The white light emitted by the coffin opened the line between light and darkness, and when everyone present had finished praying in their hearts, the coffin returned to normal.

Its surface was washed and painted, and at one point it was surrounded by a magical unknown elemental factor, which eventually melted into the air.

Everyone lifted the holy coffin and continued to walk towards the mighty eagle, but on the way, the holy coffin gave birth to more changes one after another, and the sacred white light was purified again and again and transformed into golden light, and when people approached it, their ears suddenly sounded in the ears of a hymn sung in an unknown language, like a music from heaven.

The weight of the coffin gradually became lighter than a pigeon's feather, and Angelina's back seemed to grow huge white wings. She slept peacefully in the coffin, her eyelashes still fluttering at high speed, her eyelids still beating with excitement, maybe she had dreamed of thousands of years, maybe she had dreamed of countless past and present lives, she might be experiencing all the parallel worlds in her dreams, appreciating the myriad of time charts since the creation of the gods.

Angelina in the coffin is a prop, a symbol, a chamber for the relics, a vessel destined to be shaped against darkness and evil.

At this moment, her slumber is the reincarnation of God, and her dream is God's reflection.

The coffin of the holy coffin began to reflect the figures of everyone, and the colorful colors flashed away, and everyone felt that they were embraced into a warm embrace, and unconsciously stopped their march.

Unknown elemental factors appeared again, visible to the naked eye, floating with light, and they emitted holy sounds around the crowd, each elemental factor resembling the shape of an angel.

Everyone was immersed in the transparent golden light, and the great pleasure flowed through their bodies, which was far superior to any fine wine and beauty in the world, and the mysterious power combed through the chaotic breath in their bodies, arranged the irregular elemental factors one by one, filled the empty ravines one by one, washed out their faults from the soul, and squeezed out their sins from the source.

The golden light emitted by the holy coffin had the momentum of transforming everyone back to the purity of birth, and the magic power of everyone present was washed more pure and condensed by this help, and the stars that had not yet shaken suddenly had the possibility of being improved, and their souls also fell into the land of dreams one after another with Angelina.

Gorando and Mentor Sylvie were the last to fall asleep, and while they were equally unable to resist the gentle force that had distracted them, their strength had somewhat prolonged their wakefulness. In a trance, the two saw a holy smile on the corner of Angelina's mouth, and a small mutilated book vaguely spun out of her chest.

Suddenly, a drop of pure white liquid fell from the pages of the small book, and the liquid turned into an ocean of milky ways and scattered all over the corridor, and the splashed white washed away the original color of things, and in the blink of an eye, the ice seeds sprouted, the ice edges bloomed, and the silver frost on the roof of the cave was full of frost.

Golando watched Angelina's eyeballs stop moving, and the smile on her red lips widened. Is she about to open her eyes? He couldn't help but think so.

Unfortunately, he still missed the world after a thousandth of a second, and this image was the last scene that remained on Gorando's eyeballs before he fell unconscious.

Thousands of meters away, the Mighty Eagle, the Temple where the Prophecy Son and the High Priest were standing was full of people, they were the royal nobles and the elite of the country who had been summoned by the Great Prince, as well as the members of the Knights who had arrived from Elfonsta at some unknown time and all the magician apprentices in the Brave Eagle, and this large group of people also experienced the same miracle as Gorando and others in the cave.

The temple was quiet and peaceful, for time no longer flowed.

Time in the two places is detached from the outside world, not because Ronoye opened the magic of the Time Corridor, but only because of his resonance with the Book of Creation.

"Is it time?" The high priest asked.

In the static world caused by the phenomenon of resonance, Gna and the Child of Prophecy are the only two beings who are not bound by the divine power.

Ronoye shook his head expressionlessly: "Not now. ”

He was not wrapped in a blanket at this time, and his body was not trembling, and it seemed that he was no longer affected by the curse of the fallen angel.

"If I had known that the Book of Creation in Eldran was incomplete a day earlier, I would not have made you this Son that day." The High Priest moved, as if he were speaking guilty words to Ronoye, but his tone remained as flat as usual.

"The ancestors foresaw today, so they decided to put half of the Book of Creation into the body of the daughter of the ancestor of Greenwin." Ronoyer said.

Gna didn't answer the sentence, he understood that Ronoyer's words were not finished, and he understood that Ronoyer would not say the whole thing.

The children of prophecy did not trust him as a high priest, and perhaps thought that he would collude with Ogron, but it turned out that the distrust of the children of the ancestors was correct, he never trusted the children of prophecy, and used Ronoye to lure the snake out of the hole, trying to get the book of creation in Eldran's hands, but the plan was only defeated by the generals of the ancestors, and the plan failed.

Ronoye stared sideways at the High Priest's face and said suddenly, "After the two books of creation are combined into one, I will fulfill my promise to you as agreed." ”

When the high priest heard this, his eyebrows stretched a little rarely, he nodded, and asked, "Do you really want to do this?" "It doesn't sound like they're asking the same thing.

Ronoye laughed when he heard this, and there was still a little cunning in his eyes that belonged to his age: "As long as it succeeds, even if Ferga's history ends here, it can continue elsewhere, why don't I do it?" ”

Half a book of creation is powerful enough to create a new future for all of us, so that everyone can fight for the possibility of human existence in this new future.

The temperature of the temple dropped again and again, and the room was cut off from life, and the power of prophecy ...... Or rather, the frost of the holy power crept up on everyone's body, and the phantom of the angel tirelessly chanted the song of the gods over and over again in the air, and with the sweet and holy song, people fell into a hidden dream that the serpent Oglin could not see.

