The bleak night wind swept through the riverside trees like ghostly fingers, making the leaves tremble, and the birds and insects were silenced like cicadas, leaving only the rustling sound, like invisible footsteps walking through the forest. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the battle on the avenue, or rather the one-sided killing, had passed for a long time, and a shadow had separated from behind the erect tree trunk, and she cautiously came to the side of the avenue, staring at the place where the battle had taken place before.

She never dreamed that things would turn out like this, she had thought that the cultists would take the annoying woman away, she stood by and didn't need to meddle, and everything was expected by her.

But she saw a shocking upheaval, and she still didn't know if the guy who killed everyone like a cold-blooded monster was the businesswoman who usually looked a little stupid.

So what is sacred?

Delphine took a deep breath, the viscous smell of blood rushing into her nose, and a burst of vomiting ** suddenly welled up in her chest.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to forget about it.

But although she tried her best to remain calm, and the general direction of things was not too unexpected for her, for some reason, her hands were trembling slightly, and she was afraid, and it was obvious that this was less love than others had seen in her.

Ever since she was actually in charge of the family, Delphien had thought she couldn't be afraid of anything else, she had buried her too soft and unnecessary mind early, the men were cold, and she was more resolute and ruthless than they were.

It's the same with revenge.

There is not a single figure on the avenue.

The prime minister's daughter walked slowly to the side of the road, and the dark red and smelly blood gathered into a stream that flowed to her feet, and in front of her was a scene that could only be seen in the slaughterhouse.

In the dust, only corpses were scattered on the ground. To be precise, it should be called corpse parts, eyeballs, half a head, a torn chest, and scattered hands and feet, as if there was an open-air butcher's shop. The parts of the body that originally belonged to human beings are now mutilated, scattered like rotten flesh. In the meantime, the blood flowed sideways, mixed with the sand, and the soil seeped out a deep dark red, like a rain of blood, and the ground was full of blood-colored sludge.

The air was filled with a thick rancid smell, like the smell of a warehouse used to store salted fish.

Delphien bent over. With one hand pressed her chest near her collarbone, she finally retched, and it was a long time before she staggered to her feet. I was a little dazed in my heart, and I didn't know whether my choice was right or wrong for a while.

She stood on the side of the road for a moment, then turned resolutely and walked into the Cat and Beard Hotel.

"Anyway, that monster should have entered the imperial capital, and I still have to finish the rest." She thought to herself.

The aura of Gaia's divine blood in the inn had long since dissipated, and only some fluorescent substances remained on the ground and table, which Delphine carefully avoided. Look at a stone statue in the center of the hall.

Setty still seemed to have the last sight of her life—her eyes widening, every tiniest look on her face, every wrinkle in her clothes. All appear to be lifelike.

It looked like the crowning masterpiece of some master carver's life.

In fact, in some remote areas, some evil wizards do like to use living people as statues, and those with the darkest hearts among them even like to collect beautiful virgins to do the job.

Delphien looked at the statue silently, unable to confirm whether the other party was dead or alive, but it didn't matter. She went to the corner of the hall and pulled out a hammer from under the fireplace. Then he dragged his hammer and smashed it with all his might.

Whether it's dead or alive, as long as it's hammered. Presumably, no matter how clever a wizard is, he will not be able to put the broken stone statue back together, especially when the stone statue was still a living person before his death.

But the imaginary situation did not happen, and before the hammer could touch the surface of the stone statue with the whirring wind, its hammer suddenly exploded without warning, and the prime minister's daughter, who was swinging the hammer, seemed to hit a dragon on a rampage, and flew out with a thud, slamming into the wall on the side of the hall.

She let out a muffled scream before she slipped off the wall, looked up, and before she could speak, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

She covered her mouth with her hand, and immediately a crimson flushed between her fingers.

Delphien looked around with a bloody mouth and nose, only to see a woman with a mature air all over her body walking in through the door, looking at the other person's witch outfit in disbelief, and a strange familiar glint flashed in her eyes.

