His Highness the Son moves the cat online

"Is it hot?" Wu Meiren's expression turned cold, he lowered his eyes and asked softly: "Can you feel it, in which direction does it emit the highest heat?"

"East." Dijiaer pointed in one direction: "I can probably detect that this string of necklaces... is pointing in one direction."

Wu Meiren nodded as a default.

"Over there, there should be something important, right?" Dijiaer leaned forward, lowered his head slightly and said, "Witch, let's go over there, and I'll get you whatever you want."

"Your Highness Dijiaer, you are really..." Wu Meiren shook her head and let out a muffled laugh, and said as if mocking herself: "If you continue like this, I can't help but want to tell you everything."

"Then I will wait until the day you are willing to tell the truth." Di Jia also smiled: "You have given up concealing it now, maybe in a few days... I can guess it without you telling me."

The witch beauty shook her head and didn't speak, but the slime above Dijiaer's head who had been ignored all the time said in a childish voice: "I can still see cross-racial feelings in my lifetime, tsk tsk, it's really insightful."

"When did you climb on top of my head? Come down for me." Dijiaer stretched out his hand and wanted to catch the slime, but the other party said, "I just want to be higher, don't you?" Let me lie on my stomach, then I will go to the big beauty's side."

The witch beauty was covered in goose bumps by the word 'beauty'. Before he could respond, Dijiaer said irritably, "Lie down, and I'll roast you straight away if you keep talking." eat."

The slime stopped talking, found a comfortable position and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. After all, they are both high-level monsters, and they will always relax him a lot in close contact. Of course, the big beauty is also good.

Wu Meiren and Dijiaer took a short rest on the spot, replenished their energy briefly, and then they rushed towards the east of the forest.

For some unknown reason, there were obviously more monsters on the way than before, and even the drowsy slime was forced to wake up, looking around with big golden eyes.

Until a big bird about seven or eight meters long flew overhead, the slime suddenly shouted: "Don't go! There is danger ahead!"

"Get to the point." Di Jiaer stopped, with a serious expression: "This place is weird, what do you know, tell me quickly."

"It's a wave of beasts." The slime shrank his body: "These monsters are not afraid of us, which means that there should be monsters above the red rank nearby."

Di Jiaer frowned, he shrugged his nose and said, "Impossible, I didn't smell the breath of high-level monsters."

"That's why I find it strange..." Slime couldn't help shrinking his body: "But we stand here, and they don't have any other reactions. Could it be...they don't feel deterrent?"

Di Jiaer clenched his fists subconsciously. After a while, he let out a deep breath and said, "Perhaps you are right. There are indeed other high-level monsters here."

"……Um?"

"Because only by staying near high-level monsters for a long time and getting used to its deterrent power, can we be unafraid of us." Di Jiaer stretched out his hand towards the witch beauty, and he nodded slightly: "I can feel it, you have to find The things are nearby, but... we are afraid that we will have to hide for a while."

"Why?" Wu Meiren handed him her hand without any hesitation: "Is there any danger approaching?"

"Beast tide." Dijiaer pulled him and ran towards a raised hill: "There is also the Temple of Light, the Magic Association... and some people in the palace."

"Sounds so exciting." Slime yawned: "Should we hide first and wait for them to finish?"

"Wait and see what happens." Dijiaer took the witch beauty to hide quickly, and just as they hid, a group of people ran over from a distance cursing, the leader was an acquaintance, it was magic The branch president of the association - Meera.

At the same time, a hurricane blew from the depths of the forest, carrying a stench of beasts, and a dull running sound came from far and near from the east, shaking the whole ground slightly.

But at this moment, Wu Meiren suddenly curled up and fell down with a muffled snort. Dijiaer was startled, and hurriedly hugged his body that was about to fall and asked, "Wu! What's wrong with you?!"

"Jiu Mi!" Slime also anxiously uttered a single voice.

"Be careful..." Wu Meiren held her abdomen, his forehead was covered with fine sweat: "It is the source of light."

"witch……"

"It's... Reza Carter..." Wu Meiren bit her lip and said palely, "...he's back, he's back from...hell."

At the same moment, the pope who was far away on the Auer continent suddenly opened his eyes wide. His footsteps swayed slightly, and he was completely gone from his previous calmness. He even gave up half of his prayers.

As if sensing something, the Pope rushed directly in the direction of Colin Firth. He walked in a hurry along the way, stunned by the jaws of all the clergy.

