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The Avenue of the Eight Sacred Voices has already penetrated the vast primeval forest, and the coolies who can still survive have turned to build fortresses on both sides of the avenue to guard the avenue. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

10,000 light horsemen have already set off first, heading to the designated location of the Dro Empire to join the Drodi [***] team. A huge staff group of hundreds of staff officers arrived in Osinia one step earlier, to negotiate with the Drodi[***] side on how the two sides should respond, resupply, coordinate operations, divide the war zone, and receive the cities that were transferred to the defense of the Asrofik Empire's army.

When the Imperial Ice Legion began to march towards the Dro Empire, the calendar in the hands of the Reaper squad was just the last day.

Looking at the densely drawn calendar in his hand, it took a long time for the Death Squad to stand up. He pushed open the window and looked out into the distance. At this time, the morning light has just reflected the land of the northern country, and the morning sun slowly jumps out of the fiery clouds. It's just that for some reason, in the eyes of the Death Class, every piece of red in this beautiful morning glow has a looming black edge.

The face of the Grim Reaper was like frost, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This morning, he was restless.

For a killer like him who walks in the dark world and always takes it as his mission to harvest his surname, he values the omen very much. Killers who hide in the dark are often in a state of complete defense. If you miss a hit, it is likely to be the end of your life.

Listening to the sound of military trumpets one after another, and watching the teams of iron horses rolling away to the south, the Reaper squad wondered how many of these warriors would be able to stand in front of him in a few months. He knew that going to the south would be a fierce battle that he had never experienced before, and its ups and downs might be no less than the epic battle between the Terran Alliance and the Elven Empire thousands of years ago.

It's just that the war is like a tide, and there will be a few people standing on the peak of the waves, which will go down in history from then on, but there will be more people like mud and sand in the tide, and they can only be swept away by the rolling waves and return to dust.

Even though the Reaper Class had been in the Sanctuary for many years, before such a tide of war that swept the heavens and the earth, he was like a small boat, and in the process of drifting with the current, he didn't know when he would hit the reef hidden underwater.

The Grim Reaper suddenly remembered the quiet days by the small lake in the north. He had a gut feeling that he should leave the worldly battles at once and live a quiet and peaceful life for the last decades of his life. However, at this time, there was a sudden burst of heat from his waist, and the Grim Reaper looked down, and the thin sword on his waist seemed to have been summoned by the underworld, and it was trembling slightly, and the sword body exuded five-colored brilliance, shining alternately and flowing brightly.

Looking at the blurry brilliance that was enough to seduce the soul, the Death Class finally sighed heavily. He gently stroked every thin line on the hilt of the sword with his fingers, feeling every powerful pulse of the surging power in the sword.

The beating was like the beating of his heart.

The Grim Reaper squad leader let out a sigh of relief, and the killer's instinct finally made him determined to take the last risk of his life again.

The Reaper pushed the door open, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared in front of the door of the prayer room of the Grand Temple like a light smoke. After a gentle knock, Mora led him into the prayer room.

In the corner of the prayer room, Androni sat in the corner with the blue sky in her arms, still moving. Her head hung down on her knees, and her half-length maroon hair covered her face, but it couldn't hide the sadness that emanated from her body. The Reaper couldn't see her face clearly, but he could feel her grief. Ben and Androni have a lot in common, and after getting along for a long time, Ben already knows where her knot is. But he couldn't help her, and he had his own knots.

"There should be an oracle today, right?" asked the Reaper, his voice still hesitant.

But before he could make a real decision, Mora said, "Yes, the goddess has already sent down an oracle, so I have been waiting for your arrival. Now, give me your sword. ”

The Grim Reaper unsheathed his sword, but his hands were shaking, and he couldn't pass it over. Mora stared at the Reaper class and slowly stretched out her hand.

Her eyes were as clear as a spring, and her delicate hands were as smooth as fat. But in the eyes of the Death Class, for some reason, this slender hand is even more terrifying than the demonic claws that can tear souls alive!

Finally, the saber was placed in Mora's hand.

Mora's eyes suddenly changed! The pupils of her eyes seemed to have suddenly opened two windows leading to an unknown country, which seemed incomparably deep and profound.

Nothingness was replaced by a silver light, and at this moment, it seemed that the wind and moon who lived alone in the kingdom of the gods were standing behind Mora, watching the world through her eyes.

The god's eyes swept from the hilt of the sword to the tip of the sword, and everywhere he looked, a thick green glowed from the sword's five-colored light.

After just a moment's gaze, the sixth movement is complete!

Mora's eyes quickly returned to their original shapes, and she returned the sword in her hand to the Reaper. Ben silently tucked his sword back into his waist and walked out of the prayer room with heavy steps.

As soon as the door to the prayer room closed, Androni, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly jumped up and hugged Mora tightly, trembling all over. She just hugged it like this and didn't say anything. But in Mora's neck, he felt warm droplets of water dripping.

Mora patted Androni on the back and said softly, "Okay, the goddess is gone." ”

Androni slowly let go of Mora and smiled reluctantly, her tear-streaked smile particularly grim.

