Chapter 23： Eros' Contract

Mrs. Silver Fern floats in the air, the bone wings on the back are constantly falling off with debris, the long skirt made up of illusory vines is constantly squirming, and countless tree roots protrude from the irregular skirt, and each tree root is connected to the gods. The body, the space around the body was violently twisting, like a fallen angel coming out of hell.

boom!

The huge bone wings made of tree roots and **** bones swayed, creating an unstoppable gale in this space, countless ghost claws were crushed in the gale, and the 100-meter-high exquisite stone pillars in front of the temple also peeled off in the wind, visible to the naked eye. Became uneven.

The fallen boulders acted like missiles in the wind, smashing huge pits on the vast black ground.

"Roar!"

The mist around the ball was blown away, and the huge black dragon phantom occupies the ground. Its yellow eyes flashed with anger, flapping its wings to resist the oppression from Mrs. Silver Fern.

It's a pity that it is not the real Desperate Dragon Nidhogg after all. Under this majestic pressure, the black dragon's figure condensed outside the body gradually became blurred, and the dragon's wings also collapsed.

"Damn low-level creature, faked the desperate dragon Nidhogg to deceive me..." A dozen eyes on Mrs. Silver Fern's face turned crazily, and the scepter made of divine bones in her hand pointed to the ball, pupils. There was a gray luster in the depths: "Your sins will pay the price with your life!"

The magnificent hoarse voice was rolling, and as soon as the word bar was spoken, countless eyes were split on its wooden body, and the small black pupils in the middle of these gray eyes locked the ball.

Whoosh whoosh!

Dense gray shots erupted from its body, and shot across the sky.

"Roar!"

Dense cracks appeared on the black dragon facing the gusty wind, and a faint golden light spilled from the cracks, dense gray shots reflected in its dim yellow eyes, and then lifted its giant claws to shoot it fiercely.

Boom!

Countless ghost hands surging like a wave, gathered together and set off a huge wave to rush toward the dense rays.

"Not good!" Shao Zifeng, who was constantly wagging in mid-air with the gust of wind, saw the face change in this scene, and then stretched out his finger in the void.

Chi Chi Chi Chi——

The monstrous waves rising from the horizon kept advancing, and the dense waves of ghost claws disappeared under the gray rays, but soon new ghost claws pounced on them, and they briefly resisted the fission rays that claimed to be able to break down everything.

The decomposed ghost claws turned into smoke and dust, and slowly glanced at Mrs. Silver Fern. A dozen eyes on its face shone with greed. This is the power of the ruthless dragon that once pressed the eternal kingdom of God in the legend, if you can absorb it.

Thinking of this, it took a deep breath, the dust was continuously sucked into the body by it, and the face covered with wood grain showed an intoxicated expression...

But the next moment its face wrinkled, countless sawdust squeezed out of each other, huge openings cracked in the body, and countless black mud flowed down the openings.

It looked angrily at the surging ghost claw wave, and its hoarse voice echoed in the wind: "Damn it, it's all mud and sand! It's useless to keep you."

Saying that the bone of the **** in its hand was raised high, a purple arc flashed on the bone, and finally gathered on the top of the bone.

Rumble!

The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and countless thunder snakes wandered among the dark clouds, and there were dull thunderous sounds.

Mrs. Silver Fern opened her hands, and the purple pupil on her side exploded with dazzling light: "divinepunish..."

boom!

A black shadow flashed by with the ultra-high frequency vibration, and the head of Mrs. Silver Fern was deflected 180 degrees. The wood on the neck was twisted and burst, and finally couldn't bear the weight and fold back and hit the back. On his back, the sawdust in the sky fell down like snow.

The thunder and lightning in the dark clouds suddenly stopped, the arc of the bone war in Mrs. Silver Fern's hand gradually dissipated, and the world was quiet at this moment.

"Roar!"

Ultra-high-frequency vibrations buzzed, the sawdust flying all over the sky was shattered by the wings of the hurricane, and a giant beast covered in black smoke stood on the shoulders of the fainted lady. It looked at the broken neck in front of him, and the black mist sounded. Growl in bursts.

Click!

The rotten wood on the neck could not bear the weight of the head, and some wood broke again, but the giant beast under the black fog seemed to be irritated, holding a piece of wood about the same thickness as it and biting wildly, the neck of the wood broke. The speed is a bit faster.

