I, Lord of the End

2022-04-22

Chapter 114, The Biggest Winner

Void Realm Space, Dream Realm, Phantom Cult Headquarters, Inside the Obsidian Chamber of Secrets.

This is a middle-aged man with a black scarf on his head and white skin and dark eyes. He looks about fifty-sixty years old. He is wearing three layers of thick clothes. robe and a plaid scarf draped over his shoulders.

The middle-aged man’s hair and beard are all white, but he doesn’t look particularly old, his eyes are full of wisdom and vitality, he sits relaxed and freehand, and his hands are interlocked. In front of him, sitting in the rocking chair by the fireplace, listening to the reports of the subordinates.

Arnold Barrigan, the head of the orthodoxy of the Worship, stood about four meters away from the middle-aged man, and reported to him what he had experienced during this period of time as a follower of the saint. ,nothing left.

The middle-aged man remained seated and listened quietly throughout, his wise eyes continuously turning and thinking with Arnold’s report.

He is the legendary old pope of the cult, and he led the cult from being shouted and beaten by everyone in the Holy Empire to become the existence of the Holy Empire scourge. Now, there are already hundreds of elite members in the inner ring of Xu Xuejiao, and their number even exceeds the sum of all the Legendary powerhouses that Holy Empire can mobilize in a short period of time.

Syed-Nicholas-Brispier-Adrian, his name.

“Really? Has the saint locked his target?” After the old Pope listened to Arnold’s report in front of the fire, he paused for several minutes before slowly saying: “Okay. , very good, Arnold, in the future, you should follow the saint seriously.”

“Yes… but your majesty, the saint’s temper is elusive, sometimes happy and sometimes angry, and he does nothing in his actions. The rules can be said, it’s all based on her own preferences. I still can’t figure out what she wants to do. She attaches great importance to Chosen One, to a morbid level, and wants to kill anyone who is detrimental to Chosen One. And continue to encourage some fake people to attack Chosen One.” The head of Zhengquan couldn’t help but raise the doubts in his heart: “Will this affect our plan…”

“Plan? What plan do we have? The old Pope shook his head nonchalantly: “Let her do it, Arnold, don’t underestimate the wisdom of the saints, you have to understand one thing, those of us, in terms of experience and understanding of Void Realm and Chosen One, are more The saint is so bad that he doesn’t know where to go.”

“Yes.” Arnold bowed his head and said nothing.

“You are still confused.” The old Pope looked at the fire with a calm expression.

“Your Majesty, please guide.”

“We are friends and not enemies with the Holy One, and although our goals may differ, our ultimate expectations are the same.” The old Pope Syed leaned against the pillow behind him, and he said easily: “Otherwise I would not have done it.”

Arnold’s eyes were full of adoration for the old Pope.

Yes, Syed is nearly a thousand years old this year, and his lifespan is in his old age in Holy Throne Supreme, but what is completely different from what the outside world knows is that although Syed is getting more and more Old, but there is still a lot of time before entering the dying!

The information known to the outside world was deliberately released by the old Pope.

It was precisely because he expected that the saint was destined to act in a high-profile manner and could not be kept secret, the old Pope immediately sent people a walk after the successful summary of the saint, saying that he was dying, so as to hide his edge, otherwise I don’t know how many forces in the whole world can’t sleep, they will definitely take action.

And the old Pope’s strategy of “addition and subtraction” not only made all the forces in the continent feel the prestige of the cult, but also prevented them from uniting.

“The future of Voidism belongs to you and the saint after all, Arnold.” The Pope turned his head, with vortex in his eyes: “I always think, if our inner circle It would be nice if the elites were good and reliable people like you.”

“Unfortunately, most of them are lunatics, mental disorders, loners, naïves, and most of them crazy people.” Pope He shook his head again and again: “They are like sheep and need someone to lead them. I did it in the past, and in the future, you and the saints will definitely be able to do it.”

Arnold was silent.

“What did the saint do?” The old Pope didn’t say any more, and his attention had shifted to other things.

“She said she was going to Rizlan to resolve a threat.” Arnold said, “A threat that might affect Chosen One, Tiger Brad went with her.”

