After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." He Chan pierced the loophole in César's words.

César was silent for a moment, and said: "The negative energy needed to reshape the body requires the entire Western Regions to be sacrificed."

He Chan: ...

Is this the legendary wolf extermination?

He Chan was stunned.

He finally knew why the system was urging him to quickly integrate the two.

Damn, using all human beings as sacrifices, is this a human thing?

"Has he started now?" He Chan asked after swallowing his saliva twice.

"Probably." César said lightly.

He Chan ran away, but when he reached the door, he turned around and said to César who was still sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him with a dazed expression, "Where is he now?"

"Forget it, hurry up, take me to find him quickly." He Chan turned his head, dragged César, and said anxiously.

César was dragged by him and staggered twice when he got up. Although he was surprised by He Chan's eagerness, he habitually followed He Chan's instructions and took him to Hill's location.

at this time.

Xilie Shengdan Empire, holy city.

Standing in the center of the holy city, the tallest white building, the sanctuary, exudes its unique brilliance and charm since the sun rises.

Everyone who saw it couldn't help but be shocked by its integrated appearance, and then was obsessed with the legendary "God" statue in the center of the church square.

The statue is about three meters high, with wings on its back and a holy staff in its hand, looking down on all living beings with pity and aloofness.Its whole body is snow-white, shining like jade, and the sculptors are skillful, and the facial features, beard and hair, and even the patterns on the feathers of the "gods" are all clearly carved.

Since then, whenever the sun rises or sets, the afterglow of the sun shines on the sculpture, as if covering the sculpture with a layer of golden gauze, just like a miracle.

On this day, John and his wife came to the statue of the gods as usual, put two coins into the "Wishing Pool" at the foot of the statue, and then closed their eyes to pray, hoping that under the blessing of the gods, the family will be safe.

At this moment, Mrs. John opened her eyes first after praying, and suddenly her eyes were flashed by a blinding light.She first covered her eyes with her hands uncomfortably, then went to the side and put down her hands.

"Ah——" Mrs. John suddenly yelled without warning, frightened John, opened his eyes in a panic, and asked about her situation.

Mrs. John covered her mouth with one hand, pointed at the statue with the other hand, tremblingly said with horror, "Cracked, cracked."

What is broken?

John was puzzled, and subconsciously looked in the direction she pointed. The next second, John's eyes widened.

After a while, the temple square was surrounded by the guards of the imperial family. John and his wife, who first discovered the problem with the statue of the god, were also invited to drink tea, but the news that the statue of the "god" was cracked spread like wildfire.

At the same time, the high-level empire held a meeting of parliamentarians again.

Parliament hall.

Facing the still absent seat next to Arnovan III above, the members of the parliament who were in place made no secret of their dissatisfaction.

The chief commander, Duke Frick, asked Arnofan III directly and bluntly, "When will His Majesty the Pope arrive?"

Arnofan III's handsome face had a slightly unnatural expression.

The Duke of Frick is his uncle and the only member of the royal family who supports him. In the past, his uncle never took care of anything other than military affairs and never participated in the parliament, so he was more respectful to him.

But often, it is our own people who hit the nail on the head.

In the end, Arnofan III honestly gave his answer.

"It has been a long time since I heard a response from His Majesty the Pope."

These words immediately raised the atmosphere in the parliament hall to a climax.

The parliament was noisy, and it was finally calmed down. Another member of the council raised his voice and asked, "Since that's the case, didn't your majesty send someone to ask?"

"The stationed cardinal said that he didn't know where the Pope was crowned." It was related to the sculpture of the gods, and Arnofan III didn't dare to hide the delay.

After all, as a statue of a god that has witnessed the rise and fall of dozens of empires in the Western Regions, standing in the temple square since thousands of years ago, and older than every empire, it is not just a statue.

It is more like an immortal belief and symbol of an era.

Today, the statue, which has not been destroyed for thousands of years and was even maliciously destroyed by the enemy army that invaded the Holy City, was found to be cracked today! !

It was really cracked, and Arnofan III took a special look at it.

The entire three-meter-high statue, starting from the head, is densely packed with shocking cracks.

Mrs. John, who first discovered the crack, was dazzled by the light penetrating the crack from the beginning.

"Why didn't you know? Could it be that His Majesty the Pope knew that the statue would break and deliberately avoided us?" Even at this time, some people took the trouble to wink at the Pope.

"Colonel Clarence, be careful. Now I think it's better to find the Pope first, ask him why, and then talk about other things."

"I think this task should be entrusted to His Majesty. After all, His Majesty and the Pope are familiar with each other and can talk."

"..."

In the end, Arnovan III was forced to accept the task.

In this regard, after he went back, the palace's expensive porcelain was missing a few sets.

And the object of discussion by everyone is the Pope.He was kneeling on the ground floor of the church, in a temple that was identical to the building above.

The temple is different from the bright and dazzling ground, which makes people feel the warm atmosphere. This place is gloomy and dark, except for the white candle that is about to burn out in front of Hill, there is no other light.

Hill was wearing the familiar red cloak, and his golden hair shone brightly under the candlelight, making that indistinguishable face inexplicably seductive.

