The upper floor of the Secret Temple is brightly lit, and dozens of luminous magic stones shine the circular library on the top of the tower as if it were daylight. When you stay in this hall, it is hard to imagine that you are under the ground.
If it were the Cathedral of Hermes on the ground, it would be equivalent to the Tower of Heaven and was also the location where Jie Luo liked to stay.
Through the window, she can easily overlook the full view of the Secret Zone.
Looking at the busy figure surrounding the stone pillar of God's punishment like an ant, a feeling of controlling all living beings emerged in her heart as if she was the god in the glorious kingdom of God, and the people who were slowly moving forward in the darkness under her feet were believers who built the kingdom of God.
Whenever she was free, she would take out a book from the bookshelf that recorded the history and secrets of the Federation, and slowly read it while sitting by the window. Of course, she would also put a cup of black tea with a little winter flowers on her hand.
As the Pope Queen, Jieluo became more relaxed. She was not nervous about the increasingly close battle of divine will, but instead had more expectations.
Her life for more than two hundred years made her feel bored, and the invincible devil in the record seemed to be an opponent that was enough to make her feel excited.
I wonder if these hideous enemies can act as fearless and terrifying as they look when they pull them into the soul battlefield?
But there are still several years before this final battle, and she needs to set a new goal to pass the rest of her time.
There are very few people who can enter Jie Luo's sight, and Roland Wimbledon happens to be...the only mortal who can attract her interest now.
It is not favored by anyone, but stands out from the order to compete for the king, and fight against the two chess pieces with a small amount of space without losing the upper hand. It has to be said that it is commendable.
And she also found some interesting clues in Kassia's memory.
That is, Queen Bishui once used the maid placed beside the Fourth Prince to take the deadly alchemy poison, but it was useless. The angry queen then executed the unlucky alchemist, but Jieluo asked the secret mechanism of the Shu to copy a poison according to the formula in her memory, and found that the finished product was indeed as the alchemist claimed: colorless and tasteless, melted when it enters the water, and died when it is taken, and there is no cure.
So was it because the maid deceived Gassia, or was it now that Roland Wimbledon was no longer the fourth prince of the past?
Based on the information collected at hand, Jieluo prefers the latter.
The question is…if he is no longer the Fourth Prince, then who is he?
Why isn't anyone around you asking questions about this?
The more you pay attention to this, the more interesting it is. The style of doing things gradually changes, winning unanimous love among the people, and changing the distribution of power in the Western Region with one's own strength. Whether it is the church envoy or the Crazy Army, it will never return... It would be a pity if such a person is just a lord in a small place.
Therefore, Roland Wimbledon must be part of the church, or to be a part of himself.
Jieluo couldn't help licking her lips, which was also the reason why she was determined to turn the direction of the attack. If it was really as she thought, then the benefits that could be obtained by prioritizing the Gray Castle might be far beyond expectations.
Of course, as a lord with great power, he must be in the rear when fighting, so how to force him out is also a question that needs to be considered.
Just as Jero thought about how to bypass the front battlefield and face Roland, the door of the library was pushed open and Isabella walked in.
The meeting is over?
It's Ah, she rubbed her neck, you're OK, sitting here reading books and drinking tea every day, and I have to accompany those old guys... No, it's an old guy talking nonsense with two little lunatics.
That is not nonsense, but it is related to the operation of the lower class of the church. Jieluo shrugged, although witches are the essence of the church, without them, we cannot easily concentrate so many resources to achieve our ultimate goal.
Just be it, Isabella yawned. Anyway, after hearing what they said, if you want to transfer the preparatory supplies for attacking Chenxi to the Gray Castle, you have to wait at least until the second month of summer. This is still an optimistic estimate.
This time is neither long nor short. Jieluo thought, waiting is both a torment and a nectar for increasing the harvest of happiness.
What about the pill manufacturing?
There are already 300,000 or 400,000 in the warehouse?Isabella replied, "After that being said, are you really going to bring all the civilians to fight against the devil?"Millions of people, eating can emptie Hermes.and……
And what?
And it may not necessarily win.She shook her head, too many people, and it is easy to cause trouble everywhere. After feeding the first pill, their value must be calculated based on day. What if the devil happens to not come to attack us?It is useless to eat less people, and it is wasteful to eat more people. Even if the devil rushed up in a swarm and was defeated by the Kuanghua Army, it would be difficult for them to have combat capabilities anymore.
