Brando believes that the mercury staff only opens the door to this world. This power is similar to that of the Extreme Plains, but the power of the extreme realm is a simulation law, and the power of the mercury staff directly projects the sea of magic onto the main material plane.
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Compared with the level of the law, the latter is obviously higher.
As for absorbing dark magic, it is obviously the woman's own power.
But why does she have such power?
Brando frowned, and suddenly felt a little troubled. What is the concept of a golden body? That is definitely not something he can figure out. When he was the strongest in history, he was just a great warrior with a fake silver body. Among the dragons,
There is not enough room for one finger in front of Wang Owenluosi.
And what the current Emperor of Madala possesses is the power of Owenroth back then.
No wonder the other party is so confident.
This is a bit difficult to handle.
But at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Brando's mind, and he suddenly remembered that there was someone who could directly absorb the dark magic power and use it for himself, the legendary witch of the thirteenth month, the witch of the black moon.
Many people in history believe that the Thirteenth Month does not exist, so its witches should also not exist. However, there is also a saying that the Black Moon Witch is the most special line of witches. She is the one who brings the dead to the world.
The person who destroys her is a witch and has the bloodline of dusk, so she can directly use the magic of darkness.
This news was a little unreliable in the previous life, but in this life Brando already knew the existence of the Black Moon Witch, so he subconsciously blurted out: "Are you the Black Moon Witch? His Majesty the Emperor of Madala turned out to be a
A witch?"
For the first time, the woman's face showed a look of surprise, but she did not answer, and the look on her face soon became indifferent again.
But just this momentary change of expression, in this world where everything is silent, the whole world is dark, and only two people exist, it is really difficult to escape Brando's observation.
"What is your real name, Her Majesty?"
Each witch has a real name, just like Babasha and Sugarbowl. They are good at disguise, but they often show their real names in front of the people they are loyal to.
Of course Brando would not expect any loyalty, but he knew that the other party would not refuse to answer his question.
Because he has the heritage of the Dark Dragon.
Sure enough, the queen frowned, but still spoke. But what she said left Brando stunned: "Don't think that I will say anything if you get part of my father's inheritance. Father's
The inheritance has no binding force on Thirteenth, and the Dragon of Darkness is not my master. The witch of Black Moon is the most unique existence in the world, and I only come here to die."
But she raised her head and looked at Brando as he answered word by word: "But there is nothing wrong with telling you my name. My real name is Sophia."
"You, you are Odin's daughter?"
"how?"
"But..." Brando suddenly understood that as the true blood descendant of Odin and the Witch Queen, where did the identity of the other Black Moon Witch come from? The witch lineage originally existed to steal the power of dusk. It is said that the second
A generation of witches are created by the bloodline of Dusk. It is not surprising that the Witch Queen and her descendants have the bloodline of Dusk Dragon.
But what makes him wonder is why the Witch Queen gave her inheritance to Roman and gave Black Moon's inheritance to her daughter. Logically speaking, shouldn't it be the other way around?
Moreover, the name Sophia made him slightly stunned, as he felt like he had heard this name somewhere.
"You look very strange. Your little lover is the opposite of me. I have no blood relationship with her, but in theory she should call me sister."
"Wait a minute. In theory, Roman should be bigger than you, right?"
"Shut up."
The queen replied coldly: "I shouldn't have said so much to a dead person, but seeing that you have my father's inheritance, I reluctantly let you die to understand, Martha, Isis and the witches
Everything has been agreed upon a long time ago. Do you think you are the one destined by fate?"
"But there is more than one king in this world."
While she was talking, several pairs of wings of light sprouted from her back. They were exactly the same as Brando's own wings of light, but the color was completely opposite. The wings of light behind the queen turned out to be pitch black.
"There is only one person who can decide the fate of this world. There is not much time left for us. You are sent to me for nothing. You don't have to blame her. That is my order."
"That woman is really uneasy and kind-hearted."
Brando couldn't help but curse secretly.
"Are you going to kill me?" he asked.
"You can also kill me." The Queen replied: "If you can do it, I know you have the Sword of the Earth, the Blade of Golden Flame, the Holy Sword of the Light Sea, and even the recognition of annihilation. If you think you can do it,
Yes, you might as well give it a try."