“Got it.”

As Arnold said, Clam Street, Helvetia, the capital of Rizlan.

The beautiful young girl stood in the middle of No. 11 to No. 13 Cram Street, her scarlet eyes covered under black bangs stared at the gap between the two walls, revealing a terrifying and hideous smile.

…………I am the dividing line of grinning…………

“Good afternoon, Sid.”

A soft and soft voice came from the bedside Come on, Sid pretended to have just woken up: “Good afternoon.”

The noble and glamorous Imperial Princess Celeste is still the most classic Black Eagle Imperial Princess uniform + deep red pantyhose dress, just put the field The short boots she used were replaced with black pointed high-heeled shoes. When Sid woke up, she pressed her knees on the bed and wrapped her arms around Sid’s neck, her bright jade-like forehead pressed against Sid’s face: ” Feeling better?”

“My head still hurts, everything else is much better.” Sid lightly nodded.

He was in a mixed mood, he knew Celeste cared about him.

“…after all, you have looked directly at the King of Pain, Sid, you are really amazing.” Celeste’s water-like eyes swept across Sid’s face, she stroked Sid’s face, said with a slight smile: “You succeeded, congratulations.”

“You succeeded, I want to congratulate you.” Sid said calmly.

“Take a good rest, I’ll take care of the rest.” Celeste ignored the great priest Cecilia behind her, and she held Sid’s face in her hands and gave a warm kiss.

She even stuck her tongue in, thought Sid in the process.

“In my room, you are not allowed to sleep with other women.” After leaving a faint warning in Sid’s ear, Celeste, who was busy with business, faced the attendant who had urged the door for the second time. The Imperial Princess got up and left unwillingly.

She still compromised, she couldn’t live without Cecilia’s support.

Only Sid and the Grand Priest were left in the room.

“What a stubborn little girl.” Cecilia sat on the head of the bed, the high priest stared at the closed door of the room, and said rather playfully, “Do you want me to tell you what she thinks What are you thinking?”

“This is not necessary.” Sid said softly with a headache: “She is the biggest winner in this event.”

Cecilia Nod to agree.

Remember Sid’s previous match in the Palace with the Imperial Princess on the sofa?

Sid once said that who the murderer is may be very important to Sid, but it is not particularly important to the Holy Empire, and even the more than 10,000 soldiers lost by the vanguard are paid for by hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Not an unacceptable loss for Holy Empire.

The most important thing is how to restore the prestige that the Holy Empire lost in this war, and how to restore the influence of the Holy Empire.

Is there anything more capable of reviving the prestige of the Holy Empire than the Holy Throne Supreme’s high priest personally shot and killed the seven incarnations of hell, and the 8,000-meter light blade pierced the sky and shook the world?

The whole world probably felt that last night, right?

And the opponent is hell, it is impossible for foreign forces to interfere, and Holy Throne can’t do anything other than shout.

Who can get the most credit for being able to hire a great priest, to solve the threat of the devil, and to find out the truth about the defeat in the Battle of Friedland?

Celeste, without a doubt, was the imperial envoy.

It doesn’t matter to Sid about this. His purpose is revenge. He can use Celeste’s power to complete revenge. He has already achieved his purpose. He can do without the balance of ecubit, because he has already gained too much from this journey.

“You seem to be in a good mood? The big hero of the wolf?” Cecilia’s soft and soft voice came from the bedside.

Sid turned his gaze to the edge of the bed.

The headache he had been troubled by was greatly relieved.

Cecilia sat on the edge of the bed tilted her head and looked at her dumbfounded self with a smile. The waterfall-like shiny golden hair was neatly combed behind her, and the texture was not inferior to the best. The high-grade silk fabrics and white plush shawls hanging on the shoulders and arms can feel comfortable and warm just by looking at them, exuding the incomparably holy temperament of an elegant lady.

If you look closely, you will find that Cecilia is not wearing the old priest’s crown dress, but chooses a pure white sweet fairy tale romantic chiffon dress, sleeveless. The velvet fabric looks smooth but unexpectedly transparent. The ultra-low tube top can’t hide the greatness of the great priest, leaving only two thin layers of fabric hanging on top of her plumpness, but it happens to cover her vitals.

