The light was like crystal light powder floating out of He Zhu'er's body. Before he knew it, He Zhu'er was completely shrouded in a layer of magical luster. A shadow of the soul hazy under this special magical luster was imprinted behind He Zhu'er.

The hair was raised, making He Zhu'er's cheeks perfectly reveal. When she opened those eyes again, her eyes changed drastically!

This is clearly He Zhu'er, but her expression was so solemn that she had completely changed, especially her eyes, which did not belong to He Zhu'er herself at all!

He Zhu'er's whole body was emitting light, and gradually she seemed to be integrated with the light. Even though she was puzzled, she heard a noticeable sound of her heart beating.

A small heart completely formed by light floated out of He Zhu'er's chest, and it fell on He Zhu'er's palm and on the fire leaf.

The fire leaves and the heart of light slowly merged into one. Finally, when the light gradually disappeared, the fire leaves and heart became a fruit and were held in the palm of He Zhu'er.

"This is the magical art of resurrection!"

"Resurrection magic!"

"She has the magical art of resurrection!"

The light of the resurrection magic is so special. Every member of the Parthenon recognizes that many ruling heroes and guardian knights are surrounded here. They witnessed Ye Hezhu'er using Pathenon's resurrection magic and witnessed the arrival of Pathenon's soul!

However, who would have thought that a girl who was identified as Yang Qingliu, a girl who was even dragged to the abyss of hell by the dark bones, actually mastered the magic of resurrection!

The guardian knights were originally eyeing Han Lang and He Zhu'er, but after seeing this scene, they all fell to the ground and buried their heads completely.

The ruling heroes and the huge heroes behind them also half-kneeled to salute together. The believers far away in the Hall of Faith were also shocked. With the devout worship of some old men who had seen the light of resurrection, countless believers worshiped them one after another!

The pain left by death is often borne by the living, and the only one in the world that can eliminate this pain is Patonon's magical resurrection!

"Brother Han Lang." A smile appeared on the corner of He Zhu'er's eyes. She had never thought that she could master such power, but she had never been as relieved as she is now.

Han Lang looked at the fruit and felt turbulent.

"Brother Han Lang, she needs the purest and most powerful flame baptism to be truly reborn." He Zhu'er carefully handed the fruit of the heavenly tribulation to Han Lang.

Han Lang held the fruit, but felt the heavenly tribulation fruit heat, and he could feel the regular beating like the heart.

The rain began to drizzle, and the last flying flowers fell in the sky were everywhere. They mixed with the rain, and there were not many wet petals intact.

On the observatory, Iinosa looked down at the bottom with cold eyes, and she was like a soulless ghost without a trace of anger.

All believers, not in this direction, were watching the girl and saluting her. This scene also meant that her entire plan had failed, and she had not eliminated all the saints, and even Paton's soul had not been obtained.

Paton Soul recognized it as that girl. In ten years, Paton Soul could not accept any new master. Iinosa didn’t have many decades!

Under the sacred mountain, Durank hid in a daze under a mountain pavilion. He collapsed at the pavilion without a fulcrum, his face extremely hard to see.

He had abused his power, and there was no doubt that another priest from the Holy Court would soon arrive here and start sanctioning him Durank. If I had not protected him, he would have absolutely no way out.

But, can Iinosa really protect herself now?

Paton's soul awakened, but he gave the girl who they collectively ruled as Yang Qingliu as the resurrection goddess. This was undoubtedly the most fatal counterattack against the authority of their conspiracy, and they might even have no chance to turn over.

How will the whole Patenon question them again!

"Mr. Judge, let's run away now. Iinosa will definitely pretend to know nothing, but we have no way to live." Durank's personal bodyguard said.

Durank cheered up a little, and his servant was right. He could never sit here and wait for death. With Yizhisa's personality, he would never admit that he was the mastermind of her. Escape was the best choice!

Durank immediately fled to the sacred mountain and fled towards the Mediterranean when people were worshiping each other.

Durank still has some connections, and he firmly believes that he can escape this disaster and will soon get up slowly after he will.

As the city gets farther and farther away, Durank and his servants can already see the waves of the Mediterranean. The city and the sacred mountains have not yet been restored. At this time, no one will pay attention to them.

Feeling the wind blowing from the ocean, Durank couldn't help but look back at the city of Athens and the sacred mountain.

"Sir, go away quickly." The attendant persuaded.

"I'm not willing to give up. I'm just a little bit away from the mountain. I can control it more than just the Acropolis of Athens. It should be the entire European continent, but now I have to escape like a dog falling into the water!!" Durank said viciously.

It was obvious that everything was going according to the plan, and the moment Durank finished casting the Dark Saint, he smelled the breath of victory. When they defeated Wentai, the sign of victory was the Dark Saint. Who would have thought that the most powerful and greatest Dark Saint failed, or was defeated by a young man!

Who is that Han Lang, why did he have such a terrible power, and what kind of gifts can he take away the person he wants from the Greek God of Death!

"But it has become like this. If you really don't want to escape in shame, you have a way." The servant said.

"You have a way? What do you have!" Durank was stunned for a moment, staring at the guard who had followed him for fourteen years.

This guard has always been Durank's confidant. His head is not very good, but what he ordered to do can be done very satisfactorily. Durank was a little confused. This guy who doesn't like to use his brain on weekdays actually has a good way when he is helpless?

The attendant approached a little, looking a little mysterious.
Chapter completed!