Chapter Seventy-Four: The Closed Nords
As a warrior, Singh is more suitable than Sweet, every bullet of Singh is useful, and his gorgeous skills are even envied by many veterans, although Singer was not born in the Luther family as a war family, that inner desire to fight is unstoppable, although this may cause problems, and in the end it may be impossible to lose yourself.
Fira threw away the communication equipment that was in the way, and killed the divine servants in front of her, but those divine servants couldn't be killed at all, and the alchemy bullets that were originally distributed were not very many now. The oracle forbidden spell that had been arranged a long time ago was completely destroyed when the entire underground palace was exposed to the ground, and the spellcasters looked panicked, and it was estimated that the forbidden spell could not be re-established, and now it was only necessary to wait for the elders to come and talk about it.
After the oracle forbidden spell disappeared, Solomon did not open the killing ring himself, he was afraid that those powerful gods hidden in the depths would put him to sleep, he could only let those demon gods and gods fight outside the entire hall first, he was on the altar, he used his blade to draw a gorgeous enchantment spell on the top of his head, a large bowl that was upside down, so that no one could get close, Solomon took out a ceramic piece from a bag, which was a vase bought with billions of funds on that black ocean, But now there's only one bottom left.
On the bottom of the glazed white bottle, an anachronistic ancient incantation, hidden in it, is the dragon soul of the ancient dragon that could exist in the same way as the first gods in ancient times, which represents the existence of evil and darkness, but since the kingdom of God has disappeared, then the power is absolute, whether it is darkness or light, Solomon suddenly realized, as if the power in the world was also absolute, natural selection, survival of the fittest, this is not only talking about the creatures on the biological chain, The same is true of even the gods who have long since disappeared in the long course of history, if not, why would the ancient dragons of the past disappear.
Solomon wants to fuse the dragon soul in that spell, and then Solomon's divine power will be comparable to that of the first generation, even if that hateful woman comes, Solomon will no longer be afraid, he will fight with it, and seize the power in the hands of that woman for his own use.
Shen Luyu, who was sitting in Arthur's car, was clever, bounced up from the car, and when his head touched the roof of the car, he was bounced back, and then Shen Luyu closed his eyes and touched his aching head vigorously.
"Are you awake?" Dogge was looking at Shen Luyu in a daze, it must have hurt a lot just now.
"You woke up earlier than I did!" Shen Luyu was incredulous, "Where are we?" ”
"It's in the car of the Boss of the Holy Light Society." Dogge said, "These two in front of me are six-winged, existences that can fight with three generations of gods, if it weren't for them, I guess we would have died a long time ago." ”
Shen Luyu touched his head, he felt for a moment whether he was concussed, he didn't know what the six wings were, because he hadn't come into contact with the level of the gods, but he remembered that the feeling of death just now was too uncomfortable, and he might be really glad that the two people in front of him saved him.
"It's not like we're helping at all." The Progen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said. "You should have died in the first place, I don't know why you were only fainted in front of such a powerful spell, and you weren't even injured."
"yes, it's a bit incredible, when we checked your body, we found that you just fainted, and this soldier named Doge actually fell asleep, and snoring, very loudly." Arthur said as he drove the car.
Shen Luyu hugged his head, it really hurt just now, but he remembered that he had that dream, why was it always a dream, but that dream didn't look like a dream, that little girl seemed to really exist, Shen Luyu thought incredibly, was it too uncomfortable after he came to Yaglie, although every time he dreamed, he could see such a beautiful little Lori, but this was too abnormal.
"Where are we going?" Shen Luyu asked.
"Go to the Divine Burial Center, our communication equipment is broken, I want to go to the Divine Burial Center to report, I originally wanted to send you back to 'Muqi', but it was too late, so I had to come with us." Arthur said, "Besides, you're the only one left of our three cars to use." ”
"It doesn't matter," Shen Luyu said, "it's the same wherever you go anyway." ”
"Hey, I really don't know why I let you soldiers who are still getting started come to this mission." Arthur said.
