The lake heart island still covered by ice and snow, the students who are immersed in joy and tranquility, voluntarily guarding the "weirds" of the school, and the faculty and staff who have come and gone, have cast the "Goddess of Fire" mysterious craftsman who is receiving remuneration Men, pirates and monsters at the bottom of the lake ... All of them seem to have the same illusion.

They all saw the "Mr. Principal" who was extremely respectable, with smiles that made people unable to bear close, appeared everywhere, and even he stayed in the "foreign place" for a short time, with the special education school of Melada The staff exchanged for a moment.

Tang Qi traveled all over the school, almost everywhere.

When the hazy night gradually filled the lake heart island, in the darkness, Tang Qi's figure appeared on the fourth floor of the book tower.

When all the students, faculty members, and weird people fall asleep, he picks up the messy books, and puts them back in place one by one, the greedy food, the night beast, and the goblin goblin, the three little ones obviously already know What followed Tang Qi behind him step by step.

Especially the goblins who are used to the position of "librarians" have golden eyes like jewels, full of reluctance.

After tidying up, Tang Qi came to the extremely clean workbench, sat down quietly, first put the stack of exquisite books on his hand, took out the battle report that he hadn't had time to watch in the early morning, and quickly read it.

The first one, also a common one, instantly pulls Tang Qi's thoughts into the "mystery" of boiling chaos.

"The current Condor Common Light Pope" Charles I "recently announced that he will carry out the decree of the confessor, whether it is Martin Sims himself, or followers such as the thorn sword saint, Ludwig, etc. Dominated by dozens of red-robed bishops, they will hold various relics and encircle Ludwig, who is parasitized by the second rotten head. "

"Anyone who obstructs the church will be considered an enemy, and there will be no amnesty!"

"Tonight, the holy light will shine a dark, nothingness mysterious world."

After several breaths, Tang Qi put down almost the same report.

There is little need to guess, any extraordinary person can anticipate the situation in the "mystery" tonight.

Bright Church!

This behemoth that could not be imagined was finally completely moved.

As soon as the brief "declaration" came out, not only the entire federation, but the entire origin star was in shock.

All the extraordinary organizations, including those that are notorious and lawless, such as the Rotting Head, the Council of Eternal Life, the Mum Sanatorium, the Doomsday School ... these lunatics have to think about whether to fight against the angry church.

The answer is clear.

Even if it is official, it will choose to retreat temporarily. This is also the position of the "Holy Eagle Nest". The members rejected the proposal of the "Routing Speaker" from the church to collectively pursue Ludwig. At the same time, they chose to uphold neutral.

Almost all the transcendentals will be watching tonight between the violent church and the "St. Confessor" Martin Sims camp.

Although Martin Sims has a huge reputation, few people are optimistic about him.

"No one can imagine the power of the church."

In Tang Qi's heart, when he uttered this sentence, there was an inexplicable excitement in his tone.

Soon, he took out the quill pen and white paper again. During this time, his communication with Mrs. Rowling never stopped.

On the copy of the knowledge seeker, Mrs. Rowling's answer to Tang Qi's last questions quickly appeared.

After skipping most of them, Tang Qi's eyes fell on one of the most conspicuous questions and answers.

"Dear Tang, although I do n’t know which **** you want to reincarnate, out of our friendship, I must remind you that this is an extremely dangerous act, and there is no standard answer at all."

"Gods can't look directly, cannot be divination, can't be blasphemy ... Maybe you can make some guesses, but there is a high probability that they will fail. Unless you also become a god, you may not be misled.

...

"In this gossip sharing, Mr. Pedro really got into trouble. He has an abnormal relationship with the special containment, but he has always abided by the code of conduct of the agent. Every time he communicates with the containment, he will strictly The decontamination procedure, but he did not expect that the exotic creature forced to accelerate the breeding process in order to leave offspring, and gave birth to more than tens of thousands of eggs in three seconds, directly flooding the containment room. "

"Although the base responded in a timely manner, all eggs were removed and re-contained, but when the room was cleaned, Pedro and the special containment were suffocated."

"... So love needs to be cautious."

Tang Qi didn't expect the shocking gossip last time, there will be a follow-up ending, and it is even more incredible.

Although it was a "tragedy", it somewhat diluted Tang Qi's heavy thoughts.

There was a smile in the corner of his mouth, and then Tang Qi raised the quill.

There was no quick reply. After a few seconds of pause in the air, it fell.

To my best friend Rose:

"I think I need to tell you frankly that this is probably the last reply I will make in the next period of time. I will participate in an extremely dangerous adventure, which may make me fall, or it may be connected to me. The presence."

"For this, I need a painful cut ..."

