The Dream Weaver, the sleeping king, is also the towering demon god and the source of everything that has caused the current situation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sword, clenched in Birmingham's hand, lost the help of the lantern bearer, and although Birmingham's heart was full of uneasiness, he finally took a step without hesitation.

"Who the hell are you!" he asked sharply, and the blade of the sword that flashed with cold light was like Birmingham's mood at the moment.

"Who am I, Mr. Birmingham is really forgetful, didn't we meet not long ago?" the succubus whispered softly, and the slightly teasing tone was like a sharp blade of ice in Birmingham's ears, cutting Birmingham's thoughts, and at the same time making the down-and-out nobleman frown secretly.

"yes, if you're a succubus, can you explain to me why that skeleton looks like a friend I know?"

"Hey, do you even know each other, you didn't tell me my lovely sister?" the succubus covered his mouth in surprise and glanced at the skeleton Razfil who was standing quietly beside him, but the smile in his eyes clearly told the others how much true this surprise was.

"Your fuss is still disgusting, my abominable sister. The incredulous answer flowed from the mouth of the skeleton Rasfil, and the burning soul fire revealed emotionless indifference, as if the few people in front of him were just passers-by in his long life, and not even a trace of dust was left.

"Oh, my sister is still so venomous, but you are the one who loses, so you should know the consequences. Talking about the dark victory, the succubus's tone was full of pride.

"Larthfair, what the hell are you?" said the little mage Ellie, stunned, as if she couldn't understand why, in just a few days, the elf who had emerged from ultramarine had become a companion on the side of the demons.

"Why, no why, little magician, as you can see, this succubus is my sister, the sister of my mother, and the sleeping adult is also what you call the Five Pillars Demon God, our great dreamweaver. The beating of the bones, the shocking words, and the silent burning of the soul fire prove that what Rustfield said at this moment is from the heart.

"That's what you're going to do?" A hint of unease rose in Birmingham's heart, if the man of bones in front of him had become an accomplice of the demons, then what was the purpose of the king of the elves for letting the demon descendant follow him, and he also informed Rustfield of the use of the angry waves.

"You're a very smart guy, Birmingham. The flame of the soul saw through Birmingham's motive for asking this sentence, Larsfield looked at the human being standing with a sword in front of him with some admiration, from the initial hostility, to the later friends who traveled with him, and then to the current antagonism, the two may only know each other for a few months, but for this human being, the skeleton Larsfil has a trace of respect and admiration, respecting his consciousness as a nobleman, and admiring his sincerity as a friend.

"Your words of praise really don't come at the right time, Rustfield. The same words of return caused the soul fire that was beating in the bones of Rustfield to pause slightly, and then a faint smile filled the flames.

"As you might guess, I am your enemy now, not only now, but also before, and never before. ”

"So does Lord Song of Solomon know?"

"To the point, Birmingham, Lord Song of Solomon knows anything about me, and I can tell you unequivocally that doubt has never been between me and the Elven King. ”

"An enviable way to get along, but in addition to wishing you friendship, I should not have a moment of silence for the Elven King, because she probably wouldn't know that you would become one of the demons now. The merciless ridicule and mockery meant that Birmingham's heart was filled with anger at this time.

"That's not necessary, when this is over, I will apologize to the Song of Solomon, of course, if the ultramarines still exist at that time. With indifferent eyes and a cold tone, the skeleton Rashfil resembles a demon from the abyss, not a spirit of nature.

"Then please ask this demon lord to answer my second question for me, what is the angry waves?"

"Nu Tao, didn't the Elf King tell you that the gift of the goddess in the world, the artifact that calms the wind and waves, is also the key to rewriting the world. The last sentence was full of fanaticism and sickness that Birmingham had never seen, the emerald green soul fire was burning, and the icy flames even made Birmingham feel a trace of heat.

"I don't think that's an answer I want to hear. ”

"Then I'm sorry, Mr. Birmingham, but this answer may be too unfair to you, because not everyone can accept that they are outcasts. ”

Mercy, no, or rather ruthlessly told the truth of the matter, the skeleton Rathfield looked at Birmingham in front of him, his face slightly changed, and even the hand holding the sword wavered at this moment.

