Vol 6 Chapter 217

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
"Gods do n’t really die out. They just lose their strength and sleep in deep space. It is said that the dragon of dusk planted a seed in the world of order in the last era. The 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 the Dragon of Twilight found her ... If the Dragon of Twilight found her ... "

"What will happen?" Brando's heart jumped, and the sentence caught his attention and asked subconsciously.

"The Dragon of Twilight will discover the real secret of our world. At that moment, death and despair will dominate everything, and we have no way to escape. Everything, the fate of Martha and the gods, will be spread out for its wings. Shaded "

"The secret of our world?" Brando frowned. Why was this? 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 has come true ..."

Brando suddenly realized that the girl's condition was a little wrong. He glanced back and found that Andrea's eyes were completely dark, as if her pupils and white eyes had been swallowed by something. He was startled and hurried Grabbed the other's shoulders and shook it hard:

"Wake up!"

Andrea stunned suddenly, and the darkness in her eyes faded quickly. She gave Brando a stunned glance, and her feet softened suddenly, and she knelt down subconsciously.

Brando hurriedly supported her. Shouted, "What happened to you, Miss Andrea?"

"I ... I'm okay ..." Andrea turned pale, finally returning to her spirits, seizing Brando's strong arms, she stood firm: "I'm sorry, sir, my heart was taken away by darkness. . "

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

"I know."

Brando then 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 Odysseus. The most resistant of the seven holy swords. At the same time, the moral of Jinyan Tao has the meaning of purification and purity, which is most suitable for dealing with the evil and distortion in God ’s Nightmare. However, the Son of the Evil God is related to it, and naturally is within the restraint of the Holy Sword. under.

And another sword that is more suitable for dealing with the son of the evil **** is the sword of light, Misor. The reason is self-evident, but Brando does not own the latter at the moment.

From the conversation between the three men to Brando's sword drawing is just a momentary thing, those twisted monsters have crookedly approached. The screams in their mouth suddenly turned into horrible screams at this moment, and then fluttered with their teeth.

Before the shadow's minions reached out, Brando felt a withered breath rushing towards his face. That was the law and order under the control of Death Moon Goddess Klass, and with Hera. The kingdom of the dead is different. Klais shelters the dead, she is the goddess of the undead, the suffering and despair on the earth, not the death of all things.

Therefore, rather than being the **** of the dead, she is the master who controls the gates of the eternal kingdom. But her eternity is not real time stagnation, but rest for eternity.

But the law of Kleis on the son of the evil **** is even more chaotic and desperate. It seems that after eating everything, the world is left with nothing but eternity. Such power sweeps on the line of Brando ’s law, and he ca n’t help but fight him A cold war.

At that moment, he seemed to see the world after the end with his own eyes. After the death of Warnde, everything was silent, and there was only a dust of dust between heaven and earth. There was no space or time. The bodies of the gods were suspended in this ocean of ashes. All life was completely silent. Only gray snowflakes fell from the sky, and purple lightning flashed above the clouds.

But that was the magic of the sea rage of chaos.

Brando was throbbing in his heart for a while, and he suddenly knew something about the silver queen's feelings. Instead of living in such a world, he might as well let the world go crazy at the last moment.

Without erupting in silence, perish in silence.

But at the last moment, he was awake. Fortunately, it was not the goddess of death and death, Klass, but her cowardly descendants that affected him. Brando gave a cold sweat and burst into a cry: " Get out of me! "

The illusion is gone, and 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 the side of truth, but Brando sees that these twisted things are still They have not reached the point of full maturity. They seem to have just escaped from the gap between the void. They are not too familiar with this magically poor world. Once they grow up, the consequences are just as unimaginable.

These things are not the same as the **** of Rusta.

He didn't want to, a sword went 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 of scream. The body fell backwards and fell into the ground when it fell to the ground The thin sheets of paper melted instantly.

Brando saw this weird scene and couldn't help getting a bit cold. The sons of the evil gods were horrible because they were born of the twisted laws of this world, so they were completely different from the way the world ’s souls should be. Or, to put it another way, in "The Sword of Amber", they are born of the bad taste of the artist, how disgusting comes.

Thinking about this, the curse of those **** artists in his mind prevailed, and he was not so uncomfortable. Looking back, the priest had already killed an opponent, and the third one who ended the battle was Andrea. Although she had previously The performance is a bit abnormal, but after all, it is a girl of combat nationality, and it is handy to deal with the dusk ethnicity.

Only Fang Qi and Mr. Liu encountered a little trouble. Brando shot them one by one to help them solve their opponents, leaving only Huang Huo alone. Mr. Liu wanted to go up to help, but Brando stopped him and told him. Shook his head.

Mr. Liu understood, he looked at the princes of the Yufeng tribe with some worries, but in the end he didn't take any action.

Brando is not very worried. The strength of Kleis's descendants is similar to that of Phoenix Fire, but their strength is very special, and it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with. Such opponents are not easy to find, so they are suitable for Phoenix Fire.

Especially when these monsters are still immature, their threat is greatly reduced. After a while, Phoenix Fire is not their opponent.

Soon in the patio was only the son of this evil god. Brando let everyone back, leaving enough room for the Phoenix fire, and then he turned back, holding the holy sword, and licking it to Philip aside. The High Priest asked:

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

Unlike before, Brando's voice at this moment contains self-evident anger. Without a reasonable explanation, he would not mind killing the main sacrifice of the Temple of the Dead Moon before dealing with Klass.

He knew very well that if the goddess of death was coming in this city, then everyone here would be in danger. He may be fine by himself, but Metisha, Hipamila, and Ms. Baiwu are hardly spared, let alone Phoenix and Mr. Liu.

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

However, the priest Philip did not turn back and calmly replied: "Not so bad, Earl, the scene you saw earlier is exactly how we are trying to seal the Lord Goddess, but there is not much time for Her Majesty to meet. Explain it to you. "

"You can still seal your goddess, Martha's avatar in the legend?" Brando asked sarcastically.

"Clais is not an avatar of Lord Martha, it's just a rumor, Count, the undead believe in Martha just because we, like you, are the people of order."

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

"Planning? Is this any good for us?"

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

"That's not necessarily true."

In the smoke, a husky voice suddenly answered.

Brando frowned, looked up, and saw a woman stepping out of the smoke. He recognized at a glance that it was Queen Madara, but the latter was alone and seemed to be injured. She Hold one's chest with one hand, hold the wall with one hand, and limped to the crowd.

After waiting to show his body completely out of the smoke, Brando couldn't help it.

Queen Madara was originally wearing a long black dress, but this skirt is now worn out, while opening a long mouth, like a cheongsam, exposing snowy thighs, but Brando had no intention to appreciate it A beautiful scene, because Her Majesty's face was **** at the moment, her face was terrible, one eye was closed, and the blood could not stop pouring from there, flowing down her neck, chest and arms, soaking Long skirt clings tightly to her body.

Brando could not help raising an eyebrow.

"How is this going?"

"I made a deal with Goddess Klass." 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 blow."

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

"No, this joke isn't funny at all," Her Majesty replied coldly. "Clais wanted to come, and I was stopped by the sacrifice spell."

"Immolate spell."

Brando took a breath, and suddenly remembered the believers and high-ranking priests in the hall of the Temple of the Dead Moon. He stared at these two with a stunned expression.

…… (To be continued.)