The bright moon, the silver glow landed, covered in silver, covered with mountains and rivers, countless faint stars, flashing in the night, the stars are dense, and the night is embellished.

However, in the place where Yuan Tianhua fought not long ago, the desolate scene of the devastated ground directly reversed the beautiful moonlight that should have been a cool breeze, soft and sassy at the same time, into a kind of palpitating, bitter cold, and trembling forest white and bleak night scene.

On the uneven mottled ground like the surface of the moon, in the middle of the crater that looked like a huge crater that had been plagued by a cloudburst bomb, Zuode's body lay there silently, without any life, without any life.

But suddenly, there was a trace of fluctuation out of thin air, weird, unpredictable, mysterious, as if from another parallel dimensional space, the cold remnant of the body from nothing, filled by fluctuations, it seems that it is incredible to evolve a twisted and mechanical breath of life, a kind of incomprehensible evil power, like a breeding germ, disgusting appearance there.

And this trend began to improve at a steady pace, and it reached its peak soon after, with a feeling of abundance that was almost overflowing.

Then, ......, suddenly, the stump, without limbs and heads, suddenly began to crumble and collapse, like air-dried soil, losing some kind of water-like component, and the powder turned towards crumbling and crumbling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until a new silhouette, a human-sized thing peeked out of the massive fragment of the corpse, and then it was completely exposed to the air in less than a breath, with a spherical curve, like a giant egg, and finally completely exposed to the white moonlight.

And ......, like a living creature, squirmed slowly and disgustingly, and then some unidentified bumps surfaced on the surface, and then gradually became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Diamond-shaped, elliptical? It's not like the wounds brought out by the sweet potato when it is dug out of the soil, and the uneven marks in the shape of an eye are all over the surface like scars.

Then, in the next second, its shape was clearly completed, but it was enough to make those who saw it horrified, and it was a mixture of eyes, nose, and mouth that was disorganized to disgusting at the same time.

After a pause of two seconds, the extremely terrifying moment opened, like an evil demon, gurgling and rolling, writhing and activating.

Then to the most vivid moment, as if he was really conscious, his mouth was wide open in the form of a desperate wail, his nose twitched, and his eyes burst with foul blood.

I can't imagine the harsh, heartbreaking, soul-shattering howl, like a sonic boom, it exploded instantly, reaching the highest point within a few seconds, directly entering the realm of ultrasound, if there is a substantial sound wave that instantly wipes out the remaining vegetation and mustards, all of them will be wiped out, and the small insects and rodents hidden in the ground will also be killed in this instant.

It can be said that within a radius of 100 meters, there is no vitality.

And then in the dead silence, in the pale moonlight, the ovoid thing, like an enlarged version of Behelet, burst with a pop.

A hairy, thick arm burst out of the cocoon and tore in a few stiff strokes, revealing itself with mucus.

The curved horns are grand, the shape of a bull and lion, the knees are bent, the feet are hoofed shapes, the muscles and flesh of the whole body are knotted, and the strength is far beyond the ordinary body.

If the original Tianhua is still here, I will definitely exclaim, this is the Zuode that has shrunk a little!! Could it be that this guy has come back to life again?

However, this is not the case, this thing regenerated in the corpse is not the previous Zuode, thinking that he seems to have no will of his own, and there is no movement in his blood-colored pupils, just like a machine.

And after getting up for a while, after softening and adapting to the body, after some strange fluctuations in the space, as if receiving some kind of instruction, he walked stiffly in another direction to complete a certain set mission.

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A few days later, in a vast forest garden, the yellow leaves fell down, and the autumn breeze was slightly cool, with a kind of autumn comfort, permeating the whole world.

But on the chamfered platform of stone steps that were entwined with vines and looked a little simple and elegant, among the falling leaves, one after another was rhythmic, and the sound of the powerful battle spirit air was endless.

It was Gus wielding his broadsword and the bandages still wrapped around his body, proving the severity of the guy's injuries in that battle.

However, in the end, it was Gus, even if he was injured at the time, ordinary people would have to lie down for a longer time, for Gus, now he seems to be alive and vigorous, and his body and bones can no longer be cultivated, so he can't help but run out and practice without authorization.

