What did you do with the dice?

This letter of mine only represents some opinions of our De Lai family. To be honest, the reason why I am willing to write so much to remind you is because your act of withdrawing troops last night was a good deed. This is a prodigal son who returns home. When doing business, being able to endure the pain and cut losses in time is also a rare and excellent quality. I have a reputation for tolerance, so naturally I think you can still make corrections. As a core figure of the Grand Duke's family, I naturally have to practice the tolerance of the Grand Duke's family.

I hope you can learn from this and position yourself correctly and distinguish between the primary and the secondary in subsequent operations.

——Dre Luca's Commandments.

Rusalka picked up the feather-light paper, as if she was just in the Snake Eyes scene, and looked at the card [Bonfire] worth 180 RMB slapped on the table by her opponent. She couldn't understand what kind of person could come up with such an outrageous text after reading it eight times.

To be honest, he had never thought of writing a letter in his life. This was the first time in his second life that he took the initiative to shout to Sanita: "Brother, give me my pen."

Since Sanita had let Rusalka read the letter, he naturally guessed that Rusalka would want to write something, so he took out the paper and pen he had prepared for a long time and said, "Come, please ask Wenquxing to write an inscription."

Rusalka immediately wrote with a flourish, pinched the tip of the pen and sucked the ink. After thinking for a while, she put the pen down and said to Phoenix beside her, "Aifi, summon Shana to see you!"

Phoenix, who was eating peanuts nearby, didn't move at all. Half-human, half-ghost creatures like Rusalka should just be ignored.

"No, why did you call her here?"

"I just don't think the power of words can shake him. His level of intelligence is probably a dimension lower than mine. So since he's using a one-dimensional combination of dots, lines, and words, I can only upgrade to a two-dimensional form to barely compete with him. Shana's been making some progress in painting lately, so I want her to draw me a mouse standing in the center, raising its hands and drawing a sword. I'll then write the line 'Suddenly, a madman sharpens his sword at night!' below it."

Sanita then cooperated with him: "Ha, it's moistened up."

Jokes aside, when Rusalka was about to get serious, she thought for a long time and still couldn't figure out what to write: "I really don't understand. I'm an architect. This building is sheltered from the wind, right? Brother, how do you write it? Even if I'm a cultural desert, I've never met anyone in my two lifetimes who asked me to write an inscription for history, right? This is indeed history, right?"

Sanita: "Usually I would block people like this. You are right. This is history."

Rusalka was really puzzled: "Why the hell did you let me watch this when you knew it was history?"

Sanita: "Haha, we're all brothers, how can I be the only one to enjoy this premium food?"

Rusalka was furious: "Damn it, kill him! And you, why did you move Shi to my face, kill him too!"

Sanitta smiled and took out the letter and scroll that Theresa had written to Eli and Rusalka. "Take a look at this. This is something from the Paladin of the Golden Blade next door. This letter is for you, written by Theresa, and this locked scroll is for Eli. Of course, I cracked it open and found that it was also written by Theresa. You can take a look."

Rusalka held out her hand and said, "Give it here, let me see. How come this isn't a pink envelope? The seal is carefully sealed with a small sticker, and on the cover it says "To Rusalka from Class 1."

After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that Phoenix was standing beside him. He took a glance and breathed a sigh of relief. Good, the latter didn't seem to understand this.

"Aren't you worried that this is also history?"

"That's impossible. Age aside, in my mind, Theresa is a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, and beautiful girls don't go to the bathroom! Why is Shi Zhi here?"

"6, please review."

Rusalka hadn't expected much from this letter, and just wanted to say something random. But then Theresa's letter made him realize how unpredictable life really is. The letter contained only one simple sentence:

Knight Rusalka, once the troops have entered the outer city, would you please come to the commercial square outside the inner city to meet me alone? I have something very important to tell you, and I would be very happy if you could come alone.

Theresa's own handwriting.

Not only that, she also drew a big heart symbol behind her name, which was upgraded to two-dimensional.

Rusalka: (Brother, even if I become this...)

He flipped open the letter and glanced at the end, taking a quick look to note the name: (Dre Luca, I can't imagine this being anything other than a love confession. What would I do if she came to me in the midst of war, dressed in a wedding gown, holding roses? Hey, brother, how could I refuse?)

Sanitta: (The answer is simple: Phoenix, show your twin blades! Hydra, take the head of your army! Sanitta, call you stupid (beep!))

