When he saw Kurseidra falling from the air, Draguai almost rushed towards Ibn Sina. Thanks to Amy's reaction in time, he firmly held her hands. However, when he saw Kurseidra yelling towards her before his death, Draguai finally couldn't help but shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Sister--!"

This call scared Ella and Amy half to death. They dared to run out from behind the hiding pillar because Kurzedra attracted the attention of Ibn Sina. To be honest, they are less than fifty meters away from Ibn Sina. After leaving the pillar, there is almost no place to hide nearby. Kurzedra died in battle, and they were already in danger. When Draguer shouted again, the danger turned into a desperate situation, and they even lost the last glimmer of hope for escape.

But for some reason, Ibn Sina didn't seem to hear Draguè's voice. He looked around and glanced at the helpless Ella, Amy, and Draguè with a sad and angry look on his face, but it seemed that he had seen nothing. He shook his head and said to himself: "Without the pagans, the world will suddenly become pure."

Amy realized something and tentatively stretched out her hand. In the seemingly empty place, Amy felt as if her fingertips touched the flowing water curtain: "Is there magic? Could it be that-?"

Amy couldn't help but turn her eyes to Kurzedra. She was still in the shape of a black dragon, and compared to her human form, it looked huge and ugly. There were hundreds of holes all over her body, and each hole was gushing outward. The huge dragon head fell to the ground motionlessly, and the two huge golden pupils gradually expanded in the eyeballs, and it looked really dead. However, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. The figure of Draguè was printed in the golden pupils that could no longer be seen.

"Have you used all your last magic to protect your sister?"

Amy bowed slightly to Kurseidra. Then she tried hard and pulled Draguer, who was trying hard to rush out, to her: "What else do you want to do?"

Draguer looked up at Amy, his eyes filled with tears: "Sister has such magic, she can run away from the apostle! It's all because of me, it's all because of me!"

"So?" Amy said with a little reproach, "Do you want to expose yourself and make your sister's death pointless?"

"But! But--!"

Big tears kept falling from Draguè's cheeks. She kept wiping her eyes, but she could not wipe away the tears that flowed out. Instead, her whimper became louder and louder, and she finally started to cry loudly.

"You guy..." Amy tried to pull it several times, but she couldn't pull Draguè. She tried to touch the transparent curtain again. The flow of magic was slowing down. Kurzedra was dead, and the magic that hides their whereabouts would definitely not last long.

"Amy, forget it, let her cry." Ella came back to her senses from a series of changes and smiled miserably, "This is her sister after all."

"But your Majesty, if you don't leave in time, the magic will disappear..."

"What a panic? Hasn't the magic gone yet?"

Ella interrupted Amy. She walked behind Draguère and hugged her like an older sister.

"Draguè, cry. It is clearly the territory of the Seven Hills Empire, but it makes the magicians of the Tianfang Empire so domineering. This is Barcelona... and Barcelona's dereliction of duty. But I hope you know that your sister will not die in obscurity. My name is Ella Cornelius Scipio, the royal family of the Seven Hills Empire. I will remember this blood debt in your heart. I promise you that one day, the entire Seven Hills Empire will take up weapons and avenge your sister and all the closest relatives who died tragically under the hands of the Tianfang Empire."

"Fossils into sand-"

Just as Ella was speaking, a loud noise came from the direction of the hall. Draguer raised his head in a daze, but saw that the collapsed temple was once again attacked by Ibn Sina's magic. The remaining marble pillars and all other stone structures supporting the temple instantly turned into sand and rocks. The entire temple turned into a pile of sand.

The collapse of the temple had a greater impact on Draguè than her sister's death. Her tears were scared back, and facing the pile of sand, she murmured: "It's over... everything is over."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a temple." Ella continued to comfort Draguè, "There were not many visitors here. The old ones didn't go, and the new ones didn't come..."

"Royal...the royal family knows nothing!" Draguer shook Ella's hand and shouted in grief, "From Lucius Domitius Akhenobalbus to Su Cornelius Scipio, dozens of emperors, no emperor has ever thought of this temple - Ella Cornelius Scipio, I also remember your name! Six years ago, I ran to Constantinier to see you, and wanted to apply to you for repairing this temple, but you sent someone to beat them out! This temple is the key to protecting the Seven Hill Empire! Without it, how can the Seven Hill Empire resist the attack of the Tianfang Empire!"

Ella felt a little dazed. She didn't remember what Draguè said. But when she was in Constantinier, she really hated the priests of the Seven Hills Empire. They did nothing except ask for money, and they were not even as good as those of the world. If an unknown priest from a small town in the distance came to stop her from building a temple, she might indeed be beaten out by her order.

"Okay, let's talk about this later!" Seeing that Ella could not calm Draguère's emotions, Amy pulled Ella over, "Draguère, come with us. My sister is dead, I will come back with you to pay tribute to her in the future. If the temple is gone, we can also give you a place to settle down. But if you want to continue crying here, I will take His Majesty first!"

However, Draguè continued to wipe his tears hand by hand when he seemed to have not heard Amy's words.

The barrier of magic gradually became thinner. Ibn Shina suddenly shouted: "Who else is there?"

Draguè was so scared that she didn't dare to cry. Her body leaned slightly towards Amy, as if she wanted to escape. But Ibn Sina rushed to another direction opposite to them, pulling a chubby man out from behind the pillar.

The man was nothing but Paracelsus. He looked extremely scared and tried hard to take out a cross from his chest and handed it to Ibn Sina.

"The Clan of the Cross?" Ibn Shina frowned. Although the Star, Moon, Cross, and Two Sects are incompatible with water and fire, they are all part of the Tianfang Empire. He was taught a lesson by Gregori not long ago, and he was somewhat afraid, "What's your name? Why did you appear in this pagan temple?"

"My name is Hornheim." Paracelsus seemed a little scared, "My Lord Apostle, aren't you standing in this pagan temple?"

Ibn Sina stared at Paracelsus for a while, then loosened her hand holding Paracelsus's clothes: "Well, I'm missing an assistant. Come with me."

"That..." Paracelsus asked cautiously, "Where are we going?"
Chapter completed!