Writing here, Tang Qi paused again, shook his head and crossed out the few words he just wrote out. Although the copy reply of the knowledge seeker can be set to "timed upload", there are still some risks.

Although Tang Qi and Mrs. Rowling have established a trust relationship.

This can be seen from the fact that he can know the rare real name of Mrs. Rowling.

Although the two have not met before, they can clearly feel that they have a tacit understanding on the spiritual level. In addition to the recognition of the other ’s spirit of knowledge and profound knowledge between the "polyscientists", there is more personality Resonance at the level.

After several weeks of frequent exchanges, both of them knew each other's secrets.

Tang Qi believes that even if he writes the content, Mrs. Rowling will not reveal anything.

But for his own safety, as well as Mrs. Rowling's own safety, Tang Qi still chose to strike out the above content.

Then he went on to write:

"I ’m going to take a dangerous adventure, that leaves me no time to communicate with you ... Believe me, this is a very painful thing for me who is hungry for knowledge. It is predictable that I will miss you very much. And the amazing gossip you shared. "

"Please allow me to say goodbye to you briefly. I will look forward to the next exchange very much. I wish my best friend, beautiful and wise Rose, keep a healthy body, and the spirit of never-ending exploration and knowledge."

"Your friend, Tang Qi."

After writing a restrained, brief reply, Tang Qi read it carefully, and set up a "timed upload" in silence. After a few days, Mrs. Rowling would receive his reply.

Instead of putting the copy back in the drawer as usual, it was stuffed into the stomach of bulimia.

After doing this, Tang Qi leaned slightly against the back of the chair and turned gently, and the whole person faced the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The extremely beautiful Longxinbao under the night and the scene of the Green Dragon's Back Lake reflected in his eyes. .

After a few seconds of serious appreciation, Tang Qi's heart has been arriving at a certain moment of calculation.

"The answer will be revealed soon."

When Tang Qi spit out this sentence, the dim light automatically generated in front of him.

Inside, the shocking scene that is happening within the "mystery" is quickly reflected.

It seems that there is no dark nihility of the concept of time. It is like a frozen picture. The scene depicted is a powerful epic, a myth that mortals can't imagine.

The army of bright knights on white horses, warriors in heavy armor, arbiters with sharp swords, and bishops in red robes ... The kingdom of light.

Above the kingdom, endless angel phantoms appeared.

They are singing:

Revenge is on me ... I will retaliate!

Revenge is on me ... I will retaliate!

Deep in the space filled with light, thorns were born, and shadows were born. In the gap between light and shadow, there was a scarred, corpse-like figure sitting on the plate. "Clothes", the second rotten head on his shoulders seemed to have lost vitality, quietly leaning against Ludwig's ear.

Ludwig, with his head hanging down, his chapped, blood-stained mouth, opened and closed at a slow rate, as if to admonish or preach.

"No ... practice ..."

"That's ... the magic road!"

His voice was extremely weak.

Under the divine light, his life flame will be completely extinguished.

Facing the encirclement and suppression of the Bright Church for a long time, even though there is a lot of help left by the "Holy Confessor" and the existence of the thorns suit, it still can not prevent Ludwig from going to death. A trial of death.

Tang Qi, and the strong men on the mysterious side, watched this scene.

Everyone knows that there will be no war at all. Any "light knight" stepping forward can kill Ludwig and take off the thorn suit from him.

But at this time, no one moves.

Everyone in the church seems to be waiting for something to come.

Suddenly, the singing of the angels reached its peak.

The kingdom of light that surrounded Ludwig, like a huge "ball of light", penetrated mystery and landed in a disintegrating world. When all the peeping strongmen adapted to the chaotic and violent light fragments, The kingdom has come to the Federation.

Boom!

Ludwig's fragile body ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ suddenly fell on a hard, mottled metal surface. When the flame of his life fluctuated violently, everyone saw him at this time.

Carthage, above the crown of the statue of the Lord of Thorns.

The sharp, mottled copper thorns cut Ludwig's already fragile skin, crimson blood, and dots scattered on the bird's dung and dust that had accumulated on the top of the idol for many years, and his body rolled down.

After the first glance, no one went to see Ludwig. Everyone was across a distant space. They looked at the one dressed in a golden vest, wearing red shoes, red gloves, and wearing a superposition of countless crowns. The silhouette of the bright crown.

He held his head high, cold and noble, as if he were the "lord" of this world.

He stepped on the mottled stone bricks in the square of thorns, step by step, toward the statue of the thorns.

In his hands, he held a roll of ancient "contracts" that could not be described directly.

"God's contract?"

In the minds of everyone, unbelievable thoughts emerged.