Rusalka: (Sweating like soybeans, what a bummer!)

As for the scroll given to Rewi, the content on it was a reminiscence written by Therese, saying that it was actually herself who gave her the necklace. By the way, she found Rewi's childhood playmate, and learned about Rewi's previous background from the records in Esdie's archives. She even discovered several of Rewi's childhood fellow villagers.

If Ai Li also hopes to regain his past memories, he should go with Rusalka to the commercial square outside the inner city to meet her, and she will tell Ai Li the truth.

Rusalka turned it over and over but didn't feel that there was anything special about it: "So why is this content worth encrypting?"

Sanitieta shrugged: "Maybe she guessed that I would peek, so she deliberately added a password to disgust me."

"Brother, although I know Theresa is a bad woman, as decent characters, we should have a correct attitude. Even if she is a bad woman, we can't slander her wantonly. After all, occupying the moral high ground is equivalent to occupying the winning side of the cartoon, and vice versa."

"I give up. You want me to laugh at your observation ability, right? Come, look over here."

Following the direction of Sanitita's finger, Rukasa saw two small characters written on the edge of the scroll, which were not usually used for writing: "It is a very bad habit to peek into the private conversations of young girls, Master Sanitita."

As if he wanted to kill Rusalka once and for all, after reading this sentence, Sanita used magic to light a flame to show Rusalka the inside of the outer shell containing the scroll.

Sure enough, there was another sentence inside the shell: But it doesn’t matter if Knight Rusalka peeks, because I love you so much.

Rusalka: (The judge announced in court that Theresa was just joking and was acquitted.)

Sunita: (Silly dog, don't you see she's mocking your uselessness?)

Rusalka said without hesitation: (Nonsense! I have it! Phoenix can testify to it.)

Sanita gave him a thumbs up for his reaction speed at this time.

Chapter 283: Alice Magic Castle Final Battle (1)

Inside the long corridor of the Imperial Palace's audience hall, a place watched by the entire world yet unable to penetrate, a world-class pinnacle showdown involving the fate of the world and a challenge from the Messenger of the Apocalypse to the gods is taking place.

Theresa flew forward with a knife in hand, but three light spears appeared from her body and shot towards Pygmalion. The latter did not dodge, allowing the light spears to hit his ink-like body. In an instant, they were swallowed up into his body without causing a single ripple.

[Power. Gluttony]: Consumes an equal amount of magic power to devour the non-physical effects of attacks on the body and converts them into [Sin Power], gaining the [Satiated] state.

[Satiation]: You cannot activate [Gluttony] in this state. The next attack will carry all the [Sin Power] converted from Gluttony, causing additional [Erosion] damage and canceling the [Satiation] state.

"It tastes pretty ordinary. You're just borrowing someone else's holy light. You can't defeat me this way. Where's your own power?"

But it seemed that he had no intention of counterattacking to exit the [Satiated] state, but was waiting for Theresa to attack before making a new move.

At this moment, a green light flashed in Theresa's pupils, and her movements suddenly became several times faster than before. She turned into a gust of wind and flashed to Pygmalion's side. The dagger in her hand was wrapped in a layer of black mist, and her arms danced into afterimages, launching a fierce attack on Pygmalion.

Pygmalion condensed two daggers exactly the same as Theresa's in his hands, snorted and laughed, and raised his hands to block.

At the beginning, Theresa suppressed him, and the black mist dagger in her hand broke through the defense line from time to time, and was swallowed by the agent's [Gluttony] power and then counterattacked. However, Theresa was very adept at these counterattacks and could easily avoid them, leaving Pygmalion with no place to use his strength.

But this advantage only lasted about 3 seconds, after which Pygmalion began to perfectly block every one of Theresa's incredibly fast moves.

Coincidence? No, there are no coincidences in the actions of the gods.

Theresa soon discovered that the opponent's blocking speed was constantly increasing. From the initial barely able to parry, he was even able to set up defenses on the attack route half a second in advance. He was still clearly still motionless and suppressed, but he reversed the situation in the blink of an eye. When his prediction was one second faster than Theresa's, he immediately switched from defense to offense, forcing Theresa, who took the initiative to move forward, to cover her body with the power of shadow to block Pygmalion's dagger flashing with dark red light. In the end, she had to use the black mist to take a few hits and flew out of the blade shadow that she felt a little unable to see clearly.

[Power. Jealousy]: When you see through a certain replicable behavior of the other party, you can copy and use it, and make it more perfect than the other party.

