Quadruple split

After a brief silence——

Luke Tefero, the ancestor of the Dawn Sect, stepped forward and passed by Her Highness Xialian Bamboo Leaf Saint, who turned sideways.

Nothing happened.

Just like the oath Xia Lian had just made to no longer pay attention to the goddess in this world, she did not take any measures to prevent the man from leaving. She even didn't even turn her head when the latter passed by her, she just looked at him intently. Staring at the group of 'monsters' behind the fence that were still constantly attacking the magic barrier.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and silently dispersed the more than twenty invisible substances [Laws and Shields] around his body. He stopped in front of the steps leading to the top and chuckled: "Looking at what the goddess just said, she should I want you to have a good chat with me."

"I should have clearly said 'get out' just now, right?"

Xia Lian snorted lightly without looking back, and her tone suddenly became harsh: "Even if it is indeed the goddess's idea, the idea is not an 'oracle', so it doesn't matter even if you don't follow it, after all... …I have nothing good to say to you.”

Tifilo smiled casually, nodded slightly and said, "That's really great... Well, I mean, it's really a pity."

"There is nothing good or bad, no regrets."

Xia Lian pushed back a strand of hair by her ear and said calmly: "In the past few decades... or in other words, until I just saw you, I was quite worried and worried about you. After all, you are the person I have watched for a long time. The big one belongs to my little devil, and he ran away from home before his hair was fully grown. But now that he sees you are still alive, he no longer cares about you, but wants you to get away."

Tiphilo opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out.

There was another silence that was definitely not long, but made people feel like it had been a long time.

"I'm leaving."

Tiphilo pulled up his hood, chuckled and said something before stepping up the steps.

The first level of morning light, the second level of morning glow, the third level of dim red...

"When will you die?"

A voice that was somewhat unfamiliar because of decades of absence, but yet extremely familiar because it had never been forgotten, came from behind, calm and indifferent.

The fourth level is clear, the fifth level is slightly hazy, and the sixth level is blue sky...

"Who knows, although my body is still strong, it only lasts for a few decades."

Tiphilo shrugged and answered casually.

"oh."

Xia Lian nodded slightly.

Tiphilo unknowingly quickened his pace, although even he didn't realize it.

The tenth level is extremely illusory, the eleventh level is night driving, the twelfth level is appearanceless...

"Go and put your soul light lamp back in the Thousand Lights Dome before you leave. Ambro and I still have time to live. When you die completely in the wilderness somewhere, we can at least make up for the funeral."

Xia Lian gently touched the cross in her hand and mentioned it absently.

"I broke it up more than ten years ago. I drank a little too much that night."

Tifilo smiled and did not stop: "As for the funeral, it's better to choose a different date. Otherwise, you can take the time to do it for me in the past two days. Just treat me as dead after I walk out of this door. "

Sixteenth level of speechlessness, seventeenth level of no thought, eighteenth level of no thought...

"goodbye."

Xia Lian turned her back to Tifilo and waved her hand gently like a fly.

"Bye~"

The latter smiled and nodded slightly.

"I mean...goodbye."

Xia Lian repeated it again calmly, emphasizing the pronunciation of the last two words.

"Well, let's go."

Tiphilo breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stepped onto the last step.

Level 19 - Yongxia.

"Can't you understand people?"

Xia Lian suddenly turned around and looked up at Tifilo who was standing on the last step: "What I'm talking about is..."

The hood that slipped down quietly at some point was revealed to be a head of smooth and dazzling golden hair. The originally slightly stooped body was upright and straight. Only the weather-beaten but still bright and deep golden eyes remained the same as before——

Very suddenly, Xia Lian inadvertently met the eyes of Luke Tefero, who was turning back every step of the way.

To be precise, it was the same high-spirited and talented rising star of the Dawn Sect in her memory, who had just calmly defeated countless looters at the [Black Mandala Auction] in the Free City, shocking the entire continent. The young man, twenty-six-year-old Luke Tefero, caught his eye.

The next moment, the young Tifilo disappeared in an instant, and in front of Xia Lian was still the old priest with white hair and a goatee.

