Facing those unpredictable and beautiful eyes, Silvert bit her tongue hard, and the smell of salty rust and iron instantly spread in her mouth. The stinging sensation finally made her wake up.

Silvede immediately took a step back and looked at the tall Naga woman in front of him with some fear. Narsuyan didn't care about the small movements of the humble insects in front of him. She was just waiting for the latter's reply.

Silvede showed a smile with a little bitter but elegant smile, and tried hard to shake his head at her and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't get you as you wish."

A figure appeared behind her, which was Alisa. Miss Nightingale jumped high and threw the dagger in her hand towards the tall and dark shadow of the most holy one. Narsuyan raised a finger and gently flicked it, and the dagger turned into powder with the wind.

Before Alisa could feel sad about her magic tool, she grabbed the ship's shoulder and took the latter to make the two roll back. At that moment, Cui Xisi raised the magic gloves in her hand and gave instructions to the doll "Hai Lan" floating on the side:

"Released!"

In an instant, in this dusty world, countless pairs of red eyes lit up in the darkness, and they looked in this direction. The dragon hunter slowly raised the magic gun in his hand and aimed at everyone present-

Then the magic circle was activated, and flames surged out from the spiral-shaped gun chamber. The flames were filled with golden flames. Dalier also released the sirens's configuration, waving the great sword of an astonishing amplitude, blocking most of the attacks.

But the giant sword made of earth and stone was soon incomplete and eventually collapsed. At that moment, Tianlan set up a "Song of Barriers" behind everyone, rolling up the sound wave and blocking some bullets, "Retreat!" said Miss Catman.

Tianlan nodded, pulled up Adnie on the side and fled in the other direction. Miss Casting did not resist, because she understood that staying here with her own strength was just a drag.

The dragon hunter here does not have the real ability to think, so he naturally cannot recognize a god, a dark saint, but the latter is the tallest and most conspicuous target present, so most dragon hunters actually locked in her at the first time.

But Narsuyan snorted coldly, as if the humming made the dragon hunters around him explode, turning into pieces and scattering, smashing them to pieces, falling to the ground like raindrops. But taking advantage of this opportunity, Alissa had already held Silvede and got out of the distance, grabbed the ship's hand and got up, looked at the cave on one side, and immediately pulled the latter to escape in that direction.

Naersuyan looked in this direction, and did not care about Tianlan and others who were escaping from the other side, and swam slowly towards that direction.

Dalier looked at this scene from a distance, revealing his fangs and letting out a low roar. She wanted to chase after her, but the dragon hunters around him surrounded him again, looking at the shaking red lights, even behind her, she had no choice but to take a step back and escape in a different direction.

Alisa grabbed Silvede's hand and advanced in the darkness. The surrounding scenery was retreating rapidly. The shipmaster raised her head from time to time and told her to walk left or right, keep straight, or avoid the sudden stalactite columns and the potholes in the darkness.

But she gradually heard the latter's unstable voice: "Persevere."

Silvede nodded slightly.

Cute Lisa obviously felt the latter staggering for a moment, and she immediately turned around and held the other person, gritted her teeth and said, "Hug me tightly, Miss Silvede."

Silvede looked up at her. The lake-like eyes were a little bright in the darkness, but she was not pretentious. She reached out to wrap her hand around her neck and leaned her head against Alisa. Miss Nightingale felt a steaming body wrapping her back, a little soft and weak-

She was stunned. When she thought of the other person's appearance, she couldn't help but sigh no wonder the captain was fascinated.

She threw a dagger into the ground with her backhand, then activated the ability of Shadow Dance, and together with the two of them turned into a shadow, blending into the dark environment and quickly shuttled forward, crossing several caves in a few breaths.

But the magic power will eventually end, let alone carrying someone.

Alisa soon showed her figure again, and the shadows faded from both of them. Miss Nightingale almost shook forward before stopping, with almost no blood on her face, and she looked like a piece of white paper.

Silvede let go of the former behind, took a step back, looked at her, and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"

Alisa suppressed her breath and shook her head. She turned around and opened the latch of the magic furnace, causing several magic crystals that almost heated into dark red to pop out and landed on the ground. The high temperature made the air make a ziz sound.

"The magic furnace is overheating," Silvede looked at the scene and said, "If I don't want to, the magic furnace of the gunman is different from the Nightingale, but it can also be used-"

Alisa hesitated for a moment, but this is indeed the best way. Miss Shipman is a drawing master on the ship. She herself has stronger combat power in such an environment.