Pygmalion spread his hands and dispelled the dark red dagger in his hand. "You're not very proficient in using the power of the God of Nature. Simply using it to enhance your flexibility is too one-sided. You use the power of the Lady of Shadow quite well, but you're too timid. Strength is primarily used for survival and sneak attacks. Facts have proven that escaping is really useless. Forget it if you want to fight me head-on."

Theresa bit her finger and smeared the blood on her forehead. "I swear on my honor and life, and ask the gods to grant me a sacred duel. With the blood of my enemies, I will wash away my shame! Next, my attack will penetrate your vitals."

As a bright red light flashed in her eyes, the God of War's golden divine judgment fighting field instantly dragged the two of them into it.

Of course, there is an element of "cheating" in the realm of the God of War. Theresa's entire physical fitness has been secretly strengthened, and the lost physical strength can be restored in just a few breaths. As a non-believer in the duel, Pygmalion, who was sentenced by the God to fight in the realm, not only could not get the support of the Seven Sins Ritual Runes from the outside world, but even the power of heresy would be suppressed by the God of War.

The former Sanitta had little knowledge of magic. If the current Sanitta were to come in again, he would soon discover that this field is similar to his own top-level magic. The magic power in it can only go out but not in, and it cannot be replenished from the outside world. This greatly limits the mage's endurance and the upper limit of using magic circuits to cast spells.

Not only that, under Theresa's control, the entire area shrank instantly, and the distance between the two people was as if forcibly cut off, and in the blink of an eye it was shortened to a very dangerous distance.

Another melee? In Pygmalion's memory, this didn't seem to align with the fighting style of the Saint Theresa, whom he had saved and briefly observed. Was it because her identity as the Messenger of the Apocalypse had changed her too much, or was she hiding some kind of killer move?

No matter what, the jokes are over. I can't waste too much time and energy on her, a discarded child.

[Power. Anger]: The most fundamental violent behavior of all living things stems from the impulse brought about by anger. By consuming [Sin Power], all constructible abilities are strengthened.

[Power. Greed]: Life is like a long, endless staircase. People always believe they're too low, so they strive to reach the next level with all their might, never stopping to rest. Once activated, the effects of all [Sin Power] you consume are doubled. However, each time you use [Sin Power], you must consume more than the previous time, including [Gluttony], otherwise it will not take effect. If you don't consume [Sin Power] for a long period of time, this power will automatically be canceled.

Theresa stretched out her hand and summoned a dazzling teardrop-shaped gem from the void, and threw it directly at Pygmalion. The area illuminated by the gem's light instantly turned into liquid gold. This was the holy fire that had become material, and even she herself was soaked and burned by the golden holy fire.

Tears of the God of Light? She couldn't master its power, but she could use it in conjunction with the God of War's space to burn indiscriminately. Interesting.

But this was also included in the absorption effect of [Gluttony]. The agent simply waved his hand to disperse the golden liquid flames in the air, and saw Theresa holding a staff carved with a white goat's head. Aries' eyes flashed with a strange pink light. She did not use this staff-shaped stick to cast spells, but directly swept the goat's head towards him.

The agent spread out his robe, and the shadow of a bull rushed out from his chest and hit Theresa hard. Before Theresa flew backwards, her cane hit the agent's waist. Pygmalion, who was planning to continue chasing, suddenly stopped. He raised his hands abruptly, took a waltz step, and actually danced on the spot strangely.

[Joyful Celebration Dance Wand]: Targets struck by the cane will immediately begin a festive celebration dance that lasts for at least 10 seconds. Unless they are physically unable to dance, even non-dancers will briefly learn the dance and begin dancing unconsciously.

Theresa, who flew backwards, quickly used the characteristics of the domain to cut the distance, so that her body returned to the distance between the two of them when she stopped. The 10-second control time basically established the victory. At this time, she put away the Tears of the God of Light and the Dance Staff without hesitation and jumped back suddenly.

A black sickle just barely scratched across her abdomen. When she looked again, she saw that the shimmering magic circle around her had cut through the area where the divine judgment was fought.

Theresa used the power of joy to dispel the holy fire on her body: "Stop acting. I know you still have the power of [Pride]. The power of the cane has no effect on you."

Pygmalion paused his dance and shrugged. "Well, I thought you'd really trust Joy's power, but unfortunately, she's also a fallen believer. Her personality is similar to Shadow's, with abilities primarily focused on resolving conflicts and entertaining. The gods corresponding to the two powers you wield are truly quite subtle."