The skin under the waist opening exudes pure and flawless rays of light, the fine jade-like skin of suet shakes Sid’s eyes, and several thin lines bound the diamond-shaped opening are slightly embedded in the skin of the side waist. In the middle, a few traces were drawn.

What Sid couldn’t resist was her long legs in seamless, translucent white velvet stockings.

The great priest’s plump and plump thighs, elegant lace patterns, just the right amount of meatiness, elegant calf arcs, fine folds of stockings at the bend of the knees and ankles, white silk jade bound by a wide ribbon foot…everything is so perfect.

The white silk ice cream is very in line with Cecilia’s Sub Saint’s flawless temperament. The toes under the slightly fleshy velvet white silk stockings are not painted with any nail polish, and they flicker with Cecilia’s movements. Alas, Sid lost his concentration.

“Oh? Why don’t you talk?” Cecilia saw Sid’s expression was a little dull, and smiled slyly, she gently reached out and untied the ribbon of her white sandals, and took off the open-toed sandals to reveal the two. With only white silk feet, she immediately turned over to the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, pulled the quilt over, and whispered in Sid’s ear, “Does this make you feel better?”

The fragrance of ylang-ylang covers all of Sid’s senses , he said helplessly: “Stop teasing me, Your Majesty.”

“Call me mentor.”

“Okay, stop teasing me, mentor.” Sid added Dao, he said to Cecilia, who had a moving smile on his face: “Teacher, if I guessed correctly, you are injured, right?”

The funny smile disappeared with Sid’s words, but in just a few seconds, she showed a brighter, more holy, and more natural smile: “Aiya, I can’t hide anything from you, Sid.”

The expression on the face under the black gauze blindfold was a little scared: “I’m still a little reckless.”

“Reckless?” Sid asked inexplicably.

The high priest arched his body over, Sid was forced to give up half of the pillow bed, and Cecilia saw that there were no outsiders, so she said cautiously: “A-Heima’s strength recovers quickly. Far beyond my imagination, Sid, do you know that after the death of the last Pain Lord Ah-Hema, the newest Lord Ah-Heima initially only had the edge of Holy Throne, any Holy Throne Supreme at that time It can be easily defeated, except for the semi-holy of Seven Shields.”

“But it has only been twenty years, and the strength of the Pain Lord Ah-Heima has recovered to the powerhouse of Holy Throne’s middle-level powerhouse. At this point, I thought it wouldn’t be a problem for my strength to defeat it, but I didn’t expect it would be so hard to kill an avatar.” Cecilia showed a tired expression in front of Sid, she rubbed her eyebrows lightly: “If it is a complete body, I am also impossible to be its opponent. This recovery speed is unreasonable, but this is the law of hell.”

“Holy Throne Supreme can’t compete with the Lord of Hell?” Sid said in surprise.

“Otherwise? Otherwise, why does hell always exist?” Cecilia was still a little scared: “Although I did allocate a part of my strength to protect Wolf Castle and the surrounding area from being affected by the battle, I am still a little bit scared. What I’m saying is that losing an incarnation with a broken hand is nothing to the Lord of Pain.”

“But…if you can’t…” Sid face sank like water.

Is this the blood moon rise?

No wonder three of the six Holy Empire dynasties were destroyed by the Blood Moon!

“Don’t worry, the seal of the Dragon God is still there, and the incarnation of the Maharaja is impossible to enter the mortal world at will.” Cecilia was more optimistic: “Unless the blood moon rises, so, Sid, you Now you know I’m not omnipotent, right?”

“You’re strong enough.” Sid said admiringly.

“We don’t need to say these polite words between us.” Cecilia said indifferently: “I used my strength too much, lie down with me for a while, Sid.”

“Uh… yes.” Sid had to lie down according to the will of the high priest, and Cecilia didn’t change her clothes, so she lay side by side with Sid.

Sid still feels nodded pain, but he is not sleepy.

A few minutes passed before Cecilia’s voice came from Sid’s ear.