Cardinal Bill was accompanying Colin Firth at this time, and just as he was about to say goodbye and leave, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps behind him.

Thinking that it might be some unruly priest, Bill raised his head and was about to reprimand him, but his face suddenly changed when he saw the person coming.

The pope's hair was slightly disheveled, and even his robe, which was always neat and straight, was wrinkled. His chest was slightly undulating, as if he had trotted all the way here.

Bill knelt on the ground in an instant. He didn't know what happened to make the Pope, who had always been calm and steady, become like this?Could it be that... something major happened to the Magic Association?That shouldn't be the case either.

"Lord Pope." Colin Firth looked calm, as if he had expected it a long time ago, sitting in a wheelchair and nodding his head: "You arrived earlier than I imagined..."

"It's him, he's still alive." The Pope's fingers dangling by his side trembled slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "He's back, and he dared to come back. This time...I'm going to kill him!"

Bill's forehead was pressed against the cold ground. At this moment, his brain was in a mess and his body was cold, and he didn't dare to raise his head to face the Pope.

Colin Firth glanced at Bill from the corner of his eye, and he looked at the Pope in front of him and sighed: "My lord Pope, I know what you want to do, can you...listen to Bishop Anram's opinion?"

Hearing the words, the Pope turned around, and saw Anlam in a red robe standing expressionlessly at the door. The other party took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose in a rare way, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes were unblinking at this moment. Blinking stared at him.

Bill was still kneeling on the ground, and he saw a red hem passing by from the gap, followed by Anram's deep voice.

"My lord pope." Anram raised his chin slightly, and asked with a sneer: "Do you still remember the promise made many years ago?"

The Pope clenched his fists.

"You are the Pope and the backbone of the entire Temple of Light. We will not disobey all your oracles, even if you are wrong." Anlam raised the corners of his mouth and showed a sneer: "But the premise is that you have to bear the burden." It is the responsibility of standing up as the pope not to disturb the entire Temple of Light because of one's own selfish desires."

"Anram!"

"First of all, His Royal Highness Son, just because of his appearance and time of appearance, you don't care about him or even kill him!" An Lamu said sharply: "It's okay if you can find a new source of light! The result? A vehicle that I don't know where to find, also wants to get involved in the source of light!"

"Anram! Are you crazy?!" The pope's plots all along were exposed by him, and he suddenly said angrily: "Don't think that I really dare not kill you!"

"Then you come and kill!" An Lamu waved his sleeves fiercely, and he sneered, "I want to see, kill me, what face do you have to meet His Royal Highness Lante!"

As if being pinched to death, the anger on the Pope's face suddenly froze, replaced by panic and grief that surged up in an instant.

With trembling fingers, he pointed at An Lamu, who also had red eye circles, and said, "Lan, Your Highness Lant, he won't want to see me..."

Colin Firth lowered his head and sighed lowly.

"Listen, Anram, what I have done...is not just for myself." The pope clenched his fingers, stared at Anlam, and said through clenched teeth: "Kill the devil, and be honest with the light." The temple is only good, Rand he will, will understand..."

"Will His Highness Lante understand you?" Anram sneered: "Does it understand that you once again killed the Abyss Demon King for the sake of the Temple of Light? Or does it understand that you want to kill his lover because of the jealousy in your heart... Reza Carter?"

"Shut up!" The pope seemed to be stimulated, he raised his hand, and a magic attack waved towards Anlam.

An Lamu stood where he was, not dodging or dodging, letting the attack knock him down.

Wiping the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, An Lamu first let out an intermittent chuckle, and then raised his head and laughed out loud. He covered his forehead and laughed out of breath: "Verus, are you really angry now? You should take a good look at yourself..."

The Pope was panting heavily, his face was livid, he glanced at Bill who was kneeling beside him, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you see that Bishop Anlam was injured?! Why don't you go and heal him?! "

Bill didn't dare to speak at all. Hearing this, he hurriedly ran towards Anlam. The injury was caused by the Pope himself, and the treatment was also proposed by the Pope himself.

He even faintly doubted now whether the Pope would directly kill him to silence him.

Anram was dishonestly being treated by Bill. He bent one leg, leaned his whole body against the stone pillar behind him, looked at the pope with the corner of his mouth up and mocked: "Verus, you came to see Colin Firth this time. , what exactly do you want to do?"

"You have already guessed it, why are you asking?" The Pope glanced at him coldly, then turned his gaze to Colin Firth who was aside: "I am here this time because I plan to go to... Cangyue Continent in person. "