Seeing that Gaisce was about to poison the night next, Gaiss suddenly stopped, paused, and said, "Do you know that all the bloody rain and bloody wind are caused by darkness......"

The night was stunned and raised his head.

Gaith continued: "In this world, only one ancestral god is enough, and the world can be peaceful. But there is another ancestral god in this world, and that is darkness. The Light Ancestor God was supposed to be more worthy of respect than the Dark Ancestor God, but this fact caused the Dark Ancestor God to be jealous, and he had to be on an equal footing with the Light Ancestor God, which led to a thousand-year war. So darkness is the source of all evil, and those who believe in the dark legion of the Dark Ancestral God deserve to die!"

Listening to Gais's words, the night couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Once upon a time, he often heard the story of the two gods of light and darkness, and the people around him would always only say how good the light was, and how bad the darkness was, but he himself always held a different view, in his heart, maybe the darkness was a warrior who dared to fight against fate, and the light was a hypocrite to the extreme. However, at that time, he did not have the courage to express his true thoughts......

Geth said again: "It's almost time to send you to hell, do you have any last words?"

"Yes......" The word "yes" in the dark night was spit out very lightly, but then the words were shouted out in an explosive voice, "What 'the Bright Ancestral God should be more worthy of respect than the Dark Ancestral God', it's all bullshit! The Bright Ancestral God can't even reach the toes of the Dark Ancestral God, and the people who believe in him are all hypocritical pus, I think it's better not to call it 'Bright Ancestral God', but change the name to 'God of Hypocrisy' or 'Big Pus God'!" Black Night didn't like to praise and disparage the two ancestral gods, but at this moment, he really couldn't get used to Gais's domineering appearance, and his life was difficult to save anyway, so it was better to insult the bright ancestral god he believed in before he died, so as to provoke him and show his ugliness.

After shouting in the dark night, Bai Yun felt very embarrassed, thinking that he could still say such things at this time. Gas was also shocked when he heard this, and then he was furious, and said loudly: "When death is imminent, you dare to speak out, you go to die!"

The night used all his strength to raise the sword of darkness to block, and finally barely blocked the blow, but he felt the same sensation as before: his consciousness became blurred, his soul seemed to be sucked away, and this time the feeling was even more intense. The power of the night was completely lost, and his right hand suddenly fell to the ground, not daring to let go of the sword. For some reason, he didn't feel any sensation in his right hand, and soon the paralysis spread throughout his body.

The night wanted to pick up the sword again, but Gaith suddenly stepped on the night's right hand, but the night didn't feel any pain at all. Gas laughed, "You're going to die this time!" and with that, he slashed his sword down on the top of the night's head again.

It seemed that time had stopped at this moment, and when the moment had passed, and time was running again, there was an additional figure in front of the night, and Gath slashed at the man with his sword. The night suddenly felt a heat on his face, as if something liquid had fallen on his face, and when the liquid flowed near his nose, a fishy smell rushed into his nostrils. Yes, it was blood from the man's mouth.

The man fell on top of the night, and his head rested on the shoulders of the night. The night involuntarily touched the man's back with his left hand, and immediately there was some liquid sticking to his hand, feeling warm, he put his left hand in front of his eyes, and found that the liquid was red, sticky, and had a fishy smell, just like the liquid that fell on his face, it was blood. He bled a lot, and the blood flowed to the snow. The night wanted the man's head to remain on his shoulder, because he didn't want to, and didn't dare to see who that man was. In fact, he already knew it in his heart: he rolled his eyes and saw that the fire was still in the same place and was looking at him in shock, but the white clouds were no longer in the place just now.

"You're wrong...... Light and darkness...... But the best brother......"

The night was stunned, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yes...... Is that you...... Little White ...... White clouds?"