Mora gently wiped away the tears on her face and asked softly, "Annie, Lord Rogge has already sent a message that he wants you to stay in Ludan Harbor, don't you think about it anymore?"

Androni shook her head, clasped her hands, and said firmly, "I've thought it very clearly. I just want to see her one more time. And I want to see her now, and I can only follow you to the Great War in the South. In fact, you and I both know that she ...... She will not let this war go unpunished. As long as I can see her again, I don't care...... I don't care if I'm an enemy of my father and brother!"

Mora looked at Androni's handsome, almost demonic face and sighed softly, "That's not a problem. You...... Do you know the future that Eiffel predicted? That's the main reason Lord Rogge let you stay. If you don't know, it's best to meet Eiffel and ask about the prophecy. ”

Androni's gaze had long since passed beyond Mora and landed on the mysterious realm beyond the endless void. She still shook her head firmly, but said, "Until the final moment, fate has not really been decided. Even if fate had decided, I would accept it all, as long as I could see her again! Whatever she prophesied, it wouldn't affect my decision. ”

Mora sighed, and she gently held Androny's face, and suddenly there was a kiss on her lips like water, and then she earnestly admonished: "Remember, in the south, don't go too far from Rog no matter what." ”

Androni smiled wriekingly, said no more, and after giving Mora a gentle hug, turned and beckoned across the starry sky, and walked out of the prayer room without looking down.

Looking at the empty prayer room, Mora slowly knelt down in front of the altar, bowed her head to the ground, and prayed lowly.

In the turbulence of the space storm, Wella kept moving through. This time, her speed was many times faster than before, and in the blink of an eye, she rushed to the space door standing in the storm, and her figure immediately disappeared into the space door.

The temple in the sky was still mysterious and beautiful, but for some reason, the posture of the demon with the chain on the pedestal had changed, and half of the more than ten twisted horns on its head were broken.

It's just that Wella didn't notice that.

By the time she returned to the Land of Wind and Moon, Wella had become familiar with the rules of the Kingdom and had begun to have the ability to fly over the land. As a result, she was moving much faster, and in the blink of an eye, she had risen to the gate of the temple in the sky.

The lotus petal-like staircase descended slowly, carrying Wella into the air hall.

Wind Moon still stood in front of the giant ice crystal. Her posture, and even her demeanor, were exactly the same as the last time Wella left, as if she had never moved. This time Wella's arrival did not cause her to react in any way.

Wei Na had long been accustomed to Feng Yue's indifference, and she said to herself: "Feng Yue, why did you cut off contact with me during this time? I had to come here to find you because I suddenly discovered that the danger of the demon general Artest was unexpected. Its true strength far exceeds the power it shows, and this power should not appear in a demon at all! And its behavior in recent decades is very peculiar, I suspect that it has been going on some kind of scheme. But no matter what method I used, I could never get to the bottom of his past. I don't think we can let such a big variable exist at such a critical moment, so I should just kill him. ”

Feng Yue finally opened her eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Then you go and kill." ”

Looking at Fengyue's coldness, Wei Na frowned and continued to recount her plans: "According to my expectations, no matter how powerful Artest's hidden power is, it is not necessarily my opponent. But the problem is that the two demons who can help are really useless, even if they are added, if Artest is bent on escaping, I may not be sure that I will be able to stop him. So I came to you, and if you and I join forces, we will definitely be able to kill him in the Central Mountains at once. With Artest's power, even if he doesn't have a godhead, I'm afraid he will have the power of the realm. These powers are useful to us. This is one of them. The second thing is that there is already a war in the south, but you suddenly cut off contact with me, what if the situation of the war changes? You also know that our real enemies are the Church of Light and the gods of the heavenly realm. No one else in the church says that there are too many secrets in that one pope alone. There seems to be no limit to the power he possesses, and the goddess of nature, we still don't know if there is still a doppelganger or a divine servant in this plane......"

Feng Yue's eyes opened again, and she coldly interrupted Wella, "You can handle the mundane chores yourself, no matter whether you succeed or fail, I will not leave the realm of the gods." ”

Wei Na was stunned on the spot, she really couldn't believe Feng Yue's words, and couldn't help but ask: "Feng Yue, what are you talking about? Are you also ready to sit idly by when he is in danger......?" Have you really forgotten everything you used to be?"

Fengyue's voice did not carry the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the indifference was like a cold wind, quietly passing through the bottom of Wella's heart, almost freezing her!

"Even if Rogge is destroyed, I won't leave here. Fengyue said.

"Do you know what you're talking about?!" Vana began to burn with anger in her eyes.

Feng Yue's eyes closed again, and said lightly, "Of course I know what I'm talking about." It's just that you're not moving forward in the Divine Domain, so you don't understand what I'm talking about. I will send you back, and from now on, the gates of this place are closed to you. If you want to come again, come in yourself. ”

Weina still wanted to persuade Fengyue, but before she could speak, there was a flash of light and shadow in front of her, and then a sharp pain turned around her body. In an instant, Wella had been ejected from the spatial turbulence and stood above the central mountain range.

"Fengyue!

