The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

"Camilo?"

"Wake up."

Camillo opened his eyes slightly, his vision was distracted, and he seemed to be on the verge of dying. He was like a person drowning in the depths of the sea, struggling upwards, reporting the last sliver of obsession, and finally swam to the surface with difficulty.

Sobika touched his forehead and said softly, "Come on, get up and drink the medicine."

He closed his eyes in disappointment, and said hoarsely:

"...Take me to Amedeo..."

Sobika didn't even dare to let him blow the wind, how could he be willing to risk his life to go to Helan, so he could only coax him: "I have already asked the soldiers to go to Helan to find him, and now we have contacted him. Wait, he will come back to see you tonight."

"...No, I won't wait, I'm going to find him..."

Camillo just gave up on this idea, because he also faintly felt that something was wrong, and he had to see that Mei was safe and sound with his own eyes, so that he could feel at ease.

Regardless of whether Amedeo has changed his mind, no matter what the failure of hemolysis is, or what is the matter with the enchanted dagger in the assassin's hand, Camillo doesn't want to pursue it anymore, as long as Amedeo is safe and sound .

"..." Sobika was silent for a long time, then sighed softly, "Okay, I'll take you to see him."

Figira's face changed: "He is so weak, how can he use the teleportation array, don't you think..."

Then, under Figira's unbelievable eyes, Sobika raised his staff, drew a pentagram, and shouted: "Witchcraft? Time reversal!"

Camillo stopped breathing in the dazzling light, but his soul traveled across time and space, and came to Aerys hundreds of years ago.

The lost 50 years will be compensated to you now.

There was no war, no betrayal, his daughter obediently followed him, and Amedeo was by his side. The two officially exchanged rings in the church. That was the most perfect 50 years of Camillo's life.

But no one knew that on the day when the 50 years ended, Camillo called Simona to his room and said something.

——Mona, there is one thing I must ask you to do.

—When the day comes, you go to Harran with this jeweled necklace.

——It contains the last remnant of my soul, take me to see Amedeo.

The horseshoes galloped past quickly, kicking up wanton dust.

Yuesemona rushed towards Helan non-stop, and finally saw the city gate that had been turned into ruins in the flames of war. She took out a gemstone necklace from her chest. It was not a precious style, but she held it firmly Holding the gemstone, his expression was firm.

"Who is it, stop!" The enemy guard at the gate of Helan shouted.

Yuesemona squinted her eyes in the sunlight, and drew a long sword from her back, without slowing down, slashed across the man's chest.

"Killer!" "Someone broke into the city!" "Stop her! Shoot an arrow!"

Yue Simona went straight to the square in front of the palace. At this moment, dense crowds were crowding around the square. In the center of the square stood a cross, and a blond man with wounds was tied there. Even under such circumstances, he is still astonishingly beautiful, from the deep facial features, slender neck, to the delicate collarbone, his whole body exudes a shimmer.

Most of the people recognized him, the Demon God Amedeo. Seeing that such a handsome man was about to be executed, the onlookers sighed.

But he deserved it, and let him have that disgusting relationship with Camillo.

Representing the justice of the divine court, the presiding judge finished reading Amedeo's series of crimes, "Amedeo, are you convicted?"

Amedeo stared at him closely, wishing to burn him to ashes, but within a few seconds, cold sweat began to break out on his face, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The cross was drawing his divine power again, and every time when he was about to faint, it woke him up again with heart-piercing pain.

He even began to look forward to death a little bit, he couldn't bear it anymore, it was too painful.

"Stop!" Yuesemona charged straight from the crowd on horseback. At that moment, she crushed the gemstone necklace in her hand, and a black force burst out like lightning.

When the smoke cleared, the person standing there was actually Camelot.

The presiding judge suddenly stared wide-eyed, his face turned pale with fright, before he could say anything, Camillo grabbed his neck, "It turned out to be someone from Shenting, hehe, tell me what crime I committed?"

The dark god was already too strong to be within Shenting's control, and the presiding judge was powerless to resist, his face was flushed, and he kicked his feet and struggled in a panic.

"It's too low for me to hear."