At this moment, a penetrating wound suddenly appeared on his chest. He reached out and touched it, and actually grabbed a ball of gray mist from the wound.

And Theresa also sneered and took out her third artifact, a crossbow.

To be precise, the crossbow itself is not a legendary artifact, but the arrow made of gray mist that reappeared on it is the artifact itself.

[Arrow of Reversal of Lies]: If this artifact is bound, when shooting with this arrow, declare the target. The arrow will then be automatically guided and shot to the target's position at the time of declaration. Successfully hitting the target's position is considered to have hit the target you declared (regardless of the target's current location). The arrow cannot be blocked by physical means, and the damage caused is true damage + annihilation damage. The damage caused by this arrow cannot be recovered unless the same level of power is used.

Power of the same level would require divine artifacts. Even the Church of the Seven Sins doesn't specialize in healing. Using the Fallen Ritual to absorb vitality might work, but with only two of them fighting, there's no vitality left. Pygmalion looked at the gray mist drifting from his hands and the unhealed wound in his chest and sighed, "Alas, this thing must be something from a prison. The God of Truth, right? He didn't show up when the demons invaded. I didn't expect you to be his follower. You're truly a conspirator."

Theresa didn't say a word. Everything she had just done, whether it was the seemingly smooth words when she unfolded the domain, and the repeated shrinking and widening of the domain distance to change the position of the agent, and finally using the liquid holy light of the Tears of the God of Light to hide the flight trajectory of the arrow, all of this was to ensure that the arrow would hit the target successfully.

And now, of course, she would not let go of this great opportunity to kill the gods. She immediately shortened the distance, and her pupils turned dark red. As the messenger of the end who devoured faith and used it for her own benefit, she could naturally use the power of the Seven Sins Agents.

But the seemingly seriously injured Agent took out the Horn of Fallen and blew it. The spread of red sound waves directly destroyed her barrier, and her blood and strength began to resonate and boil. Under the influence of this sound that directly rushed into her brain and destroyed all sanity, Theresa felt that her mind was filled with countless sinful thoughts. She was completely unable to concentrate her mind to control the power running around in her body. In the end, the magic power in her body was completely out of control and exploded completely, and Pygmalion did not stop blowing the horn, so in the end, her body actually exploded into a ball of blood mist at the sound of the horn.

Pygmalion chuckled and slowly lowered his horn. "I know Greedy is secretly collaborating with you, so I allowed him to attack the church that time. I even deliberately allocated a portion of my power of faith to him so that you could kill this guy who has been secretly going against my will and almost ruined my plans several times. I even knew you were the Messenger of the End a long time ago, but so what? Foolish fellow, you returned my artifact to me, and now you want to use my power against me?"

"Also, I'm afraid you have a small misunderstanding..."

He stomped on the ground suddenly, and an extremely domineering force directly cracked the surrounding ground. The red light completely tore apart the golden duel field. His body projected seven beams of light that connected to the magic circles on the seven stone pillars, and in an instant, the entire palace turned into a hellish sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the blood mist again, a transparent figure wrapped in pink light was directly blown away. Theresa, who faked her death and used the power of the God of Nature and the power of the Lady of Shadow to sneak herself into the shadow plane but was blown out, showed a look of horror at this time.

"Even though I came here in person, it doesn't mean I'm the weakest. On the contrary, I'm actually much stronger than the other eleven cowards hiding behind the scenes!"

Pygmalion's figure instantly appeared in front of Theresa. Before the latter's eyes could change, he stepped directly on Theresa's chest and stepped her directly into the river of blood on the ground. The bloody river water splashed out with this step, and the impact force directly created a dry area.

This was not over yet. He simply raised his hand, and a blood-red river blew Theresa into the sky. The seven palace pillars transformed into stone pillars in the river, which projected light and wrapped Theresa up. Theresa was constantly making sharp cutting sounds. She looked like she was being tortured to death, and her whole body was instantly covered with wounds. The blood gushed out of her body and disappeared into the light, making it difficult to tell for a while.

"I've said it all along. As long as I wait here, everyone will come to me. Isn't that right, Miss Endbringer? So now, please tell me who this self-proclaimed 'End' is, the one who chose you after me and gave you power? What are their characteristics? Tell me the truth, and I'll spare your life."

Teresa was barely breathing, groaning in pain, "I... I don't know Him, but I know a little."

"explain."