She nodded, and the two quickly exchanged magic furnaces.

"Have we shook her away?" Alisa's breath was slightly unstable. She asked softly while changing the magic furnace, "That Naga's god?"

Silweid closed his eyes and sank his mind into the ground, just like the nerve electrical signals moving forward in the ends. The sensing ability of the earth presents different corridors, branches and forks underground one by one in the maze of her thoughts.

Her sensing quickly moved forward with the space, and soon she saw the scene she didn't want to see.

Silvede frowned slightly, and the scene fell into Miss Nightingale's eyes and realized something immediately, "So she is still behind? No wonder, after all, she is a god, even the kind of dark side."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She took out a communication crystal and handed it over, "I'll go and lure her away. This is the communication crystal from Luo Hao and the others. You can use it to notify Ed."

But the shipmaster shook his head gently: "She came for me."

"You are an indigenous," Alisa stared at the other party, "Even if we really lose all the starlight, we are just going back to the other side of the star gate, let alone I have resurrected many times. In addition, Ed handed you over to me, I will guarantee your safety. You are a non-combatant, I am a combatant, and I have never heard of non-combatant protecting combatants."

Silvede couldn't help but smile, "Nightingale can mark the shadows. You left that dagger before, just want to pass me back, Alisa."

Alisa was slightly stunned.

She suddenly realized something, and her face changed and looked down at her magic furnace. The two had changed the magic furnace before. Her marking shadow should have anchored the original magic furnace, but at this moment the plug-in of that skill was installed on Silvede's magic furnace.

Silvede shook his head gently: "But you can't deceive her. It's a god--the most holy of darkness--she came for me, and I roughly understood what happened... Besides, she had noticed me just now."

Alisa suddenly changed her face and she looked up and said, "Silweid..."

"I came from a craftsman's house," Silvede was smiling at her, "except Ed, you all seem to have forgotten this point. Although it will not be much, you have learned a little more or less from the familiarity, right?"

She loosened her hand, threw the communication crystal back to Alisa's hand, and said:

"Shadow Anchor Starts."

Since the combat skills had been activated, it only took a password to return, and she installed the plug-in himself. Alisa had no time to object, but she turned into a shadow and disappeared from the spot immediately.

Only when Miss Nightingale completely disappeared did Silver fall silent. She looked in one direction with some worry, and at the same time took out a illumination crystal, causing the crystal to explore the depths of the cave.

But she stopped suddenly without taking two steps.

A shadow emerged from the darkness and soon gathered into a tall shadow behind it - Naersuyan was looking at the figure with his back facing him and said, "Realize it? Escape is meaningless. You should be clear about the gap between ordinary things and a god."

She looked away, "You sent that human girl away? Actually, there's no need, I won't harm them."

Silvede then slowly turned around, adjusted his emotions, looked up at the eyes that were shining with colorful lights - it seemed to contain thousands of emotions, sometimes gentle, sometimes pity, and finally turned into a slight sigh.

Naersujing said quietly: "If I want to attack you, you will not be able to escape just now. Can those broken copper and iron stop me?"

"Of course I can't stop it," replied Silvede, acting politely, "Thank you for letting go of others, Ms. Narsuyan."

She struggled in her heart and turned into a bitter smile: "But in your eyes, I am just a humble mortal. I don't know what interesting you are to pursue you so hard and relentlessly. Now I am here and I have no ability to resist, so what does a respected god want to do to me?"

"I feel you're scared."

Narsuyan sighed: "Actually, there is no need to be like this. If I choose you as my daughter, it will only be a good thing for you. This is a gift from the gods, so why bother where the power comes from? Whether it is under the abyss or above the sky, there is no essential difference for mortals."

She said in a casual manner: "In fact, even in your mortal world, there are many people who pray for the darkness and holy wishes, but not everyone is worth our waste of time. Most of the foolish believers seek for the gaze of the most inferior evil thoughts..."

"Most of those beings like to play with people's hearts, manipulate conspiracies, and create a tragedy that can draw a little bit of insignificant belief from the death and fear of mortals. But we are different from them, but for existences like us, only those most special people deserve a look."

Her eyes silently looked at the ship's officer, as if she was staring at a treasure.

Silvede felt a little uncomfortable when she saw him, and he just bit his lips gently, exhaled, and his chest fell.