The wind was howling, the sword blade was in the air, and between the hard slashes, Gus's muscles were highlighted more tough and heroic, and the agitation burst out with a sense of power like a fierce beast.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash, turn back force slash!! Under the strength of his arm, the heavy weapon easily split the air, and with the sharp sword pressure, the trajectory of the fallen leaves around him was stirred into a scattered, wind-swept momentum.

It was another blow back to the body and force split, the strength and speed of the three elements of the spirit and spirit just reached harmony and unity, the original momentum was strong and the wind pressure was strong and the downward split, at this moment it was restrained, focusing on the heavy sword body, and cutting a vertical line in the air.

Then it swept straight past the swaying yellow leaves, and made a faint whisper of cracking, and in the midst of the tornado like the backlash, the leaves were delayed for a moment, and suddenly they were neatly divided into two halves, and the incision was flat to the extreme.

However, Gus's heart was a little messy, and he suddenly remembered Kasgaard's words, "You still haven't changed from three years ago", "It's just a rabid dog......"

It reminded him of Griffith's injury, of the tragic death of many of his subordinates, and a sense of guilt inevitably rose, and at the same time sulked because of it, making the rest of the exercise seem to be venting, losing its original meaning.

"It's all because of you that Griffith has become ...... like this," Casgard's voice rang in Gus's ears with disgust and resentment.

"It's all your fault!!" , Casgar's tearful face suddenly appeared in front of her.

Sou! Sou! Sou!! ......, the left and right staggered slashes are like the wheel dance of a windmill, and then the vertical slash and stab in the wind.

"Damn!!" , that kind of resentment and melancholy, Gus couldn't help but scold, and at the same time, the momentum of the arm sword dance reached the strongest point.

Lunge before deceiving the body, holding the big sword with both arms, slashing vertically with the force of the round, and then at a moment parallel to the ground, the precise and natural closing stops, exhale, the quality of the simple sword body, and the action of the downward splitting and closing momentum, the violent wind pressure impacts the ground due to inertia, like a shock wave in a circular diffusion mode, the ground full of fallen leaves, clear out a round blank.

Falling leaves, Gus let out a slightly rapid gasp that did not control his output, and there was a disturbed confusion on his somewhat restless face.

"What the hell is going on with that stinky one by one!" , cursed and blurted out.

"Isn't it grumpy~", at this moment Griffith's voice came from behind Gus, and with the light sound of falling leaves, wooden crutches and shoes appeared on the steps covered with leaves.

Bending down casually, ignoring his own situation, Griffith's sleek fingers pinched the half of the piece that Gus had cut in half, close to the petiole.

"It's even worse than what I went on...... What a sturdy guy~~", Griffith said melodiously, exuding a charm that transcends gender, with a kind of mellowness in his smile.

"Immortal Warrior Zuo De ......", the mouth of the fountain with a lion's head relief, a trickle of water flowed from the mouth of the lion, Gus sighed.

"I can't laugh at it, that kind of monster actually exists in the world."

"But on the other hand, maybe this is also evidence that there is some kind of powerful existence in this world that no one knows~"

"Huh?" Gus looked at his partner with a little puzzlement.

With his eyes as blue as the sky, Griffith spat out a few words thoughtfully.

"For example, the gods~"

"Isn't it a demon?" , Gus grinned and interrupted.

"It's all the same......" Griffith looked up at the sky.

"Speaking of the ...... you've been hanging around your neck," Gus suddenly opened his mouth to mention what Zod called the Overlord's Egg.

"Huh~?" Griffith tilted his head a little brightly, then thoughtfully reached to his neck, pulled it along the silk thread, and then took out the bright red oval-like bumpy thing.

"That monster saw this and flew away, what the hell is this?" Gus watched with a slight curiosity.

The wind blew, and the eggs tied to the rope swayed slightly, and behind it was Griffith's extremely handsome face, and in the blue eyes flashed a trace of memory.

"Behlet, a ...... that I used to get from a diviner-in-law, it is said that the person who owns it is destined to gain the world at the cost of his own flesh and blood~"