Black Scepter Chapter 84: Temple Bloodline

>Morpheus had to admit that Andariel was right. Now he is completely passive. The only thing he can read from the mother’s distress words is that he can’t die yet. *1*1*

"What are you going to do?"

He asked.

"Me? Urie turned me and Curtriline from start to finish. His behavior made me understand that the existence of the shelter was a joke. He used you to create chaos and let all planes know yours. Existence-huh... Isn't it until now that you haven't understood what your identity means?"

Morpheus shook his head with no choice. The demon sounded like he was being laid out by Urie more than once--sounds ridiculous: a Judgment Day used a trap to trap the demon?

This is something that the Holy See cannot imagine.

"You have the blood of the church... This means that the plane that has never been involved in the dispute is ready to shoot."

Andariel spoke lightly about the word "Sanctuary" that made Morpheus without any concept, but he didn't know what it really meant.

"So...since Urie wanted to use the trap to achieve his purpose-hey, I let him do it. The tearing of the human plane is not easy, but I am thankful that there seems to be a teleport ready The door is closed." She pointed to the far west, frowning, and seemed to be feeling something, and then said to herself: "It seems to be deep underground? A castle surrounded by a complex underground city?"

The corners of Morpheus’s mouth unnaturally twitched, because Andariel’s words reminded him of a place: Arantis...

In the end, when it was dawn, Morpheus, who was not "pleasant" to talk to Andariel, decided to go to Balice immediately-the mother of pain disappeared in the room after that conversation and never appeared again. However, his decision made his father Acar silent for a long time.

"Why are you fighting?"

This is the last question asked by the Duke of Acar before leaving, but it is also the least understood question for Morpheus in a long time.

Ashkandi is missing, the scepter is missing, and the territory is threatened. Andariel may go straight to Arantis, the base of the night watchman... Morpheus is asked by this question-why he is fighting ?

"For yourself."

In the end, he came to this conclusion-he needs to become stronger. If Ashcandi encounters something unexpected, he will also die. Without the strength brought by the scepter, he will become an ant in the eyes of the powerful planes. The territories and night watchmen disappear, and the troubles of the blood and the Holy See will make them completely fugitives who have nowhere to go.

"Understand for yourself, that’s enough, don’t waste energy on things that are irrelevant. It’s more important than living.” The Duke patted him on the shoulder, a little lonely said: “How I hope you are like Like the nobles of Constantinople, being a second ancestor in their own territory, even if you bully men and women, I can watch you grow up with peace of mind."

"I would also like to see Old Palfa bring me back the news that you were in the academy, who was bullied, who was irritated, which girl was fancy, everything is better than you fighting for survival in the strange land .{Http://../Friend upload update}"

The old sigh sighed, "Your mother is destined to come from the day you were born, I can't stop this from happening."

Morpheus looked at his father, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable-but he still asked the question that he has never been able to say: "My mother..."

"I haven’t told you because she is not a human plane," the Duke touched the dim purple iris insignia on his chest. "'Sanctuary', this is her name for her hometown."

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When Ashcandi regained consciousness and opened her eyes, the oncoming light almost blinded her.

The red eyes gradually adapted to the light in front of them. In the field of vision, the vast white sea of ​​clouds moved slowly in the distance, and the ground was covered with pure white stone slabs. The field of vision was pulled in, and the buildings were as tall as the sky. The building is in sight.

Gold and white make up these majestic temples and stone pillars. Ashcandi looked down at her body—the chain of bright white light like the wings of an angel imprisoned her limbs and countless symbols on the ground. The text provided a powerful energy for this chain. Ashcandi pulled hard, but it brought a slight buzz that covered hundreds of square meters of the foot circle.

This is...

Looking around, Ashcandi found himself in a plane that seemed to have been in the future and he never wanted to come.

A white and sacred atmosphere, an angel with wings on his back walking slowly outside the building...Here seems to be the "Angel Realm" of "Heaven"!

It is definitely not a good thing to let a blood race come to such a place. Ashcandi tried hard to feel the fluctuation of the contract of the left arm servant, but narrowed his eyes in the next second.

Like Morpheus, she can't feel each other's existence.

"Blood, please explain why you are here."

A large figure appeared outside the large circle, with silver armor and golden light wings-one of the main angels of the Magnus Council, Perseus.

His light wing is different from any angel. It is a semi-smoky void state. Behind this angel, the dozen or so fighting angels who respectfully followed him made this imprisonment method that has not been used for almost a thousand years The atmosphere before the battle was unusually tense.

"Explain?"

Ashkandi looked down at the light chains of his wrists and ankles, "What does this mean?"

"This is not a place where a blood group should appear, let alone a blood group on the edge of a king. We are holding you to prevent unnecessary conflicts," Perseus answered almost without hesitation. In response to Ashcandi’s question, "So, now, please explain why you are here."

"What if I don’t explain?"

