Black Scepter Chapter 52: Competitive Martial Arts Conference (five k)
>【Still just home, the update is a bit late, sorry! Seeking a red ticket! 】
Morpheus was a little dry, and he couldn’t find the words. He sat there and looked at Ashcandy. The two were silent, and they didn’t seem to know what to say. WwW. NgWeNXuE. M
"Home... has always been a luxury word for me."
Ashkandi looked back silently and was a little preoccupied: "Remember that my father said the most that I couldn’t promise me a happy family."
"But the opportunity always exists, as long as we fight for it, don't we?"
Morpheus replied softly, then sighed and smiled helplessly, "What was once was only once, we always have to look forward. As for the perfect family... what do you think is "home"?"
"I don't understand." Ashcandi shook his head, but continued: "But now, it's fine."
This sentence makes Morpheus's head a little hot for no reason... He felt a little dry, and got up and said: "It's not early, I will go back first."
Finally, he gathered the courage to gently kiss Ashcandi’s forehead, but he did half of his bending, but found that the palm of his hand beside Ashkandi had been gently held by her live.
The blood temperature is slightly lower than the human body temperature. It seems that Morpheus’s mind was blown by the thunder and thunder, and the lips that originally kissed the forehead moved involuntarily...downward...Finally, he did not speak but expressed his heart with action Ashcandi kissed together.
Morpheus is panting a little bit—because he feels that there is a flame burning in his body—drinking some red wine for dinner, but this is not the reason why he did something instinctively and has been addicted The greasy feeling of Morpheus strongly resisted the inner thoughts and gently stood up, looking at the pair of blurred green eyes, his throat moved, and finally whispered: "Good night."
Ashkandi’s finger gently left Morpheus’s palm and blinked, saying, "Is this home?"
"Where you are, that is."
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As the human plane prepares for a grand event, the atmosphere of the heaven plane can be described as freezing.
Mars’ serious injury was an unexpected situation for all Magnus Council members. When Urie led the paradise army from Purgatory and was forced to retreat by Kosuhir, Mars, who had been in a coma for a long time, was discovered by the fighting angel Already dying, the angel of wisdom Perseus indignantly questioned why Urie did not stop Morpheus in time, but the only answer was silence.
Perseus asked about the situation after Mars awoke, but felt a sense of coldness for no reason-how powerful Morpheus is, and he can be chased down by thousands of fighting angels and Mars Can you retreat with a serious injury?
Ashkandi destroyed the unrequited "land of confession" in paradise. The ruins left behind silenced the members of the Magnus parliament, and the mountains and fortresses that built this area completely disappeared, leaving only the middle The flat open space where Ashcandi once stayed. The impact of the explosion made it a radial basin. Even if the energy of the soul escaping in the air for a long time, it still shows a strong rhythm.
The angels can feel Ashkendy’s emotions in his heart...anxiety and anger.
"She can't escape from here..."
The main angels of the Magnus Council have forgotten their frustration in purgatory, because they cannot face the fact that even their "old nest" is almost turned upside down by others. In fact, it should be said that it is "self-reliance".
If Ashkandi came to the plane of heaven and was not imprisoned, but let her return to the plane of humanity, where would this cause these things? But everything has consequences and reasons. When everything has happened, the only thing these angels can do is to rectify the army and prepare to continue to investigate the situation of purgatory-no angel is willing to trace the whereabouts of Morpheus now and hold him accountable. Because the human plane is not like purgatory, members of heaven must not actively come to the human plane without being called, because that would break the rules of the plane and be punished from the high plane... and the so-called "high plane" is the "temple" With "Temple".
Ulie and other main angels once again led the army to the portal of the Purgatory plane. Last time because of the threat of Cosuhir, they wisely chose to retreat-because they experienced two defeats and they understood " "Hard to come" has no effect, so this time, the Angel Plane changed its strategy, preparing to send a small number of scout troops to scout the movement of Kodriane's demon army before deciding where to attack.
After all, there is no way to deal with the angel army when pursuing the purgatory lord, but the only demon army that killed the purgatory lord Solanda and Phillas twice in a row actually has a "strategic weapon". Glorious, the current behavior of the angel army is tantamount to waiting for the opportunity to "share a piece of soup" behind this demon army, but this is currently the only effective way, and most of the main angels of the Magnus Council have not refuted this decision... Only Mars voted against it.
Obviously, he can’t forget this shame even if his helmet is shattered by Morpheus. His only thought in his mind now is revenge-except for revenge, the war against the **** lord in purgatory doesn’t even care!
But this crazy state has made all the members of the Magnus Council collectively vote to let the main angel leave the council to calm down for a while, because they all understand that the prejudice caused by emotional minds and personal grudges will never What a just move for the plane of heaven.
But Mars, who was angry and left the Parliament, returned to the dark red mountain where he was with his spear—he was waiting, waiting for any opportunity to revenge on everything Morpheus had done to him.
