V1.Chapter 93

In a dark underground ditch.

A group of fallen people in black robes gathered around. A large space has been opened up here. In the center is a ten-meter-wide altar, surrounded by faint flames, and under the altar is a huge magic circle. A strange phantom can still be vaguely seen nearby, and the indistinct appearance seems to be not a corpse, but a form of a semi-spiritual body. A priest in a dark red robe knelt down under the altar, surrounded by dark warriors in heavy armor, looking around with cold eyes.

"Your High Priest."

The dark red figure under the altar had a respectful expression and said solemnly: "I still haven't found the breath of the first god, the descendants of the dragon slayer have already pulled out the cursed weapon, and our manpower has suffered heavy losses. Amber City is stronger. Members of the Druid Order have also appeared, and they have been very hostile to us recently, thinking that we have upset the balance."

"What should we do next?"

The dark flames turned into an indistinct figure, and the high priest's voice was as chilling as the undead, and he said angrily: "Who is it? Who is it that interferes with my Lord's arrangements again and again? Is the whereabouts of the first god out? I have given you the position of prophecy in advance, why has the ceremony been held until now?"

The priest in the dark red robe looked terrified, and a large piece of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, explaining: "The White Horse City is very strong, there are many powerful beings here, and the members of the Northland Witch are also here. We waited until the White Horse Guards set off. To deal with the ogre horde, the time for the ceremony was found after the terrifying storm lord had left. We lost all the dread knights in Amber City, and now we are running out of manpower."

"His Excellency High Priest, I have tried my best!"

"Trash!" The phantom roared angrily, raised his hand and pointed forward, the dark red robe priest's head burst like a watermelon, he glanced at the believers below, and pointedly: "From today onwards, you are New Priest of Fear, the Lord will grant you divine power to enhance your power. Now get others ready now, we will spread the sacred ritual throughout the south, the power of fear will awaken all the gods, you must find out as soon as possible The whereabouts of the first god."

The fallen man in black robe stood up in awe, and cautiously said: "His Excellency High Priest. If the ceremony starts in full, then all the gods will gradually wake up, and the power of my lord will be distributed to them. At that time, the first The whereabouts of gods are even harder to find. Besides, other gods wake up early, and the power of the first god will be greatly weakened, which is not conducive to our plan to resurrect the master."

The high priest gave him a cold look and said coldly, "I know."

"But you incompetent wastes have missed the opportunity, and the prophecy has already shifted. Now all the gods can only be awakened, and the power of fear will be strengthened in the killing. Although the power of my lord will be dispersed, but fear The power of the gods still exists in this world, as long as all the other gods die, all the powers will automatically converge on the first god!"

"Your task is to ensure that the first god can live to the end of the ceremony. He is the strongest and the weakest. Only in this way can the will of the Lord be resurrected on him!"

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White Horse City.

The figure of the storm lord leaped across the street, and suddenly she stopped and landed on the roof with a sudden jump, staring at a blood-red heavily armored warrior in the distance, and said solemnly, "Why did you use the Dragon Slayer Sword? Pull it out?"

The warrior in blood-red armor stopped, glanced at her and said coldly: "The gods have lost contact, and the chaos to come can be foreseen. White Horse City needs the power of this sword."

The Storm Lord's expression was stiff, and he said in a condensed voice, "Don't you know the curse above?"

"I know." The heavy armored warrior clenched the long sword in his hand and said slowly: "The master of this sword will die in the hands of the giant dragon. It killed twelve giant dragons, and the five masters will eventually die. Died at the hands of the dragon."

"But I am the guardian of White Horse City!"

"You are just an outsider, this city should be guarded by me! This is my innate mission!"

Crackling lightning flashes.

The Storm Lord's expression was ugly, and her expression seemed to be angry. She took a deep breath and turned to leave, saying coldly, "Stupid guy! The curse on this sword is more terrifying than you can imagine!"

"You will regret it sooner or later."

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in the peaceful wilderness.

Lun and Gloria looked at each other silently, the fire in the distance had dissipated, and it seemed that the White Horse City had not been attacked by the meteor explosion. At this moment, Vivian in the carriage suddenly trembled, a look of panic appeared on her cute little face, her Bai Shengsheng's little hands were randomly grabbing something, the expression on her face became more and more fearful, and the whole person was also terrified. Curled up in the corner of the carriage, he murmured: "Go away!...You monsters!...Go away all for me!...If you don't go away, my brother will kill you all!...You still don't leave. Go?!...If I don't go away, I will call my brother!..."

