The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Heretics, demons, monsters!!!"

Roya, with only one head left, shouted in horror in this deep and dark alley. His blood-stained face was filled with only madness and ferocity. He used all the words that some people used to describe him. On Roy's body.

The torn body around him and the dirty blood splattered on the wall were converging on Roy's head in a seemingly slow but unswerving way, stealing the secrets of the princess from the true ancestor. The power made Roja's immortality beyond human imagination.

However, at this time, the Dead Apostle, who possessed extremely strong immortality, saw the figure wearing the robes, slowly walking towards him, and his broken heart felt like He mentioned it again, and was frightened into silence.

He had a hunch that the Dongzheng Patriarch in front of him, who was supposed to be a 'civilian', had the ability to kill him. It was not the so-called killing that caused him to reincarnate again, but he could kill him. The ability to completely annihilate his soul here and now

"Gluttony!"

With a gentle smile on his face, Roy read out a word to Roja who had only one head left, which frightened him.

Roy's body once again exuded the pure and deep power of original sin, which was like It is a wild beast that lives in the age of gods and in hell. It opens its mouth and wants to swallow the enemy in front of it. What it swallows is not flesh and blood, but soul and existence.

"Ah ah ah————————"

Just sensing the horror of 'Gluttony', Roja screamed like crazy, just like a woman walking in an alley late at night who suddenly encountered a gangster, screaming for no reason.

Although Roja's current body is indeed that of a woman.

When Enolai saw the twenty-seventh ancestor of the Dead Apostle being so frightened, she couldn't help laughing and almost laughed, but soon she couldn't laugh anymore. The blue eyes that stared at Roy's back were shining brightly. Filled with intense desire.

Magic in the Age of Gods, yes, this is magic. Although the church calls itself 'baptismal chant', magicians all know that the so-called 'baptism' used by the church is actually magic, but the foundation is based on the Bible. by.

Since two thousand years ago, magicians' magic has been inseparable from the concepts of 'God' and 'angels'. Many magic tricks are related to the Bible, but members of the church have faith in the 'Lord', while magicians just Harnessing the power of the 'Lord', this is the biggest difference between the two.

The church wants to eliminate all mysteries and let all miracles belong to the 'Lord', while the magicians are even more eager to return to the Age of Gods, when many gods still existed and magic was the era when hundreds of schools of thought contended.

So whether he is a magician or a priest of the church, he brought magic back to the age of the gods, and he brought true ether back to the world again. For magicians, this is everything they are chasing.

Enola took a deep breath and felt the 'true ether' filled in the Great Source. Although these true ethers were dissipating at an extremely fast speed, at this moment she was in a daze as if she was drunk. , letting out a breathy groan.

To the magician, this taste from the Age of Gods is as coveted as a drunkard encountering the most beautiful wine in the world.

Roy walked up to the Snake of Akasha and kicked him in the head like a football. When he saw the head rolling around in the alley, he smiled gently and said:"……Mr. Roya, do you want to tell me how you feel now?"

The dead apostle, whose face was covered with blood, stared at Roy with wide eyes. The fear in the depths of his eyes was almost overflowing. The twisted expression was mixed with horror, which made people feel sick.

"Mr. Roya, the founder of the burial agency, I can give you a chance to live."

Roy is like a holy angel, merciful to the world. When Roya, who has gone blank in his mind, heard this sentence, he seemed to have grasped the last straw and shouted desperately:"……real? Can you not kill me?!"

He wanted to ask Roy why he did this, but he was afraid that after he asked this question, the other party would reply with a smile, 'Then I'll just kill you.' So Roy tried his best to suppress the emotion in his heart. Doubts, a desire for survival burst out in his eyes.

He is obsessed with eternal life, and what he fears most is death. Otherwise, he would not have tricked the princess of the true ancestor more than seven hundred years ago and stole her power to complete the reincarnation.’

