing line………

The void space, the headquarters of the Blessing Void Sect, above the giant clock tower, the room of the saint.

"Woooooooooo~" The domineering saint girl in front of the crowd is lying on the table in frustration, a pair of delicate legs wrapped in black opaque pantyhose are dangling under the table with small leather shoes hooked, her hair is glowing. The glorious hair was tied into double ponytails and slipped from the shoulders: "Woo! I came first, but why was it taken away by Cecilia! It was me first! I came first!"

"Woo! My lord, you are so partial! Why did you give her that? Obviously I like him so much, love him so much, and obviously Cecilia can't be my opponent." The saint girl was extremely frustrated, her voice of complaint Not only echoed in her room, but her echo could be heard in the entire virtual space.

The entire inner circle of the Baixu Sect was silent, and any of these existences who could dominate the outside world could only hide themselves as much as possible without making a sound.

Since the last time she came back, the saint has a bad temper, and a member of the inner circle was turned into a big frog just because of asking her what happened, and can only survive by eating bugs in this life.

At this time, the only person who dared to disturb the saint girl was "that adult".

"Boom~" The saint's room was suddenly pushed open, and a mature beauty walked in unceremoniously.

"Oh, yes, Rosalia, you always make such a mess of the room!"

Eldest sister, Ilustias, with her hands on her hips, is imposing.

Today she is wearing a white gauze chiffon dress with bowknot and lace suspenders. Two black ponytails hang down to her chest. Her black hair and black pupils are paired with the slightly ruddy lips. Hiding under the ear hair, the long black hair still hangs down to the calves even if it is coiled up a bit. The bauhinia flower headband exudes a warm radiance along with the owner's movements.

The tube top of the long skirt sets off the majesty of the owner, which is very oppressive. The white silk gloves cover part of the arms, the seductive shoulders and the sexy collarbone are exposed, and the two slender fleshy legs are in the skirt. The bottom is concealed, and the semi-transparent skirt makes people can't help but imagine what kind of scenery the inner thighs look like. Looking down along the beautiful legs, the exquisite and small fleshy feet are wrapped in a pair of black high-heeled shoes, and the bows of the high-heeled shoes are tied The strap wrapped around her ankle, and the extremely thin heel was as sharp as a needle, as if it would break at any time.

Covered in white gauze, the ultra-thin silk stockings with silvery skin color and her white skirt stand out against each other, and there is a lace pattern of wings on the side. Following the movements of the big sister, the high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the carpet.

"Rosalia! Did you hear me?" The eldest sister crossed her arms, her body swayed slightly, full of pressure like sea waves: "Don't disturb others like this! Also, can you put yourself clean up your room?"

"Oh! Rusty, do you know who you are talking to?" The saint girl raised her head impatiently. The two girls had almost identical double ponytails. She said impatiently: "I will save your life. It’s not about finding someone to take care of me!”

"You're throwing things around again!" The eldest sister approached slowly. She ignored the saint girl's warning, picked up the scraps of paper on the ground, and said angrily, "Why are you so messy? I want to tell you, Xiao Xi I hate sloppy girls the most!"

"Hey?!" Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, the saint girl jumped up: "What you said is true?"

"Of course it's true!" The eldest sister is very confident. She has only been together for a few days, and she has already grasped what the girl cares about: "I have been with Xiaoxi for a long time. I know what he likes and hates, Luo Shalia, you won't be liked by Xiaoxi like this!"

he likes?Indignantly, the holy girl moved her gaze away thirty centimeters from the radiant and warm pure face of her elder sister.

Damn, why is it so big?So does she, and so does Cecilia!

Does he like big ones?

hateful!The saint girl gestured on her chest with both hands, and her face collapsed.

Lost.

Lost thoroughly!

The saint girl is not afraid of any existence, but facing this Sid's big sister, she seems to be a head shorter (in fact, she is really a head shorter), she is his big sister, the person he trusts the most .

She knew him best.

"So, why do you think Xiaoxi is good?" Ilustias's face was full of confusion, and the elder sister said strangely: "Although Xiaoxi is very cute and sensible, she is good at doing housework. He cooks, he is gentle and good at chatting, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he can tell me stories while giving massages, no one in the world is better than Xiaoxi."

"Tsk, have you fully enjoyed it?" The face of the saint girl has begun to distort, the entire virtual space is shaking, and the people outside are trembling with fear: "You bastard..."

"So, do you want Xiaoxi?" The elder sister proudly put her hands on her hips.

"Hey?! Do you want to give it to me?" Sure enough, the saint girl forgot everything after hearing this sentence.

"What the hell! Xiaoxi belongs to me, so I won't give it to anyone!" The eldest sister snorted.

"Uh..." The saint girl couldn't help but be disappointed.

"However, if you can listen to my arrangement, it's not that I can't reveal Xiaoxi's preferences to you!" The eldest sister said, "First of all, clean up the room yourself, as I said, Xiaoxi hates messy girls!"

"Yes... yes!" The saint girl succumbed, she knew nothing about Sid now.

"Then, have you been wearing this outfit for a long time? I know your clothes won't be dirty, but do you want to know how to wear them so that you can attract Xiaoxi's attention?" A very, very good tailor. If it wasn't for Sid's resistance to death, she would have played dress-up for Sid. This is one of her hobbies.

"Really? Can you really make him like me?" The saint girl's wine-red eyes were full of expectation.

"Of course!" The eldest sister was full of confidence: "If you listen to my arrangements more in the future, I will tell you what Xiaoxi likes, eats, and listens to. I promise to make him treat you differently, Rosalia , you don't want to make the relationship with Xiaoxi stiff, do you?"

"Then... alright." The saint girl gave in again.

A new alliance was formed.

The Holy Empire would probably never have imagined that the internal power structure of Baixujiao, the lifelong enemy of the dynasty, had undergone major changes one after another in just one year.

From this day on, the era of the Big Three of Baixu Sect began.

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