She felt like she had seen the woman there.

"Where did Roman go?" The woman asked as soon as she entered the door, her tone cold.

"I don't know ......"

Before Delphien could finish speaking, she felt an invisible force grab her throat and pull her from the ground, and by the time she could react, her feet were off the ground, and a suffocating sensation came from all directions, almost drowning her.

"No...... It's not me ......."

The prime minister's daughter rolled her eyes, her mouth long like an oxygen-starved goldfish, and she clutched her throat tightly with both hands, kicking in vain in mid-air.

She never dreamed that it was not Brando who came back first, but a witch she had never seen before, and she didn't expect that the other party would not give her the slightest chance to defend herself, and would kill her as soon as she made a move.

She has always been beautiful and confident, and she is used to the natural affection of strangers for her, but no matter how beautiful her face and body are, it is just an empty shell if she loses her soul, and she finally feels scared, the fear of death is so deep and distinct, her inner thighs are hot, and the wetness suddenly spreads down her slender legs.

A strange smell suddenly filled the hall.

But Delphien had already put these details behind her at the moment, and her eyes were full of gold stars, and there was only one thought in her mind: No, I can't die, I want to live!

The witch didn't care about her reaction, and her mouth was full of words, as if she were chanting a lengthy incantation. Delphien, though incapable of magic, knew certain mystical methods. At this last moment her mind was finally clear, as if blessed to her heart, she screamed with difficulty:

"I know you......"

"You're Princess Gloria......"

"I ...... I saw you at the Evergreen Festival thirteen years ago......"

The mature woman was slightly stunned, and the power in her hand dissipated, and Delphine sat on the floor soaked with urine on her ass. The cold touch made her feel ashamed and indignant.

Even when she was almost charred, she never felt so desperate.

She subconsciously lowered her head obediently, not daring to look at the other party again.

Instead, the other party looked at her silently before he spoke, "You are Niedewen's granddaughter." ”

Delphine didn't nod, and of course didn't dare to deny it, it was a tacit acquiescence.

"Where's Roman?" The woman asked again.

She ...... Went to Rustät. ”

"My niece is very smug though. But will not go to Rusta at this time. ”

"There are cultists who use the blood of gods to plot against us, I escaped by hiding in the kitchen, Roman she killed everyone, and then went to Rusteta, I can't catch up with her." Delphine replied half-truthfully. Of course, she didn't dare to tell the truth all, but on the one hand, she was afraid of being debunked by the other party, so she couldn't help but irrepressibly let out a soft clucking sound of her upper and lower teeth touching.

The woman looked at her disheveled appearance, but did not debunk her half-truths and half-truths, but asked, "Roman will kill?" ”

Delphine clutched her wet skirt tightly, her hands barely bloodless: "I don't know, she'...... She seems to be a different person. ”

"Changed a person?"

"Become ...... Unrecognizable, she doesn't seem to know us at all. Whoever says will be called mortal, I ...... I don't think it's her at all. Delphien didn't dare to hide it, and replied in a low voice.

The woman was silent for a moment. She didn't know whether she was happy or angry, she suddenly raised her hand, and just when the prime minister's daughter trembled and thought that the latter was going to kill her, she was surprised to find that the stone statue standing in the center of the hall had disappeared out of thin air.

The woman then looked back at her and said, "You go to Brando and tell him what happened here." Let her come to me. ”

It was only at this time that Delphine was genuinely terrified, for some reason. She didn't want to see Brando at the moment. Seeing her hesitation, the woman smiled sarcastically: "Only then did you remember to be scared?" You're far worse than your grandfather. But you don't have to be afraid, just tell Brando the truth, and then tell him who told you to go to him. ”

"Princess Gloria?"

