The hero is a luminous body

"Welcome to the 190th [-]th Continental Young Professionals Elite Tournament~~~! We are Gemini hosts Bubble and Momo~~!" The young people and women on the stage said with a smile, wearing Wearing a collar pin in the style of the competition emblem engraved with a loudspeaker circle, through this, he can spread his voice to the audience.

And there is also a huge magic circle engraved on the huge stone platform. The light blue material carrying huge energy flows slowly in the ditch of the magic circle, sometimes glowing faintly.If a knowledgeable formation mage sees it, he will be amazed at the complexity and delicacy of this formation.This is an interlocking multiple formation, which can not only deal with the energy spillage on the stage and protect the audience in the stands, but it is also a mother formation.As long as you draw the corresponding sub-array at any place, you can watch the situation on the stage in real time.This formation was drawn by a formation master more than 300 years ago. Speaking of which, he was also the champion of the formation master group in the elite competition.

"Next, I invite His Excellency Borg, the Holy Order Warrior and Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy See, to give a speech~~~!" The male host named "Bubble" shouted excitedly.

"Your Excellency Bishop! Your Excellency Bishop!..." Shouts burst out from the stands like a tidal wave.

"Tsk, there are quite a lot of fans of the Holy See." Dylan whispered in Luo Yi's ear.

"Speak carefully." Unexpectedly, Ke Ke, who was sitting next to him, also heard it, and said coldly.

"..." Dylan froze, turned his head and smiled flatteringly.

"It's not so much the Holy See, but His Excellency the Bishop." Luo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the uncontrollable cold light in his eyes, and said lightly.

"That's right, the presence of the Pope is far inferior to that of His Excellency the Bishop." Dylan sighed, "The Pope has not appeared in front of everyone for many years, let alone..." Dylan blinked at Luo Yi eyes, pointing to the sky.

"...You talk a lot, don't you?" Ke Ke coldly knocked off his raised fingers.

"I was wrong." Dylan put his hands on his lap obediently, and sat upright.

"Tch." Carroll glanced at him and snorted disdainfully.

"...May the light last forever!" The kind-hearted old man who smiled on the stage brushed the red robe on his body, and finally said slowly.

"May the light live forever! May the light live forever! May the light live forever!" The people in the audience began to shout excitedly, and the gathered sound waves almost activated the protective circle.

Borg stroked his beard, looked at these crazy believers, and smiled very proudly.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed in from the sidelines, approaching quickly, and roared, "Old Borg! Give back my wife and child! Ah——! Kill you!!! Kill you!!!"

"Roar——!!!" An angry howl of wolves resounded throughout the arena—it turned out that the person who rushed in was a werewolf, and he couldn't control his berserk transformation while running.

"Knights! Knights! Protect Your Excellency! Where are the guards!?" Someone shouted loudly, but the voice couldn't match the werewolf's speed at all.

In the blink of an eye, the werewolf who suddenly appeared was already close to Borg.

"Hmph, overthinking one's abilities." Borg put away the smile on his face. When he was not smiling, he lost the deliberate kindness, and his whole face looked sinister and arrogant.

When the werewolf jumped in front of him, he grabbed the wolf's neck at an invisible speed.

"Great warrior level nine, really good strength. Northern werewolf, don't be the only one left to die. Heh, heresy." Borg said softly, with an indifferent cold light in his eyes, and then he exerted force with his hand, the werewolf It fell down softly.

A sudden storm dissipated before it even stirred up a storm. The knights and guards rushed to clean up the scene quickly, and there was no trace of a werewolf who had just died here.

At this time, the panicked crowd looked at the stage helplessly and began to whisper.

Borg made a pressing gesture, and everyone fell silent.

"I think everyone has seen it. This is the terrible thing about heresy. People who don't believe in the light naturally only have killing in their hearts. They take blood for pleasure and are proud of killing. When dealing with heresy, they can only hit with one blow. Cut the weeds and root them out!" Borg said, wiping his hands slowly.

"..." Luo Yi felt a pain in his heart and clenched his fists involuntarily.

"..." There was an unspeakable silence.

"But, but..." A little girl said timidly. Her voice was not loud, but she pierced the frozen lake like a sharp knife in the silent arena, breaking the terrible silence.

Luo Yi looked at the little girl following everyone's gaze. The girl was wearing a washed-white wine-red dress, and she was probably being watched by everyone. She nervously pinched the worn-out patched rabbit in her hand. The doll opened and closed her lips, murmuring but did not dare to utter a word.