Suddenly, a golden eye opened on the wood next to Yaya, and Yaya, who was tearing the wood, moved for a while, his claws ripped off a huge wood against the eye.

Hum!

The golden ray exploded, and the huge wood in Yaya's arms broke every inch, and it quickly turned into a sky-filled sawdust. The golden rays shot against Yaya's huge teeth toward the sky, and the black mist on its body churned violently as it shot.

At the moment the golden pupils turned, the hurricane wings behind Yaya made a harsh hum, and the tall body avoided the attack of the rays like a phantom.

Click!

With this gap, Mrs. Silver Fern drilled hundreds of imaginary tree roots. The roots connected to the broken neck slowly pulled her head close to her back.

Shao Zifeng pursed his mouth in mid-air. He was always observing the state of Mrs. Silver Fern, and at the moment when her strength fell to the fifth rank, Yaya launched an attack. Although he knew Mrs. Silver Fern would not be defeated so easily, but now it is not bad. The opportunity, its strength has not yet recovered.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and said, "Little deer, strangling!"

"Yo!"

The little deer standing beside Shao Zifeng stepped on the void, two long streamers on the shoulder blades swayed under the gloomy sky.

Densely thick and thick vines emerged from the ground. These thick and thick vines were like wool on Mrs. Silver Fern's body, winding upward along her body, and dozens of vines were locked and tightened.

Its wooden body continued to crack and crack under this force, and soon even the recovering neck was entangled to death by vines, and its body stood in a weird posture.

On the other side, Yaya stood on the collapsed temple, his scarlet eyes flashing under the black mist.

Rumble!

The fragmented white marble was suspended from the temple, hanging quietly on top of Ya Ya's head.

Two pieces.

Three pieces.

Fifty dollars.

White marble with exquisite reliefs hung in the air, densely packed with countless numbers.

"Roar!"

Teeth and claws intertwined, the marble statues were attracted by gravity and smashed against Mrs. Silver Fern. It flexed its body slightly, and the hurricane wings sent high-frequency vibrations behind it.

boom!

The roof of the temple below his feet shattered, and Yaya soared into the sky in waves of air, stepping on the marble in the air and rushing towards Mrs. Silver Fern.

Pieces of marble blocked Mrs. Silver Fern, and Yaya lay on its neck and continued to bite the wood fiber.

Click!

At this time, Mrs. Silver Fern and her back turned with a 90-degree head, and the black face with more than a dozen eyes faced Shao Zifeng. The whole body was blocked by vines and boulders. It can only move its head now.

"Humans, you don't think...this way you can kill the gods, do you? My power is inexhaustible, you can't kill me, hahahaha..."

Shao Zifeng was suspended in the air, his cloak hunting in the wind, his golden red eyes calmly looked at Mrs. Silver Fern who was laughing wildly, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Really?"

As he said, he shook his arm and pulled out a huge gold sheepskin scroll from the space around him. The golden scroll as a whole was devouring Shao Zifeng's spiritual power madly, and the surface emitted a hazy holy light.

The expression on Mrs. Silver Fern's face froze, and an incredulous look flashed in her eyes: "The magical scroll, you dare to move this kind of thing!!!"

"Damn it, let me go!" Mrs. Silver Fern struggled frantically, and the marble that was sealed off on its body cracked, and tyrannical elemental particles erupted from it.

Shao Zifeng's face was a little pale, and this kind of scroll was terribly exhausting of mental power. He squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Light, bright, sacred, saint, cut!"

Hum!

The strong holy light pierced the dark clouds and enveloped Shao Zifeng. The huge sheepskin scroll in his hand unfolded, floating in the sky and bursting out strong energy fluctuations. A tall man with four pairs of wings stretched out behind appeared between the sky and the earth. Holding the sacred cross in his hand, the light on the scroll is getting stronger and stronger.

"what!!"

The surface of Mrs. Silver Fern illuminated by the sacred light quickly cracked, her scorched face and eyes were tightly closed, and the cocked wooden texture burned with the white sacred fire, constantly exuding strands of black air.

The man holding the sacred cross said something in his mouth, and then raised the cross in his hand high.

"Godsaysyouareguilty." (Godsays you are guilty!)

Stabbed...

The golden sheepskin scroll floating in the air was broken into countless pieces.

A strong white light burst out from behind the dark cloud, and the dazzling beam of light broke through the dark cloud and enveloped Mrs. Silver Fern.

"Ahhh!!"