"Experience, isn't it all like this?" Dogg asked.
"You should be in training camp, you're in training." Arthur said.
"Oh, then you have to practice." Dogg asked.
"Of course, you'll go to the various tombs that have been exploited to find a few wilting gods to fight, rather than confronting the gods directly." Arthur said.
"So we're in the wrong place?" Shen Luyu said
"Well, you should go and stand guard." The godborn who had been sinking said.
"It was the men of the ministry who told us to follow Solomon." Dogg said,
"They shouldn't have assigned that task to you in the first place, you're not qualified." Arthur said.
"Hey, by the way, where did that reporter's car go?" Shen Luyu suddenly found that the car he had been tracking was gone.
"Run for your life, we don't have the time to take care of that guy, we just hope he will be blessed himself." Arthur said.
On the other side of the desert, a press car parked on the sand dunes, the only photographer in the car shivered vigorously, he looked around, and then at the quiet compass, he thought that there should be no one following, he picked up his phone, and dialed an international call, "Toot toot." ”
"Hey, dear." Said the photographer.
"You bastard, don't you know how expensive phone bills are?" On the other end of the phone, a woman's voice, she was growling.
"I know, I just miss you!" The photographer said that when he heard the voice of his wife, who was always noisy, he suddenly wanted to cry.
"If you want to go home, don't run out all day, although you get a lot of money back, you also have to care about your daughter." The woman said.
"How is your daughter?" The photographer asked.
"Okay, it's just that he's making trouble all day long." The woman said angrily.
"I'm going home, I'm not going to work in the field anymore."
"I don't know what happens to you that can make you change so quickly." The woman frowned.
"It's okay, I'm just tired of living outside."
"I hope so." The woman scoffed.
The phone hung up, the photographer leaned back in the driver's seat, he took a deep breath, he thought, the wicked have evil retribution, the retribution of the cowboy man has arrived, is his own still far away?
But the photographer's luck is very good, originally Solomon wanted to recover his coachman, but he found that the speed of the coachman was not as good as his own, and the time was very tight, so he gave up the idea of chasing the coachman, and then took Dumans to the god's burial place, and the photographer was exempted from being killed, at this time, the night had just arrived, and the stars had just appeared in the sky in the desert, and the photographer suddenly didn't know where to go, he didn't dare to move the body, if he accidentally encountered quicksand, it was not good, there was no one here, He decided to stop and spend the night leaving, hoping nothing would happen.
In Yagret's military headquarters, the high-ranking members of the Council of Elders had already set out, and Morad, who was still resting, was sent to the God's Burial House as a weapons division, and Nords, who attended as the Badolaire family, was locked up by the parents of the family, and was depressed and angry at this time.
His wife, Daisy, was with her and brought out a freshly baked muffin for him to eat.
"Yes, it's delicious." Nords was telling the truth, when he got married, he didn't know that his wife would do this, in fact, his favorite thing was the thing called 'Flowing Egg Tart'. That's really delicious.
"You should always want to drive a little bit, or maybe it's your luck." Daisy reassured.
"I know, but that woman named Glyna is not a good thing." Nordus said.
"Hey, although there are a lot of things we don't know about here, but how can you say that it's your godsister, how many years of living together, you can't talk bad about people behind your back." Daisy said.
"I want to forget him, he has hundreds of lives in his hands at this time, and a mistake in the command may affect everyone." Nordus said.
"Can't you think of something else?" Daisy said.
"What else can you think?" Nordus sighed, "Forget it, just follow the arrangement, anyway, whoever is the leader of the Servant Department is a puppet, and I can be enough." ”
"It's not good to think like this, but it's better than crying all the time." Daisy smiled. "Oh yes, I want to go to the present world to see the child, how about it."
"After a while, let's go together, we haven't seen those two guys in a long time." Nordus said, he thought about the pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, he hadn't seen them for half a year, that girl would hold a grudge, Nords covered his head, he really didn't know what gift to buy her, he was afraid that the girl would make a fuss.