"Anyway, don't leave my side these days!"

It was already the next day, and since listening to Charles's words yesterday, Sherlock's expression had begun to be abruptly solemn, grasping Dale's hand like pincers, and he could no longer let go easily.

"Stop, you're hurting me!" Dale looked uneasy.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Sherlock hurriedly let go of Dale, and a cool breeze suddenly hit, which made them have to pay attention to Charles's words earlier.

His words were not a joke, Charles' injuries were not fake, and although Sherlock was still excited about his plans to fight Yuraia, Charles's previous expression reminded him.

At this time, I should ask Noah about it.

Dale's mouth bulged, and he suddenly sneered, "Now, you're also afraid?"

"Who's afraid, it's just nothing, I'll be afraid?" replied Sherlock, and there was a long silence.

"We're all ordinary!"

Dale pursed her lips and gently shook Sherlock's hand, "Come on, you're so scared, what else can you do to protect me!"

Sherlock didn't speak, just a slight grin on the corner of his mouth, caressing her carefully like a lamb, which was also uneasy.

Sherlock began to frown, why did Charles deliberately emphasize Yuraia, the legend of the god of war has always been rich in invincible colors, because they are not familiar with Yuraia, why do they have to deliberately emphasize that there is such a thought, this is a kind of uneasiness, they are not afraid, but instinctively feel uneasy, that uneasy feeling continues to amplify in their hearts, how to explain this uneasiness? It should be unsafe, restless, unstable, not quiet, not restless, not at ease.

What you see may not exist, and no one understands the uneasiness of walking in that unstable world, and the things you see may not exist either, that unstable world.

At this time, Noah walked straight over.

She was dressed in white as usual, and there was still a faint trace of afterglow on her face, like the outline of a girl's face seen through the glass, receding into the distance, but it did not disappear, but it was already eclipsed, but there seemed to be a faint torrent of feelings, which was naturally due to the girl's face appearing in the mirror.

Sherlock was slightly startled, and subconsciously took a step forward, as if he was rushing forward, and as if he deliberately protected Dale behind him, even Sherlock didn't understand the meaning of his sudden action.

"What's the matter?" asked Sherlock.

"Watch out for Yuraia Miro, the god of war, that's all I have to say!" Noah said coldly, turning her back to leave.

At this time, he was suddenly stopped by Sherlock, "What do you mean by this, so sure enough, Charles was injured by Yuraia!"

"Yes," Noah said, gritting her teeth, "almost dead"

"Almost dead," Sherlock muttered distractedly, "isn't he your friend?"

"Yes, it's my friend" After speaking, even though his face changed, the pupils of his eyes slightly exuded a snow-white mang, "But it's not yours!"

This sentence sent a chill in the hearts of Sherlock and Dale.

"In short, stay away from Yuraia!"

Noah didn't say anything superfluous, but the two could see that Noah was in a bad mood.

"Are you going to go to him?"

Noah shook her head, "He doesn't listen to anyone, and if necessary, he himself will appear in front of me!"

Sherlock said with a cold face, "So this is advice to me?"

Noah replied, "Yes, if you don't want to be in the same situation as Charles, last time because I went there immediately, he didn't die, and next time he ......"

"Is that all this nonsense!" Sherlock cried out in disdain, "I don't know what's going on over there Charles, and I'm not interested in what you've done, and isn't that the god of war?"

With that, Sherlock slammed his fist into his chest.

"Sherlock......" Dale looked at the two of them with an anxious expression.

"Whatever you want!" Noah took a step and then stopped, and continued: "Yuraiya's current strength is above mine, so you can do it yourself."

"Of course!" Sherlock clenched his fists excitedly.

"The reason you can say these things is that you don't know him at all, the god of war is Yuraia, and Yuraiya is not just the god of war!"

After saying that, Noah left straight away and did not come back.

Sherlock was stunned, silently reciting the words that Noah said, "It's true that the god of war is Yuraia, and Yuraia is not just the god of war"

"What the hell is this... What do you mean!"

Dale suffocated her voice with dazed fear, like an injured person instinctively shaking when a finger approached his wound. The whole body trembled, and it was full of sudden shivers.

"It's okay," Sherlock caressed gently.

"Why are you so scared, we obviously haven't done anything yet, and if the enemy is already scared before he comes, we won't be qualified to stand!"

............

"So what's next?" asked Zero.

"You must defeat Yuraia first, and defeat Yuraia in the Divine Society!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Zero's eyes, "Did you do it, and who else do you know who can do it?"

Noah's face was ugly, and she bit her lip bitterly, "Try it as much as you can, needless to say, the severity of the lack of soul is needless to say, and the results that should be remembered are all forgotten!" Noah remembered Ye Yin and Kong Xue.

"So defeat Yuraiya first, before he'll listen to me!"

Noah remembered the conversation with Zero yesterday, what is necessary is to defeat Yuraia, if anyone can defeat Yuraia, it is the first step, if you put hope on the next opponent, Noah does not have much expectations, maybe Yuraia's current strength has been exaggerated to the point of unimaginable, although it has not been actually confirmed, but only listen to rumors, and just like last time, it can defeat Charles in a short time.

Just as he was thinking about it, a dark figure walked towards him.