You didn't understand what I meant. Jieluo stood up and walked to a large table in the hall, uncovering the cover on it, revealing the entire map of the wild land. I never intended to let the Crazy Army defend Hermes. The final battle should be somewhere on the fertile plain... I guess eight or ten will be unfolded at the ruins of Tachila Holy City because here, it is closest to us.She pointed to a point on the map.
Do you want to... take the initiative?Isabella was stunned.
What we lack the most is time. Jieluo said calmly, "I have never hoped to wipe out the devil in one fell swoop." The holy book says that when the red moon arrives and the gate of hell opens, the devil can build a black spire.In fact, that is not building… it is growing.
You want to say that those stones are actually alive?Isabella asked in disbelief.
This part of the content can only be seen in the personal notes of the Federation's three seats... The devil's expansion must be built on the Black Ray Spire that can produce red fog. The current locations of the spire are all places rich in divine stone veins, and the scope of influence will continue to grow.In the early stage of the Second Battle of Divine Will, an extraordinary witch once led a team of surprise soldiers to approach the Red Mist Area from the ground, but saw an amazing scene. An extremely huge monster surged under the spire, and its body was thicker than the basic body of the tower.Jieluo said word by word that the huge monster was corrupting the divine stone, turning it into a black crystal that could emit red mist.It is not difficult to understand that the devil has a chaotic beast that specializes in transforming divine stones into magic stones.
... Isabella opened her mouth and finally uttered a sentence slowly. It was so disgusting.
Unfortunately, once the spire is formed, it will be difficult to achieve a small-scale raid, so our only chance is to attack head-on.I don't know how long it will take for the corruption stone to poke out from the ground from the ground, but it is unlikely that it will pop up overnight.During this period, the devil could not obtain red fog replenishment, so he could only transport it from the rear. The power that could be maintained was very limited. What I had to do was to use the Crazy Army, which was enough to overwhelm the devil, tore a bloody road, and then the Divine Punish Army killed the underground giant beast.Jieluo said firmly, if you are lucky enough, we will get four hundred years again.
If it were the Cathedral of Hermes on the ground, it would be equivalent to the Tower of Heaven and was also the location where Jie Luo liked to stay.
Through the window, she can easily overlook the full view of the Secret Zone.
Looking at the busy figure surrounding the stone pillar of God's punishment like an ant, a feeling of controlling all living beings emerged in her heart as if she was the god in the glorious kingdom of God, and the people who were slowly moving forward in the darkness under her feet were believers who built the kingdom of God.
Whenever she was free, she would take out a book from the bookshelf that recorded the history and secrets of the Federation, and slowly read it while sitting by the window. Of course, she would also put a cup of black tea with a little winter flowers on her hand.
As the Pope Queen, Jieluo became more relaxed. She was not nervous about the increasingly close battle of divine will, but instead had more expectations.
Her life for more than two hundred years made her feel bored, and the invincible devil in the record seemed to be an opponent that was enough to make her feel excited.
I wonder if these hideous enemies can act as fearless and terrifying as they look when they pull them into the soul battlefield?
But there are still several years before this final battle, and she needs to set a new goal to pass the rest of her time.
There are very few people who can enter Jie Luo's sight, and Roland Wimbledon happens to be...the only mortal who can attract her interest now.
It is not favored by anyone, but stands out from the order to compete for the king, and fight against the two chess pieces with a small amount of space without losing the upper hand. It has to be said that it is commendable.
And she also found some interesting clues in Kassia's memory.
That is, Queen Bishui once used the maid placed beside the Fourth Prince to take the deadly alchemy poison, but it was useless. The angry queen then executed the unlucky alchemist, but Jieluo asked the secret mechanism of the Shu to copy a poison according to the formula in her memory, and found that the finished product was indeed as the alchemist claimed: colorless and tasteless, melted when it enters the water, and died when it is taken, and there is no cure.
So was it because the maid deceived Gassia, or was it now that Roland Wimbledon was no longer the fourth prince of the past?
Based on the information collected at hand, Jieluo prefers the latter.
