The moment the mortal and the demon god fought each other, Birmingham realized where he could go when facing a demon god without the protection of the lantern man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the Sword of the End is extremely powerful, coupled with the soul power of the frost dragon on the blade, every swing of Birmingham's sword will cause a tear of space, but strength often requires a huge price.

The darkness in his body dissipated with each swing of the sword, and Birmingham knew that it was something that he had to pay for wielding this sword, after all, this sword of the end belonged to a demon god from the abyss, and only darkness was its nourishment, not the determination of a mortal.

It's ironic, obviously this long sword was an heirloom belonging to the Richard family before, and it was something that the female knight Tina and the little magician Ellie cherished, but now every time I use it, I have to consume the precious gift that Hermes gave to me, and the ink-like darkness is an important tool to protect the soul, and it is also an important reason why Birmingham can still stand here without dying.

"Your determination is admirable, mortal. "The Dream Weaver of the Five Pillars Demon God sensed the hardships of every swing of his sword by the enemy in front of him, a battle that risked his soul.

Gambling on the soul was something Birmingham had never imagined, and this noble quality, which only appeared in a street story, turned out to be his own personal experience.

To be honest, it's exciting, yes, not scared or confused, it's an irrepressible excitement surging up in Birmingham's heart at the moment.

This is the unique quality of being a nobleman, being a mortal, in the face of darkness, in the face of a dead end, the fear and timidity that have been spreading have turned into fearless courage at the last moment, and turned into the pace of a charge.

Darkness rolled in Birmingham's body, and finally whispered in his hand, and the sword of the demon god seemed to sense Birmingham's high emotions at the moment, and the dark ritual from the goddess of the abyss.

Swinging the sword through the air, the down-and-out aristocratic figure holding the maid lady moved with the sword, the darkness of the abyss cut through the night sky, and the galloping figure tore through the space, like a rapid eagle roar, Birmingham's sword and people came to the front of the Five Pillars Demon God.

"Phantom, Thousand Cracks!"

The passionate sound became a thousand sword shadows pouring into the body of the demon god, a thousand cracks at almost zero distance, and it was also the most powerful one thousand cracks sword shadow, absorbing the final overture of the abyss darkness, pouring out the tumbling darkness and the ten thousand sharp sword lights in his body without reservation.

The sword, like a meteor, crossed the sky, and one after another galloping sword light passed through the body of the Five Pillars Demon God, wisps of darkness peeled off Birmingham's body and dissipated, and the originally stable soul also fell into the prelude to collapse again with the flying of the sword light.

It's a pity that this gambling soul block is destined to fail, even if Birmingham no longer cares about the crisis of his soul gradually disintegrating, but the plural enemies are a wall that cannot be crossed after all, especially these five enemies are not strong people who are on the same level as Birmingham, but people who are really at the peak of the mortal world.

"Dreams!"

"Black Key!"

Almost at the same time, the five pillars and the four pillars of the demon gods shot together, and the body that was passed through by the ten thousand sword lights turned into fragmented lenses in an instant, and in the smooth mirror were one after another rotating black points of light.

Scattered lenses flew around Birmingham in the air, and the swirling points of light in the mirror turned into devastating pillars of light and rushed towards Birmingham.

The power of Birmingham against the black pillar of light against the regent Yaoyue can be said to be impressive, the regent is still asleep now, and Birmingham does not want to step into the back path of the regent.

"The light is like a mountain!"

The wind and the light shifted in an instant, and the darkness and light changed in the blink of an eye, the dazzling light overshadowed the incoming darkness, and the paladin Valdin's strength was enough to withstand the sudden black key attack of the four-pillar demon god.

The pure white barrier of holy light made a loud noise, even drowning out the sound of the duel between the dark dragon and the lord of the long river, and the sudden appearance of the holy light seemed to announce the end of the darkness, and a warm light spread from the distance of the extremely white plain with the emergence of the holy light.

