Borch was startled at first, and then looked at the thin, imposing woman in front of him, his vertical pupils couldn't help but tighten.
Make your judgment immediately with your mind neutral.
However, the main reason that led him to draw the conclusion was the special power in this woman that was no different from his husband.
It's called...zero, right?
Let’s call him divine power!
However, compared to the pure, peaceful divine power in Mr. Wang's body, which seemed to be able to blend into all things, the energy emerging from the surface of the woman's body in front of him was like a hodgepodge.
Chaos, irritability, anger, burning.
Just the first touch gave Borch the strange illusion that his spirit was ignited.
"The fire of your life is about to be extinguished."
"mortal."
Borchi suddenly woke up.
However, the moment the woman spoke, the long sword in her hand suddenly pierced Bolch's chest.
"puff."
The flaming long sword penetrated the golden scales that were harder than steel like cutting tofu, and the muscles like twisted steel bars were easily penetrated by the sword edge wrapped in clever flames, stabbing straight into the back.
The woman held the hilt of the sword with both hands and took a step forward to draw the sword.
The heavy dark golden dragon blood on the sword edge rises and vaporizes in the burning of the spiritual flame.
The red eyes raised upwards and looked directly into Borch's eyes.
Just a brief glance, and it felt like red coals were burning in his eyes, stinging his eyes and piercing straight into his brain.
"boom---"
The huge impact force passed through his strong body like a wave, and the golden scales were shattered like fragile ceramic tiles under the ravage of this force, opening up cracks one after another.
You can even vaguely hear the muffled sound of internal organs rupturing in your ears.
The strong body of the half-dragon plowed out a deep tunnel tens of meters long on the ground under the majestic impact, and smashed into the wall with a bang, covered by bricks and stones.
The whole body is burning with the vigorous spiritual flame, even the golden scales are gradually turning red and scorched black in the spiritual flame.
"Mortals imprisoned in fate..."
"The light of the eternal fire will illuminate your path ahead."
"I am the flame that reflects hope, the glimmer of dawn at the highest peak of darkness, the fiery destruction that drowns the earth and sea, the ultimate one standing on the top of the mountain - the eternal fire."
Han Baiyi got goosebumps all over after hearing such a long list of titles.
I can't help but recall the time when I tied a thin quilt as a cloak behind my back, wore sunglasses that didn't fit my head, and stood in front of the primary school gate as a strong fourth grader, waving my trumpet and iron broken teeth to meet the enemy of my life.
appearance.
The woman who came out of the body of the Holy One raised her sword and pointed it in the direction of Borch.
It was clear that what came out of her mouth was a language they had never heard before, but for some reason, everyone could understand what it meant.
Rather than speaking, she is using her inspiration to spread her inner thoughts, allowing all those who receive the inspiration to passively read the inner information.
The technique was very clever, but the inspiration as a carrier made Han Baiyi feel an inexplicable disgust from the bottom of his bones.
Even disgusting.
However, the 'goddess' did not notice Han Baiyi, but walked in the direction of Borqi.
"You should be proud of being able to take the sword from the gods, mortal."
The goddess of eternal fire walked to the ruins of Borchi and raised the red flame sword.
"The eternal flame is hope and destruction."
"Now, the flame of lovingkindness, the vastness of my heart, opens to you."
"Mortal, do you want to choose to embrace hope and live dedicated to your beliefs, or choose to die in the hottest destruction?"
Among the ruins piled with rubble,
There was silence.
The goddess opposite her eyes were blank, but her brows furrowed unconsciously.
"mortal,"
"I can feel your vigorous life."
"Are you despising my existence?"
There was still no response from the pile of rocks.
There was an eerie silence between the two.
Seeing Borch's reaction, the goddess narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her sword high:
"It seems that you are going to fight to the end."
"Then go die with your persistence and stupidity!"
Just as she was speaking, the goddess of eternal fire suddenly felt her shoulders being tapped twice.
A pair of blank eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife.
