Black Scepter Chapter 38: Rush into the gate of heaven (5000 words)

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Andariel holding a water bag was stunned for a while, and was a little surprised by a few words of Morpheus. She couldn't help but think of herself-after becoming a human, this mother of agony had been in a state of confusion and anxiety. Her former self would never be like this, but now everything is changing. Morpheus is changing, and she is also changing.

The same is true of the world.

Morpheus looked up at the dark red sky that would never change color, and said: "According to the time of the human plane, we have not closed our eyes for two days and two nights. Let's rest here for a few hours, although I I don’t know what will happen next, but at least I can’t close my eyes to fight the enemy.”

"The enemy? You said those angels?" Andariel put down the water bag and recovered from the previous confusion. "For humans, shouldn't they be worshippers? Even if you are not a believer, They should also be considered to be in the same camp as you."

"Ignorance brings not only fear but also headless worship."

Morpheus raised his hand and raised a boulder as big as his body, built a simple "shack" to shield the sun from the roasted body, and the tons of stones were lifted effortlessly in his hands. Strangely, it is strange that there is no heavy muffled sound-this detail seems to Andalier to mean that Morpheus controls its own power far beyond the limits of humanity.

"Are you hostile to them?"

"Does it feel like I'm on the same line as you?" Morpheus waved a stone in half and turned the neat incision over as a resting platform, lazily turning Solanda's broken corner and Gard's bone spurs were thrown on it, and he lay down and sighed: "I am not hostile to them."

"Then you--"

"Until I confirm that they did not hurt Ashkandi, I will do so."

Morpheus interrupted her words rudely and aggressively, which not only did not make Andaril uncomfortable, but gave her an unexplained feeling for no reason-but she quickly adjusted this emotion And consciously sat on the stone slab prepared for her by Morpheus, holding her knees and whispering like a real girl: "You want to be hostile to heaven for a blood race-a woman? I know, your position is not like the demons of purgatory, they will not have any friendly intersection with the angels of the plane of heaven."

"Of course, except for places like shelters."

Andaril remembered his past and muttered in a low voice.

"It was because of the existence of the refuge that I understood that heaven or **** are essentially the same." Morpheus pointed to the direction of the angel army that illuminates the sky in the distance. "As long as the war starts, it brings It will only be sinful, and the innocent ones will also become guilty, and eventually evolve into a wheel of hatred. They fight with demons, who is right and who is wrong?"

Morpheus curled his mouth, closed his eyes and sighed: "No one is innocent."

As a silent listener, Andaril rarely showed disdain for Morpheus, she stared quietly at the barren land in front of her—because she also signed a contract with Morpheus, the connection between the souls She knew very well that nothing Morpheus had just said was hypocritical.

Morpheus took several months from hostility to strangers.

It took less than ten days for Morpheus to go from stranger to let Andaril hear what he said.

Andaril was a little confused--she was afraid that if she continued this way, she would really become a human being seriously affected by her own values. With her chaotic thoughts, she lay on a cool stone slab. In exhaustion, I completely fell into deep sleep.

Almost instantly, she found herself in an inexplicable dream.

The scene is still purgatory, but Andariel finds that he has regained all the power that the "mother of pain" should have-her huge spider body and the elements condensed by her hands are as strong as they once were in the heyday of purgatory .

Rejoicing emotions suddenly enveloped her, Andariel raised her hands in an unbelievable manner, stood on her "nest" and waved abruptly towards the distance-the bursting element brought up a large smoke, everything It used to give Andariel a thrill to control everything.

Soon, she remembered the fact that Solanda was dead, but to confirm that she was still rushing towards the burning throne. When Solanda’s broken body came into view, Andariel completely Hysterical laughter began, her laughter echoed in the empty valley, which was unusually harsh.

Human identity? Go to hell!

"Oh, dear Andalil, do you want to work with us?"

However, a word suddenly interrupted her laughter, Andariel suddenly turned back, but saw the lord of lies Currie Lane-the latter was standing not far away with a smile on his face.

"Join together?"

"The five lords of purgatory are all sealed. Who is their owner now? You don’t naively think that you will become the new lord?" The fact that Curtriline confided shocked Andalil. Ecstasy, this guy who is the best at lies is moving forward, very bewitchingly continued: "So, I will ask you a question whether we should join forces with us to become the new ruler of purgatory?"

"You guys?"

Andariel frowned, and the spider-like body moved forward a few steps, and she appeared a little hesitant.

"Mandal, the Lord of Fear, Gaad, the Lord of Disaster, Andariel, the Mother of Pain, and Curtriline, the Lord of Lies, oh, what a perfect combination, which makes me think about the future of purgatory. "

Wait.

