Release that Witch Chapter 349: Inheritance (on)

Mayne stands at the top of Tower of Babel and looks through the window to the Hermes city wrapped in silver.

Since the last large group of Evil Beast attacked the new Holy City, the ice sheet has temporarily calmed down, and the snow has weakened a lot, and urban residents have enjoyed a rare leisure.

These days should be a day to celebrate, but Mayne is still empty. In order to kill those terrible giants Evil Beast Hybrid(s), a team of God Punishment Army warriors rushed out of the city wall through the side door and opposed them. Nineteen people were injured and two died. After cutting off their limbs, the two giant beasts snarled on the ground for a long time, and were finally killed by the guards on the wall with throwing spears. However, compared to the loss of God Punishment Army, what scared him sincerely was the time node represented by Evil Beast.

Silent for a long time, he sighed and sat back at the table, trying to open the scriptures again and take a closer look.

"You just smashed it, and it won't change much." Tayfun just walked into the ring with two cups of hot drink, he pushed a cup in front of Mayne, "Your Excellency O'Brien has not promised to see you yet? "

"I have submitted a request to Pivotal Secret Area for the third time, but there is still no response there," said Mayne anxiously, "I don't know what Your Excellency is busy with, such a critical moment --"

"Don't worry," Tayfun interrupted him. "You have said it yourself, the Holy Book was written by the first pope. There will inevitably be mistakes. After more than 400 years, who can guarantee everything? Are all correct?

"However, this is not the same," Archbishop shook his head. "If time is wrong, it will be a disaster for us! Now we have invested a lot of energy and energy to unify the kingdom in order to gather all The power of the mainland to fight against Devil, but if the time is reduced by half, we will not be able to accumulate so many God Punishment Army after the war! "

"Quiet, Master Mayne," the old bishop smiled, and he slowly sipped his hot drink. "The fact has happened, **** fangs appear in front of us, and nobody can change it. But there may be two reasons. "

"What's the reason?"

"You take a sip before I say," he said with a moustache.

Mayne lifts the cup, looks like a cup of goat's milk, and leans closer, but a pungent fragrance bursts into the nose, "What's in it?"

"Winter flowers," Tayfun raised his lips, "Although you can't drink Dreamland Water directly, it is good to order this. It can at least help you to relieve tension, and it can also help calm down."

Mayne drank goat's milk dry with a mouthful, and a burning sensation came from the throat. Although the mellow taste of goat's milk dilutes the irritation of winter flower juice, it is still a bit uncomfortable for him who does not drink this drink often. Coughing twice, he wiped his mouth, "Even a cup of Dreamland Water won't make me fall asleep at this moment, can I say now?"

"One may be that the pope wrote wrong. For an old man, there are often dizziness and memory mistakes. I know this very well." Tayfun shrugged.

"It's unlikely," Mayne frowned. "This is related to the layout and arrangement of Church's, and even determines the fate of human beings. He must have carefully written these contents carefully. What about the second point?"

"The second type of situation is that, because of some unknown situation, everything has changed."

Archbishop waited for a while, seeing that the other party did not mean to continue, surprised, "That's it?"

"That's it," he repeated.

"What the **** ... what has changed? For this reason, all our efforts will be lost! Why can you understate --?"

"Master Mayne!" The voice of Tayfun suddenly increased a few degrees. "What the **** are you trying to do, a road that will definitely defeat Devil? Still think that only you want to defend Hermes and block the footsteps of Devil in the ice field Outside? "

"..." Mayne froze.

"Every battle, everyone hopes to win, but so far, even against Four Great Kingdoms, we do not win every battle, let alone Devil from hell?" he said loudly, "You forgot the His Excellency the Pope Instigated? There is not much difference between excessive force and fear of the result. What you have to do is to accept the facts, and then step by step to the final --. As for how the result is, we can't control it. "

Fear ... the result. Mayne was shocked. He was right. He was really afraid. He was afraid to become a pope. He failed to block the footsteps of Devil, and finally let humans be buried in his own hands.

"I used to be like you before," Tayfun's voice suddenly dropped, "but the death of Heather made me understand that the results are often unpredictable. Months of Demons advances without warning, we are still in heavy snow Before the fall, he captured the Wolf Heart city, just as planned ... but Heather is still dead and the way of war has changed. Even so, we still have to go on, "he got up and gasped, patted Mayne Walking towards the outside of the hall, "So ... whether it's five years or ten years, you have to go to the end unswervingly, not for that winning path, but for your own. Responsibility, even if it turns out to be inconsistent. "

The hall door was closed, Mayne looked at the empty cup in front of him, and couldn't speak for a while.

He has to admit that he is right, but how can he not be afraid when he really has to shoulder this responsibility?

Suddenly, a presiding judge left come in, "Master Mayne, His Excellency the Pope wants to see you."

It's finally here!

He immediately stood up, eagerly, "Take me to Pivotal Secret Area."

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The Pivotal Secret Area hidden deep in the plateau underground is still cold and silent.

Waving into the Pivotal Secret Temple hall, Mayne was slightly hesitated. Today, no transformation ceremony was arranged, but the candle in the hall was fully lit, and the dense flames outlined an orange-yellow outline for the hall. The chandelier overhead is like Kingdom of God gathering stars.

Your Excellency O'Brien sits on the throne and looks at him quietly.

Mayne felt a strange atmosphere. He pressed down the doubts of bottom of heart, walked to the seat, both hands fell down on his knees, and touched his forehead on the ground.

"Get up, kid." Pope's's voice was very mild, and it was difficult to hear clearly what he was talking about without concentration.

Mayne straightened up and saw that the opposite side was full of aging and fatigue, as if he hadn't rested for a long time. "Your Excellency, please pay attention to your body."

"No need," he smiled, his deep wrinkles covering his cheeks suddenly, "I'm going to die."

"Your Excellency, you will not be --"

"No, listen to me, child." O'Brien interrupted the bishop's words, "I know my physical condition, and no doubt, I am almost there." He paused for a moment, take a deep breath, "I call you today The purpose is to pass on the Pope to you. "

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