Chapter 1127 (1/2)

Gabriel looked at Zhang Ziling quietly, the fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his expression became indifferent.

After accepting his own end, Gabriel's heart also became suddenly up.

Looking at Gabriel's present appearance, Zhang Ziling's mouth was also slightly raised, and said faintly: ”interesting guy, it's a pity...”

”You're already the guy's men.” Zhang Ziling shook his head and then pressed his hand on Gabriel's forehead.

”Take it easy and finally have a breath of fresh air.” Zhang Ziling spoke softly to Gabriel, as if he were talking to a friend for many years.

”Even though it smells like blood, it will not waste the three of you.”

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Gabriel closed his eyes and raised his mouth slightly.

”Thank you.”

Gabriel took a deep breath of the cold air.

Zhang Ziling's palm was full of evil Qi, which slowly penetrated into Gabriel's head.

After the evil Qi entered Gabriel's body, Gabriel's body gradually became illusory.

The spirit of Morgana and Hua both exist in Gabriel's body, entangled with Gabriel's soul.

Now Gabriel has three memories.

When Zhang Ziling extracted these memories, he also erased Gabriel's soul.

When Zhang Ziling took all the memory crystals of Gabriel, he declared his death.

Among the ruins of the Holy See, all the members of the holy see are no longer there. Only the Pope, dressed in a clean white robe, kneels on the ground, looking up at Zhang Ziling in the sky.

Two muddy tears, from the corner of the Pope's eye.

His cultivation has long been gone, and his body can't stand decay.

He was dying.

Now is the last moment of his life. His muddy eyes have been wet with muddy tears. After Zhang Ziling takes out Gabriel's memory crystal and asks the Pope to send away the last member of the Vatican.

The life of the Pope will come to an end.

At this time, Gaye also rushed to the ruins of the Holy See Gabriel turned into smoke and dust, completely dissipated.

In the palm of Zhang Ziling's palm, a clear crystal is floating slowly. In the crystal, you can see the fast flashing picture.

Each frame represents a memory of Gabriel.

Huge, hundreds of thousands of years, memories.

It's all contained in Zhang Ziling's small crystal.

Gaye stood in the air, the cold wind slowly blowing her hair.

Three fallen saints, so

It fell.

Without the wailing of all things and the wailing of the road, it is like an ordinary lonely old man who died quietly and quietly without any impact on the world.

Nobody cares.

Zhang Ziling calmly looked at the memory crystal in his hand, and his expression was indifferent. From Zhang Ziling's expression, we can't see what Zhang Ziling is thinking.

After a long silence, Zhang Ziling put away Gabriel's memory crystal and did not rush to pry.

All the monks from the cities around the Vatican came to the ruins of the Vatican and surrounded the huge ruins of the Vatican.

All the friars looked at Zhang Ziling in the sky in silence.

Gilgamesh is still healing the fallen angels who are unconscious. Gaye is quietly suspended in the sky, and the Pope

He kneels alone in front of the ruins of the papal temple, with no eyes.

When the monks saw what the Pope looked like, they were all very moved.

The Holy See, once so powerful, is now left in ruins, and the Knights' colleges all over Europe are withered.

The king, who is high above, is like a humble old man, kneeling in front of all people, losing his former style.

The faces of the great men who knew the Pope were very complicated at the moment.

Such a hero came to such an end

Thinking of this, all the friars looked at Zhang Ziling in the sky and felt more and more deeply.

The ninth emperor is still so young, still so brilliant.

Today, invincible.

Among the monks, Li Shuangyan tightly held the sword in her hand, and her emotion flowed in her beautiful eyes.

A middle-aged woman standing next to Li Shuangyan sighs and hugs Li Shuangyan into her arms.