Wella's angry cries echoed over the central mountains. The power contained in this cry rumbled, it was almost like thousands of thunderbolts exploding in the air at the same time! For a moment, wherever Van Weina's cry reached, all the demonic beasts with a slightly sharper sense immediately hid. Those who did not make it possible to hide were lying in place, trembling and incapacitated.

Wella's cry certainly doesn't reach the kingdom of God. Silence returned to the palace hall.

Fengyue's eyes suddenly opened, and the silver light that flashed in an instant lit up the entire hall! Those silver eyes were like two peaceful lakes, the lake slowly retreated to both sides, and two headless angel statues surfaced.

Feng Yue, who hadn't changed her posture for a long time, reached out and grabbed it, and the Death Scythe that had followed her since the world of death returned to her hand. The Death Scythe seemed to know that it was about to drink blood again, and the huge blades trembled slightly with excitement, emitting a low hum.

Fengyue's silver gaze instantly crossed all obstacles, scanning the void space around her realm.

She knew that guests had already come to visit the new kingdom.

Under her silvery gaze, the temple of the sky, and all existence in the kingdom of the gods, became a virtual shadow.

In the eternal darkness, she is the only visible being. It's just that in the dark void, how many invisible visitors are hidden?

Feng Yue held the Death Scythe horizontally in front of him, and gently stroked the extremely sharp blade with the slender five fingers of his left hand. The blade of the Death Scythe trembled slightly, and with a soft buzzing sound, it actually cut a small wound on Feng Yue's fingertips! A drop of golden blood slowly oozed from her fingertips, and Xuan was sucked into by the Death Scythe.

The Grim Reaper's scythe hummed again, like a groan of contentment.

Fengyue withdrew her left hand and placed the injured finger in front of her eyes. Under the gaze of her eyes, the insignificant wound had healed in the blink of an eye, leaving no scar.

The Death Scythe slowly swung from left to right, its massive blade heavy and frozen as if it were hanging over an entire mountain range.

Fengyue stretched out his hand, and the Death Scythe went from right to left, only this time it was incredibly fast, and even the physical existence had disappeared!

Fengyue suddenly raised her head, and the silver light in her eyes exploded, instantly scanning the countless visible and invisible planes around her realm.

She seemed to take a deep breath.

Then Feng Yue's almost colorless lips opened slightly, and a clear and extremely clear whistle suddenly sounded in countless spaces! This whistle rose higher and higher, and in an instant, it had jumped to unimaginable heights!

The void suddenly exploded into a brilliant fireworks, and then the rain of fire containing endless energy fell one after another, and the beauty of that moment was breathtaking! I don't know which small plane could not withstand the pressure of the wind and moon howling, and was destroyed into pure energy.

The high-pitched and clear whistling sound is like an arrow, and it is still rising!

There seemed to be a shattering sound in the void, and then there was absolute silence, and even the whistling of the wind and moon paused for a moment.

In the absolute silence, countless fireworks quietly exploded, and the next moment, a storm of flames that could destroy everything swept through the entire void!

Under the flowing energy flames, several shadows that were almost empty slowly appeared. They are completely disembodied, but the endless coercion exuded from them makes people involuntarily believe that in the face of these void existences, all tangible entities are in fact extremely fragile and vulnerable.

The wind and moon whistle had stopped, and she had appeared in front of a phantom in an instant, and the surface of the Death Scythe in her hand was covered with rippling water lines, as if it had also become a void existence.

In just an instant, the Death Scythe didn't know how many times it slashed at that phantom!

The phantom kept changing, jumping, twisting, and even making a very shrill whistling sound. It seems that under the slash of the Death Scythe, it is suffering untold pain!

And at this moment, several other phantoms were originally scattered in all directions, but they were just a flicker, and they were already surrounding Fengyue, scrambling to rush towards Fengyue!

A pair of white wings suddenly spread out in the void, and then countless white feathers flew like snow. Among the snowflakes, there are bits and pieces of golden water droplets...... In the kingdom of God, the passage of time is very different from that of the earth.

I don't know if a thousand years have passed, or if it is only a short moment, the kingdom of Fengyue has reappeared in nothingness. The wind and moon are like a weak and helpless fallen leaf, fluttering, falling in the sky.

Behind her, a phantom flickered, struggling to squeeze into the realm of Fengyue, chasing her as she fell. It's just that for some reason, the blow it must hit suddenly appeared under Fengyue's body, and the Death Scythe that had broken off most of its blade was already inserted into its body!

The phantom let out a terrible hiss, slowly shrinking, but it struggled and refused to fade.

Feng Yue had already stabilized her figure, she pointed towards the pedestal of the palace hall, and beside the demon, another even more hideous and strange devil statue suddenly appeared. And the struggling phantom, I don't know when, has disappeared.

Fengyue's weak and helpless figure floated in the air, flying towards the air hall with difficulty. Her silver dress was torn everywhere, and large swaths of back muscles that were as bright as snow fell, and there were two extremely terrifying wounds on her back that seemed to have been torn open by life!

Those white wings have disappeared.......

Finally, the door of the lotus-petal-like hall slowly closed, once again protecting Fengyue in it.

The new kingdom of God has finally returned to silence.

(To be continued)