The Amber Sword: Act 217 Curtain X

"Gods don't really die out. They just lose their power and sleep in the deep space. It is said that Dragon of Twilight planted a seed in the world of order in the last era. God races will count and think about it. That cage came to seal her. The seed should have been destroyed, but it is said that she was not dead. She has been sleeping in this world if Dragon of Twilight found her ... if Dragon of Twilight found her ... "

"What will happen?" Brando jumped in his heart. This sentence caught his attention, subconsciously asked.

"Dragon of Twilight will discover the real secret of our world. At that moment, death and despair will dominate everything. We have no way to escape. Everything, the destiny of Marsha and the gods, will all open its wings. Occluded "

"The secret of our world?" Brando frowned, why is this again? He asked, "What is the secret of our world?"

"I don't know, I don't know, sir, that's just a legend, but that legend is true, you see, it's already realized ..."

Brando suddenly realized that the girl's situation was a bit wrong. He glanced back and found that Andrea was so dark that his pupils and white eyes were swallowed up by something. He was startled and hurried to catch it. Hold each other's shoulders and shake it hard:

"Wake up!"

Andrea suddenly froze, and the darkness in her eyes faded quickly. She looked at Brando at absentmindedly, suddenly her feet softened, and subconsciously knelt down.

Brando quickly hugged her. Shouted: "What happened to you, Andrea Young Lady?"

"I ... I'm okay ..." Andrea paled and finally returned to her senses. She grabbed Brando's strong arms and stood firm: "I'm sorry, sir, my mind is taken away by darkness."

"Don't lose hope, things are still far from that."

"I understand."

Brando Then she let go of her hand, turned back, and slowly made a void sword-drawing movement, a golden flame flowing up from his palm, forming a long sword with cracks.

Holy Sword Ordefeiss. Seven of Holy Sword's most resistant Holy Sword. At the same time, the allegorical meaning of Way of the Golden Flame has the meanings of purification and purity, which is most suitable to deal with the evil and distortion in the nightmare of God. However, the son of the evil **** is homologous to it, naturally it is also under the restraint of Holy Sword.

The other Holy Sword, which is more suitable for dealing with the son of the evil god, is Holy Sword Misor of Light. The reason is self-explanatory, but Brando does not own the latter at the moment.

From the three-person dialogue to the Brando drawing the sword is just a momentary thing, those twisted monsters already crookedly approached. The screams in their mouth suddenly turned into horrible screams at this moment, and then fluttered with open teeth.

The minions of that shadow have not reached their eyes, Brando and already felt a withered Aura of Wither. The Laws and order under the control of Correct Death Moon Goddess Clais are different from the Kingdom of Death and Clais under the control of Hella It is the dead, she is the goddess of Undeads, suffering and despair on the earth, not death of all things.

So she is not the God of the Dead, but the master of the gate of the eternal kingdom. But her eternity is not real time stagnation, but rest for eternity.

But the Laws Aura of Clais on the Son of the Evil God is even more chaotic and desperate. It seems that after eating all things, the world is left with nothing but eternity. This kind of power sweeps on the line of Brando's Laws, and he can't help but fight a cold war.

At that moment, he seemed to see the world after the end with his own eyes. After the death of Vaunde, everything is silent. There is only a dust of dust between heaven and earth. There is neither Space nor time. The remains of the gods are suspended in this ash ocean. All life is completely silent. Only gray snowflakes fell from the sky, and purple lightning flashed above the clouds.

But that's Mana of Berserk on the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Brando was throbbing in his heart for a while, and he suddenly understood some of The Silver Queen's original feelings. Instead of living in such a world, he might as well let the world go crazy at the last moment.

Do not erupt in silence, but perish in silence.

But at the last moment, he was awake. Fortunately, it wasn't Death Moon Goddess Clais who influenced him, but her weak cousin. Brando gave a cold sweat and screamed: "Give me away ! "

All the illusions are gone, only the son of the evil **** who waved his claws to him is actually not very strong. Its strength is at most only the peak level of Facets of Truth, but Brando sees that these twisted things have not yet At the point of full maturity, they seem to have just escaped from the gap between the void, and they are not too familiar with the poor world of Mana. Once they grow up, the consequences are equally unthinkable.

These things are not the same as the junk of Lucita.