The question is…if he is no longer the Fourth Prince, then who is he?
Why isn't anyone around you asking questions about this?
The more you pay attention to this, the more interesting it is. The style of doing things gradually changes, winning unanimous love among the people, and changing the distribution of power in the Western Region with one's own strength. Whether it is the church envoy or the Crazy Army, it will never return... It would be a pity if such a person is just a lord in a small place.
Therefore, Roland Wimbledon must be part of the church, or to be a part of himself.
Jieluo couldn't help licking her lips, which was also the reason why she was determined to turn the direction of the attack. If it was really as she thought, then the benefits that could be obtained by prioritizing the Gray Castle might be far beyond expectations.
Of course, as a lord with great power, he must be in the rear when fighting, so how to force him out is also a question that needs to be considered.
Just as Jero thought about how to bypass the front battlefield and face Roland, the door of the library was pushed open and Isabella walked in.
The meeting is over?
It's Ah, she rubbed her neck, you're OK, sitting here reading books and drinking tea every day, and I have to accompany those old guys... No, it's an old guy talking nonsense with two little lunatics.
That is not nonsense, but it is related to the operation of the lower class of the church. Jieluo shrugged, although witches are the essence of the church, without them, we cannot easily concentrate so many resources to achieve our ultimate goal.
Just be it, Isabella yawned. Anyway, after hearing what they said, if you want to transfer the preparatory supplies for attacking Chenxi to the Gray Castle, you have to wait at least until the second month of summer. This is still an optimistic estimate.
This time is neither long nor short. Jieluo thought, waiting is both a torment and a nectar for increasing the harvest of happiness.
What about the pill manufacturing?
There are already 300,000 or 400,000 in the warehouse?Isabella replied, "After that being said, are you really going to bring all the civilians to fight against the devil?"Millions of people, eating can emptie Hermes.and……
And what?
And it may not necessarily win.She shook her head, too many people, and it is easy to cause trouble everywhere. After feeding the first pill, their value must be calculated based on day. What if the devil happens to not come to attack us?It is useless to eat less people, and it is wasteful to eat more people. Even if the devil rushed up in a swarm and was defeated by the Kuanghua Army, it would be difficult for them to have combat capabilities anymore.
You didn't understand what I meant. Jieluo stood up and walked to a large table in the hall, uncovering the cover on it, revealing the entire map of the wild land. I never intended to let the Crazy Army defend Hermes. The final battle should be somewhere on the fertile plain... I guess eight or ten will be unfolded at the ruins of Tachila Holy City because here, it is closest to us.She pointed to a point on the map.
Do you want to... take the initiative?Isabella was stunned.
What we lack the most is time. Jieluo said calmly, "I have never hoped to wipe out the devil in one fell swoop." The holy book says that when the red moon arrives and the gate of hell opens, the devil can build a black spire.In fact, that is not building… it is growing.
You want to say that those stones are actually alive?Isabella asked in disbelief.
This part of the content can only be seen in the personal notes of the Federation's three seats... The devil's expansion must be built on the Black Ray Spire that can produce red fog. The current locations of the spire are all places rich in divine stone veins, and the scope of influence will continue to grow.In the early stage of the Second Battle of Divine Will, an extraordinary witch once led a team of surprise soldiers to approach the Red Mist Area from the ground, but saw an amazing scene. An extremely huge monster surged under the spire, and its body was thicker than the basic body of the tower.Jieluo said word by word that the huge monster was corrupting the divine stone, turning it into a black crystal that could emit red mist.It is not difficult to understand that the devil has a chaotic beast that specializes in transforming divine stones into magic stones.
... Isabella opened her mouth and finally uttered a sentence slowly. It was so disgusting.
Unfortunately, once the spire is formed, it will be difficult to achieve a small-scale raid, so our only chance is to attack head-on.I don't know how long it will take for the corruption stone to poke out from the ground from the ground, but it is unlikely that it will pop up overnight.During this period, the devil could not obtain red fog replenishment, so he could only transport it from the rear. The power that could be maintained was very limited. What I had to do was to use the Crazy Army, which was enough to overwhelm the devil, tore a bloody road, and then the Divine Punish Army killed the underground giant beast.Jieluo said firmly, if you are lucky enough, we will get four hundred years again.
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