Endless oceans, Temple of the Moon Shadow.

Seraphs and Brandon stood side by side in the rubble, looking in the direction of the Strait of Death.

The sea was foggy and humid winds swept in. Huge waves several meters high crashed violently against the walls of the temple, as if to vent their dissatisfaction with the gods.

The Seraph's eyes were misty, and he floated towards the sky where the sea met, and he didn't seem to take Edward to heart.

Suddenly, his heart was shocked, as if his soul had been impacted, and his face suddenly turned pale.

I saw him close his eyes tightly, slowly stretched out his left hand, and the palm of his hand was condensed with divine power, and finally formed a milky white ball of light.

How could it be so fast?! Could it be that there was something wrong with the divine realm, otherwise those arrogant gods would not have lowered their bodies and conveyed the message to themselves in such a way.

The Seraphs were secretly startled and opened their eyes. He turned his head, looked at the burning golden war spear in Brandon's hand, and said, "There is an emergency in the Divine Realm, I must rush back immediately." ”

Brandon sighed, still looking dazed.

"What's going on in the Divine Realm?

The Seraphic Angel frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and said, "When that assassin named Edward came to the temple, you couldn't show your true face at that time. ”

Brandon couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, but he didn't understand what the other party meant.

"Use your magic to conjure up multiple clones so he can't recognize your face. ”

Brandon nodded in affirmation, his eyes lit up, and the silver spear in his hand re-transformed into divine power and flowed back into his body.

"Then you'll take care of the rest. Before he could finish speaking, the figure of the Seraphic Angel disappeared into thin air.

In the dilapidated Temple of Lunaris, Brandon was the only one left at the moment. And Diana's body was buried deep under the stones.

The sound of the surrounding waves crashing against the stone slabs was particularly dull under the cloudy sky.

"Looks like it's coming. "Edward has crossed the Strait of Death, only ten miles from the island where the temple is located.

He stopped in the air, sighed, and said, "What's the matter?" Obviously, I felt two clouds of energy fluctuations just now, why is there only one ball left all of a sudden?"

The pentagram under his feet became a little dim, and it was obvious that it couldn't hold on for long.

This is the magic buff that Merlin blessed Edward before, which can slightly increase his speed and stamina.

Edward calmed down and stared intently at the distant scene, the island was so covered in fog that he couldn't see anything clearly.

He hesitated for a few seconds, but because he was worried about the safety of Brandon and Diana, he didn't care so much at the moment, and flew away in the direction of the temple as fast as he could.

At this time, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the visible range was within five meters, and the milky white temple merged with the dense fog.

Edward stepped on the temple's hard stone slabs, and the fierce sea breeze shook the corners of his black clothes, and a black shadow loomed in the mist.

Brandon sensed an unknown energy fluctuation in the temple, and immediately raised his vigilance, and hurriedly hid his breath.

I saw him slowly close his eyes, press his ten fingers crossedly on his chest, and his palms gradually overflowed with golden brilliance.

"Drink~!" Brandon let out a low roar, and the entire ground shook with it.

I saw that around Edward, many humanoid figures instantly appeared, just like the clones that the Seraphic Angel had transformed before.

They have the form of a human being, with snow-white wings on their backs, but they cannot see their exact faces.

"Huh?!" Edward felt the movement coming from under his feet, quietly touched the shadow blade on his waist, and bowed down, carefully sensing the breath around him.

He slowly shifted his steps through the fog toward the center of the temple.

"Thank goodness it's Brandon's breath!" Edward couldn't help but be overjoyed, relieved to learn that the other party was still safe and sound.

At this moment, the sky became more and more gloomy, and the dark clouds were overwhelming, making him a little breathless.

The slender figure of the Assassin stopped in front of the temple, and to his surprise, the fog was slowly dissipating.

The surroundings became clear, and the dilapidated temple finally loomed. He stared at the ruined scene in front of him and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Brandon, where are you?" he kicked away the bits and pieces of stone at his feet, feeling an inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

However, there was no response, only the damp darkness creeping in.

The pentagram at Edward's feet had completely faded, and the shadow blade in his hand glowed with a silver light, trembling slightly with his breathing.

"I can't sit still like this, even if you die, I'm going to see your body!"

With a determined look in Edward's eyes, he took the Shadow Blade in his hand and slammed it into the hill-like ruins in front of him.

"Bell, bell~!" the sword made a piercing sound as it hit the stone, echoing through the empty temple.

The area where the rubble had accumulated was swept away in an instant.

"This, this can't ......," muttered Edward as he fell to his knees in front of the broken stone seat.

A ball of blue fighting qi ignited in his hand, instantly illuminating a small space in front of him.

Diana's horrific corpse lay quietly in the rubble. The woman's crimson curls were mixed with gravel, and her delicate hands were full of tears.

The woman's delicate and delicate face was blurred with blood and tears, and Edward fell to his knees, his hands trembling, and he embraced Diana into his arms, and the always resolute assassin was crying loudly at this moment.

"Ah!!h

Brandon hid in the shadows, silently watching what was happening in front of him. Although there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes, he clearly felt an inexplicable tingling sensation in his heart.

Puzzled, he pressed his right hand to his heart and looked down in thought.

Edward's face was extremely gloomy at this time, and he gently put Diana's body on the ground and slowly stood up.

"Brandon, where the hell are you bastard?!!!" he shuddered violently, his anger making him lose the cool of an assassin.

I saw a figure flash in the darkness.

Edward was slightly startled, and quickly looked back, but found nothing.

When he came back to his senses, Diana's body disappeared in an instant!

"Are you the Assassin named Edward?" a familiar voice sounded in his ears, but unlike before, there was no warmth in his tone.

Edward looked at it, and there was a hint of pride on the other party's heroic face, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Brandon, what's going on?!" he asked loudly, seemingly unaware that Brandon had lost his memory, and walked straight towards the other party.