Camillo smiled, his pupils completely turned blood red, and in an instant, dark elements enveloped the presiding judge's body. The man screamed and twisted his body, his face deformed in pain.

In just a few seconds, the presiding judge was corroded into ashes by the dark elements amidst the screams.

The sudden change stunned the crowd, and after a while, they realized that the panic was the Dark God!The dark god who ruined the world is back!

"May." Camillo sighed and called the name he thought about day and night, "I'm late."

Hearing Camillo's voice, Amedeo felt an uncontrollable sourness surge up, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Camilo...is it really you? Is it really you? They all say you're dead. "

"Don't believe their nonsense," the dark element burned the cross, and Camillo gently embraced Amedeo in his arms, "I'm here, don't cry."

Amedeo held onto Camillo's hand, fearing that what he saw was a hallucination, fearing that Camillo would suddenly disappear, but he felt an unusual coolness in Camillo's hand, "Are you cold?"

"Well, a little bit." Camillo smiled, "If you lie in my arms obediently, I won't be cold."

"Ka, as long as you're fine..." Amedeo hugged Camillo tightly, trying hard to keep his tears from falling. "I love you." One thing he didn't tell Camillo was that he had lost his powers, and a god who lost his powers had only a few hours to live.

Camillo kissed his hair tenderly, "Don't worry, with me here, you will be fine."

He jumped to a high place with Amedeo in his arms, and sat down on the roof of the ruins. Yuesemona was a little worried: "Your Majesty, don't we leave? What if the enemy army comes?"

Camelot said, "Let them come."

Not long after, there was a clash of weapons in the distance, and Maya rushed here with the soldiers. She was also shocked for a moment when she saw Camillo, and then shed tears uncontrollably, "You are still alive, That's great! It's really good..."

"Maya," Camillo looked at Maya, the leader of the army, and said in a gentle but extremely indifferent command tone, "Let your troops withdraw from Helan."

"Father, father." Maya's face was pale. She couldn't believe that Camillo still loved Amedeo. She clearly cast a curse, and it was impossible for the two people to meet each other.

But why is my father still hugging Amedeo now, no, this is wrong, there must be something wrong with it!

Camillo didn't have the patience to wait for her to figure it out, and slowly said word by word: "If you don't withdraw, I will kill you."

Maya trembled for a moment, unable to believe what she just said, "Father!"

Camillo turned a deaf ear to him, gently stroking Amedeo's long hair, bowed his head and kissed, "Don't look, I don't want you to see me kill someone."

For a moment when everyone didn't realize it, a terrifying layer of black paint had emerged on the ground, and countless dark elements gathered together, making people's scalps tingle.

Maya backed away in fear, and finally cried out: "Withdraw the army! Quickly withdraw!"

But she gave the order to withdraw the troops too late, and the undercurrent had already rushed towards the crowd, like a raging magma, melting the houses into ashes, people and plants into ashes, and devouring everything.

It was Maya who remembered that she knew the space transfer technique. She chanted the spell tremblingly, and the blue light array gathered over the city to transfer the survivors out, but in the end, only a few hundred people survived.

After everything calmed down, except for the building where Camelot was sitting, the whole of Helan was razed to scorched ground.

Camillo finally let go of Amedeo. He stared at the kissed red lips with some nostalgia, and said softly: "May, our baby is about to be born. When you return to Seville, help Heal the wound, then watch the dragon egg hatch, raise the child, teach him how to read..."

Amedeo hesitated to speak. He listened to Camillo's description of such a happy future, his vision gradually blurred, "Ca, but, I have no supernatural power, and soon..."

Camillo patted him on the shoulder tenderly, "You will be fine."

Amedeo raised his head, he knew that Camillo would not make such a joke, but was what he said true?he won't die?

"You will not die." Camillo repeated solemnly, "my divine power will protect you from the erosion of time, and you will retain the lifespan of a god, and live a very long time. Go to Seville now, Moon Sergeant Mona will be with you."

"Then you won't go back to Seville with me?"

"No," Camillo kissed him again, "I'll wait for you at Seville."

The final chapter, the next "The Beloved God"

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