Chapter 634

Almost in an instant, the experience of fighting with evil gods for many times made the black haired wizard's body instinctively move - while sliding and dodging, the "rock will" was launched at the same time, and a stone wall stood in front of him.

"Boom --!!"

The next moment, the stone wall smashed! The harsh noise ran through his eardrum membrane, and the air wave directly knocked the black haired wizard out!

"Dang --!"

The dragon's teeth were firmly inserted at his feet, and the empty black haired wizard barely stood still. A deep gully stretched straight forward from his feet, with dozens of steps.

Tinnitus, dizziness, and violent shock, only consciousness is still awake... After mazka, Loren has not had this experience for a long time, this experience of confrontation with an almost complete evil god!

"Brenhild, why?!"

With a ferocious expression, Loren tried to shout, and his dark pupils were full of confusion: "aren't you a friend of Roland Turin? In that case, why kill me?!"

Looking at the black haired wizard who almost tried her best to stand firm in front of her, the female martial god's expression did not change much, and even a trace of sadness: "it is precisely because... You are the offspring of Roland."

What, what?!

Did I hear you wrong?!

"This is... Doomed to end in tragedy and futile reincarnation." the female martial god closed her eyes and gently shook her head: "as a descendant of Roland, you... Make this reincarnation a little more ironic."

Looking at her expression, the black haired wizard really wants to know what happened that year.

"Ru... Loren Turin, do you think you are the first one to try to break the end moment and challenge fate?" brenhild, with a sad face, raised his eyes and trembled as if with a trace of crying:

"Do you think... You are the first person to step into niederhogg and see the truth?"

"It's no use. The end of everything is already doomed. The black cross and the Holy Cross are bound to win. No matter how much useless work we pay, we can't reverse the final result. It will only add sacrifice, spill blood on the ground and ruin life! We will only watch the people we cherish... Leave ourselves."

"We can't continue to increase the pain, and we can't continue the cycle of tragedy..."

This... Is she really brenhild, an evil god?!

The black haired wizard looked at the female martial god who was too far from the legend, and his heart was full of differences.

Rashness, stupidity, simple mind... This is Asriel's evaluation of Brunhild. Although 99% of these adjectives are one-sided ridicule of a teenager, they are not pure lies.

After all, the female warrior God in Byrne's legend is a very simple, bold and tragic image; "Legend" is the evidence for an evil god to maintain its existence in the material world. Even if it is not what they want, they will gradually move closer to this.

Of course, there must be some special cases that are not consistent with the "legend", such as Asriel, which is divided into two, but it should not be so much worse!

In front of him, brenhild was not only completely inconsistent with the image in the legend, but also full of compassion; And listening to her tone, it seems... There is still some indescribable relationship with her "cheap ancestors"

But now the problem is not these, but that she really wants to kill herself!

Hard to pull out the Dragon teeth from his feet, brenhild opposite has slowly raised his right hand, and his gemstone bright eyes are full of determination.

Damn it, we have to find a way!

"So... Did you give up?"

"Huh?" brenhilde was slightly stunned and obviously hesitated.

Good, successful, keep up!

"I don't know what happened to you, or what happened between you and Roland." the black haired wizard said with difficulty, and his eyes never left the female martial god for a moment:

"I only know one thing, that is, you give up!"

"Brenhild, you tried and fought, but you failed and gave up completely!"

The black haired wizard stared at her with a "stubborn" face and tried his best to make his tone stronger: "not only that, you also blame your failure on fate and make your failure inevitable!"

"I'm not a person who likes to speak ill of others, but I'm very sorry. Your practice is just like a coward! A person's failure is not shameful. What's shameful is that he not only believes that he will not succeed, but also denies the possibility of others' success to hit everyone!"

Brenhild stared at him silently. His cold eyes finally changed a little, became softer, and even some... Nostalgia?

Loren sighed heavily and continued to look at her under pressure: "if you think these words can make me change my mind, you are very wrong - I have been to niederhogg, the Dragon Tower, and fought with lemantes and serlior. I know how terrible and invincible my enemies are like you!"

"I may die, but I will never admit defeat, never!"

Silence, long silence.

"Very similar."

Brenhild's abrupt whisper.

"Hmm?" Lauren, who was slightly stunned, picked his eyebrows.

"I can see Roland's shadow on you and the real knight." the female martial god whispered: "Roland... He is also an unyielding person and once said similar words to me."

"Loren Turin... I recognize you."

"You're really ridiculous." the dark haired wizard with a calm face nodded slightly: "I'm just a worthless wizard."

Good, very good... Anyway, she seems to have no hostility to herself.

At this stage, Loren did not expect the female warrior God to be willing to help herself, but at least she could not be hostile to herself; Although I don't want to admit it, I'm probably not her opponent without the help of external forces.

However, at the next moment, the calm brenhild raised his right hand firmly again, with a little more determination in his eyes.

"Boom --!!"

The roar of the explosion was fleeting, and the roaring wind gathered like essence, which was tightly held by the right hand held high by the female warrior God!

The pupil of the black haired wizard shrank suddenly.

"Wait?!"

"Why, didn't you just say you recognized me?" Lauren's expression was a little stunned and a little frightened:

"If that's what you said, why?"

"This is... My test for you."

Looking at the black haired wizard with incredible expression because of consternation in front of her, the female martial god naturally said, "if you can't even defeat me, what can you do to change your destiny?"

"Why should you be against serliol and the Holy Cross to save the people you cherish?"

"Why break this endless cycle of sorrow and break the shackles bound to you?"

"Come on, Roland's successor... Fight me squarely to prove your faith!" brenhild's eyes were bright:

"The sharp blade in your hand will convey your determination and courage to me!"

Damn... What a mess is this?!

The stunned black haired wizard didn't know what to say, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Under the strong wind, Loren, who barely stood still, only felt the blood boiling all over his body, and even the Dragon teeth in his hands were shaking violently and singing uneasily.

The white wings folded behind him, brenhild landed steadily, the hurricane held high in his right hand turned into a blue steel riding spear, and the blood red swallow tail flag fluttered slowly on the tip of the spear.

Here we are

With a heavy sigh, Loren gradually recovered from his surprise; The steady hands held the dragon's teeth flat, and the tip of the gun was aimed at the front.

Staring at the dark haired wizard who was ready to go, the female martial god nodded slightly, which was reluctantly recognized that he was qualified to accept the test.

"... a weak man without the courage to wave his sword to the enemy has no ability to decide his own destiny..."

"So come on, Loren Turin, step on the summoner who breaks the shackles of fate..." the female warrior stepped forward and the lance in her hand fell slowly:

"A real knight should roar with a long gun

Speak with a sword --! "