The gods, who had been educated by class since childhood, could not break the barrier at once, and the answer was tumbling in the depths, a question that every light would ask when he was a child.

"We're brothers and sisters." The young goddess looked at her fighting companion and hid behind the elder in fear, worried and unbearable: "Sister, aren't we going to help?" Just watching, watching them fall into darkness like that? ”

The older goddess will reply, "They have a dark godhead, they dance with the darkness, and they deserve to return to the darkness." ”

That answer took away the doubts and fears in my heart over and over again.

"Just because, we're the periphery." Natya Vida closed her eyes slightly, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, unwilling to let her hand holding the dagger tremble slightly, but in the next second, she regained her calm.

She said indifferently: "Therefore, we should live in the fight, we should be painfully pulled into the darkness, we should die!" ”

The blonde goddess stood in place, stroking her dagger amusefully, looking at her helpless sisters with pity, her dark red eyes sparkling in the light of the Light Divine Domain.

No, you shouldn't!

This...... You should not bear it alone.

We, we are family.

The goddess was speechless, her tears welling up and dripping onto the blue grass, and after a long time, perhaps a moment, she wiped away her tears, and looked determined.

The nobility and lowliness of those godheads came to naught at this moment.

"That's what we can do." The goddess was lifted from the ground by her companions, she swept across the battlefield, her heart trembled, and she turned her head again: "How can we help." ”

The mood of wanting to get through the difficulties together at this time, completely covered the pride and the past, they are all bright Ziming, they are brothers and sisters, they should work together.

Natya Vida finally smiled warmly and proudly: "I'm proud of you. ”

She changed her words: "But at this time, you can't do anything, so do your best to protect yourself." ”

"No!" The goddess whispered, "Actually, my godhead can manipulate plants. I can make them bloom beautiful, I can wake them up after winter, and I can break through the land on the battlefield! ”

Plants are always very powerful, they can crush heavy rocks and cross oceans.

In the past, the goddesses who were not good at war began to recall the role of their godheads.

The young gods of light were very serious about making suggestions, their hearts were vaguely outlined, and the fragments of divine power began to condense and form, and the sharp godhead showed its edge.

Natya Vida said coolly: "You protect yourselves first. ”

The next moment.

She rushed out of the protective aperture, held the dagger in her hand, and randomly pulled out a long sword that was slanted into the ground, and rushed into the bloody battlefield in a burst of exclamation.

Everywhere they went, the enemy retreated and fled, unable to resist this overwhelming force, and they ran with their teeth bared, only to be stopped by the fighting gods who understood their tone.

The goddesses were dumbfounded.

"Wait!" An emaciated goddess suddenly spoke: "It's her!" The god who robbed the godhead! She had killed a god of light, and the color of her eyes had changed, but I remembered the power of her godhead. ”