The same thought was for little Ellie beside Birmingham, who looked at the sleeping demon god in front of her with a pale face, and a bold idea that had never been felt before took shape in her mind.

"How is that possible?" said little Ellie to herself in disbelief.

"Yes, how is it possible, how can humans break the seal that binds the demon god, you say, Mr. Birmingham?"

The succubus's rhetorical question, so that Birmingham sincerely felt disgusted and trembling, the demon god is the existence of the rules, it is precisely because of the great power of the goddess, these powerful demon gods can not smoothly step into the mortal world, the original six-pillar demon god and the four-pillar demon god are undoubtedly only part of the projection of the body, but today's five-pillar demon god is a real body, a great existence that people can't look at directly, how to avoid the bondage of the goddess and descend to the mortal world, the answer may only be explained by the ultramarine treasure.

"What's the use of the angry waves, tell me, Rustfair!" Unquenchable anger, Birmingham clenched the sword in his hand, holding back the uneasiness and fear in his heart, and questioned the elf in front of him, only to be met with a succubus wind chime-like laughter.

"Mr. Birmingham, don't you understand, this huge whirlpool is the power of the goddess, and this devil's nest that devours the deep harbor is also the embodied power of your revered goddess in the mortal world, your goddess has long since been exhausted, no, or long since perished. ”

The goddess, extinction, this is a question that has been studied by countless scholars since ancient times, whether the goddess of creation exists, or whether the goddess of existence is still alive, taking care of her children with her eyes, but now from the mouth of a demon to get the fact that the goddess has long since died, it is really ridiculous, and I feel the coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Do you think that the distortion of the magic nest is only like this, if it weren't for the remnant power of the goddess still protecting this world, this place would have been full of holes, this seemingly huge magic nest is just the result of the bondage of the goddess's power, but the residual power is only power after all, without the wisdom of the goddess, this power is just a great power without a brain. "The disdain and contempt for the goddess of creation are all poured out in the succubus's remarks at this moment.

As a faithful believer, Xiao Aili's face turned pale, and her lips trembled uncontrollably, as if she was still immersed in this shocking fact.

"Is that what the angry waves do?" Licking his dry lips, Birmingham hissed, feeling that what he heard next would be the worst news he could hear.

"Wise mortal, Mr. Birmingham, the angry waves that symbolize the power of the goddess will make the great power that binds the lair give the illusion of the goddess coming, so that it will automatically give up the restriction on this area, and hand it over to the holder of the angry waves, the agent of the goddess, without the binding of the mighty power, the sleeping king will finally wake up from his eternal sleep and completely descend on this land, so, Mr. Birmingham, I have found two perfect contractors here, one is you, and the other you should have guessed. The succubus narrowed his eyes as he looked at Birmingham, whose face was gradually turning pale, and his heart was filled with a joy that he had never felt before, and the feeling of tasting despair was wonderful.

"Grand Duke Violet!" Without Birmingham speaking, little Ellie had already guessed who this person was, a person who could make a deal with demons, a person who could legitimately push the imperial lion cub to death, who else could there be but the Grand Duke.

"This will be the point of history, the event of the eternal text, listen, Mr. Birmingham, it is the bell that rings for the awakening of our king. ”

The long bell rang in Birmingham's ears, and the whirlpool stopped moving, the dark clouds were shattered by rays of sunlight, and the rolling waves died down, except for a soft cry that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the voice of Sophia, the eldest princess of the Empire, and at the same time the sound of the end of this mortal world.

"Angry waves!" the rescuer came belatedly, but the power of the goddess arrived as promised.

As the succubus said, today is destined to be a node in history, a day that will be remembered by everyone, because it is not only the long-lost sunshine and the calm waves that follow the goddess, but also the five-pillar demon god who opens his eyes.

The moment the light descends on the world, the darkness also follows, like a mortal named a hero, but behind him is a shadow.