……

Gorando came back to his senses and found that his gaze had landed on the coffin.

"Is there anything out of the ordinary?" Mentor Sylvie noticed his unnaturalness.

Seeing that there was no change around the holy coffin, Gorando frowned slightly: "No...... It's nothing. He closed his eyes and looked ahead.

Was it his delusion? There was a sense of disharmony just now, as if my soul shouldn't be here now, but should be sent somewhere else.

Did he forget anything important...... Golando pressed his eyebrows, and an inexplicable melancholy welled up in his heart.

"If you're not feeling well, don't force yourself too much, and when you get to the Brave Eagle, you can rest quickly." Mentor Sylvie said.

She looked a little tired from Gorando's appearance, presumably tired from the past few days of fighting.

Disturbed by Mentor Sylvie, Gorando's melancholy cloud dissipated, and even though he was still suspicious, this was not the right time to solve the mystery.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Golando shook his head and smiled at Mentor Sylvie to show that he was okay.

After walking a little further, one of the secret doors of the Brave Eagle appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and through the secret door was the territory of the Brave Eagle, and the entire academy was shrouded in a strong and solid barrier, which was the perfect haven of refuge.

After entering the academy, the procession was led by the clergy and physicians of the Holy See, and the group waited non-stop until they came to a magnificent temple.

The temple was the place where the believers of the academy worshiped the gods, and it made sense that the coffin should be transported here, and Mentor Sylvie pushed open the door of the temple, and Golando looked into the temple, and he was slightly taken aback when he saw that it was full of people, but he quickly controlled his emotions.

The arrival of the convoy alarmed the calm waters of the lake, and people whispered to each other.

The door slowly opened, the field of vision expanded frame by frame, and entering the hall of the temple, Golando smelled the residual magical breath in the air, and the center of the temple seemed to have a huge teleportation circle, and many of the nobles and ministers present were from Elfonsta, presumably transferred through this teleportation circle.

The members of the Order stood guard on both sides of the hall, a red carpet stretched from the door to the end of the hall, and there was no lighting in the hall, only the moonlight.

- very close to him.

Golando adjusted his breathing as he thought, and his eyes followed the velvet blanket from the bottom to the top to find the figure of the young master.

Every second was cut into ten thousand parts, one by one, and even the moonlight lost its color during the tour, and Gorando's gaze finally wandered to the backlight at the end of the carpet.

There stood two clear figures, wearing crowns and white robes, dragging shoulder straps embroidered with gold and silver threads, dressed solemnly and luxuriously.

Golando's heart pounded, and blood rushed to the top of his head.

The night breeze ruffled the corners of the man's robe, causing the lost traveler to look upward, and the man's neck, chin, lips, and the tip of his nose fell into Gorando's eyes. Probably to avoid the mischievous night wind, the owner of the nose moved his head slightly, which allowed Golando to get a glimpse of the other party's bright eyes early.

There seemed to be a thousand kinds of light circulating in those eyes, and Gorando's eyes coincided with them, and for a moment they were like leaves returning to their roots, and tired birds returning to their nests.

In the past four months, he has been thinking day and night, looking forward to the moment when he and Ronoye will meet again, but when the other party really stands in front of him, his heart has calmed down.

Ronoye's appearance has not changed at all, and the passage of time has no effect on the Child of Prophecy, so all the imprints are reflected in his eyes.

After a brief exchange of glances, the two of them staggered their gazes, and Golando obeyed the command of Mentor Sylvie and Yalin and the others to place the coffin in the designated position, and then went to the side of the velvet carpet to wait for the call.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the Grand Prince walked out of the crowd, and the hall was quiet all of a sudden, and he came to the stage to explain the origin of the holy coffin and the purpose of gathering everyone, and clarified the authenticity of the identity of the son of Ronoye's prophecy after reassuring people's hearts with gentle words, in addition to the fact that the Grand Prince also issued several orders, and deployed Fergar's troops everywhere in the Valian Eagle.

Strangely, the Grand Prince sent Gorando and all the magicians he brought with him to guard the Vientiane Tower in the center of the Academy, and did not regroup with the Royal Magician team, and Gorando was appointed as the branch captain.

Given the order to be carried out immediately, Golando led his team out of the temple.

The army slept in the dormitory of the academy, and after arranging rooms for his magicians, Gorando went back to his dormitory.

Closing the door and lying down on the bed, he closed his eyes and remembered what had happened in the temple.

The old emperor of Fergar was not found in the temple, and it seems that he remained in the palace.

When the most critical moment comes, anything that cannot advance the course of history is doomed to fall victim to war, the Valian's Eagle is like Noah's Ark that can only carry a fixed number of people, the Great Prince has carefully selected the "chips" necessary for the empire, and then only carried these "chips" to the ark, while the rest of the old and sick can only wait helplessly on the shore for disaster to come, even the once most noble emperor.

Regardless of whether Ferga won or lost, it was difficult for the group of people who did not make it to the ark to survive the enemy's attack, and there was no cruelty more than this.

Gorando shook off his distractions, jumped out of bed, and took out the Son's corolla from the dark compartment in the small room to look at it.

The Vientiane Pagoda is full of organs, like an iron wall, it is the safest hiding place of the academy, and the great prince must have a special meaning in sending him there. He is a knight of Ronoye, and he has made an oath to Ronoye in front of the eldest prince, and his duty is to protect Ronoye, and he should go wherever Ronoye is.

Golando held a high corolla and kissed the blood-stained petals. 166 Reading Network