She had heard that the saints of Orin did not need true faith. They were just symbols of the laws of this world, integrated with the clergy, and their power came from the practice of their own ideas.

There are many such existences among the dark saints, just like the Desert God Descartes, manipulating death and conspiracy itself will make it powerful. If the nations of Is are turned into ashes, it will definitely be resurrected from the flames of death.

However, that step was stopped by Fang Zhu, so the god from the Kingdom of Death could only wail and fall back to the grey river where time was stagnant - that gray world, the kingdom of the dead, and the bottom of the sea of ​​abyss.

But God just won't really die.

As long as that concept—or their clergy still exists, it will one day be reborn again, but the reborn God may not be Descartes, just as death is linked to decline, and conspiracy manipulates evil—

Perhaps the gods who also hold similar fields will be born from ashes and completely replace the latter.

Therefore, God is actually afraid of being replaced.

Narsuyan controlled the storm, and the Naga clan, unlike those dead gods who died once, was the original dark god who came with the greenery. Silweid looked at the other person who was staring at him, and was also thinking in his heart why the Naga mother came.

Naersuyan swam his tail and came to Silvede, stretching out his slender fingers to lift the girl's chin, making Silvede look at her: "It will make you stronger and more beautiful, and make your body grow beautiful scales and beautiful fish fins, making everyone in the world fascinated by you-"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So, will you not like this gift? My daughter?"

Silweid moved his chin slightly: "Can I refuse?"

"No," Naersuyan smiled slightly: "You are so beautiful, I won't let you escape. You must be my most beautiful daughter."

She raised her hand, and the misty ice fog at her hand formed a white insect. The insects were like ice sculptures, crystal clear, but they were squirming vividly in her palm.

Silvede's heart tightened as he watched this scene.

She didn't say a word, but she almost trembled with fear inside, but the mother of Naga pinched her chin with her two fingers, making her unable to move. She watched the dark saint send his palm to her side, causing a cold chill to cover her skin.

She even thought about committing suicide, but the other party obviously realized her intention: "Don't think of escaping meaninglessly, I can even take back your starlight. Don't waste your precious life. That is the blessing of the saints of Olin to you - my lovely daughter."

Silweid's heart sank.

She suddenly felt a thunderous pain coming from her body.

The shipmaster's officer couldn't help but tremble, and even curled up. A stinging chill penetrated under her skin. The shipmaster could almost feel the wriggling bugs moving along the blood vessels and rush into her heart.

After all, she was just a weak woman, and the severe pain made her cry.

"Hold on, I like strong children," said Narsuyan. "Don't resist them, they are just a wisp of my strength. They will give you real blessings, and you will definitely become the daughter I love the most."

"I hope the eldest mistress of the Haiyuan clan will not feel too... sad after hearing what you said... Woo... sad," Silweid bit his lip and snorted. She suddenly realized that she had followed Fang Ling for so long, and seemed to have learned some of the other party's character: "After all, she has been with you for so long..."

"My daughter is scattered under the storm," said Narsuyan. "But not everyone is my choice. She is just my maid. She is not the one I like most, but you are different."

"What... um... different?"

Silvede replied with a squinted eyes, and she suddenly realized the other party's purpose - Naersuyan's real purpose is the elemental blessing in her body, the power of the earth element sleeping in her heart, and her ability to perceive the earth.

Naersujing looked at her without saying a word, and the other party obviously had noticed one of these seven originating powers from the very beginning.

But the Naga God's expression suddenly changed, and he let go of the hand that grabbed her chin. A cold light appeared out of thin air from there, slashing from top to bottom, just in a flash. Silvede was shocked to see this scene, subconsciously thinking that Miss Nightingale was back.

But Alisa could not have made Narsuyan retreat. Even if it was just a projection, the power of a god was not comparable to that of them at the moment. Silvert looked in that direction and happened to see a girl in silver-haired and white clothes, holding a sharp star dagger, showing her figure from the darkness.

It was Miya. The wolf girl with pointed ears shook her ears and blocked Silvede's face, stopped the Naga god, looked up at the other party, and held the arm of the ship's officer with her other hand, which was almost covered with frost.

Silweid immediately felt a warm feeling pouring into his body, which was like flowing starlight, instantly dispelling all the chills. "Twins' Cooperation?" She looked up, but in the next moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose from her body.
To be continued...