Chapter 596: 594: Broken friendship, sudden increase in strength
At this moment, Miller's eyes suddenly became confused and he fell into an endless real dream.
This is the truth that Deep Blue constructed after Loy used himself as a bridge and controlled it with his mind.
The life of the arcanist named Ignazio Rivera.
The story goes on and on about the floating city in the starry sky called Silver Dome, the invasion of the Netheril civilization, the multiple reincarnations of Shenyou, and the fact that all the emperors of the empire were the same person.
The dream was as fast as lightning and ended in an instant. When Roy took his fingers away, Miller woke up immediately.
The light in his eyes focused, then turned to fear, anger, confusion, and dullness...
Luo Yi looked at him and asked, "Do you like this truth?
Or, bearing such a truth, can you still sleep?"
Miller looked up, his eyes were extremely complicated, like an overturned spice jar. His lips trembled as he spoke: "Is this true? Is it true?"
"What do you think? Would I make up such a huge lie just to deceive you?"
"So, we are all accomplices, helping outsiders invade our own homeland? How ridiculous? And how ironic?"
Miller looked up, sad and tired: "Luo Yi, are you going to kill me?"
Luo Yi looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally waved his hand: "Go, take your people, and go as far away as possible, to the New World, to the Glorious Empire.
I don’t want to see you again!”
"I killed your uncle twice, and you plotted against me once. Now we're even. From now on, we're done with each other and will be strangers."
Miller looked incredulous: "Loy..."
"I said, get out! Get out!"
There were still some survivors in the Petrovic family. A few brave ones immediately came up and pulled Miller away.
But they were stopped.
When Loyi appeared, the demons were burned to ashes. The guards and a group of powerful men had already swarmed in and surrounded the place with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Lilia, Oliveira, Old Hoover, Mrs. Linda, Flame Sword Saint Otto, Iron Knight Phil, and too many other people who rushed over.
They may not know the specific details, but from the current situation, it is clear that Roy has been plotted against by Miller.
So, none of them looked happy when they looked at Miller. If looks could kill, Miller would be riddled with holes.
But at this moment, Luo Yi suddenly turned his head and said, "Don't you guys listen to me?"
"I said, let them go!"
Luo Yi's roar, accompanied by a tangible pressure, made countless people turn pale and silently make way.
Luo Yi asked again: "Old Hoover?"
"My Lord Earl, I'm here!"
"You go and make the arrangements. Escort them out of the flower farm and find them a ship. They will safely reach the New World. No mistakes are allowed."
"yes!"
Old Hoover bowed, walked quickly to Miller, and led them out.
With him leading the way, the arrogant soldiers had to make way for them. Miller was dragged forward. He looked back and saw Roy's back, and suddenly smiled.
Then he heard him shouting, "Luo Yi, Luo Yi, from now on, we are done with each other and will never see each other again!"
Luo Yi raised his head, not wanting others to see the sadness in his eyes.
Who can be heartless in this world?
As his strength and status grew, even people like Maruna, Hill Douglas, and Mrs. Linda were developed into his subordinates rather than friends.
No matter how approachable Luo Yi appeared, they were still somewhat respectful and cautious when interacting with him.
The only one who could be considered his friend was Miller.
Perhaps they each had their own purpose when they first came into contact, or perhaps there was an element of concealment and deliberate friendship.
But later on, they became honest with each other, helped each other, and their friendship deepened, and they became true friends.
It is rare to have one or two good friends in life!
There was a time when Luo Yi was also thankful, but now, due to a conspiracy, his last good friend was gone!
At this moment, Luo Yi felt not only anger, but also sadness!
But the next second, when he lowered his head, the hesitation and sadness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only determination.
He looked around, locked eyes, and said, "Your Majesty Saint John, please come forward and have a chat!"
Saint John rushed here from the abyss after hearing about the incident. When Luo Yi called his name, he came forward without thinking much.
"Your Majesty Saint Loy, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"I need to see His Holiness the Pope. It's urgent. Please help me contact him and tell him he's in Flower Territory. No, it shouldn't be in Flower Territory..."
We will meet in the Bonaparte Empire."
Saint John was stunned when he heard this, and only found it a little funny. "Your Majesty, it's really not possible to see the Pope whenever you want. I can't agree on his behalf, so I need to ask for his permission!"
"Then please help me tell him that I know the conspiracy of the Netheril civilization, which is very important to the entire Helka plane.
Doesn’t he want to know?”
"What?"
St. John almost jumped up. "Are you serious?"
