"The gods will not really die, they just lose their power and sleep in the deep space. It is said that the Dragon of Twilight planted a seed in the world of order in the last era. The gods will use their tricks to use them.
The cage came to seal her. Originally, the seed should be destroyed, but it is said that she is not dead. She has been sleeping in this world. If the Dragon of Dusk finds her... if the Dragon of Dusk finds her...
"
"What will happen?" Brando's heart skipped a beat. This sentence caught his attention and he asked subconsciously.
"The Dragon of Dusk will discover the true secret of our world. At that moment, death and despair will dominate everything. We will have no way to escape. Everything, including the fate of Martha and the gods, will be spread by its wings.
covered"
"The secret of our world?" Brando frowned, why is it this again? He asked: "The secret of our world, what exactly is it?"
"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 something was wrong with this girl. He glanced back and found that Andrea's eyes were dark, as if the pupils and whites of her eyes had been swallowed by something. He was startled and hurriedly
He turned around and grabbed the opponent's shoulders and shook him hard:
"Wake up!"
Andrea was startled suddenly, and the darkness in her eyes quickly faded away. She glanced at Brando blankly, and suddenly her feet went weak and she knelt down subconsciously.
Brando hurriedly supported her and shouted: "What's wrong with you, Miss Andrea?"
"I...I'm fine..." Andrea's face turned pale, and she finally came to her senses. She grabbed Brando's strong arms and stood firm: "I'm sorry, sir, my mind has been taken over by darkness.
.”
"Don't lose hope, things are far from that point yet."
"I see."
Brando then let go of her hand, turned around, and slowly made a gesture of drawing the sword in the void. A beam of golden flame flowed upstream from his palm, forming a long sword full of cracks.
Holy Sword Odysseus is the most resistant holy sword among the seven holy swords. At the same time, the meaning of the Golden Flame Way has the meaning of purification and purity, and is most suitable for dealing with the evil and evil in the Nightmare of God.
It's a twist, but the son of the evil god has the same origin as him, so he is naturally within the restraint range of the holy sword.
Another holy sword that is more suitable for dealing with the son of the evil god is the Holy Sword of Light Mysol. The reason is self-evident, but Brando does not own the latter at the moment.
It only took a moment from the conversation between the three to Brando drawing his sword. Those twisted monsters had already walked closer. The screams in their mouths suddenly turned into terrifying screams at this moment, and then they pounced with their teeth and claws.
come over.
Before the claws of the shadow could reach his eyes, Brando had already felt a withering and withering aura coming towards his face. This was exactly the law and order controlled by the goddess of the dead moon, Kress, and the laws controlled by Hela.
The country of the dead is different. What Cress protects is the dead. She is the goddess of the undead, the suffering and despair that walks on the earth, not the death of all things.
Therefore, rather than saying that she is the god of the dead, it is better to say that she is the master in charge of the door to the eternal kingdom. But her eternity is not really the stasis of time, but the rest of eternal death.
But the aura of Cleese's law on the son of the evil god was even more chaotic and desperate. It seemed that after devouring all things, the world was left with only an empty eternity. Such power swept across Brando's line of law, and he couldn't help but fight.
A cold war.
At that moment, he seemed to have seen with his own eyes the world after the end. After Warnd's death, everything was silent, and there was only a piece of gray dust between heaven and earth. There was neither space nor time. The corpses of the gods,
Suspended in this sea of ash, all life was completely silent, leaving only gray snowflakes falling from the sky, and purple lightning flashing above the clouds.
But that is the violent magic of the Sea of Chaos.
Brando's heart palpitated, and he suddenly understood how the Silver Queen felt at the time. Rather than living in such a world, it would be better for the world to go crazy at the last moment.
If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence.
But at the last moment, he came to his senses. Fortunately, the person who exerted influence on him was not the Dead Moon Goddess Kress herself, but her weak descendant. Brando broke into a cold sweat and shouted loudly: "
Get out of my way!"
The illusion in front of him disappeared, leaving only the son of the evil god who waved his claws at him. This thing is actually not very strong. Its strength is at most the peak level of the Side of Truth, but Brando can see that these twisted things are still strong.
They have not yet reached the stage of full maturity. They seem to have just escaped from the cracks of the void, and are not yet familiar with this world with poor magic. Once they grow up, the consequences will be equally disastrous.
These things are not the same as the rubbish in Rushta.
Without thinking, he thrust his sword forward and pierced the shadow's heart. The monster held its heart in both hands as if it were a real person, let out a shrill scream, and fell backwards. When it fell to the ground, it seemed as if it had turned into a human being.
