who moved my coffin

Sexus Grindelwald looked at Geliot with reverence, and Geliot couldn't help being moved by the admiration in his eyes.

"Son, you did a good job." Just one sentence filled Sexus' eyes with tears of excitement.

Geliot then moved his gaze away, looking at Heinrich Feldman next to Sexus, his eyes were a little sharp, "From Feldman's family?"

Heinrich bowed slightly, raised his head respectfully but without fear, looked straight into Geliott's eyes, "Yes."

Geliot looked at Heinrich arrogantly, and said sarcastically, "I heard you have a sweetheart?"

This question was too straightforward, and Sexus blushed immediately. Heinrich's obsessive pursuit of him was already an undisclosed secret.

Heinrich still looked at Geliot firmly, and replied as if swearing, "Yes."

Geliott lowered his head slightly, and suddenly a majestic pressure struck, only Heinrich felt the chilling meaning in it, "Career and love often cannot coexist, boy of the Feldman family, if I give you a chance , let you be second only to me, can you give up that unrealistic fantasy?"

Geliott's tone was soft but threatening.

Sexus on the side turned pale, and looked at Geliot in disbelief, but couldn't see the clue from the old devil's cold expression.

Heinrich didn't change his face, and bowed slightly, "This subordinate is willing to contribute everything to Mr. Grindelwald. The wish of Mr. Sexus Grindelwald is my order."

Silence, all the saints present bowed their heads and mourned silently for this brave and infatuated young man. He did not hesitate to reject the support of the old devil on the spot, and he did not give up his heart of coveting the junior Sexus, whom the old devil admired.

Sexus Grindelwald took a step forward and opened his mouth to speak, but was pushed aside by the magic pressure brought out by Geliott's slight wave of his hand.

"Boy, do you know that if a Grindelwald is willing to be subjugated, I would rather kill him." Geliott raised his eyebrows, his eyes turned coldly across Sexus, making the poor blonde The boy's face was pale.

Heinrich was silent for a long time, raised his head and looked at Geliot seriously, and suddenly said, "It's late!"

"Plop!" Little Sexus quickly got up and whispered, "Sorry, the floor is a bit slippery..."

Geliott closed his eyes, and his facial muscles seemed to twitch. When he opened his eyes again, he was murderous. He slowly raised his cane and pointed at Heinrich, but was blocked by a figure.

"Garyot, I did it voluntarily." Sexus didn't know where the courage came from, although his calves were shaking, he still stood up and stood in front of Heinrich.

The expression on Heinrich's face changed from dazed to moved, and then he looked at Sexus's back tenderly, and said softly, "Well, even if we die, we are all together."

"Stinky boy!" Geliott yelled suddenly, extended his cane, passed over Sexus's head, and hit Heinrich hard on the head, one after another, very hard.

"How many times have I told you to concentrate on managing the saints for me? What did you do? You picked up my disciples and grandchildren, and you spread it to me everywhere. How can you let me hand over the scepter to you with confidence, ah! Let you Learn black magic, you give me laziness, let you learn management, you give me sleep, what's wrong with you being talented, don't study hard, and give me puppy love, I think I was more talented than you at the beginning, didn't I just give people to jail went in..."

Heinrich knelt down with his head in his arms and howled, but he still couldn't stop Geliott from running wildly, "Teacher, sir, stop hitting me, my head is about to break, I was wrong, can't I be wrong? I said that I don’t want to be the Dark Lord, don’t force me, Sexus is my other half, since he wants to, wouldn’t it be better to let him, I will definitely help him wholeheartedly, he is mine now , will I still be lazy?"

"Hmph! I don't know your character yet, but if you put in half your mind, you won't be bullied by Voldemort to the door of our saints, and that Cyrus Ilraza who popped up out of nowhere Special, three or two blows will make you messy, and I have to step in to vent your anger for you..."

The saints stared dumbfounded at Geliot chasing Heinrich with his cane, and thus realized that Geliot Grindelwald had chosen an heir from the younger generation long ago, but this heir was really Lurking well enough, Heinrich Feldmann, a completely unobtrusive love interest, is Geliott's true disciple.

Sexus Grindelwald was stunned. He looked at the obviously intimate interaction between Geliott and Heinrich as if he didn't know him, and stammered, "You, are you master and apprentice?"

Heinrich turned his head, looked at Sexus with a gentle smile on his swollen head, "So I said earlier, leave everything to me, don't worry..."

"Crack!" Sexus slapped Heinrich on the face and roared angrily, "Is it a pleasure playing with me? Don't you enjoy watching me play the clown there? You liar !"

With deep eyes, Heinrich suddenly hugged Sexus fiercely, opened his mouth and kissed him, ignoring Sexus's struggle and beating.

"Ahem, boy, don't be too arrogant, I haven't said that I can let you be together..." Geliott clenched his fist and coughed, turned his face away, and hit Heinrich's back hard with his cane again. The two people in their arms fell to the ground together.

Looking condescendingly at the two stunned people, Geliott swung his cane, and Sexus's body was suddenly thrown into the door that opened suddenly behind him, and the door slammed shut. Exclamation coming to Sexus.

Then he turned his cane to block Heinrich who wanted to chase in, Geliot tilted his head and glanced up and down at his disciples, "Shame!"

Heinrich raised his brows and took out his wand. Unexpectedly, there was a sound of wands being unsheathed behind him, and the saints pointed at Heinrich with unkind faces.

"If you want to get Sexus? Grindelwald, boy, just obediently lead the army of saints to complete this task for me, otherwise..." Geliott twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, "I will Tell him to go to Nurmengard and put him in prison."

Heinrich scratched his head, put away his wand without a trace, curled his lips, and said in a low voice, "If it doesn't work, just send me in too. I know that place well, and I won't be lonely with Seth."

