The enraged black-haired goddess let out a terrifying roar, a beast-like roar that should not have come from the mouth of such a noble and elegant goddess, but the reality in front of her was so unconventional and grotesque.

The long sword, which was as bright as blood, glowed with a strange light, and it was raised high, and ominous black clouds gradually condensed on the tip of the sword, and even the sky was soaked in ink, and the gathered dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and the earth was shrouded in darkness in an instant.

But this rapid change was stopped, and the short-haired white deity was standing in front of the black-haired goddess. The white trench coat on his body was messy and rattled by the strong wind, but he just stood there quietly, looking at her without saying a word.

Although she didn't know what the chaotic goddess was thinking now, she still had Figilio in her eyes. Perhaps knowing that he was not something to be wiped out casually, she hesitated.

At the tip of the blood-red sword, the black cloud that was forming a whirlpool stopped circulating, and then slowly dissipated. The hurricane slowly subsided, and even the darkness in the sky dissipated little by little, and the light struggled to embrace the land, and it was about to succeed.

"You shouldn't be like that."

Figilio's words were fleeting, and the goddess Imoriela did not respond, just staring at him. The clenched palm on the hilt of her sword showed her readiness for battle, and Figilio sighed slightly, then stepped towards her.

"You were a noble goddess who was admired, you symbolized the brilliance of life and warmed all the creatures around you."

Figilio stopped, he was only one step away from the goddess.

"Have you lost even your language skills? Rossos has done a very excessive thing to you. ”

He had a pious and sad expression.

"Rossos will be punished for the sins he has committed against you, but for now, I will stop you from doing your wrongdoing, my mother."

Perhaps his words stimulated a nerve in the goddess's brain, or perhaps simply the act of raising his hand was a provocation to the goddess. The black-haired gods let out a terrible scream, and the dark clouds quickly snapped back above their heads, flashing with dangerous thunder.

The jade-like arm raised the blood-red long sword, and countless magic arrays appeared in the sky at the same time in an instant. They stared at the weak creatures on the ground, ready to tear everything apart.

Figilio looked up at the abyss-like sky, his face showing no fear, just calmly staring at the sky that was about to disappear under the whirlpool.

"Imorila's magic ......," he sighed in a low voice, "I wonder if the humans in that base are now terrified?" The world that your father blessed did not know the power of these magics, but your people had inherited a great deal of knowledge, and those who had access to the world's sources of magic knew better what they were up against. ”

He actually laughed softly, if the humans in the base saw this scene, I am afraid that they would grit their teeth and swallow his heart.

Unfortunately, the monitors on the battlefield have been destroyed by the magic of the goddess, and they can only observe what is happening in the outside world with their own eyes.

Hopefully it doesn't frighten his lovely "daughter", but as for the rest...... Especially the hateful man who kidnapped the girl, he deserved to be scared to death.

"But it was once supposed to be white and flawless, divine magic." Figilio commented with interest, "It was originally a large magic circle created to purify filth, and the reason why people think that it has offensive power is only because it has always been aimed at dark beings who cannot resist the light. What exactly did Roseos do to you? It actually made it look like this. ”

He paused for a moment, deep in thought.

"So, it's the same as that little mercenary girl." He muttered to himself, "So Roseos got experience from her?" No, it should be said that the little girl was the one who carried out the experiment on humans...... So the little girl still retains her consciousness...... It's also possible that the gods' abilities are not easy to control, which is why it affects her sanity......"

The ignored goddess roared angrily, and Figilio sighed helplessly.

"It seems that reason is the way to show age. After losing your mind, how can you still lose your temper like a child? ”

Figilio closed his eyes, and a pure white light gradually emerged from his side, and in a few seconds, a dazzling wall of light unfolded from behind him, enveloping the area behind him like a cocoon.

"That's what you taught me, huh? Although I was just a ball of light at that time, I could only hear your voice and feel your magic! ”

The defense was like some kind of signal, and the magic array in the air bloomed in a dazzling color, and a beautiful golden light like a meteor shower fell from the sky, and unlike their gentle trajectory, the blow that smashed on the shield was enough to make anyone lose the desire to pray, and only the instinct to survive remained.