It was at this time that He Chan broke in with César.

He was first startled by the scene in front of him, and then attracted by Hill who was kneeling in the middle of the large formation.

The formation is drawn by an unknown red liquid, the lines are messy, revealing a heart-throbbing movement.In addition, on the edge of the formation, according to the angle of the pentagram, there are five bright red "hearts" that are still beating and abnormal at a glance.

"Hill!" He Chan couldn't help calling out.

Hill didn't respond. At this time, he was at the critical moment of opening the magic circle.

Once the world changes position, he will be able to succeed in one go!

When the time comes, he will have what he wants.

"Hill..." He Chan called out again, and took two steps forward by the way.

Just before he could pass, César grabbed him.

"You can't pass." César said with a serious face, "If you pass now, you will become a sacrifice for opening the formation."

"Stop him!" He Chan came back to his senses, grabbed César's hand, and said solemnly, "His path is wrong, he won't work, you go and stop him."

"No, besides, how do you know it won't work?" César refused, and then asked back.

"I..." He Chan choked up, he didn't know.Strangely, when he saw Hill and the formation below him, there was a voice in his mind telling him that the formation was incomplete, would not work, and would fail.

Not only that, there is a chance that Hill will become a fallen angel who is irrational and only knows about killing.

"Anyway, it doesn't work. Are you going to stop it? If you don't go, I will go." He Chan walked forward without hesitation.

Cecil reached out and grabbed him again.

"I'll help you wake him up, but whether you can stop it or not depends on what he thinks." When He Chan shook off his hand, Sizer forcefully broke his body, stared at him closely, and said .

He Chan was stunned and nodded.

An inexplicable light flashed quickly in César's eyes, and then, under He Chan's bewildered eyes, he paced towards Hill.

He Chan was heartbroken, and immediately raised his voice. The moment he was about to step into the formation, he couldn't help calling out, "Cesar, you..."

César seemed to know what he was going to say, turned his head and raised his index finger in front of his pale lips, his voice was as pleasant as ever, but with an irresistible pressure, "Stay well, don't move."

He Chan's raised foot fell back to the original place in an instant.

César's speed is not slow, he is still wearing the black and wide cloak that can hide the figure and the real face, the cloak hat falls off as he walks, revealing the same light golden curly hair as Hill, in the In the dim candlelight, there seemed to be a warm light shining.

Like a ray of light, he walked to Hill, dispelling the surrounding darkness; also like a sheep that suddenly broke into a pack of wolves, cold and dangerous, and gathered into a huge monster, rushing towards him with teeth and claws, making people watch all this silently He Chan broke out in a nervous sweat.

At this time, César just raised his head, with a calm expression as if he couldn't see the crisis, stood straight opposite Hill, and said three words to him, "You won."

Kneeling on the ground, Hill lowered his head and closed his eyes. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth rose, and then he laughed wildly with a "haha".

He Chan couldn't hear it, but understood his lips. Hearing the words, and seeing Hill's abnormal laughter, he was stunned.

At the same time, the magic circle, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly lit up with an ominous, blood-red light.

These lights are connected to the hearts on the corners of the pentagram, and it looks like a blood vessel protrudes from these hearts, connecting each other, and then converging into a thicker red blood line, heading towards the west of the center of the formation. Zell ran away.

Shocked by this scene, He Chan subconsciously ran two steps forward.

But he saw that the red thread had penetrated into César's body, the position was exactly in the heart, as if César was connected with the formation and could no longer be easily separated.

"How does it taste? This is the magic circle you invented." Hill tilted his head, looked at César with a smile, and said, covering his mouth.

César had a cold face and said nothing.

"Say, I don't treat you like you treat me. I didn't even give me a chance to speak at the beginning, but now I give it to you. You have to take good care of it, or you won't have time to regret it." You Ruowu looked in He Chan's direction, the meaning was self-evident.

"You seem to have made a mistake." César's expression was flat and unchanged. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and took off his left glove slowly.

Then, under the dull gazes of He Chan and Hill, César smiled softly, put his left hand into his chest, and pulled out a dark, lifeless heart.

"Do you think, with such a heart, your magic circle can be done?" César held his heart, raised his brows and eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his lips, looking a little more sinister and dangerous than usual.

"You..." The complacency on Hill's face was shattered, he looked at César, then at his hand, the heart that was motionless, his expression cracked.

"Perhaps yours is more suitable than mine." As Cecil's words fell, the magic circle changed again, Hill had no time to react, and Cecil pulled out his heart, and the broken blood line seemed to be affected again. What attracted them, they rushed towards Hill together.

Hill's face changed drastically, and he backed away in panic.

But his speed, how fast he crossed the blood line, just when Hill thought he was making a wedding dress for someone else this time, and he was angry and anxious, a figure walking against the light, like a moth to a flame, blocked the in front of him.

"Zen Zen—"

Before losing consciousness, He Chan was still thinking about why César's voice calling him sounded like a dead lover.

On second thought, Made, he is really his lover now.

It hurts.

But he didn't forget his mission, and holding his last breath, he finished the last words of this clone.