A thin piece of paper, and the ice and snow melted in an instant.
Brando couldn't help but shudder when he saw this strange scene. The reason why the sons of the evil god are terrifying is that they are born from the twisted laws of this world, so they are completely different from the form that the creatures in Warnd's world should have.
, or to put it another way, in "The Amber Sword", they were born based on the bad taste of the artists, and they are as disgusting as they come.
Thinking of this, the curse of those damn artists took over in his heart, and he felt less uncomfortable. When he looked back, Priest Philip had also killed an opponent. The third person to end the battle was Andrea. Although she had previously
Her performance was a bit abnormal, but after all, she was a girl from a fighting nation, so she was very good at dealing with the Twilight Race.
Only Fang Qi and Mr. Liu encountered a little trouble. Brando helped them solve their opponents one by one, leaving Huang Huo alone. Mr. Liu saw this and wanted to go up to help, but Brando stopped him and said to him
Shaked his head.
Mr. Liu understood this and looked at the princess of the Yufeng clan with some concern, but in the end he did not take action.
Brando is not very worried. The descendants of Kress are almost as powerful as Phoenix Fire, but their power is very special and difficult for ordinary people to deal with. Such opponents are not easy to find, so Phoenix Fire is no better match.
Especially when these monsters are immature, their threat is greatly reduced. After a while at night, Phoenix Fire will no longer be their opponent.
Soon, only the son of the evil god was left in the courtyard. Brando asked everyone to move away, leaving enough fighting space for Phoenix Fire. Then he turned around, holding the holy sword, and spoke word by word to Philip on the side.
The officiant asked:
"What is going on now, Master Priest, is the evil god coming to this city?"
Unlike before, there was unspoken anger in Brando's voice at this moment. If there was no reasonable explanation, he would not mind killing the chief priest of the Dead Moon Temple before dealing with Cress.
He knew very well that if the goddess of the dead moon came to this city, everyone here would be in trouble. He might be fine, but Medisa, Hipamira and Lady White Mist would not be spared, let alone
Huang Huo and Mr. Liu's group.
Thinking of this, he inevitably deeply believed that this was another conspiracy of Queen Madala.
But Priest Philip did not look back and replied calmly: "It's not that bad, Mr. Earl, the scene you saw earlier was exactly how we were trying to seal the goddess, but we don't have much time, Her Majesty the Queen will figure it out on her own
Explain all this to you."
"Can you still seal your goddess, the legendary clone of Martha?" Brando asked sarcastically.
"Cress is not Lady Martha's clone. It is just a rumor. Mr. Earl, the undead believe in Martha only because we, like you, are all subjects of order."
"We are different from you cold-blooded guys," Brando replied: "Have you planned all of this from the beginning?"
"Planning? Does this do us any good?"
"You want me to believe that this all happened by accident?"
"That's not necessarily true."
Among the smoke and dust, a hoarse voice suddenly answered.
Brando frowned and raised his head, and saw a woman's figure walking out from behind the smoke. He recognized it at a glance as Queen Madala, but the latter was alone and seemed to be injured. She
Holding his chest with one hand and holding on to the wall with the other, he limped in front of everyone.
When his figure was completely revealed from the smoke, Brando couldn't help but be stunned.
Queen Madala originally wore a long black skirt, but this skirt is now in tatters, with a long slit on one side, like a cheongsam, revealing her white thighs, but Brando has no intention of admiring this.
It was a beautiful scene, because Her Majesty the Queen's face was covered with blood at the moment, her face was hideous and terrifying, one eye was closed tightly, and blood was flowing down from there, along her neck, chest and arms, soaking
The long skirt clung tightly to her body.
Brando couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.
"How is this going?"
"I had a fight with Goddess Cress." Her Majesty the Queen said in a hoarse voice, without any hesitation in her words.
"Have you ever had sex with a goddess?" Brando asked in disbelief.
"It's just one blow."
"Not even one blow. With all due respect, even I am not sure I can catch a blow from God. Your Majesty, are you kidding me?"
"No, this joke is not funny at all," Her Majesty the Queen replied coldly: "Cress wanted to come, but I blocked it with the sacrifice spell."
"Sacrifice Spell."
Brando took a breath of air. He suddenly remembered the believers and high-level priests in the hall of the Temple of the Dead Moon. He stared at these two people in stunned silence, truly understanding the indifference and ruthlessness of the undead.