Mrs. Silver Fern's body became imaginary in the holy light, and a large number of black particles were washed by the holy light, and the miserable cry echoed in the wind in the wilderness. The whole process lasted about a minute.

The holy light beam gradually weakened, and finally turned into a thin line connecting heaven and earth, which flickered a few times and disappeared completely.

Shao Zifeng shook his body, looking pale in the direction of Mrs. Silver Fern, and saw that its face was pitted, with a white sacred fire burning on its back bone wings, and the white jade-like **** bones were constantly falling off the bone wings. It went up very miserable.

"Yo~"

The deer leaned over and supported the shaky Shao Zifeng with his body.

"I'm fine..."

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and a few pieces of charred wood fell on Mrs. Silver Fern's body, and several imaginary tree roots drilled out of her face, shooting towards Shao Zifeng in the air.

A hoarse voice rang in his ears: "I said...you can't kill me!"

Shao Zifeng's body tightened, and his right hand reached into the crack in the space again, and the golden sheepskin scroll exuding holy light blocked him.

Bang bang bang!

There were several dull noises in succession, and Shao Zifeng's body was hit hard, flying backwards for a certain distance, but he didn't suffer any harm.

Mrs. Silver Fern screamed angrily after seeing this scene: "Why, why can you carry so many scrolls with you!!"

In its view, Shao Zifeng is so much smaller than the golden sheepskin scroll, it is impossible to figure out why he can bring so many.

The golden scroll was floating in mid-air, exuding white light. Shao Zifeng stuck out half of his face from behind the scroll, and flames beating in his golden-red eyes.

"The sword of sacred sanctions!"

Hum!

Circles of invisible ripples spread, and the tall woman wearing cool armor condenses in the void. Its features are as exquisite and beautiful as carvings, and it also has four pairs of golden wings behind it.

The woman looked at Mrs. Silver Fern indifferently, raising the delicate rapier in her hand.

"Godsaysyouareguilty." (Godsays you are guilty!)

The cold voice fell, the golden sheepskin scroll shattered, and a white giant sword condensed by the holy light fell from the dark clouds and pierced straight towards Mrs. Silver Fern.

This time Shao Zifeng no longer gave it a chance to breathe, and once again drew out a few scrolls from the cracks in the space, and madly injected mental power into it.

"The roar of Thor!"

"The gaze of the goddess of wisdom!"

"The twelve ensemble of the goddess of piano!"

"Goddess's blessing!"

"The sanctuary of holy angels!"

"Eternal Divine Kingdom Movement!"

Shao Zifeng shook the golden sheepskin scroll frantically. He shook out the attacking, supporting and defensive ones without blinking. With the help of auxiliary divine art, he not only didn't feel like a loss, but his energy became more and more abundant. It feels like you can slay a dragon with a sword.

The various skills shimmered, and Mrs. Silver Fern screamed from the beginning to the end, unable to make any sound. She seemed to be extremely weak, but Shao Zifeng still didn't intend to stop, shaking the scroll frantically.

The deer stepped back silently, Beibei, who was hiding in the distance with Gestaff, had a long mouth in surprise. Gestaff, who had recovered a bit of strength, could not see what was happening, but the surging **** in the distance I tried to make it cry, kneeling on the ground and praying continuously.

"Eros' contract."

Shao Zifeng, with the Holy Light shield on his body, shook out this scroll He was just about to pull the scroll out of the space crack again, he was stunned, always feeling the name of the skill just now...

Hum!

A woman with four pairs of golden wings appeared behind him. The graceful and graceful man lifted up his long golden hair with his hands, and made a gesture of blowing a kiss.

A pink heart condensed in his hands and shot at Lady Silver Fern.

Eros' contract: One hundred percent makes the target creature fall in love with the caster, and one percent makes the gods love the caster.

Recalling the attributes of this skill, Shao Zifeng's face turned green when he looked at the pink heart-shaped face: "Fuck, why is there such a skill!"

(PS: Unknowingly, I am one year older. I was planning to write a few more chapters today, but it was late because of the birthday dinner. It has been nearly a year since the book was opened in April last year. I am very happy that this year’s birthday I have spent it with everyone. Thinking back to my eighteen years...cough cough, no nonsense, in fact, I just want to say, take a few days off on my birthday, no more than three days at most, I'm very tired recently . Then I look forward to spending the 17th birthday next year with everyone (crossed out), hahahaha!)