"Tiphilo..."

Xia Lian's eyes widened, and in the blink of an eye she forgot the oath she had just made. She rushed towards the innocent-looking old man in front of her, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted angrily: "That was just now. What is it? What have you done!?"

Because he was in the extremely unstable power level of the 'Half-Step Myth', Luke Tifilo, who had just unintentionally stepped all the way to the Nineteenth Holy Level of Dawn, realized what he was doing and quickly said with a dry smile: "I heard I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

"Do you think I'm a fool or a blind person? What was that just now? What did you do to your body!"

Xia Lian had no intention of letting the other person drop the topic easily. She stared at the latter with splitting eyes and screamed: "Answer me, little beast, now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Tiphilo, who knew that he would definitely not be able to deceive him, twitched the corner of his mouth and said dryly: "It's just... um, remembering the past, it's just a very bad illusion. If you want to see it again, If so, can I give you the entire twelve-year-old version?"

"Unfortunately, whether it's the twelve-year-old version, the twenty-year-old version, or the version you just had, they all just make me feel sick!"

Xia Lian looked at Tifilo with cold eyes and said coldly: "And I have already said, don't treat me as a blind person or a fool. Who do you think I am? Do you think I can't see what illusion is?"

Tifilo coughed lightly: "Actually, I..."

"Don't purse your lips! Don't let your eyes wander! Tell me the truth!"

Xia Lian, who had figured out the other party's character decades ago, roughly suppressed the lie that Tifilo was about to blurt out.

"It's just out of interest, nothing more."

This time, Tyfilo did not succumb to the other party's power. He just shook his head and said lightly: "This can't be serious."

Xia Lian suddenly let go of Tifero's collar, and a ball of light filled with mighty power suddenly appeared in the palm of her left hand. She gritted her teeth and said, "After all, you still went to find Margaret! Just because of her damn letter." , saying that at the cost of sacrificing part of your soul, there is a way to make you an immortal species!?"

Tifilo was slightly startled: "Huh?"

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you really think that you were so popular with your unattractive appearance?!"

In her rage, Xia Lian pressed the extremely unstable power of dawn in her hand against Tifilo's chest and shouted: "You self-righteous big-white idiot!!"

Phew.

The next second, Tyfilo, who casually wiped out the ball in Xia Lian's hand that could blow up the entire small tribunal, frowned, tilted his head and said, "What are you talking about?"

"You're still pretending! I secretly opened it and read it the morning after you received that letter! I know exactly what's written in it. Oh, you really have a way with me, little beast, Margaret. That brat almost made it clear between the lines that he would apostatize for you."

Xia Lian slammed the cross in her hand on the ground, and rarely used its effect correctly (the staff instead of the war hammer). In an instant, she built a barrier that covered the entire three underground floors of the Small Inquisition. At the same time, six legendary holy words were silently spoken - judgment, judgment, ban, suppression, cleansing and divine wrath!

Then without saying a word, he blasted them at Luke Tefero, who had a look of astonishment on his face.

Although the pure power of dawn was easily broken, Xia Lian didn't think it was strange that Tifilo, who was already stronger than herself in terms of affinity with the power of dawn, could do such a thing.

But if it is the Holy Word Technique that she has completely constructed, Xia Lian, who has made great progress in strength over the years, is very confident that she can violently suppress this old little beast in front of her who is declining in all aspects!

Just like she did every time she caught this guy making a mistake!

It is true that Xia Lian is very aware that her talent is not as strong as Tiphilo's, but when they are both legendary level experts, an immortal who is only more than 300 years old must absolutely surpass this physical body in every aspect in all aspects. He is becoming weaker every second, and his spirit has already begun to continue to decline. His peak period is only a few decades for ordinary humans.

There's nothing you can do about it!

It’s something that no one, not even God, can change!

You are not the only little bastard who is upset!

Cover up your embarrassed expression with a smile, this is what I taught you!

"Lie down and get beaten! Tell me clearly!"