The dawn of the day has come, the night is over, and such a thought flashed in everyone's hearts, but now the re-arrival of the day is not good news for Birmingham and others, because the sunlight is an important factor in stimulating the elongation of the Celestial Tree, and the departure of night makes the sleeping Celestial Tree stretch its branches and leaves again, and the realm that has been affected has begun to stabilize.

"Nasr, it's you who lose!" The Dark Demon Dragon felt the re-inflow of darkness in his body, obviously the darkness opposed to the light, but now it became the best nourishment for the breeding of darkness, the rules of the goddess disappeared again, and the power of the demon dragon was no longer bound by the rules, and there were two other demon gods who were opposed to Birmingham.

The newborn sun was just like Birmingham's thoughts at the moment, and the chill spread all over his body, with only a trace of warmth enveloping the down-and-out nobleman.

It was lost, because Hermes's gift had been squandered by him, and the final spur in his hand had lost the nourishment of darkness and re-turned into Birmingham's familiar standard long sword, and the suppression of the demon god's sword, the dragon curse in Miss Maid's body had awakened again, and the cold had even begun to freeze Birmingham's already fragile soul.

"Yes, you're still as arrogant as ever, and you're just going to let you down, Bestella, the fallen dragon. Nasr, the Lord of the River, silently looked up at the Dark Demon Dragon who was opposing him, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, this smile was filled with a kind of madness that had never been seen before.

"You!" a trace of uneasiness rose in the heart of the demon dragon Bestra, the thousand years of time had made her no longer familiar with the agent of the goddess, but the tremor hidden in the tone made the demon dragon suddenly startled, even if it was not seen for a thousand years, but what could make a lord of the long river tremble was definitely a plan that shocked the world.

"I am Lord of the rivers of souls, Nasr. ”

The sudden sound of the soul mantra made everyone stunned.

"Acting for the power of the goddess. ”

The tone is non-stop, and the turquoise surrounds Nasr's side.

"Therefore, the rules cannot bind me, the water, disperse, the fire, do not invade, the wind, the unhindered, the heaven and the earth do not stop!"

"For this reason, I will carry a lantern forward and illuminate the mortal world!"

The mantra that resounded in the sky once again was liberated, but her servant Birmingham felt a heavy sadness from this mantra, Birmingham subconsciously lowered the sword in his hand, his eyes locked on his lord of the long river, and the turquoise light shone on her body, but the shining light was more like a lit flame, a flame that was about to burn out.

The blue reflected the sky, the river ran through the plains, the black robes burned out in the flames, the body of the soul lord appeared in the world, the lantern illuminated the ancient creature of mortals, the great creature who was called the Titans by the world, was only a delicate child at the moment.

Is this the titan who holds up the sky, is this the agent of the goddess, is that thin body enough to withstand the expectations of the goddess, looking at Nasr, the lord of such a long river, such a question rose in Birmingham's heart.

"Is it true that you are going to give it a go?"

"I am the Goddess's agent, I follow the Goddess's wishes, I am faithful to the Goddess's teachings, I am Nasr, I am the Lord of Souls, I am the Imperishable, I am the Pillar of Optimus, and I am a sinner!"

Nasr gave everyone a perfect answer to what it means to be a sinner.

The turquoise burns, the soul stirs, and the phantage of the giant emerges behind Nasr, the ancient thing that truly holds up the firmament, the perfect agent of the Goddess's will.

In her dictionary, where the light of the goddess does not shine, it is, does not exist!

With a roar of rage, the phantom of the giant crashed into the towering celestial tree with Nasr's suddenly speeding figure, and the loud explosion sounded, the wind and waves suddenly rolled up, the rules collapsed in an instant, and the blue fire filled the mortal world in an instant.

History repeats itself, but the protagonist has changed roles, the former dragon, and now the lantern man, overlapping and blending at this moment, and with the collapse of the ancient branches, it is forever engraved in the history of the mortal world.