He didn't want to, a sword moved forward and pierced the heart of this shadow. The monster seemed to be a real person holding his heart in both hands and issued a scream, the body fell backwards, as if it fell to the ground. Turned into a thin sheet of paper, the snow and ice melted away in an instant.

Brando Seeing this weird scene, I can't help but feel a bit cold. The sons of the evil gods are horrible because they are born of Laws, which is distorted in this world, so they are completely different from the Vaunde world creatures. Or, to put it another way, in "Amber Sword", they are born of the bad hobby of the artist. How disgusting can come from.

Thinking this way, the curse of those **** artists in his mind prevailed, and it was not so uncomfortable. Looking back, Philip Deacon also killed already, and the third one who ended the battle was Andrea. Although she previously The performance is a bit abnormal, but after all, it is a girl of combat nationality who is comfortable with Twilight Race descendants.

Only Fang Qi and Mr. Liu encountered a little trouble. Brando one by one make a move helped them solve their opponents, leaving only Feng Huo alone. Mr. Liu wanted to go up to help, but Brando stopped him and shook his head.

Mr. Liu understood, he looked at the queen of the Jadewind family with some worries, and finally there was no make a move.

Brando is not very worried. The descendants of Clais and Feng Huo are almost the same, but their strength is very special. It is difficult for ordinary people to deal with. Such opponents are not easy to find, so they are suitable for Feng Huo.

Especially when these monsters are immature, their threat is greatly reduced. After a while, Feng Huo will not be their opponent.

Only the son of this evil **** was left in the patio soon. Brando let everyone back, leaving enough battle for Feng Huo, Space, and then he turned around, holding Holy Sword, and licking it to Philip Deacon aside. Inquired:

"What the **** is going on right now, Lord Deacon, will the evil gods come in this city?"

Unlike the previous, Brando's sound contains self-evident anger at this moment. Without a reasonable explanation, he would not mind killing Deacon of a dead month Holy Cathedral before dealing with Clais.

He knows clearly that if Death Moon Goddess comes in this city, everyone here will be in danger. He may be fine by himself, but Medissa, Scippamira, and Ms. White Mist are hardly spared, let alone Feng Huo and Mr. Liu.

Thinking of this, he inevitably thought deeply that this was another conspiracy plan of Madara Queen.

But Philip Deacon didn't look back, calmly replied: "Not so bad, Mr Count, the scene you saw earlier, Correct, we are trying to seal Lady Goddess, but time is not long, Her Majesty will meet Explain it all to you. "

"You can still seal your goddess, clone in the legend Marsha?" Brando asked ironically.

"Clais is not the clone of Mother Marsha, it is just a rumor, Mr Count, Undeads believes in Marsha just because we are just like you, the people of order."

"We are different from you cold-blooded and ruthless guys," Brando replied, "you planned all this from the beginning?"

"Planning? Is this any good for us?"

"Do you mean to convince me that this happened by accident?"

"That's not all that."

Amid the smoke, a husky voice suddenly answered.

Brando frowned raises head came and saw a woman's figure coming out of the smoke. He recognized the Correct Madara queen at a glance, but the latter was alone and seemed to be injured. She held the position of her chest with one hand. Holding one hand against the wall, he limped to the crowd.

After waiting completely from revealed in the smoke, Brando couldn't help it.

The Madara queen was originally wearing a long black dress, but this skirt is now raging already. On the one hand, she opened a long mouth, like a cheongsam, exposing snow-white thighs, but Brando didn't have any thought to appreciate this Yanjing, because Her Majesty's face is **** and horrible at this moment, one eye is closed, and the blood can not stop pouring down from it, flowing down her neck, chest and arms, soaking The long skirt clung tightly to her body.

Brando could not help raising an eyebrow.

"What's going on?"

"I made a deal with the Clais goddess." Her Majesty said hoarsely, but she did not shy away from her words.

"Have you had a fight with the goddess?" Brando asked incredulously.

"It's just one hit."

"It's impossible to hit with one stroke, IMHO, even me, I'm not sure to catch God with only one stroke. Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"

"No, this joke is not funny at all," Her Majesty replied, coldly: "Clais wanted to come, and I stopped back with sacrifice spell."

"Immolate spell."

Brando took a sip of cold air. He suddenly remembered the believers and high level Priest in the Holy Cathedral hall of the Dead Moon. He stared at these two with a stunned expression. He truly knew the apathy and ruthlessness of undead.

…… (To be continued.)