"Your Excellency, Agent, you shouldn't have made me bleed so much."

The magic circle in the air was suddenly corroded by the black muddy power. Theresa was covered in blood, and the blood on her body turned as black as ink. It flowed on its own and formed an inverted cross shape.

This is her last resort.

Chapter 284: Cat Talent Introduction

Seeing this, Pygmalion laughed. "This isn't the power of the Twelve Gods. No wonder she can only borrow the Holy Light of others. So she reversed the power of the God Light, using her own blood as a medium, transforming it into a spreadable curse, thus creating a new power system? Interesting, but unfortunately her mastery is limited, and it can only be transmitted through blood contact. But she's truly a genius."

But he did not take action. Instead, he lifted the barrier around him. This was because Theresa, who had broken the barrier, had already activated the teleportation function she had left behind and escaped. The figure, image, and even the sound just left in the air were just substitutes left by the power of the God of Truth. As the domain disappeared, her figure also turned into gray mist and faded away.

The agent opened his palm, and a transparent crystal key appeared on it.

The key itself was already tattered and covered in cracks, and it seemed that it was only thanks to the dense blood-red threads wrapped around it that it was barely holding on to maintain its shape and preventing it from falling apart. However, at this moment, the light on these threads had become very dim, and it looked like it would disappear soon.

"Alas, there's not much power left. This guy, Lao K, is far too sinister, and he's been so covert in establishing his power. I wonder why he gave up fighting for faith so early on. I just don't know if he's truly the end. It's a pity Theresa was bewitched into becoming the messenger of the end. Otherwise, she would have been the ideal person to complete my plan."

For now, I can only settle for the next best thing. Although the recent performance of the Great Knight of Pearl Tears, Rusalka, is promising, he is only a mortal after all. Even if I give him power, it will probably be difficult for him to grow in such a short time. However, if I can help him with the Filin follower that Lady Shadow loves and her sister whom I saved all those years ago, I might be able to realize my dream."

He slowly withdrew the key and muttered to himself, "Never mind. I've already risked everything I've got to play this game. I've done everything I could, and this is just the last piece left. Regardless of the outcome, I'll be happier than those eleven cowards hiding behind the scenes and cowering."

----

As the white light of transmission flickered, Theresa, whose body was covered with scars and was already dying, fell behind the sand tent.

Several Radiant Sisters had already been waiting on the side. They cut their wrists and poured their blood on Theresa, who then absorbed it.

This scene, which would have horrified any witness, soon ended with several pale-clothed Sisters of Glory losing their breath and falling to the ground. Teresa slowly opened her eyes and stood up. Although her breath was still weak, at least her injuries had fully recovered.

"Sure enough, even if this is just a carrier of him in this world, with the power of this curse that I have just mastered, it is still too irrational to want to fight a real god outside the church. If these gods didn't have some kind of restriction that prevented them from killing us at will, I would probably be dead. But even so, I was almost completely sealed by him. It was really too dangerous."

Theresa breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in her chair, opened the drawer and drank a bottle of water from the ancient well of life that the old wizard in the wizard tower had once drunk. Her complexion became three points redder again, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

"Tsk, the original slave-hunting teams at the Snidi border have also been eliminated by Gemini's new policy. We've completely lost contact with the former slave-hunting team under the Marquis of the Border, which was very powerful and could smuggle across the border at will. As for the Sisters of Radiance, nine of them died last time, and four more this time. Add to that the dozen or so who died in the battle at the cathedral, and one was devoured by that incompetent Lord of Hell. Now there are only eight left. I didn't expect that the Sisters of Radiance I have around are almost running out."

"That key is being sought by at least four factions. According to the Seven Sins Agent, his next choice will likely be Gemini. If he gives the remaining power to Gemini, then given my current state, seizing it by force would be extremely risky. My only option is to use the name of the Real Council and establish a partnership with Gemini to see if we can eliminate the other contenders together and secure the right to use the key."

"If he hadn't brought along that follower of the Supreme Master of Arcane, I could have even tried to establish a contract that would benefit me directly."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Theresa raised her hand and quickly used the black mist of the God of Truth to devour the surrounding corpses. She then created several fake puppets that looked exactly like them and stood beside them. "Please come in."

"Lady Saint, the items have been delivered, but the Lord of Pearl Tears is resting, so I handed them directly to Ai Li."

Although what the knight did was correct, he was even unwilling to give the thing to Sanita, and insisted on giving it to Aili.