"You think I'd joke about something like that?"
"I'll contact them right away and let you know as soon as I have any news."
"good!"
Saint John left and rushed to the demiplane in a hurry. The church naturally had a way to communicate quickly, but the magic props for communication were placed in the demiplane, and he had to get them.
Although there is no result yet, he knows that the plots of those outsiders may eventually be unraveled!
Luo Yi was not idle either. He comforted Lilia and everyone else, and then asked Lilia to lead Klein to comfort the people of Brussels.
Then Julius Martin was asked to oversee the restoration of the estate.
Well, there is no need to repair it. It would be better to just make another blueprint and rebuild it directly.
He himself went straight into the abyss and found the group of demon lords outside the war fortress.
This time, he did not call the Red Dragon Virgil or the King of the Evil Eye to raid the formation. He rushed out alone and found the gathered demon lords.
With one sword, he faced five demon lords and rushed forward to fight.
He looked crazy, but he was actually venting.
Vent the resentment of being plotted against, vent the anger of having experienced the journey between life and death, vent the anger of losing a close friend.
If he wants to vent his anger, he needs a strong enough opponent, and there is no one more suitable than these demon lords.
It was also on this day that the demon lords suddenly discovered that in just a few days, Loyi had become incredibly strong.
The absolute strength has not improved much, but the understanding and utilization of the rules have gone up several levels and are completely incomparable.
He even developed some new combat skills, which made it difficult for the demon lords to resist every time he used them.
In fact, not to mention the Demon Lord, even the Red Dragon Virgil and the King of Evil Eyes were stunned.
Luo Yi didn't call them, but they were worried, afraid that Luo Yi would be unable to get over it, so they naturally had to follow.
But what they didn't expect was that what they saw was Luo Yi killing everyone.
Especially the King of Evil Eyes, he felt that his eyes were broken, because he clearly saw that Luo Yi's figure flashed and three Luo Yis came out.
They looked the same, had the same aura, and the same soul fluctuations. Even the divine swords in their hands were split into three, but their power was not reduced at all.
Originally it was one against five, and the demon lords had a hard time fighting. Now it was three against five, and they were all scared.
The King of the Evil Eye was also frightened, because this was clearly his own signature spell, summoning himself from the past and the future to fight.
This is not an isolated case!
Because Luo Yi's use of space, understanding of the holy fire, control of himself, and use of combat skills have reached a level that is beyond their comprehension.
At this moment, Luo Yi seemed to be the king on the battlefield, and the demon lord was just a joke to him.
Such a person is also ruthless when he attacks himself, and often exchanges injuries for lives. How do you expect these demon lords to fight him?
Yes, the secret sacred skills are full of pitfalls, but you can't deny its profundity and power.
A group of great beings who are at least true gods or ancient evil creatures have left a backup plan for themselves, and it also involves the source of their power, so they are naturally powerful enough.
At this moment, when that bit of true spirit was wiped out by the projection of the Seven Gods, the remaining origin was all scattered in Luo Yi's body.
The starting points of those great beings were bad, but the benefits that Roy obtained were so great that it was unimaginable.
At this moment, Luo Yi no longer had a superficial understanding, but it was as if he had obtained a certain physique, a certain affinity, so that one point of effort could produce ten points of effect.
For example, summoning one's past and future selves is the power of the Time Dragon.
Even so, Luo Yi still hadn't settled down and hadn't been able to integrate the system.
In this battle, three demon lords died at Loy's hands.
The Soul Judge Demon Lord died under the mental pollution that he was best at, and was twisted into an indescribable monster and then decomposed.
The Eye Demon Lord had all his eyes pierced by Luo Yi's artifact, and was finally cut in half by a sword, his soul annihilated.
The blood prince was as cowardly as ever. Seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately fled. However, Ke Luoyi threw out a holy light spear, which turned into a time and space cage when it fell.
The result was that one of the ancestors of the blood clan tried every possible means, even at the risk of self-destruction, but he could only watch Luo Yi approach him step by step.
Then, a blazing fire burned Him clean.
As for the other demon lords, they naturally ran away or escaped.
Keluo Yi believed that after today, if there was no truly powerful existence intervening, they would never dare to appear in front of him again.
In this battle, Luo Yi single-handedly brought complete peace to the Abyss War Fortress, and also made the 138th level of the Abyss tremble under his majesty.
After this battle, Luo Yi organized another army to plunder the Demon Castle of the Eye Demon Lord and the Soul Judge Demon Lord, and began to organize manpower to develop the rare resources in the abyss.