"No," the woman shook her head, "it's my other identity, Knudell, the believer of the blind daughter Misa, the witch of fate, you told him that the main star of the constellation Qinyu I had earlier let him see was just an illusion, and the witch of fate has a realm of charm, and it is very simple to deceive people's hearts." ”

She paused for a moment and continued, "If he still doesn't believe me, you can tell him that I'm Roman's aunt, and I have first-hand information about his bedwetting when he was a child, and if he wants to marry my niece, he must pass me first, understand?" ”

"Big ...... My lord? "The prime minister's daughter almost didn't choke.

"You feel weird? This is a matter of life and death for the reputation of the nobles, you should know that, so he will not do anything to you until he meets me. ”

Delphien was eccentric.

……

"Click-"

For a moment, Brando felt his internal organs shift, and he slammed into a stone pillar, but the solid rock could not stop him from castration, and the stone pillar collapsed, and the hall that had lost its support shook and collapsed in half.

He slammed down like a meteor between the rubble, and the only thing he could do seemed to be to hold on to the unconscious Medisa until he hit a wall again, and the force behind him made him feel as if his bones were falling apart.

However, he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately switched places with the little princess of the silver elf, and struggled to cover the latter under his body, and in just a moment, the broken ceiling above his head collapsed with a bang, and the rubble mixed with the mud and sand rolled down, weighing heavily on him.

With a simple blow, Brando found that his health on the light screen was reduced by more than half, and when he watched the dragon clan subduing the dragon and her two subordinates in the evergreen corridor, he didn't feel how terrifying the strength of the other party was, and it wasn't until he actually faced it that this desperate gap was revealed.

The Sage Realm, a realm that mortals have never reached since the Battle of the Sages, and the pride of the people of gold and silver is revealed between this terrifying level difference.

Crushing for no reason.

Brando spurted a mouthful of blood, staining the little princess's chest red, but he didn't care about it, the blade of fire in his hand flashed forward, and a sword light cut a passage under the broken ruins, and before the mud and sand completely buried the two of them, he shot out like a streamer.

Gwendoline in mid-air noticed Brando's movements for the first time, in fact, she didn't move much, and the entire patrol cavalry headquarters and the surrounding area were all shrouded in her laws for almost a mile, like a giant web woven by the spider mother, in which the slightest movement of each silk thread would truthfully feed back into her perception.

She hesitated for a moment before giving up the urge to pursue the Nightmare Clan, a rare Nightmare Worm Mother, although important, was not as good as the young man in front of her.

She was extremely angry in her heart at the moment, this Mayad was really more than enough to succeed, she repeatedly warned the other party not to cause trouble, only need to subdue the patrol cavalry in the city to complete the plan, but she didn't expect the other party to act without permission, not only did it provoke the mother of the worm to riot, and took her own life.

The absence of one of the Twelve Patriarchs did not make her feel anything, but the Mother of Nightmare Worms was the only one that the Shepherd had managed to find from the battlefield of the Final Battle.

"It's a pity." Gwendoline thought to herself, she raised her hand, and was about to close the net, but after hesitating, she was still reluctant to give up the Mother of Nightmare Worms, so she withdrew her hand and stroked a crystal set in her chest, and the crystal suddenly shimmered.

"Andelsa, the Mother of Nightmare has escaped, you now put aside the other things you are doing and go and get it back."

"My lord, ...... Mayad?"

"You don't have to worry about that idiot, you be careful, the Mother of Nightmare seems to have been alarmed by something, don't act rashly when you find it, notify me to come."

There was silence for a moment on the crystal side before replying, "I see, my lord." ”

The Dragon Queen came back to her senses, she already knew the identity of the Brando Brigade Mage, but she was not afraid that the other party would suddenly disappear from his perception, the Silver Queen and the mortals around her had no way to deal with the gods, but it didn't mean that the same was true for the people of gold.

Trasiman and Odin were not invincible back then, and although the methods of using energy by the traveling mages were strange, they were not traceless, and under the shroud of the web of law, the young man was still invisible.

But as she carefully searched her wide open net, the expression on the dragon queen's face suddenly froze unnaturally.

She was shocked to find that Brando had indeed completely disappeared from her perception, as if she had never existed.

"Damn, what's going on?"

…… (To be continued)