It feels so good to stick to Miss Witch

[Mission Objective: To ensure the smooth progress of the "God's Descending Ceremony". 】

[Mission achievement reward: the first perfect evolution of the talent [Infinite Desire]. 】

【Detecting... The huge black heart has been broken, and the god descending ceremony has been carried out smoothly... The basic goal of the mission has been achieved! 】

[Hidden Mission·[Dark Sunlight] Achieved! ——Nineteen fourth-level saint map professionals have not undergone distortion, and the pure saint Tristel survived and realized the true meaning of the oracle "lust". 】

【—Basic mission rewards, please stand on the top of the pure cathedral and witness the perfect ending of the god descending ceremony, you can get it. 】

[——Hidden Mission·[Black Sunlight]Reward: The possibility of derivation from the Seventh Realm of Original Sin·The Realm of Lust, in the subsequent talent evolution mission, the "identity" and "relationship" of this mission process will be inherited. 】

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The gray smoky font danced and burned in front of his eyes until the last word disappeared. The absolute darkness in front of Roy's eyes began to fade, and the colors flowed into his pupils again.

"Whoosh..."

The strong wind brushed against his cheeks, making his clothes rustle. At this moment, Roy was falling from a high altitude and was lying on his back.

He looked up, above the sky, after losing the huge black heart, the bright golden light of faith rushed straight up, and saw the purple cracks in the sky as the golden light of faith rushed in, spreading a circle of grand purple aura.

During the impact of the halo, more than 80% of the dark cracks all over the world were repaired. The black raindrops that fell from the sky also disappeared with most of the dark cracks, and the "rainfall" plummeted, weakening from the original "torrential rain" to "Little Rain".

The "catastrophe" is unstoppable, even if Roy and Tristel have done everything within their capabilities, they can only weaken the black rain that is coming, but cannot eradicate it.

This is good, this is already very good...Compared to the doomsday when the whole world was destroyed, this time, the surviving nineteen fourth-level saint map professionals and the pure saint Tristel, as well as hundreds of Tier-[-] construction professionals and more Tier-[-] and Tier-[-] professionals have left a faint "flame" for this world that is "destined" to perish.

No one knows what will happen in the future, but as long as the light of hope exists, no matter how weak it is, everything can still be saved...

After a full blow, Roy was completely out of strength. During the fall, he had no ability to adjust his posture at all.

"I hope that when it lands later, it won't hurt too much..."

The corners of his mouth barely twitched.

Falling from a height of more than 250 meters, without the protection of fighting spirit, even with his current physique, he will be seriously injured. If he is unlucky, he will land head first, and his life may even be in danger.

Fortunately, what Roy was worried about did not happen.

After falling tens of meters, a gentle force dragged his body, slowly causing him to descend to the top of the pure cathedral.Afterwards, Roy felt his head resting on an extremely soft and warm part.

He raised his eyes and looked up, but the majestic mountains blocked his sight, preventing him from seeing the face of the owner of the body.

People say that once you have tasted the world and seen all the prosperity in the world, you will realize that the world is stunning if you look down and see your toes.

But now Roy has a deeper understanding: it is difficult to look up at the blue sky, and it is better than countless in the world.

When Roy's thoughts diverged, a voice as gentle as water came from above him:

"My lord, thank you for your hard work."

Accompanied by the voice, was a tender white jade hand caressing Roy's face.

Platinum light emerged from Tristel's hand and flowed into Roy's body, healing his physical injuries and mental exhaustion.

As the strongest hidden profession, "Pure Saint", Tristel's healing ability is unrivaled in the whole world.

Under the effect of the platinum light, within a few seconds, Roy felt his depleted body regain some vitality.

"Ahem... come here now, what if there is no one to preside over the divine descent ceremony?" Roy coughed a few times and asked in a hoarse voice.

The state of "destruction" caused serious damage to his body. Even Tristel's healing methods were strong, but within a short period of time, his body could not recover its ability to move.

"The god descending ceremony is over..." Tristel said softly, and the healing energy in her hand was continuously sent into Roy's body: "When the golden light of faith rises into the sky, I don't need to maintain the ceremony anymore."

"Is that so..." With the continuous influx of healing energy, Roy, whose body gradually gained strength, was about to prop up his body, but before he could make a move, Tristel's hand lightly pressed on his shoulder Up: "My lord, you still need to rest well and don't move around."

Roy paused, but didn't insist anymore.

The goal of the mission has been achieved, and then he only needs to witness the end of the "God's Descending Ceremony" to perform the first perfect evolution of the talent [Infinite Desire].

Standing is also witnessing, lying down is also the same, no difference.

"I'm sorry, Tristel, after all, I still couldn't completely prevent the coming of the 'catastrophe'..."

Looking at the "black rain" dripping high above the sky, Roy said in a low voice.

"What does this have to do with you?" Tristel said with a different kind of tenderness in her voice, "This is a catastrophe for the world, even though you are respected as the representative of the gods, in the final analysis, you are still a body of flesh and blood .”

"You've done enough."

"..." Roy fell silent and stopped talking.