Xia Lian Zhuye stared at the shaky figure in front of her in the rays of light with red eyes, her silver teeth clenched.

Then the brilliance disappeared, and the shaky figure remained the same.

Xia Lian:? ? ?

"Why did you mention Margaret all of a sudden?"

Tifilo looked at Xia Lian in confusion, with a confused look on his face: "Why am I looking for her when I have nothing to do?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Lian immediately put aside the doubt that had just appeared in her mind, that is, 'What did this little beast do? Just disappeared! What else could I do if I didn’t go to find Margaret!?”

"Neuropathy."

Tifilo twitched his lips and rolled his eyes: "I prepared for two and a half years before running away. What does it have to do with that letter? If it really only took me half a year from planning to implementation, An Can the handover go so smoothly on Bro's side? We have a new Pope, do you think we have a new cook?"

Xia Lian was unmoved and still stared at Tifilo coldly: "Then what should you say just now? It was exactly what that brat Margaret said in the letter...the one who sacrificed his soul in exchange for vitality and vitality. The result is exactly the same! What the hell are you going to do to yourself, you guy!"

"I didn't go to Margaret to study the method she mentioned. Although it's not like we haven't met each other later...well, it's not like I haven't studied soul science, but I can swear that I have never done anything on the soul level. hands and feet,”

Tifilo looked at Xia Lian seriously and said in a deep voice: "Although I have considered that method, I can even optimize it on the method proposed by Margaret to reduce the side effects to infinite before this life is completely lost. It’s close to zero, but for some reasons, I didn’t do that, and I don’t plan to do that in the future.”

When Xia Lian saw this guy, he became unusually serious. She finally believed him a little bit, but still asked with a suspicious expression: "Then how do you explain the change you just made?"

"A little trick. Of course, there may be some differences with illusions, but it's definitely not some evil way. You can rest assured on this."

Tiphilo did not tell all about the [Nineteen Holy Orders of Dawn: Yongxia] that he independently created after leaving the sect, but said vaguely: "And that is just an illusion, although it is true on the surface. I can confuse the fake with the real, but the me in front of you now is the real thing."

"Well……"

"Ahem, so you understand?"

"Perhaps you could be more specific."

"Okay, you still remember that I just terminated the six-shot Holy Word that you have completed, right?"

"Well, how did you do it."

"I'm a genius. I can achieve what most people do in half a lifetime with just a little effort."

In front of Xia Lian who was asking for more details, Tyfilo showed a smile that didn't want to be beaten: "To put it simply, I have become stronger, so I can easily dispel your holy words, so I can make some insignificant changes in myself. "

Xia Lian was silent, because she knew very well that the guy in front of her who she had watched grow up was indeed a genius, and he was not an ordinary genius, but a monster with unlimited potential in all aspects.

What can be explained clearly to 'people' under normal circumstances does not hold true in front of 'monsters'.

But... this guy happened to take a detour.

He could clearly become the greatest leader in the history of Dawn Sect, but he chose to be the most controversial pope.

He could have left his name in history and his deeds to be immortalized for thousands of years, but after his sudden appearance, he disappeared from people's sight like a shooting star and lived a life of disgrace.

If he were a saint, like his godfather Neva Fao, it would be fine if he had no worldly thoughts at all.

But Xia Lian knew very well that the guy in front of her was definitely not a saint. This guy had all worldly thoughts in his mind!

It was a ridiculous and weird circle, and no one could pull him out of it.

I can't do it either, at least, I am not a saint either, so I can't do it...

"I'm tired."

Sighing silently, Xia Lian turned around, no longer looking at the smiling little bastard, and said coldly: "Let's go."

"Well, let's go~"

Tiphilo smiled slightly and disappeared in an instant.

If he really wanted to leave, Xia Lian's previous home run was a joke.

After all, he still didn’t say ‘goodbye’, and Luke Tefero left as if he had never happened before.

After finally being unable to catch even a little bit of the other party's breath and traces, the elf saint standing alone in the cold prison curled up and squatted down, buried it in her hands, and murmured in a low voice——

"Don't go..."

Chapter 1075: End