Brando couldn't help but cursed in his heart, thinking that it would be strange to be able to do it. Not to mention the power of several holy swords he now possesses, even if it is doubled, so what? His current power in the realm of saints,
And Her Majesty the Queen clearly appears to have a body of gold. How to fight this?
When he saw the woman raising the mercury staff in her hand, he immediately shouted:
"etc!"
"You want to delay?"
"No, I have a question. You said that only one person can decide the fate of the world?"
While Brando asked this question, his mind was spinning rapidly. He was not a fool. He knew that Her Majesty the Queen's power would obviously not last forever. Otherwise, what else would she use in history?
The strength of one person alone can overwhelm all the opposition voices of the entire Dead Moon Empire. In the face of absolute power, skill is nothing more than a joke.
But she didn't.
In fact, in history, not only did His Majesty the Emperor not do that, he rarely even showed such power in front of others, at least not in front of living people, nor in front of players, otherwise the information should be transmitted anyway.
come out.
This means that the opponent's power obviously has some limitations.
It's just that he hasn't found out where this restriction is yet, so he still needs time, so he blurts out this question.
The queen glanced at him and replied without changing her face: "Whoever gets the key can decide the fate of this world."
"Are you a mortal, Her Majesty the Queen?" Brando's heart sank slightly when he saw the other party's expression. He knew that Her Majesty the Queen was also a talented person, and it was unlikely that he had not noticed that he was procrastinating.
Time is planned, but the other party behaves calmly and leisurely, which only shows that the other party's power seems to have no time limit in this world.
Then we can only start from another aspect.
This is even more difficult.
"mortal?"
"Martha handed over power to mortal hands," Brando replied casually: "But in the end, it is entities like us that determine the fate of the world. What is the difference between this and when the Parliament of Truth still exists?
"
He paused and continued: "According to the Buga people, the energy level of the order we represent is far higher than the world itself. As long as this past order still exists, the war with Dusk will never happen.
Stop, what can we do? Just be the same as in the past? But the power of mortals is declining, and one day, we will lose even our inheritance."
"Is this the so-called age of mortals?"
The Queen sneered: "Do you really believe in the age of mortals?"
"What do you mean?" Brando frowned, even interrupting his train of thought.
"That's just a complete lie. Do you really believe that the gods have left this world?" She looked at Brando with her black eyes, full of contempt: "No, they just lost their power, or
It’s okay to be dead, Martha can’t do anything about it, otherwise why do you think she would make such an agreement with Isis?”
"What agreement?" Brando asked in shock.
"You don't know?" The Queen frowned, as if hesitating whether to speak, but she finally answered: "Martha promised Isis that as long as she betrays Dusk, she will be granted sufficient authority to become Tiamta's
Lord, in other words, she will replace Martha as the new king of the gods in this world."
"This is impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible. Lady Martha has also lost her power. She must be transformed by the laws of Isis. If she wants to become the master of this world, she can naturally give up everything."
"Bai also seized this opportunity to seize the authority of tiamat law. Speaking of which, she also wants to thank you for taking her to that place. Although I don't understand what she plans to do, the price I offered her is very simple, that is, to take you
Come here."
Brando suppressed the shock in his heart and asked with difficulty: "So, the so-called mortal era is actually a lie to cover up the alternation of the old and new worlds?"
"You can understand it that way."
"What about you? What is your purpose, Your Majesty?"
"Me?" the queen replied: "Of course I will become the king of the world. I have the talent crown given to me by the new Martha of Isis. I have the blessing of the seven holy swords. I will become the real leader who opens up the next era.
My lord, wherever I look, there is the territory of my kingdom."
Brando closed his eyes silently.
He shook his head slightly.
On the battlefield of Fenhotos, Bai's shadow was looking up, his eyes reflecting the shining star river flowing in the night sky.
"Sister, what did you do to the lord?" Not far from her, Medissa asked coldly.
The eldest princess of the silver elf turned back and glanced at her sister.
"You won't understand, Medissa," she replied quietly.
"What's the meaning?"
"I don't know, but sometimes I think, maybe it would be better for you if I didn't choose this way..."