"Of course, I won't let you go without reason. You need to promise me not to hurt innocent people, and you have to tell me what I want to know. I will leave a mark on you. If you break your promise, then I will I will hunt you to the ends of the earth again."

Roy half-crouched in front of the Akasha snake with only one head left, and spoke softly.

"I promise you, I promise you, I will never suck anyone's blood again, nor will I turn anyone into a ghoul. I will tell you whatever you want to know...but, but how do you let it happen? I trust you won't lie to me."

In order to survive, even if he kneels down and begs for mercy humbly, Roja will do it. This deceiver is such a despicable person, so the twenty-seven ancestors of the dead disciples all disdain him.

"You can choose not to believe me, it all depends on your choice."

As Roy spoke, a blood-red sword appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he began to pray in a low voice, as if he was about to execute a heretic.

"No, no, no, I believe in you, I believe in you, your great majesty!"

Seeing the tip of the sword that made his soul tremble pointed at him, Roja hurriedly shouted

"Since we trust each other, Mr. Roya, as the founder of the burial agency, please tell me some secrets about the Narubarek family in the burial agency."

"……"

……

"You...why do you want to let Roja go?"

After leaving the alley and walking on the streets of St. Petersburg again, Enola couldn't help but ask the mysterious patriarch next to her. She lowered her head slightly and her tone couldn't help but become respectful.

"Because as long as Roja is alive, one person will appear here."

Roy did not hide anything and directly told Enolai the reason why he let Roja go.

Princess Clock Tower, who was very familiar with mystical knowledge, widened her beautiful eyes and exclaimed:"……Are you trying to lure out the True Ancestor’s princess?"

"Yes, you see the current situation is chaotic enough, so how about letting the princess of the True Ancestor join in to make things even more chaotic? After I guessed that the Dead Apostle who appeared here was the Snake of Akasha, I already sent people to monitor outside the Millennium City."

Roy's expression of being in control of everything made Enolai's body tremble. Seeing the gentle smile on the face of the Eastern Patriarch, she felt cold all over, thinking it was the smile of a devil.

"By the way, madam, please come back to the church with me now"

"Why should I go to church with you? Isn't there no danger here?"

Inolai retorted subconsciously.

"Hey, madam, have you forgotten that the church and the Magic Association are hostile. As an enemy, you are now a prisoner."

Roy stopped, turned his head and looked at the magician beside him, and said with a smile on his face.

Enola opened her mouth, but was shocked that she could no longer say anything to refute. She felt as if she had entered wolf den

……

Far away in a valley in Germany, there stands an illusory castle. Several agents are hiding in the valley, watching the gate of the castle with serious faces.

"Your Majesty said that we should monitor the 'Princess of the True Ancestor' here and invite her to St. Petersburg when she wakes up."

One of the representatives said to the colleague next to him with a solemn face.

"Well... Your Majesty doesn't seem to have the power to mobilize our agents. Why are we so obedient and come here?"

Another representative asked with some doubts at this time.

Several other representatives looked stunned and felt a little incredible. In front of that crown prince, they always felt peaceful in their souls, and what the crown prince ordered Every order given by them seemed to be the will of the 'Lord', which they could not refuse.

"Okay, stop talking, the gate of Millennium City opened, and as expected, the princess woke up as your Majesty said."

The leader stopped the others from speaking.

……

A full moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone along the patio into the dark interior of the castle. At the throne of the castle, a princess with perfect posture opened her blood-red pupils.

"Roya!"

Princess Tan opened her mouth slightly, and her hatred turned into a simple name. With the sound of iron chains colliding, the bright moon above her head turned into vermilion.

As the thousand-year lock was put away, the princess in a white dress Landing lightly from the sky, she walked silently through the palace where the throne was located, walked through the long corridors and dilapidated courtyards, and walked out of the gate of the Millennium City.

Before Her Royal Highness could determine the direction she needed to go, she She saw several agents rushing towards her.