Andaril suddenly looked at his hands. The pale and bloodless arms were as good as they were in the impression, but as she stared tightly, she noticed a difference.

It seemed unbelievable. She looked around, and the shape of the valley did not change, but the place where Gade's "finger of death" blew out of the depression was intact-right Gade? Hasn't this culprit been killed by Morpheus? !

"Damn Curtleline!"

Andaril suddenly turned his face and directly raised his hands to pour out his whole body of power to the front—"This is a dream? All this is fake! You shameless liar, do you want to cheat again?" Me?"

"Go die!"

Andariel’s full-strength attack exploded the sky of smoke, but when the smoke cleared, Curtriline’s intact body reappeared in front of her.

It's just that his face became erratic, with a kind of unique bird of prey after the scheme was taken through.

"How do you see through?"

Currayline understands that his measurement of creating dreams has been seen by Andariel, and he never expected that he would fail in the "dream structure" that he is best at. The sense of frustration in his heart made Curtline not choose to disappear immediately--

He is arrogant to understand why he failed.

"Gad the Lord of Hazard? Ha, he is already dead."

Andaril stared at the indifferent expression of Curtriline, and just said this sentence, he instantly changed the color of Curtriline, and the whole dream suddenly collapsed and collapsed, leaving the body with the "mother of pain" body. She instantly fell into the dark abyss

Opening her eyes suddenly, Andariel saw the stone "shack" built by Morpheus above her head. She took a deep breath, and Xinqing suddenly lost her heart.

From the "Mother of Pain" to becoming a mortal in an instant, although he knew that it was a dream designed by Curtriline, Andariel was still more troubled by the inner heart of this fantasy. Mocking?

"What's your dream?"

Morpheus’s voice suddenly sounded next to him. He was sitting on the stone slab and was depicting some patterns with fragments of the sacred lance, without looking up.

"Nothing."

Andaril’s gaze dodges somewhat.

"Ketrien's dream is as realistic as his strength, isn't it?" Morpheus whispered: "He has affected you, I can see it."

Andalil only found some fine sweat beads on the forehead of Morpheus-she has never seen Morpheus sweating along the way, and the situation now makes her draw a very straightforward conclusion That is, Morpheus is also influenced by Curtriline, so he will see clues from his similar state.

"They seem to want to dominate purgatory."

Morpheus raised his hand, wiped his sweat, and sighed back: "That's just a guise, no one can dominate the purgatory, just like there is no real ruler in the human plane. Have you been attracted?"

"I refused."

"He also asked me, but I agreed."

Morpheus smiled faintly, but made Andariel raise his head violently, his eyes full of incredible.

"His reaction is similar to yours. In fact, everyone understands that this kind of nonsense is countless. I promised, just to let me understand more clearly what they are facing-their dangerous and cunning, always at the moment. Remind me not to relax any vigilance," Morpheus stood up and looked at the sky above her head, saying with some fascination: "What are you always looking forward to? The culmination of pursuing power under this sky of destruction. "

Andariel looked at the boy in front of him who looked up at the sky—or a man, without answering.

Because now she no longer knows the true answer in her heart.

"My only goal now is to be able to watch the most important people in my life to live in peace, and I live a free life in a place where I can see the blue sky and white clouds."

Morpheus smiled, picked up the parcel and the messy long-horn bone spurs, threw the water bag to Andalil, who had been silent, and whispered when he stepped out: "Is it easy to see? "

Andariel held the water bag and got up to catch up with the Morpheus. She did not answer any words out loud, but she quietly made a decision in her heart

"Gard is dead."

Ketriline spoke bluntly to Mandal and the blood patriarchs in the abyss and sinking coalition.

This news suddenly made it difficult for everyone to look, but no one went back to question the words of the strongest person-because in terms of the previous situation, if it is about strength, the Lord of Calamity is the only one who is qualified. With the existence of a frontal confrontation with Curtriline, even the Lord of Fear, Mandal, can't resist the real violent attack of Curtriline, not to mention the direct blood of the monarch level, there is no dark scepter, they are stronger, in Cotri Lion's eyes were nothing but bats.

"What did the angels of Magnus Council do?"

Mandal squinted and asked, but then he overturned this conclusion. "Gard is not that stupid. Is it because the dragon is the one who will find the angel himself? No matter how strong the dragon is, Posed a threat to him."

"Who does not matter, what matters is that our strength is now weakened."

Currayline’s eyes were fixed on Mandal, and the low tone revealed an undisguised strength—“So, if the army can’t keep up with the supply, we may face even more embarrassment.”