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During the purgatory, the demon army led by Curtriline and Mandal stopped, and did not launch any impact on the third purgatory lord in these days.
They are waiting, not for the active attack of the fallen angel Kosuhir, but for the restoration of their original power with the "weapon" in their hands.
Soranda’s horrible existence said that he would die if he died. The anger of Phyllas was destroyed by a blow to his breastplate and head. This incredible power would never be by Curtriline. What you can have is not what anyone in this team can master.
Where does it come from?
The answer lies in what Cochlein has in his hands—a heart that is no longer beating, lying quietly on the tentacles of Cotley Lane as if it were a stone. Crayline accidentally discovered that when he destroyed Sulfuras' scepter, he was standing in the sinking world to open the cracks of purgatory. After Sulfuras' scepter melted in the purgatory lava, he noticed a wave of fluctuations, and after quietly returning to the purgatory plane, he Quickly found this hidden deep existence.
Nothing else, it was the heart of the sixth lord of purgatory.
No one knows why this lord suddenly died and disappeared into the plane of purgatory—Solanda and Phylras’s “death” is just that the souls are sealed because their souls never die, and this company Why do lords whose names are all forgotten have no idea where the soul seal is?
But it doesn’t matter where its soul is. What’s important is that Curtriline who found the heart of the lord has a powerful power that no one can imagine—even a heart that is no longer beating, it can The power released can still hit the other two purgatory lords in an instant!
However, after this, the energy of this heart has been exhausted, the main reason why the team is stuck here is that Curtriline needs to slowly "charge" this heart, but this does not mean that the entire demon army is not new. 'S movement, consolidating the territories of the former comrades of Firras and Solanda, and encroaching on their previous resources, Cotriline immediately possessed millions of demonic troops and countless "food", and also found one that made him extremely impressed Things of interest...or rather, acquaintances.
The Angel of Justice, the soul of Calparis.
Karparis, who was tortured by Solanda and has no soul, can only be said to be dying even if he exists in a soul state at this moment. Although the soul cannot "death" but can only "dissipate", Karpa Now Reese, even as a soul, is showing a state of madness.
He was silent, as if he would never speak, but attacked all the creatures close to him like crazy—whether it was a low-level demon, or Mandal or Curtriline, but his soul energy could not have been right. Anyone poses a threat, which makes his behavior look like a fool taking a crazy drug.
"Huh, it's really pitiful."
Currayline faced the angel who was waving his arms and wanted to rush towards himself, but was imprisoned by the imprisonment circle. He pouted his lips and turned to leave. He wanted to get something out of his mouth. It also disappeared. When the lie master left, he raised his hand and hit a beam of light with the angel's chest. He instantly collapsed to the ground like a suffocation, and his pale blue body became weak and abnormal, completely unable to move.
"Since it's garbage, don't blame someone for disposing you."
The Lord of Lies walked far away, and the blood patriarchs who followed behind him were frightened and could not help but think of the end of Kadeer who had always confronted Kotleyline before...
Inferno, it always seems to be this life-and-death rhythm.
But in the far north of purgatory, there is no overwhelming lava and only the black frozen ground fallen angel territory, quiet seems to be the only theme here.
In the rolling mountains, there are countless two-winged demons, that is, they completely drove the coalition of tens of thousands of angels out of the purgatory plane-even if more than 70,000 were killed and injured, these demonic troops have never been injured. The loss of bones alone can tell the strength of the fallen angels.
In the deepest part of the mountains of purgatory like the sea, the fallen angel Kosuhir himself sat on a stone bench.
Compared to the tall and majestic Thoranda Throne, this stool is as simple as a poor craftsman’s work, rough and ugly, but its effect is obvious-this is a stone table chess board two stone stools one of the.
Cosu Hill looked at the chess board in front of him, and a white robe was prominent in this dark cave, but contrary to the countless circumstances of other lords who shouted and shouted, the entire mountain was within a kilometer distance. There is no demon.
He is not like a king, but he has a more oppressive atmosphere than any other king. The few players on the chess board in front of him, let him watch for a long time.
"Next step, who will it be?"
Cozuhir's blood-red eyes stared at one of the dark chess pieces and asked himself.
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Byzantine, the national feast is coming soon, and the whole city is gradually filled with the ups and downs of the festival.
The number of shops and the number of people walking around the city are unprecedented, so that when anyone is on the Constantinople main road, they will lament that this is indeed the "center of the world."
In the morning, after breakfast, Morpheus and Ashcandi and Little Loli took to the streets to feel the lively atmosphere of the city as they greeted this unprecedented feast. A carriage from the Royal Palace stopped at the gate of the Duke’s Palace. Morpheus wondered and immediately understood what was going on. For the injury to Andariel, Edward III would naturally not forget it. For Andari The one-carriage "gift" delivered by Seoul is a perfect solution to this series of cooperation matters.