Ashkandi’s fingers pinched the chain around his wrist, and he used force-the burst of incandescent halo made the whole circle start to shake!

"You have to understand the cost of declaring war now. I don't think you are a stupid blood family."

Perseus stepped forward a few steps without changing his face, standing more than ten meters away from Ashkandi, the smoky light wing spread out, "The Magnus Council does not allow the angel kingdom There is chaos in order."

"Order?"

Ashkandi recalled her previous battle of losing Morpheus traces. She couldn’t tell how lost she was at this moment. She didn’t want to hear an angel chatting with herself. She raised her head and her red eyes. As the strength of the arm increased, a golden halo appeared faintly...

This scene stunned Perseuston!

"You...have the power of the temple?"

Perseus exclaimed, but saw Ashcandi violently break the chain of his left wrist, and the shattered explosion caused an impact, blowing Perseus’ wings back up. !

Ashkandi is not interested in thinking too much. The only thing she wants to do is to leave here immediately to find the untraceable guy. For Perseus’ words, she answered without thinking: "What strength do I have to do with you? You arrogant and arrogant angels, really think that everything under your eyes is full of "order"?"

"What do you say...?"

Perseus watched Ashcandi break free of a chain on his wrist, but he was shocked and did not step forward.

"Don’t you know that a plane where angels and demons co-exist is being built out of your vision? Didn’t you find that the guy with the blue sword disappeared?"

As soon as the words fell, Ashcandi, who was tearing at the yoke of his left wrist, found out... that the white circle suddenly stretched out countless chains and bound her body almost instantly!

Perseus raised his hands under the hood and fully activated the imprisoned circle at the foot of Ashcandi-the light wings stretched, but he asked aloud, "You said Ull?!"

As a member of the Magnus Parliament, he naturally understands the fact that Urie was absent from the last few meetings, but there was no quarrelsome fighting between the angels, and no main angel paid attention to these things, but The words of Ashcandi, a blood family who suddenly appeared from the heteroplane, gave him an unpredictable hunch--

Of course, Perseus knew that there were a few blue swords on the angel plane, and he almost immediately concatenated the news with a series of clues-and the conclusion reached that this wisdom angel had An indescribable sense of crisis.

He turned directly and flew towards the center of the Angel Realm, without any intention to ignore Ashcandy.

"Damn it."

The Queen of Red Eyes looked down at her chains and cursed in a low voice.

In the field of vision, the battle angels stood around to enclose themselves, and the hostility of the heavens to the blood races can be seen, but they can feel the very different breath in Ashkandi’s body from the ordinary blood races—— The sacredness from the higher plane is mixed with the blood of the blood from the abyss of hell.

She is no longer a pure blood.

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Sinking, abyss, purgatory—the three planes of **** seem to be no different in the eyes of mortals, but obviously, according to the strength of the highest ruler, purgatory is the first, abyss is the second, sinking is the second.

But even Kulkara, the king-level blood of the ruler of the sinking world, is more than three grades higher than most of the so-called strong men in the human plane-but at the moment, he is at the top of the sinking world. Facing an unprecedented crisis.

A bright track appeared in the dark sky, but suddenly a bright golden light burst out halfway through the fall-the "meteorite" split in two, one flew towards the dark border , The other, came straight to the dark castle where Kulkara was!

"Boom!"

The headquarters of the Barona blood tribe is located on the mountain peak at the center of the sinking boundary, and the bright meteorites that fell from the sky broke through the towers at the edge and burst into the main body of the castle in the next moment!

Kulkara suddenly jumped out with a scepter. He did not expect that someone would disrupt his order on the “ground” in this way. He spread his wings and came to the front of the ruins of the castle’s main hall. The members of the same family who were killed stepped towards the "uninvited guest".

"Ha-the breath of sinking...it has always been so fresh."

Before waiting for Kurkala to say anything, a word came out of the smoke-filled crater.

He didn’t let the scepter leave him for half a step. He narrowed his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ made a warning posture to the unknown guy in front of him--"Another intruder who doesn’t help himself? You know, this is the castle of the Ballena family?"

"Oh? Ballena?" A soft voice came out of the smoke, staying a little cynical. "Does it sound powerful, but I have a problem, little bat."

Little bat.

This is the first time Kulkara has heard others call himself in this vocabulary-he is a king-level blood and exists at the same level as Ashcandi. Who has the courage to offend his authority?

Kurkara, whose wings spread to both sides because of his anger, is ready to attack. Although the scepter in his hand cannot be used by himself, for him, any item is enough to become a lethal weapon.

"Do you think...you have a scepter called an artifact in your hand, and you are truly invincible?"

The ridiculous words echoed in the ruins with the smoke dissipating. A huge demon figure appeared in front of Kulkara, making his breathing almost stop-the king of lies, Curtriline reached The real form of five meters appeared in front of him, and the numerous tentacles he protruded had attacked Kulkara without hesitation!