Oriana thought too much, and the woman didn't do anything, but really sat together like sisters, watching the soldiers on the battlefield throw their heads and spill their blood.

The man was calm, and for a long time he didn't say a word.

"How about I tell you a story." The woman said suddenly.

"I'm not a three-year-old anymore, and you're talking about Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood?" Oriana asked.

"A story about the gods."

"Oh, listen up." Oriana said, listening intently.

"A long time ago, nay, to be precise," the woman paused, "in an old kingdom there was a loyal soldier, who had no name, for he was picked up by one of the king's servants, and that servant raised him to adulthood, and sent her to the army, where she became a king's personal bodyguard. The king liked him very much, and let him follow him, and told him everything, even some secrets, and the soldier was a very strict man, and he would not offend people, but the good times did not last long, and the assassin of a small country, knowing some of the habits of this king, after assassinating the king, he blamed the soldier for the crime, and the soldier was speechless, until he was finally hanged and executed. ”

"And then." Oriana asked.

"The soul of the soldier, the first hundred thousand souls created by the Creation God, is pure and nothing, he did not go to hell or heaven, because he only experienced one life, and then he was reincarnated as a human being." The woman said.

Solomon, who had now returned to the altar, was now back on the altar, and after the last incantation was completed, a white light burst out, accompanied by flashing inscriptions, and ancient spells.

A white streamer rose from the middle of the desert, and everything around it was illuminated white, a huge spirit struggling to bind and laboriously bursting out of the incantation.

The spirit writhed like a mountain, he spread the bone wings that covered the entire altar, a long tail like a python, iron scales, blinding arcs, and terrifying bone spurs that exposed his body, although he was a spirit, everything was materialized.

Solomon didn't expect that the dragon soul in front of him was so powerful, like the existence of the first gods, he finally knew why in ancient times, this holy spirit that existed in the same era as the gods would be killed, and even be exterminated, it turned out that he made all the gods taboo is the kind of power similar to divine power, they have unique abilities, and can even make humans worship, they will never be tamed, the gods are afraid of their own power, so these holy spirits sleep in the dust of history.

"What's that?" Shen Luyu said to himself, "That's a dragon, is it a dinosaur?" ”

"Solomon unleashed a dragon." Morad from afar saw this as well, and he looked like the end of the world was terrified.

Solomon didn't stop, he was suspended in the air, and he used the blade in his hand to draw powerful spells in the air, chanting incantations in his mouth. He was going to imprison the entire dragon to the incantation, to hold him in front of his eyes like a shackle, and Solomon was going to devour the best of the dragon's soul, and at that time, even if it was the first gods who came here to fight him, he would not flinch.

"We need the Oracle Forbidden Spell, a more powerful Oracle Forbidden Spell." The one who wrote the spell said,

"There's no way we can set it up, there's a shrine full of priests." Sweet said.

"The Elders are here, and they're already figuring out a way." Singh looked tired, he said profusely.

Although the number of gods in the battlefield has decreased, those demon gods who are at a loss are very troublesome.

At this time, Morad and his party, they looked at the dragon soul that was about to be controlled, and they were all amazed that Solomon was not a genius of spells.

"What are we going to do?" Someone asked

"Are you going to ask the upper echelons of the Presbyterian Church?" Someone answered.

"It's too late now." Morad said, "I guess when they come, Solomon has already achieved his goal, and even if the Seven Saints come, there will be no way to do it by then." ”

"How about we go help that dragon soul!" It was proposed.

"That's a good idea, but it's going to come out of the fork, and we're not sure we'll be able to subdue that dragon in the end."

"Those demon gods seem to have stopped attacking, and only the gods are left in the battlefield just now." Someone found out.

"They went and gave strength to Solomon, and Solomon alone would not have been able to do so." Morad said, "Reload the explosives, we'll get rid of the gods, and don't let these hateful things get in the way." ”

The demon gods have begun to leave the battlefield, except for a few demon gods with strong combat power left outside the barrier to resist the attacks of the gods, and Solomon has begun to devour the power in the dragon soul.

Solomon was surprised to find that the dragon soul is the same as the gods, the power contained in him is authoritative, the dragon soul in front of him can control the thunder and lightning, when Solomon devoured the dragon soul, he also devoured that part of the thunder and lightning authority, at this time, on his blade, began to haunt the terrible arc.

"That's the end of that story?" Olympian asked.

"No, that soul was reincarnated. He was born into a poor family. The woman said.

"I know the rest of the story, I'll talk about it." The man said suddenly.

"Okay, I'm tired." The woman shirked.

"He is a farmer, he has lived in the fields since he was a child, he is a very good person, many girls in the next village like him, or when he is old he will marry a beautiful wife, and then have some children, and live a life that is still poor, this is the life that an old farmer should live." The man said, he looked at the moon.