Geliott sighed while resting his forehead, "Why can't my disciples catch up with Albus..."

The old devil was depressed.

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"The person who escaped death three times, is it me?" Cyrus lay weakly on the bed, enjoying Imerton's delicate massage, flipping the heavy "Bible of the Dead" chapter by chapter with both hands: "First The first time, I was killed by Pharaoh, but I was resurrected by you; the second time, I was killed by you, and I was awakened by someone again. Well, this is very suspicious. No one can resurrect me, and I can wake up Ah; the third time, could it be the time when Fox and I passed into nirvana together? If you think about it, it’s probably me, oh, how should I choose?”

Imerton dexterously lingered between Cyrus' back and hips, with a conflicted expression of worry and enjoyment on his face, "I have recently carefully studied the "Bible of the Dead", and I seem to have felt the change you mentioned However, I am not very proficient in astronomical calculations. I can only vaguely realize that the power of belief in the ancient gods is indeed shrinking on a large scale, but the power of the god of death is increasing. There seems to be a main line of fate in this world that overlaps with the god of death. , the reason why my strength grew so fast at the beginning was also because what I stole was the belief of the god of death, so I quickly accumulated enough strength to advance..."

Imerton's words caused Cyrus to turn his mind quickly again. His eyes lit up, and he slowly turned to a certain page of the "Bible of the Dead", and excitedly pointed to a pile of golden words and said, "This is By the way, Mr. Emerton, your perception of magic luck is stronger than mine, the power of faith has shrunk, and the power of death has increased. This is an obvious sign before the reincarnation of magic luck. The gods are gambling, and they put all the power of faith Concentrate on Death God and let him temporarily increase his strength to the peak, so that he can arrange tricks to deal with you and me."

Imerton stopped what he was doing, moved closer to Cyrus, and lay down on the soft pillow with him, staring at the chapter of the "Bible of the Dead", closing his eyes from time to time to peek at the trajectory of fate, with a solemn expression.

When Imerton opened his eyes again, he saw Cyrus looking at him with admiration on his face, which made His Excellency the high priest very proud. He put his forehead on Cyrus' forehead and said softly, "Come on, let you do the same." Look at what I see, my love, and maybe you can see what I can't..."

Cyrus closed his eyes, and there was a faint golden light between him and Imerton. After a while, Cyrus found himself seeing the endless sky, all the galaxies flashed in front of his eyes, and the camera slowly zoomed out to the Milky Way Before, and then it was a quick star map browsing that made Cyrus amazed, until it was frozen on the earth.

Cyrus was surprised to see that a gray-black mist was spreading on the earth, the ocean was shrinking, the high-rise buildings of modern civilization were collapsing, large deserts appeared, and one pyramid after another emerged from the center of the desert. Shiny silver paint.

"This, what is this?" Cyrus heard his trembling voice asking Imerton.

"This is the most perfect kingdom of gods..." Imerton replied slowly.

Instantly exiting Imerton's perspective, Cyrus opened his eyes in reality and looked at Imerton in shock, "Are they trying to destroy the earth? How can human beings survive in that environment?"

Emerton's eyes were somewhat pitiful, "In that environment, human beings must rely on faith and receive the mercy of gods to survive in the kingdom of gods. Except for gods, everyone else is slaves, and the power of slaves' faith is the most powerful. Loyal, based on the current population of the world, the power of faith is almost endless."

Cyrus shook his head, "No, then there will be no free thoughts, no endless unknowables for human exploration, progress will stagnate, stop forever, Imerton, we must stop them."

Imerton looked a bit hesitant, "But, Cyrus, I am also a god, although I am only a demigod, but if Datong really appears in the kingdom of God, my strength will also be infinitely improved, and we can be together forever .”

Cyrus looked up at Imerton in disbelief, "Imerton, the price of our being together forever is not living in this world, without any change, without any progress, it's a cage of time, didn't you see Come out? The so-called Eternal God Kingdom of the gods is just a group of poor people who have fallen into glorious memories and cannot face reality. Although they have great power, they cannot evolve again, and they will always stay in the so-called eternity and sleep in the coffin. What's the difference between the dead, it's just that the coffin is bigger."

Imerton lowered his head, stroking Cyrus' face with his fingers, "But we're together, aren't we?"

Cyrus pointed at Imerton's chest and said loudly, "Don't forget, you said that they had to sacrifice me in order to realize this kingdom of God."

"No," Imerton suddenly looked at Cyrus with intense eyes, "it's not the sacrifice you think, Cyrus, they told me, that kind of sacrifice is the sublimation from the mortal body, and they will offer you King, as long as you teach them the method of interpreting the "Bible of the Dead" and become the tenth pillar god, this kingdom of God can be realized, and at that time, we can be together forever."

"What, what do you mean they told you, you...you are with them?" Cyrus was shocked.

Emerton suddenly grabbed Cyrus' shoulders tightly, and said frantically, "Just now, when I was peeking at the trajectory of fate, they told me, Cyrus, listen to me, the two of us can be together, Forever, don't worry about the tricks of fate, they recognize us as gods, I don't have to worry about being separated from you."

Cyrus was stunned. Looking at the enthusiasm in Imerton's eyes, he suddenly felt a burst of heartache and sympathy. He stood on tiptoe and kissed Imerton's chattering lips fiercely.

After a hot and humid kiss, Cyrus slowly moved his lips away and looked at Imerton with a serious expression, "I understand the prophecy, Imerton, it turns out that you are the one who needs to make a choice in the end , Now I solemnly tell you, Imerton, I, Cyrus, do not want to become a god, I want to destroy this conspiracy to revive the Kingdom of God, you, you should listen to me or listen to them."