There is no way. War costs money. Even if you receive flowers, it is impossible to support the endless war.
Therefore, Luo Yi urgently needs to have a big enough harvest.
After these arrangements were completed, St. John had already sent word that His Holiness the Pope had already set out for the Bonaparte Empire.
He will be there, waiting for Roy's arrival.
He needed to know the truth behind what Luo Yi said.
Upon hearing this, Luo Yi hardly stopped. He left the red dragon Virgil in the war fortress and entrusted the King of the Evil Eye to look after the Flower Territory, then he walked away.
There was no blooming of fighting spirit, no fluctuation of magic power, he just walked simply, and the space peeled off layer by layer, as if to cater to him and move forward.
This speed cannot be described as fast. It took Roy less than two hours to rush from the Flower Territory to the Bonaparte Empire.
He and the Pope did not know each other, and they had not even agreed on a specific meeting place, but neither side said anything.
Their existence is like a cone in a bag, and even with the vast territory of the Bonaparte Empire, they can be easily found.
Luo Yi stood in the void, the space around him kept twisting and rhythmically supporting his body as steady as a mountain.
When he looked up, his eyes shone with a green light, his vision expanded infinitely, the vast sky and earth, and the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles were all in sight.
His ears were shaking, and countless noises were pouring in. There were so many sounds between heaven and earth that he couldn't process them in a short time.
Deep Blue quickly started up, classified, found what Luo Yi needed, and continued to amplify the sound.
Then, Luo Yi saw an old man in linen clothes, holding a wooden stick, walking slowly in a small town thousands of miles away.
He was thin, had sparse hair, slow movements, and dull eyes. He looked no different from an ordinary octogenarian.
Even Luo Yi could not feel the power fluctuations in his body. Both his fighting spirit and divine power were restrained to the extreme.
This return to nature was beyond Luo Yi's imagination, but in Luo Yi's ears, his heartbeat was almost unbelievably slow.
It beats only once every three minutes, but it is as shocking as thunder in spring.
When Luo Yi locked onto him, he seemed to sense something, raised his head slightly, and looked over.
The two men's eyes met in mid-air, and there was a continuous sound of tearing cloth, and the void was cracked into pieces.
At this moment, the old man nodded slightly and took another step forward.
There was still no movement, but it was approaching silently through the cracks in space.
Luo Yi also stepped out, but his style was different. Instead, he folded the space and disappeared where he was.
The two met in the wilderness of war, surrounded by people in ragged clothes, picking and choosing.
The simplest flatbed cart was filled with all kinds of nearly scrapped swords and cannons, and occasionally one or two duds would be dug out.
At this time, they would send someone forward who was ready to die and carefully dismantle the shells with their meager knowledge of the shells.
If you are lucky, of course you will be fine, but if you are unlucky, you will often lose your life.
Although the war is over, the trauma of the battlefield is not so easy to repair!
However, although there were many people, not everyone could spot Luo Yi and the old man.
They met in the crowd, their eyes met, and Luo Yi was the first to salute from a distance of several meters.
"Saint Loy Raymond, to His Holiness the Pope!"
The old man smiled and said softly, "Saint Clement Hodgson Stuart also pays tribute to His Majesty Roy.
I heard that you just experienced a crisis?"
Luo Yi did not hide anything: "That is Hohenzollern III, or the Arcanist of the Silvertop, who wants to use my body to complete the resurrection.
Unfortunately, he was protected by the Seven Gods' projections, and I also had my own secrets. You saw the final result: I lived, and he died."
The old man nodded slightly, but then shook his head: "Then how can I believe that you are still you, the Holy Dragon Knight Loy, and not Hohenzollern III?
How can I believe that what you tell me is the truth and not the calculations of those arcanists?"
Luo Yi smiled, a smile that was somewhat self-deprecating: "Your Holiness, I am not here to play any self-proving trap with you."
He pointed to his head and said, “I had a fierce battle with that person here. I am alive and he is dead, so naturally some memories are left behind.
I think these are extremely important, so I invited you as soon as possible."
"I will tell you what I know. Whether you are willing to believe it or how much you believe it is a matter between you and your God."
The old man's smile faded, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Then you tell me what you want to tell me. I will judge whether it is true or false, right or wrong.
But where do I start?"
"Let's start from the Puteaux Arsenal, the industrial heart of the Bonaparte Empire. I will lead the way, and you just follow."
(End of this chapter)
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