Flames suddenly rose all over his body, his long red hair swirled like a fan, and he turned his head to look behind him with an overwhelming but overwhelming aura.
"Who allowed you to touch God's body..."
"Crack."
Before the fire girl finished speaking, her whole little face was suddenly held tightly by a big hand.
Five fingers were almost dug into the cheek muscles, and the small mouth that was chatting endlessly was forcibly clenched into an O shape.
The long sword held high in the air was twisted so hard that it flew out, and the goddess of eternal fire was picked up by one hand.
Little Fire Goddess:???
A pair of big, watery eyes stared straight at Han Baiyi's palm holding her cheek through the flames.
To be precise, it is pure inspiration wrapped in the palm of your hand.
At the same time, a huge pressure that was almost as heavy as the world suddenly fell on her. Both her intelligence and physical strength were wiped out by this huge sense of oppression from another world, and her whole body was almost paralyzed.
Instantly remove all combat power.
If Han Baiyi hadn't held her cheek firmly and lifted it up, the little fire goddess who wasn't very energetic might have fallen to the ground now.
It's like being drugged.
"Oh oh oh oh oh..."
The small mouth of the little fire goddess was opened and closed like a dying fish in a tank.
Can't hear clearly what is said.
"How old are you?"
Han Baiyi's slaps hit the small fire goddess's big forehead, and the sound was clear and bright.
"Crack."
"You're still so good."
"Oh oh oh..."
"Crack!"
"How dare you move!"
"Whoa whoa!"
"Crack!"
The little Fire Goddess, who had just pretended to be blank-eyed and aloof from the world, was suddenly photographed, her eyes red, her limp body twitching slightly, and she didn't know what she was doing - maybe it was a symbolic struggle.
"When we fight, we fight. The name of the country before declaring war is to strengthen its motive. Why are you a bastard like you joining in the fun?"
"Return to God?"
Han Baiyi thought the forehead was a bit hard, so he patted it twice and stopped. He threw the little fire goddess on the ground, changed his face and patted it hard again.
"What the hell."
As a successor of the new generation of socialism who was born in Xinchong and grew up under the national flag, Han Baiyi has not believed in gods and ghosts since he was a child.
This situation was not broken until he was in college because of the various goldfish in the space. Yang Bodhisattva reluctantly hugged the Buddha's feet when he failed the exam. In other cases, he basically regarded it as the dregs of the old era.
After being thrown away, the little fire goddess, who was greatly insulted, huddled miserably on the ground. It seemed that at this moment she realized the true meaning of enjoyment if she couldn't resist. She lay on the ground like a dead pig and couldn't get up.
"stand up."
"Do you want me to pull you?"
"Move it yourself!"
It seemed that Han Baiyi's attitude was obviously a little irritable because of the disgusting weird spiritual power in the little fire goddess, and thinking of the demonic spiritual power in the world.
As if she heard the anger in Han Baiyi's words, the little fire goddess who was lying motionless on the ground reluctantly stood up under the huge pressure.
The face facing the ground was full of an expression of uncontrollable horror, and the big, blank, dark eyes just now were so piercing.
She swallowed deeply.
Seeing the Little Fire Goddess making a move, Han Baiyi knelt down, suppressed the anger in his heart a little, turned her little face over, and looked at her condescendingly.
"Now, I am the ultimate social heir who has crushed all traces of the old era, cleansed thoughts and humble flags, is the backbone of the land and people, and stands high under the blood of red heroes. I want to ask you something. Do you understand?"
The Little Fire Goddess looked at Han Baiyi's indifferent look, and then listened to the long series of titles - although she had never heard of him before, it sounded like he was very powerful.
Although Han Baiyi looked reluctant, he still imitated the Little Fire Goddess and made up a temporary lie detector that couldn't detect the problem.
If you think about it carefully, his status is simply too noble.
"Humph, a mortal who steals divine power and divine name! I have never heard of a god with this name!"
The little fire goddess on the ground suddenly reacted from the shock just now and stared at him fiercely,