The reflection of a sword is somewhat abnormal, it is a black sword.

Under the entwined bandages, there were purple rune-like marks, a long sword that condensed an incomparably dark and deep aura, and the sword exuded an aura of endless killing and destruction, just by looking at it, people felt a chill envelop their bodies.

Noah looked at the owner of the sword, with long blood-red and vertical hair, slender and sharp blood-red eyes, his angular outline, slender and tall but not rugged figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but domineering, and exuding a strong force that was arrogant and independent.

Noah asked impatiently: "It's you again, you're here again, I seem to have said it more than once!"

"I'm not interested, I'm bored," Dilan's voice was cold, his face was gloomy, and a cold light was shining through his eyes, "At this time, the easiest way is to defeat me, or be defeated by me!"

Noah's eyes condensed in an instant, and a sharp murderous aura came in an instant, but it was also recovered in an instant, and Noah sighed, "Here it is again, have you forgotten the lesson?"

"It's really my greatest shame to lose to you, so I'm going to get it back!"

"So?"

Dilan stretched out the glove in his left hand, "Accept it!"

"Forgive me for refusing, I'm afraid it's not that time!"

"You're always prevaricating!" said Dilan coldly.

Noah stared at Dilan tightly, Dilan is indeed strong enough, it is indeed true at the moment, maybe he can also use it a little, with Dilan's strength, although he has not fought with his heart, if he is he, maybe he can defeat Yuraiya.

Noah looked up and said, "Okay, but I have an opponent before, if you can defeat him!"

"Who?!"

"Yuleia Miró, the god of war!"

Di Lan was slightly startled, and asked, "That kid who came to the Divine Domain with you!"

"How?"

"A perfect temptation, strong enough to be an opponent!" replied Dilan, "but why should I promise you, it's a matter between us, and nothing to do with anyone else!"

"Then you don't dare!"

"I don't accept your provocation, but I'm interested!"

A smile slowly appeared on Noah's face.

"Tomorrow there will be his battle!"

Dilan chuckled, "You seem to trust him, didn't you think about losing before fighting me?"

"Impossible" Noah's face was flat, and a cold smile grinned, "No one likes to be an enemy of the god of war, except for those fools who have not seen the power of the holy sword"

"Very well, then I'll see!" replied Dilan.

"Then again, have you really gotten stronger, because the power I feel from you is no different from what I felt a year ago!"

Noah snorted coldly, "You'll see it then, but not now!"

"Tricks!" Dilan smiled excitedly and left.

After Dilan left, Noah suddenly felt a tremor in her heart.

............

"My lord, Yuraia hasn't been back for ten days, is it really okay not to go to him?" said Amos in front of Apollo respectfully at the Temple of the Sun.

Apollo kept his eyes closed, his face still not fluctuating, and the sun-like halo behind him made him look divine, and his voice seemed thick and abnormal.

"No need, watch for a while, don't worry about the rest, as a weapon, who will stop him from rubbing the blade, staying here will make his knife edge rust!"

"But stop him from coming into contact with Noah!"

Amos was puzzled, "Why is that?"

Apollo replied: "Because of the obstacle, seeing Noah again, let his spirit be impacted, this is what I don't need, as long as Yuraia keeps using his new abilities in the constant battle, he can speed up the fusion of the soul, and when the time comes, the real perfect god will be born in his soul, and at that time, he with pure divine power and perfect divine soul will become my ideal perfect body!"

"Does it mean that every time you use the second-stage holy sword, it will speed up the fusion of souls?"

"That's right," Apollo nodded.

"So, what did you promise Yuraiya before?"

"There's no need, because he'll soon forget everything!"

Looking at Ames's stunned look, Apollo replied: "According to this progress, the soul fusion will be completed immediately, but the soul fusion is not superimposed, but covered, which means that his previous soul will be overwritten, and then regenerated into a perfect divine soul, and the soul that is the original source of memory will also disappear!"

"Yes, my lord, I see!" replied Amace.

............

"Here, where is it?" Yuraiyah opened her eyes, and what she saw was a completely white space, up and down, left and right, nothing else, some, only white, monotonous enough to make people feel sickened.

"Is it a dream? How can such a thing appear in a dream?"

Yuraia calmly watched the scene (nothing? no..... Since there is no one in front of it .... ）

Without hesitation, he turned around and saw a huge black gate more than ten meters high. There is no decoration, no pattern, but the first feeling is mystery and supremacy.

The inside of the gate was also endlessly pitch black, and in the darkness it was as if there were countless eyes staring at Yuraia, looking closely at the darkness, Yuraiya suddenly felt a great tremor of her soul, so that the blood in her body boiled, and something wanted to tear it apart from the inside.

"It's ..... What is it?" Yuraia looked at the black gate and took a step back unconsciously.

At this moment, before Yuraia could react, the black gate was chaotic and pitch black, making a light sound, and the terrifying turbulence erupted outward, and countless black arms stretched out from the other side of the door, grabbed Yuraiya, and grabbed it into the door.

Then there was another burst of darkness, and Yuraia saw two figures suddenly attack, and hugged him tightly, the two figures were black and white, as if they were born with positive and negative bodies, wanting to drill into Yuraia's body.