The "catastrophe" of the seventh realm of original sin, the realm of lust, gave him a deep feeling.

He thought, if one day, the world he lives in also encounters a similar catastrophe, then where will he and all the witches go?

he does not know.

Looking up at the central crack where the purple color became more and more bright high above the sky, and the dark cracks all over the sky, Roy subconsciously clenched his fists.

Compared to such heaven-shattering power, he is still too weak.

Gods, gods...

On top of the legend, there is still a long way to go.

But now he is nothing more than an "ant" who has not even achieved a legend.

……

The purple ring spreading high above the sky has eliminated most of the dark cracks, but black rain is still dripping from the remaining dark cracks.

They fell into the earth, quietly affecting the magic power between the heaven and the earth, and even brought drastic "distortion changes" to the living beings.

It's just that compared to the last mission process, this change is much slower. Ordinary people will not change immediately after being contaminated with a small number of raindrops. This makes the creatures of "the seventh realm of original sin·the realm of lust" face There is a little breathing space for "Havoc".

Roy leaned on the soft and warm lap pillow, looking up at the purple crack in the center of the sky.

As the golden light of faith poured in, its color became deeper and deeper, and in a trance, a hazy figure appeared in front of the eyes of all those who looked up.

But no matter how hard people look, they can't see His face or figure clearly...

But at the moment when he caught sight of him, a sense of enlightenment surged in everyone's heart.

He is the supreme god!

At this moment, all the believers who survived the catastrophe fell to their knees piously on the ground, weeping with joy.

The golden beam of faith that ascended to the sky gradually became smaller, and at the end, only scattered golden light spots remained.

The "god" standing behind the deep purple crack seemed to lower his head to look at all living beings on the ground.

A devastated world, creatures polluted by black mud...

Indistinctly, a sigh resounded in everyone's heart.

On the top of the pure cathedral, Tristel, who was gently stroking Roy's hair with her hand, gave a thumbs up, and then Roy, who was lying on her lap, sat up under the action of a force, and Tristel I sit side by side.

"A proxy?"

A clear voice sounded, Roy turned his head and looked at Tristel.

Tristel's pupils were a rare pale gold, very beautiful, but at this moment, Roy saw a different kind of charm in these beautiful eyes.

That was something that the previous Tristel could never have.

Roy's heart was shaken, and there was a faint guess in his heart: "Who are you?"

"Tristel" smiled, pure but full of extreme charm: "As my representative, don't you know who I am?"

"I am the god in your mouth, and I am also the master of this world."

"The Demon God of Lust, Tequil."

Roy's pupils dilated a little bit. Although he had guessed, when the other party confessed his identity, he still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

"It's really strange..." Tristel, no, it should be said that it is the demon god of lust Tijur turned his head to look at Roy, his eyes were full of curiosity: "There is a trace of 'lust in your soul'." 'The authority? To a certain extent, you are indeed my agent, but I don't remember sharing the authority."

Roy's heart tightened at the words of the demon god of lust, Tiquel, but then he chuckled and shook his head: "Forget it, I don't bother to explore, this is just an 'illusory scene', when When the 'dream' wakes up, everything will be forgotten, and there is no point in asking the bottom line."

"However, even if it's 'Unreal Scenery', I will still remember your help. Maybe I won't remember who you are when we meet later, but..."

"My agent, between you and me, the fate is always there."

The demon god of lust, Tiquel, stood up, stretched out his slender fingers, and tapped on Roy's forehead: "I'm about to fall asleep, this strand of soul can't last long, the remaining power, just take it as my reward to you .”

"I will share with you a strand of the true authority of 'lust', as proof of your agent."

"You must live well. When I wake up, I will definitely find you, my dear agent..."

A strong purple light emerged, and at this moment, the world stopped.

The invisible power of authority merged into Roy's soul. In front of his eyes, prompts from the character panel kept popping up, but Roy ignored them. Instead, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the "god" in front of him, and said hastily:

"Master Tijuer, can you tell me the source of this black mud and why such a catastrophe happened in this world?"

A slender purple human-shaped light and shadow came out of Tristel's body. With the passage of authority, the light on his body gradually dimmed, and his body became more and more transparent.

Facing Roy's question, the demon god of lust Tikul said in a flat voice:

"The real name of the black mud in your mouth is the power of Nieyuan, and its source is called 'Nieyuan'."

"There is the accumulation and precipitation of [maliciousness] in the heavens and worlds, and it is the most filthy place for living beings."

"Before you don't have the power of divinity, don't try to spy on 'Nieyuan'."

"When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you."

"I hope you will remember..."

In the end, the body of the demon god of lust Tijuer had become completely transparent. He lowered his head, as if smiling:

"Then, goodbye, my agent."

"One day, we will meet again."

Chapter 158 Brand new changes of Infinite Desire!Soaring strength!

"and many more!"

Roy stretched out his hand, wanting to keep it. He still had a lot of questions to ask, but just after he raised his hand, the transparent body in front of him had already turned into light spots in the sky and scattered around.

In front of Roy, Tristel blinked as if waking up from a dream, and her agile eyes met Roy's gaze.