Chapter 440 (2/2)
Ferran respectfully took the parchment and put the old man's hand into the quilt.
But when he looked up, he saw the old bishop lying quietly on the bed, his eyes closed, his face indifferent, but the corners of his mouth seemed to smile.
Ferran was stunned, and there was a trance at the bottom of his eyes.
The leader of the harvest God's court has been in charge of the God's court for 300 years and has shouldered great responsibilities. Even the three principalities dare not force too much.
He left calmly.
Completed their mission, put down the heavy burden on their shoulders, and passed the torch to the next generation.
His injury was very serious, leaving a trace of power at the holy land level. He just deliberately concealed it. After there was no hope of treatment, he let it penetrate the flesh and let Fei LAN study the dark magic.
He is thinking about the big picture.
After all, after his fall, the three principalities must have an attack on the shenting.
If the new generation of bishops don't have the ability and can't produce strong combat power, don't blame them for their ruthless efforts to divide up the legacy of the divine court.
Personal power is above one power, and the so-called hidden rules between powers are broken and re formulated by the strong.
Knowing that his injury was serious and incurable, he used his last strength in the last period of time and painstakingly created the secret art of prediction to escort the development of shenting in the future.
Ferran stopped and remained silent in front of the old Bishop's bed for a long time.
Finally, he opened his mouth and said softly in a hoarse voice, ”father, this move can create your own advantage and have the shadow of the sword of victory. I will name it -- spring and autumn dream for you.”
”Your contribution, my Lord will always remember...”
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Ferran was immersed in memories.
Young, young, middle-aged, old
After all, he stepped into the extraordinary.
He walked step by step, walking in the memories of rolling time
Years passed, and the young tip blue grew up step by step with his steps, and led the divine court to grow secretly step by step.
Starting from the spring and autumn dream, we will gradually establish a mature combat system. When we read the spring and autumn, grass and trees will become soldiers, and the spring and autumn will become
Stepping into the field of black magic, pretending to be a black magician and torturing the descendants of the murderer who killed his wife and daughter - the shepherd, a family of hundreds of people, old and young, killed everywhere into a river. Their bones and flesh were thrown into the livestock market, eaten by tens of thousands of people, and their skin was refined into a scarecrow. They tortured their souls day and night and didn't want to live.
He also practiced spiritual magic and laid a hindhand. The golden rice garden became the common wealth of the north. The golden rice contained mystery. It flowed through the north and was enjoyed by the upper class for 500 years, hiding a stealth bomb.
He planned to find the future high priest and accept him as an adoptive daughter under the guidance of the oracle.
Adultery with the demon family, support the Promethean family, use resurrection as the bait, alliance with various forces and provoke war.
When the war broke out, the sense of existence was reduced, the magic tower was built step by step, and the disguised identity walked in the north with all means.
All kinds of hardships and hardships, he took steady steps, calculated step by step, and sought to seize the future.
Suddenly, Ferran stopped.
At the end of the Golden Avenue, he was alone and filled with melancholy.
In front of me is a mirror.
In the mirror, it was himself.
No
He looked blankly at the ”Fei Lan” in front of him, and the latter had a smile on his mouth.
”You can finally see me.”
Fei Lan was stunned and immediately realized something.
Their figures dispersed, leaving only a figure blooming in the golden glow.
I am one!