"It's okay, you can tell." Borg smiled kindly and said.

Probably the archbishop in red smiled very kindly, which greatly relieved the tension in the little girl's heart. She mustered up her courage and said, "But, he once talked to me about his child with a smile, and he is a girl just like me. , is six years old this year, has awakened the talent of a warrior, and will become a powerful female werewolf in the future..."

"I thought, that must be a child like me. Why, why is it a heresy? Aren't heresies scary and bloody?" The little girl hugged the rabbit doll, her big eyes confused and puzzled look at everyone.

"I..." Before the little girl finished speaking, a middle-aged woman rushed in. The woman interrupted her by hugging her, then pulled her to kneel down and begged, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency , This is all Nana's nonsense, she never talked to that person at all, you believe me, you believe us!"

"Have an affair with a heretic, listen to the words of a heretic, you have fallen, become the lackeys of the heretic, and are no longer worthy of being believers in the light." Borg shook his head pityingly.

"No, Your Excellency, please spare us, Your Excellency, Nana is innocent! She is just a child, Your Excellency!" The woman struggled to get close to Borg on the stage, but was ruthlessly stopped by the guards .

Borg sighed, turned his head away as if he couldn't bear it, and then waved his hand and said, "What a child, you should suffer for him."

The knight standing by tapped the hilt of his sword on his chest, then got off the stage and took the woman away.

"Mom?" The little girl was stopped by the guards, holding the rabbit doll in her hand, and watched blankly as the knight took her mother away.

"Mom?" The little girl wanted to follow, but was stopped by the solid arm of the guard.

Until the woman disappeared at the exit, the little girl could not catch up.After a while, the guard withdrew, leaving the girl standing there.

There was silence.

"Anything related to heresy will surely perish it." Borg sighed lightly, "There must be obstacles in the way of light, and what I do is the will of light." The old man in red raised his waist The long sword made a "beep", and the heavy muffled sound of the hilt hitting the chest overwhelmed the little girl's murmurs.

"May the light last forever." Borg lowered his head, showing great pain.

"..."

"... light... save."

"...May the light last forever." A few scattered voices sounded from the corner, and then the cry spread to the entire stand again.

"Long live the light! Long live the light!"

The little girl, neglected by all, was alone and drowned in the excited stream of people standing up.

Luo Yi clenched his fists, and was about to take advantage of the chaos to cross the crowd to find the girl. He couldn't confront the Holy See and the archbishop in red at this time. It would not be wise to provoke a powerful enemy when he was fledgling.He has always been good at forbearance, but he will settle these bloody debts with the Holy See one by one in the future.The most urgent task is to protect the little girl as soon as possible. She is still so young and should not be a victim under the control of theocracy.

"Don't move." As soon as Luo Yi stood up, she felt a hand gently resting on her shoulder.He couldn't help but froze, but soon relaxed again, and said softly, "Why are you here? Didn't you have something to do to come to the opening ceremony?"

"The matter is over," Di Lian pressed Luo Yi's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I've already had that little girl taken away. Don't be impulsive. It's not the time yet."

"... Huh." Luo Yi let out a breath before saying in a deep voice, "I just... think I should do something, I can't be so indifferent."

"If you can't bear it, you will make big plans, Xia Xia." Di Lian raised her hand and patted Luo Yi's head comfortingly.

Luo Yi nodded, only to notice that Dylan beside him had been silent for a long time.

If Carol is said to be indifferent and calm with nothing to do with him, but Keke is cold and calm without showing his emotions or anger, then it is surprising that Dylan, who has always been bluffing, can remain calm at this time. Unexpected.

"Dylan?" The sound wave has been much smaller, probably because the emotions of the audience have gradually calmed down.Luo Yi tugged on Dylan's sleeve, but seeing that there was no response, she couldn't help shaking her hand in front of him worriedly.

At this time, everyone had sat down quietly, waiting for the opening ceremony to continue.Dylan just came back to his senses, smiled at Luo Yi in a flustered and forced manner, and sat down, but still looked absent-minded.

"What's wrong?" Coco asked softly.

"It's okay, the individual competition is about to start, and the pressure is a bit high." Dylan smiled palely.

Ke Ke stared at him for a while, and then said lightly: "It's better to be like this." But her hand touched Dylan's hanging hand lightly, seemingly unintentionally.

Dylan came back to his senses as if he had been electrocuted for a moment, blushing and started another kind of distraction...

"Tsk. Sour smell." Carol snorted coldly.