"I understand what to do."

Mandal’s eyes narrowed, apparently uncomfortable, as Curtriline was so powerful, he also knew that the death of Gad was not simply due to his own arrogance or negligence-when Gad chased after him Cotriline stopped everyone, what is the conspiracy behind this?

Some things can't be broken, and the consequences of casual debunking may be a complete face-turn and a dead net. Without talking much, Mandal turned around and left to prepare for a new round of troop increases.

At this moment, Morpheus and Hydera and Andalil have arrived a few kilometers in front of the Portal of the Legion.

Holding their breath, they did not dare to move closer, because although the battle angels staying in front of this golden portal did not have the strength of the main angels of the Magnus Council, each one was above the "a" level. There are as many as two thousand angels staying here, and a tower has been constructed to occupy the commanding heights to guard and protect this gate from being attacked and destroyed by the enemy.

Morpheus was lying on a gravel, looking at the angel position ahead, squinting silently.

Andalil next to her face didn’t look very good—although she knew that she might be faced with this scene, when she really saw the battle angels with wings, standing together, she could not help but start It's crazy to think that Morpheus wants to do something.

Pierce the line of defense of these angels and go through that door to find Ashkandi, who may not exist? Andariel began to torture himself in the heart-to be himself, would he really be desperate for a goal?

"The shape of Hydera will make this group of angels discover at the first time that my magic may not be able to stop the group attacks of those angels at all."

Andariel finds that the reason she is looking for is terrible-what she thinks in her mind now is not "will she die?", but "how determined is Morpheus?".

A woman always has some inexplicable ideas at a certain moment, and these ideas usually come from her true instinct.

"You and Hydera stay here, I won't let you do this kind of thing." Morpheus glanced back from the front position, turned over and opened his backpack, there are seven or eight levels of terrifying inside Reel, Morpheus took out three pieces and threw them aside. The rest were thrown to Andariel. "With your fighting consciousness enough to use them to avoid any pursuit, Hydera will cooperate with you."

"You trust me that way?"

Andariel squeezed a heavy suitcase with enough water and food in it. Morpheus did not emphasize this, but made her feel a little awkward-when she needed a guy who should be an enemy. ?

Morpheus didn’t answer anything, just put Gard’s venomous bone spur on the stone surface next to Andariel, picked up a large slap stone, and raised his hand to condense the power to melt the stone There was a hole-a spell scroll was inserted into the stone, and Morpheus immediately used his fingertip to depict a miniature magic circle on the surface of the stone. After injecting the crystal wire energy, the body suddenly rang a "crack" sound, and then stepped Two steps directly said that the stone was thrown towards the other side of the angel base!

The stone flew a few kilometers in a straight line near the speed of sound in the air, and then there was no movement.

"If I can't come back at this time tomorrow, I will take Hydera back to the portal when I came back."

The Morpheus carrying the sacred gun, carrying Solanda’s broken angle, turned his head and said to Andariel: "I will not force you to do anything, I just hope you can understand what I believe in. "

"Faith"

Andaril looked at his back and turned away, muttering to the words that seemed to be related to the angels in front of her, but then she understood that the "faith" that Morpheus said would never be Some deity.

"Why do you do this to me?"

She looked at the back that disappeared from the ground quickly and disappeared, holding a line of capsule scrolls and venomous bone spurs. She was shocked inexplicably in her heart.

The figure of Morpheus is like a sharp arrow flying close to the ground, spanning several kilometers in a blink of an eye, and straight into the edge of the angels’ position.

He didn’t rely on any magic power, he was running wildly~IndoMTL.com~ But he didn’t bring any dust and extra traces-even when he could see the battle angel standing at the commanding height in the distance At the time, the other party did not notice the guy who was walking along the shadows on the rugged horizon.

He found a huge rock and hid behind him, and then seemed to wait for something-and within a few seconds, the scroll he had just thrown away in the distance was burnt and activated by the magic circle!

"Summon: Earth Puppet."

This is a rare summoning scroll from Yizuir’s legacy. Unlike the “Mandhal Arrival” released with the Severus Scepter in Sisselin, this scroll comes from the strongest human plane. The big element summoner's hand, so its effect is to directly constitute sixteen giant "puppets of the earth" up to ten meters in height from the elements on the ground!

In less than ten seconds, these giant puppets began to march towards the angel position. Their weight was huge. The footsteps of the sixteen puppets immediately caught the angels’ attention. The light of the alert instantly over hundreds of battle angels were ready to fight and turned the center of gravity of the camp's forces towards the direction of the puppets of the earth.

At this moment, the guard force in front of the portal has reached its weakest. (..)