“Be mentally prepared, Sid, for this matter, the wolf is still arguing, even if it has been hammered, even if you have seen the demonization of the Mecklun count with your own eyes, even if the Lord of Hell shows up. Now, the wolf is still arguing that this matter should be characterized in this way.” Cecilia said softly: “It’s hard to say what will happen in the future.”

“The Meckron count was handed by me. What about his family?” Sid didn’t seem surprised.

“According to what you think, all the family members in Meckron count are suspected of having the devil bloodline, and now they are all locked up in the dungeon to be investigated. The Inquisition has taken over the matter. Teng’s understanding, he will not let go.” Cecilia gave her own speculation: “As for your reward…”

At the same time, Wolfsburg, Wolfs The palace, the temporary residence and office of Galhardt, the Great Duke of the Wolf.

A debate is breaking out here.

“Stop, stop, my lord, now that the matter is over, why are you still entangled in some small details here? Can’t we just sit down and take a good, serious What about ending this, and must let it come out, and make our Holy Empire’s image suffer?”

Gail Hart, the Great Wolf, sat behind his desk, his face was red, and he moved towards the opposite side. roared the Imperial Princess.

“Do you know our evil wolves? You don’t know our evil wolves. Why do you make such a judgment? The Meckron incident is a tragedy, and no one wants it. We obviously have a better way. To solve this problem, you did not focus on the overall situation.”

“Who asked you to invite the Grand Priest Cecilia to be crowned to solve the problem? Have you been reviewed by our Wolf Court? ?”

“I don’t need to be reviewed by anyone, Your Highness Gerhardt.” Celeste said coldly: “I’m the Holy Empire envoy, and I’m here on behalf of the Black Eagle Emperor.”

“Fine, fine, you Black Eagle Imperial Family simply don’t respect our tradition of self-government, you only know how to make things worse, get everyone down, and that pretty boy.” Gerhardt pointed angrily at the floor in front of Celeste: “Do you know that many of us think that the appearance of the Lord of Hell is not because of Meckron, but because of Cecilia’s crown Come on, she is a mortal enemy with the Lord of Hell, because she appeared as the Lord of Hell!”

“It didn’t have to be this way, you screwed everything up, do you understand?”

“You’re the one who screwed it up, Gerhardt, Don’t you have a little bit of shame that devil believers are infiltrated in your duchy?” The Imperial Princess put her hands on the desk, popped her body forward, and faced each other: “You are the lord of the duchy, and you have autonomy. You can turn a blind eye to the truth and tell everyone it’s just a misunderstanding, it’s hard for me to stop your decision, but…”

“Who, give, you, the power, how dare you talk to me like this I’m talking!!!” Gerhardt was furious, blinding silver flashes exploding from inside his body.

The emperor’s blood is sublimated!

The little hand wrapped in the white lace gloves also stretched out, grabbed the neck of the big prince of the wolf, and the golden light followed.

The emperor’s blood is sublimated!

Before the furious Grand Duke could roar, he was directly pushed back into the chair! He struggled a few times, only to realize to his horror that he couldn’t push his hands at all.

“How long has it been since you fought, Gerhardt?”

The Archduke’s eyes changed, and he re-examined the Imperial Princess in front of him with an unrecognizable gaze.

There is also a gap in the power of the emperor’s blood!

Celeste’s icy face is like an avalanche slowly approaching: “Before making a decision, my grand duke, please think about it carefully before making a decision. Think.”

“What if you simply dismiss the appearance of the Lord of Hell as a personal hatred, but in the end it proves that you are wrong? Then do you have Regret Medicine to eat? “

Gerhardt complexion ashen, the Great Duke of Evil Wolf opened his mouth, but could not come to a definite conclusion.

No one dares to draw such a conclusion, and no one can be held responsible.

“hmph ~” Imperial Princess coldly snorted, shoving the big prince of the evil wolf: “We will discuss this matter later, what we are discussing now is what reward should be given to the real hero of the evil wolf ?”

“What do you want?” Gerhardt said angrily.

“I heard that there is a Legendary fire gun in the Principality’s treasury in Sacred Flame City, named – Twin Silver Wolf?”

Updated, please vote!

(end of this chapter)