Fairy: What Do You Call Borrowing Power? is This Unknown?

In my mind, there seemed to be a scene where black and white collided with each other.

The white among them is very familiar to Xiaoxiao, a goddess in white!

And in that black torrent is the legendary enemy of the celestial maiden in white.

Black goddess!

The two seem to be fighting...

Pulled away the picture called God War.

The final result of the battle was that the goddess in white won the victory, and turned that huge mountain into an endless mountain of ice and snow.

Immediately afterwards, the screen suddenly changed.

The celestial girl in white who had just won the victory was actually fleeing.

What is chasing her?

From that picture, Xiaoxiao had no way of knowing,

However, he could see behind the fleeing celestial maiden in white.

The entire sky was enveloped by a strong breath of death.

And in the breath of death.

A pitch-black figure loomed.

The figure seemed to raise his hand, and then, the screen was completely occupied by darkness.

The black breath pierced through the belly of the celestial girl in white.

And brought out a rhombus-shaped spar that exudes brilliance, and sprinkled it on the world.

The screen ends here.

Xiaoxiao's vision also gradually returned to normal.

"Is this... a memory?"

"The memory of the goddess in white..."

Then he looked at the stone.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to see the thick black air surrounding the stone.

That's the smell of hate...

It's not just what the eyes can see.

Even in the ears... it seemed that the extremely angry roar came from!

[Anxelam! ! 】

【Wait! One day I will come back again! 】

【Then turn all the paradise you took...into ashes! ! 】knife.

Chapter 395: The God Appears!

Luo Xingchen kept running in the corridor of the church.

With a keen sense of magic power.

He could clearly perceive where the source of that magical power was.

hum...bum...

The sudden vibration made Luo Xingchen stop in his tracks.

Frowning slightly, Luo Xingchen stretched out his palm.

The next moment, a golden badge emerged.

"The emblem of the Extreme Ice Dragon?" Looking at the shining emblem in his hand, Luo Xingchen had a puzzled look on his face.

You know, this kind of thing that the badge suddenly reacted.

Luo Xingchen is not without experience.

During the last crusade against the Six Demon Generals, Urdia's badge reacted.

Thinking about it now, it was probably reminding Luo Xingchen that the owner of the badge had appeared nearby.

but…

Now the emblem of the Extreme Ice Dragon is shining, but this makes Luo Xingchen completely confused.

After all... the badge of the Extreme Ice Dragon was made from the Dragon Slayer Crystal.

In other words, the Extreme Ice Dragon has already died,

Impossible to appear nearby.

"137" So, what is the reason for this situation?

Luo Xingchen didn't know...

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Those words full of resentment made Xiaoxiao suddenly wake up.

Turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

"What's going on... this anger... this pain... this... resentment?"

"Is this the emotion of the goddess in white?"

Xiaoxiao gasped for breath and muttered softly.

The words spoken by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse once came back to my mind.

The moment the gods descend, the people of the Aoyu Empire are about to reap happiness.

And if you want the gods to descend, then the godhead, the recovery ceremony, and yourself are indispensable.

But…

"Such things...can really bring happiness to the Aoyu Empire?"

Xiaoxiao felt that this was simply impossible.

Because, on that stone, that is, on what the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse called Godhead.

Xiaoxiao can't perceive any beautiful things.

Yes, just the overflowing negative energy.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Xiaoxiao was shocked by the sudden shout.

His eyes widened in an instant, and he turned his head in disbelief, looking at the figure standing behind him.

Her snow-white hair hung loose behind her.

Gorgeous gold and white clothes wrapped her tall figure in it.

The crown on her head symbolizes her supreme status.

Pope of the White Church!

"Your Majesty the Pope..." Xiaoxiao murmured in horror.

"When did it appear?"

The pope didn't seem to want to answer Xiaoxiao's question.

But Shen Sheng said slowly: "Godhead is not something you can touch, give it to me."

The pope's request was heard.

Xiaoxiao unexpectedly hesitated.

"This thing...contains...the power that can bring misfortune to people, right?"

Xiaoxiao murmured, as if she had made up her mind.

Yi grabbed the godhead, took it down, and yelled at the pope:

"So, I will never give it to you!"

That unexpected speech made the Pope stunned.

However, what followed was the frowning.

"Are you resisting my orders? Xiaoxiao?!"

"I'm just following my inner voice!" Xiaoxiao responded stubbornly.

"There is a voice in my heart telling me that the power of this stone must never be released. What is filled with it is not happiness, but resentment!"

"It's almost thick enough to be a substantial resentment!"

"That's just your wishful thinking, don't make trouble, and give me the godhead!" The pope's voice gradually became lower.

"I...I don't want it!" Xiaoxiao roared.

"Xiaoxiao!!" The successive rejections finally made the Pope completely angry.

But, at this moment.

The originally closed door was pushed open.

"Is that weird magical power here?"

Luo Xingchen who broke in suddenly interrupted Xiaoxiao's thoughts.

"Xiaoxiao? You're here!" Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Xingchen?!" Looking at Luo Xingchen who barged in, Xiaoxiao was stunned.

But then immediately yelled.

"Get out of here, His Holiness the Pope is here!"

"pope?"

But...to Xiaoxiao's surprise, it was Luo Xingchen who heard this word.

Looking around for a while, his brows frowned slightly.

"Here... only you alone?"

"What?" Xiaoxiao's eyes widened instantly.

Looking around.

"Eh? How could this be..."

"Just now... His Majesty the Pope is here..." Xiaoxiao said in disbelief.

"Also, what you are holding is the godhead!"

Seemingly noticing the mysterious stone in Xiaoxiao's hand, Luo Xingchen asked.

Then he stretched out his palm: "Give me the godhead, and I will take you out of here."

Looking at the godhead in her hand, Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"Wait a minute...what the **** is...what's going on?"

"I…"

"You must not hand over the godhead to him!" Suddenly, the pope's voice resounded again.

Xiaoxiao froze in place.

As if aware of something, Xiaoxiao turned her head in disbelief.

He looked at the mirror walls around him.