"Andalil, these are for you."
Little Loli looked up at Morpheus suspiciously, stepped forward to the carriage, looked at a few tightly closed boxes, and asked, "This is for me? Why?"
Morpheus shrugged: "Because you were injured in the palace, this is their apology."
The guards of the palace politely opened the box, and displayed all kinds of precious clothes, jewelry, treasure books and short sword staffs in front of Andariel, and she never had the concept of "property". What, just stared in a daze for a long time, then turned around and asked Morpheus again: "Can I take it away?"
"You will be in charge of how they will be in the future."
"Oh."
Andareel, who was just stunned for a while, calmed down and waved his servants from the Duke’s Palace to help them move away. Then he kept pace with Morpheus without looking back.
"Why not take a closer look?"
Morpheus was curious that Andariel resisted the "temptation" so easily, gently pushing Ashkandi to the nearest Cauchy School of Knighthood, he asked the little loli who was beside him.
Andariel snorted and said, "Anyway, it's something ordinary."
"What is not ordinary?"
Morpheus asked rhetorically.
Andariel turned his head and responded with a weird look: "You."
This answer made Ashkandi laugh out loud, and Morpheus's eyebrows were also weirdly entangled together. Eventually, he shook his head and didn't plan to ask any more. He walked quietly across the long street, for two People talked about their deeds in Cauchy School of Knighthood, and soon came to the door of this college.
Looking at the familiar door, Morpheus couldn’t help but think of the three roommates Boozer, Hiddink, and Corvin. After returning to Constantinople, he hadn’t had time to contact them. —— Morpheus was a little trance, turned his head, but realized that Prince Lankinus was standing not far away.
This is definitely a coincidence. Knights of the Round Table Prince Hades did not bring those cumbersome honor guards, but simply rode a horse to the front of the Cavaliers Academy. It was not surprising to see Morpheus: "Why, want to be nostalgic?"
"It's true." Morpheus nodded with a smile, then pointed to the front and said: "What happened to the college?"
"There will be contests in those messy events that will start a few days later. I'll catch some **** for long-term insight." Prince Hades chatted with Morpheus in a funny and non-serious way, and he waved his hand. "Take them in if you want to go in. I happen to have something to tell you."
This is just right. Morpheus quickly pushed Ashkandi to keep up with his footsteps. Hades politely greeted Ashkandi and Andalil and looked at Morpheus and said: "You Have you ever played Corian?"
This question is straightforward, Morpheus has no hesitation, nods, and answers: "Under desperate circumstances, there should be a chance."
This answer was not what Prince Hades expected. After Morpheus finished speaking, he stopped and stared at him for three seconds, then shook his head and walked forward and said: "I didn't expect... I didn't expect it... Old Corian also has today."
"Say it that way. In fact, most of the time I still have to be beaten by him." Morpheus smiled. "He has too much strength. Even now, if I hit him with ten punches, I won't be able to hold any more. Now."
"Ten punches? Huh, kid, look at the group of Knights of the Round Table parliament, none of them can block his second punch." He pointed to himself and whispered: "I've suffered a punch, the old man Without any effort, I flew out, really **** a monster."
"I don't think you are here to support me specifically?" Morpheus looked at the Prince, who was always serious but always exaggerated, "Let me guess... Your Majesty is going to let me be a thug?" "
The prince said bluntly: "Your Majesty, the Dragon Knight, has been choosing whether to make it public or not. It’s public... You must go to the competition to prove that you are strong enough to control the dragon and produce other countries. Deterrence, but make sure that your strength is so strong that no one can break it, otherwise your majesty will not make this decision, so as not to make it public..."
"Okay~IndoMTL.com~ I understand the meaning of those questions just now." Morpheus rubbed his brows, but said with a helpless smile: "You already know that my strength has surpassed the entire Knights of the Round Table parliament. Your majesty certainly understands what to do. What did I say, right?"
Prince Hades laughed, patted Morpheus on the shoulder, stopped at the entrance of the Cavaliers Hall, whispered: "To be honest, I also want to see what strength your kid has now, There will definitely be people from the top ten families at the competition, and I don’t want to miss the chance to watch a good show."
"Ten families?" Morpheus, who knew he could not refuse, was too lazy to refute, but fortunately directly asked about the enemies he might encounter, "Can Knights of the Round Table be powerful?"
"It’s the old guys in the round table council and the golden compass who have big hands in one hand," he said, remembering something, coughing twice, "Don’t compare Lilith to them, I didn’t want to toss and die myself only Daughter."
After he finished, he pointed to the door. "I’m going to talk nonsense, I’ll be fine after a while."
Finally, he entered the auditorium, and Morpheus exhaled, sitting on a stone bench next to him and looking at the sky.