But the attack was more than just magic, the scarlet blade shot straight at Figilio's cheek, but it could only stay a centimeter in front of him, unable to take a step forward.

Through the sharp blade, Figilio saw the murderous face of the goddess. There was nothing in those eyes blinded by the black mist, as if they were a whirlpool that could suck people in.

"It's so much worse than I thought it would be, my mother."

Figilio's hands held the goddess's sword steadily, and his hands were swirling with green light, like a pair of hard gloves, protecting his palms.

"Although I don't expect you to have your compassionate heart after you have been controlled...... But! ”

His hand followed the strength of the sword, and before the goddess could react next, he grabbed the blade and kicked it in the stomach.

His attack sent the air vibrating, and the goddess's body was catapulted into the deep forest in the distance, and only the dust and smoke could tell how many trees she had broken.

"Goddesses shouldn't be so weak." Figilio slowly retracted his legs, "Your sanity isn't completely controlled, is it?" As long as no one really provokes you, you'll be able to fight Roseos, so...... That's when you scream. ”

The magic array in the air slowly stopped attacking, and it seemed that because their master did not focus on them, they also stood quietly in the air like unactivated machines.

Figilio looked up at the sky, and the "cocoon" he had built was still as smooth as new, without any cracks. If the goddess Imoriela really intends to destroy this place, there is no way to resist Imoriella's magic with what she has created.

Originally, he had just planned to unleash his divine powers, attract the attention of the goddess, and take her far enough away to hide. But when Molfi had such an accident, he had no choice but to go to war with his mother.

Hopefully, his father won't punish him for this.

If Imoreira's sanity is not completely erased, then they still have a very good chance of turning the situation around. He needed to get to know her sanity, so he needed to get in touch with her more. If Rossos is really allowed to continue, there is no way to recover her consciousness after it completely disappears.

In just a few breaths, the black-haired goddess stood in front of him again. The goddess who was attacked did not ignite her anger this time, and even showed a cautious demeanor.

"Will combat help you regain some of your ability to think normally?" Figilio raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Or ...... You've seen where I'm coming from. ”

He looked down at his palm, hesitated for a moment, but gave up on the plan he had just thought of.

Blood revealed the breath of a soul far more than any being, but he wasn't sure if his own blood would make her irritate and worsen the situation.

But how do you get her out now?

Fighting her while shifting the battlefield is an option, but I'm afraid it's not a good idea for this continent. They were able to fight here only because there were no human settlements in the vicinity other than Morfi's base. If you try to move outward without direction, it will affect ordinary humans.

The goddess Imorylla was unable to communicate with him normally, and he could not tell if she still cared about her aura inside Morfi.

If he revealed the part of his body that belonged to the goddess, he would definitely be able to divert the goddess's attention, but it would be difficult for him to escape.

Hell, he obviously told them about the situation in the Goddess Continent, and he also changed the enchantment, why hasn't he come here yet......

No matter how powerful he is, the goddess who obeys her instincts will choose to leave this battlefield......

Figilio looked at the goddess with a calm face, but sweat was already pouring from his back. If the goddess is serious, as an acquired deity, it is impossible for him to win the goddess.

"You ......"

The white-haired deity had just spoken, but he noticed that the goddess's gaze had changed again.

This time, it could only make him smile bitterly.

The black mist that enveloped those purple eyes dissipated, but it only made her chaotic gaze more obvious. She slowly raised her sword, pointing the tip at Figilio's heart.

“…… Vanish...... Extinguish ......"

Her voice was as dry as an aging and rusty machine, and even Bianko, who was once in prison, would not have possessed such a voice. Perhaps, in these thousand years, she has never had someone to talk to, or rather, there is not enough reason to support her conversation.

"Well, we'll wipe out Rossos' confinement on you." Figilio smiled bitterly, "I've always missed you, and I know so has my father. ”