Have you ever heard of such an old legend?

In the night, she lifted the body of the giant god high, her eyes burning with purple flames, and she saw through the stars. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ghost is her servant, the night is her garment, the magic is her scepter, and the darkness is her legend.

......

Pol felt that he couldn't comprehend what was in front of him.

As soon as I woke up, I felt as if I had been thrown into a pit of and picked up, and carried near a strange celebration.

Here, two big blue men are wrestling with each other to amuse the audience, and ogres and humans who look like the old mage said they are cheering one after the other. If it weren't for the dark world outside the cave and the inky clouds that had never changed, he would have felt that he had crossed over, through a land where his worldview had collapsed.

"You were thrown into a pit of, but you weren't picked up. ”

"Huh? Did I say it?"

"No, but that's what you think. Kerr looked at the strange man who had slept peacefully for a whole day.

"Team, captain. Pol asked, stammering a little embarrassed by Kerr's staring.

"Is there anything on my face?"

"There's. ”

“...... Well, Captain, I didn't hear too clearly. ”

"There's. ”

“......”

"That ,......"

"There is feces. ”

"Even if you put it another word, the impact won't be much less!" Pol shouted with a sad face.

Kerr looked at the noisy teenager, who was three years younger than himself, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

"Welcome to get up, Mr. Lucky, and I hope you can get some sleep and survive. Kerr reached for Pol and tried to pull him up, when he suddenly thought of the ogre behind him.

More pleasant:

"Or, you have given it to us separately. ”

"I didn't do anything?" Pol held out his hand in confusion.

"No, you've done a lot. Kerr smiled even brighter,

"Hey, wait, you just put your hand back, put it back. Don't laugh, you're definitely disgusted, you're definitely disgusted !!" (important exclamation points to be hit three times (⊙o⊙))

Pol shouted in grief.

"Shut up, you're a magic apprentice. Come and help and arrange the conduction methods according to the principle of indeterminacy. If you make the wrong one, I'll throw you on the same stage when they're done. In an instant, Kerr retracted his rare tenderness, and reappeared and became composed.

Pol helplessly propped himself up, but unfortunately his hands seemed to be numb, and when he was about to stand up, he trembled slightly, and he was about to fall, but he was supported by Kerr beside him.

"Captain, you're such a nice guy. ”

"Shut up and get to work. Kerr turned and continued to carve out the next circle.

Fortunately, it is this kind of brainless opponent, and then Kerr has to make them understand that it is very dangerous to let a mage graffiti casually.

Behind him, Pol barely stood up, loosened his soft body, and sighed as if relieved.

Compared to Ker, whose eyes have always exuded purple brilliance, the captain with black eyes is more reassuring.

At least not the feeling of being peeped at all over the body.

"Pol, come and help. “

"Yes, Captain. ”

......

"Boom"

At the mouth of the stronghold,

The two dark blue giants collided without any fancy fancy, and the surrounding "spectators" became more and more excited, and some ogres even danced huge wooden sticks to go up and kick them, but they were hammered a few times by their companions behind them before they were completely honest.

However, no one noticed that the two ogres, who were the leaders of the whole clan, became more and more sad as they fought.

Only Ke'er on the side felt it and sensed the tragedy that permeated it.

......

Tens of thousands of ogres fell to the parched earth, and the already fragile land was even more shattered by the silver-white death light in the distance.

A huge nest of steel that had never been seen before appeared in the midst of war. Eight insect-like steel pillars support the behemoth's steady progress.

Constantly various demonic spirits were integrated and transformed, gathered here, and condensed into wisps of silver-white energy belts. Sing an iron-blooded hymn of death.

Twinkling like stars, brilliant like a galaxy, countless bands of silvery-white light slanted down towards the ogre's tribe, and in front of them, the ogre's proud power had no effect, and the powerful defense was like pasty paper, stabbing and breaking.

The night demons who live in this grassland haven't even understood anything, and they have become a mess.

At the same time, the interior of the Daredevil is also full of contradictions, and the vampires who think they are noble put on a shameless posture in the underground castle far from the battlefield, sitting back and watching the ogre's tragic loss.

And the ghost race, which is also the three genera of Night Demons, has not been considered by anyone from the beginning, this group of soul fragments that are either fear, or persistence, or anger, or innocence, or remorse, and finally born from the tidal phenomenon, no one knows who they will point the spearhead in their hands after they go to the battlefield.

Not to mention that with the increase in the chaos of the divine war covering the whole world, a large number of broken souls with chaotic attributes have returned to the world, and the number of ghost clans has skyrocketed after the baptism of the tidal phenomenon that has become more and more magnanimous, and the character has become more and more single, either ignorant or completely crazy.

The isolated ogre, with the help of a wooden club, the stone shield struggled to resist three months later. Tens of thousands of survivors, led by shamans, decided to relocate, and the St. Peter's steppe, which borders the Great Gobi in the south, completely changed hands.

......

"Both of them are crazy. ”

Through the slightest tremor of the air, Kerr exchanged opinions and tactics with his seemingly defenseless team members who confused the enemy.

If you want to survive in this world, no one will really relax, they are all either hidden, or obviously making final preparations for the next battle.

"They're crazy. Kel emphasized it again.

For the madness he spoke of was not a side effect of brute change, but of utter madness, a collapse of the soul and spirit.

The death of the clansmen, the defeat of the war, and the heavy self-blame finally crushed this simple-minded race.

Perhaps it is not because of anger, but to vent his last confusion.

The next moment, the scarred giant one-eyed ogre was slammed into the stone wall behind him by a two-headed warrior armed with a double axe, and then his tired head was cut off by a spinning flying axe.

However, in the world of the mind Cher sees ,...... He, laughing.

The two-headed ogre threw the one-eyed ogre's body high in the air, and suddenly raised his head and let out a cry of sorrow, constantly letting out a cry of sorrow that he could only understand, he, crazy.

For what, for the cowardly, powerless self?

An untimely sound broke the strange atmosphere.

"They are all poor people, why should poor people be embarrassed by poor people. ”

Kerr, dressed in a black robe, slowly stood up from the ground, and he looked at the poor man in front of him, as if he saw himself, his eyes determined and sad.

Behind him, seven circles of different shapes gradually lit up, emitting various colors of light.

The two-headed ogre seemed to sense something, and the two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, looked in the direction of Kerr, where the young man's eyes burned like purple fire, and the boiling purple flame was like an unwilling ghost laughing at his powerlessness.

"Come on!" Kerr roared,

"Fight like a warrior!"

The roar echoed through the cavern, like a roar at an ogre, but like a question of oneself.

In it, endless purple flames were almost condensed, almost erupting from their eye sockets, scorching the ogres that were constantly moving towards it and growing in size.

- Brute change, life burning, also known as - atavism.

......

In a humble shelter, the old mage, who was constructing a miniature scroll with the demon spirit between his fingers, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hell and ghosts, strength and wisdom, a goddess dressed in the night, surrounded by white crows

...... The goddess of night of the stars and the moon - Hekate. ”