Lun's expression changed slightly for a moment.

He rushed into the carriage quickly, reached out to hold Vivian's little hand, and said anxiously, "Vivian! What's wrong? Had a nightmare?!"

Gloria's expression also changed slightly, and she followed nervously, because Su Kuai bumped into Lun once, grabbed Vivian's little hand, and shook her gently: "Wake up! Vivian, hurry up! Wake up? Was it a nightmare?"

The little girl opened her eyes slowly, she first looked around timidly, and when she saw Lun's figure, she rushed over, like a kitten, desperately digging into his arms, her little hands still dead. Grab his shirt. After hearing the words of the two people clearly, he nodded as if he had lingering fears, and whispered: "Yes. Vivian saw a lot of monsters, fires, and blood."

monster?

Lun and Gloria looked at each other and asked, "What kind of monster?"

Vivian recalled carefully, her little face was slightly pale, and she whispered: "That kind of big and big monster, the body is still on fire, it looks ugly and ugly, there are two horns on its head, and its back They have big wings and tails like cows, and their feet seem to be hooves too, and they say something around me, and they are fierce towards me!"

"I...I'm not afraid of them!...I told them I would call my brother if they dared to come over!...And then they disappeared."

demon? !

Lun's face was ashen, he glanced at Gloria next to him, and then nodded lightly, carefully comforting the little girl. It wasn't until her mood gradually calmed down that Gloria gave a wink from outside the carriage, Lun covered Vivian with a blanket, watched her little hand clutching the corner of her clothes, and said softly, "Brother is outside. , tell Sister Gloria something, and I'll come in with you right away."

"OK?"

Vivian nodded obediently, let go of her little hands and sat beside the carriage.

Lun walked out with a stiff expression. Gloria seemed to have set up a magic barrier, and then looked at him and said, "You don't know about this either?"

"Yes." Lun nodded solemnly.

Gloria glanced inside the carriage, and then said slowly: "Vivian may really be a god, and it may be the heir of the Abyss Demon God."

Lun didn't answer, but he clenched the machete tightly in his palm, and the muscles in his body tightened, as if he would launch an attack in the next moment.

"You!...Why are you so vigilant?!..." Gloria raised her eyebrows in anger, pointed at Lun, and said in a frenzy, "Could I be against you just because she is a god? I After doing so much during this time, there is no way for you to treat me as a friend?"

Lun relaxed a little, but still pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and said softly, "I'm sorry. I'm nervous."

"You also know my past experience with Vivian, it's hard for me to fully trust other people."

Gloria's face softened a little, and sighed: "You must have had a hard time before."

Lun didn't answer this, but said, "I have a very vague memory of Vivian's biological father. If she is really a god, then things will be very serious."

"Yes." Gloria glanced at the inside of the car, with a hint of pity on her face, and said slowly: "The abyss demon god gave birth to an heir for some purpose. The biggest possibility is that an abyss demon god foresaw himself. The fall of the gods, and then the gods left in the mortal world, and finally resurrected with the help of gods' bodies after their own fall."

"There were two demon gods who did this, one was the god of slaughter and the other was the god of tyranny."

"The god of slaughter failed, the god he left behind destroyed him, and finally the priesthood of slaughter fell into the hands of other gods. But the god of tyranny succeeded, he was resurrected on the body of the heir, the sad god has not yet responded Come here, you have been deprived of divine death, and the god of tyranny is resurrected from his broken body."

Gloria let out a sigh and said slowly: "If Vivian is really a god, then her future is destined to be very difficult!"

Lun's palms were very pale due to the force, he stared at Gloria in front of him, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I will kill him! Destroy him completely! If I can't find him in the mortal world, I will go. The abyss kills him! No one can hurt Vivian, not even a god!"

Gloria's eyes softened a lot, and she said softly: "This is not just a battle of strength, it also requires will and faith!"

"I think you need an ally."

A white arm stretched out, this is the second time that Lun has held this hand, but the meaning is completely different.

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