The galaxy shines.

Duanmu Huai sat on a chair and stared at the cosmic sky outside, just now, Echo had reported to him that all enemy ships had been annihilated. But this is not the end, it is only the beginning, the gears of fate begin to turn, and the battle between the Inquisition and the Chaos Evil God will begin again.

He didn't have a choice.

Duanmu Huai closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This unlucky world, unlucky identity, if he can, he also hopes to find a garden world with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire. Helplessly, this is impossible, the seal has begun to loosen, and the mongrels trapped in the eye of fear have begun to try to escape from the prison and return to the free galaxy one by one. Like hungry beasts, they devour all living beings.

But what does it matter to you?

Duanmu Huai opened his eyes and glanced at the system information in front of him again.

He's just a player, maybe he's dead and dead, maybe there are other heroes in this world who will stand up against Chaos, just like the Iron Man War, Horus rebelled, Black Crusade——— good finally defeated evil, maybe without himself, there are others who will continue to fight against Chaos, and then win.

But......... Maybe he's good at that.

Duanmu acknowledges that while the world seems fucked up and dangerous, he feels like he is a better fit for it. Because here, he can pick up a war hammer and smash the heads of everyone who dares to stand in front of him, and wipe their brains on the ground. Maybe he was born to do this, after all, even in the original world, he couldn't do any ordinary work, not ordinary work......... Well, there's no way to do it.

So maybe it's better like this now.

Duanmu Huai retracted his thoughts and looked at the information bar again, Motarian's death brought a lot of experience points, but now for Duanmu Huai, he did not think about the harvest for the first time, but mainly focused on the battlefield information records——— only through these records, he was able to review everything on the battlefield, so as to find better countermeasures.

After all, fighting the boss as a player is not the same thing as fighting the boss as a god.

It's impossible for a player to take on Motarian alone in the game, in reality......... Well, Duanmu Huai is actually not a heads-up.

Glancing at the battle information bar, the first thing you see is the various auras of the two sides.

[Mortarian resists fear aura——— resists successfully]

【Duanmu Locust resisted the death plague ——— successfully resisted】

[Motarian resists the old whispers ——— resists successfully]

[Duanmu Huai resists the sound of crying ——— resists successfully]

……………………

Judging from the system information, the two sides opened the halo for the first time in the battle, and then there were all kinds of uninterrupted mutual resistance and immunity. Just as mortals entering Motarion's poison gas realm will be corrupted into chaotic monsters with blurred flesh and blood, mortals who enter Duanmu Huai's fear aura will also die directly due to extreme panic.

If this is on a large battlefield, doing nothing on both sides is a halo, which is enough to clean up all the small soldiers around you.

But at their level, it is difficult to put each other's halos to break each other's defenses, and this time Duanmu Huai was able to win a big victory in a short period of time, and the only reason was the love from the dice mother.

[Motarian resists the old whispers......... The Big Failure】

That's right, if it weren't for the great failure of Motarian to resist the old whispers in this "round", he would not have broken the defense so easily, and then was killed directly by Duanmu Huai.

Motarion's experience is divided into two parts, the God of Destruction is still level 15 and has not been upgraded, but the experience bar has increased by nearly half or more, which is higher than when he killed Rose. The Old God's Will was upgraded to level seven, raising the level of the [Old Whisper] aura ability to LV3, and at the same time, he also gained a new ability.

[The Call of the Ancients: The Old Dominators have been, the Old Dominators are always there, and the Old Dominators will always be there. They wander silently and primitively, not in the cosmic space as we know it, but in the 'between' of the universe, not in the dimension, unseen by humans (open your heart and call the old ruler on the other side of the universe to come)]

This is a big killer.

Looking at the introduction of skills in front of him, Duanmu Huai twitched the corners of his eyes, he is going to be tired of being alive one day, he can try to summon Azathos with this——— when the time comes, whether it is the Chaos Evil God or something else, they will all be eaten by Azathoth. If you want to die, everyone will die together, well, this skill is still good as the ultimate insurance.

But in the battle with Motarian, Duanmu Huai was not without gains, and he was surprised to find that among the three priesthoods he held, in addition to the [God of Destruction], it was the [Old God's Will] that restrained these demon princes the most.

It's normal to think about it carefully, the demon princes are all genetic prototypes of the ascension demon, and most of their bodies do not belong to the real world, but to the subspace. If it were other gods on the order side, they might not be able to fight these subspace demons. But it's not the same with the Old Gods——— their presence is higher, stronger, and more ferocious in their fight for influence in the subspace.

This is the reason why Motarian completely broke the defense with just one big defeat, if Duanmu Huai can increase the level of [Old God's Will], then there will be no problem in dealing with other demon primordials. He could use the [Old God's Will] to break through the opponent's defenses, and then use the [God of Destruction] to harvest the opponent's soul.

As for the God of Pleasure......... Hey, this level is too low, and it is estimated that there is no other use than grabbing some souls.

Duanmu Huai checked the battlefield records again and confirmed that everyone else was normal, so he turned off the information bar and closed his eyes. The benefits of destroying a demonic primordial are negligible, as Mortarion's nature and his loot are of no use to Duanmu Locust. Those things that are full of germs, poisonous gases, and death infections are not even needed to send money to Duanmu Huai, not to mention that if he uses this thing, it will be equivalent to indirectly spreading his father's love?

I don't know when that dead fat house will come to me with a smile.

In fact, all the kills of demon primordials are like this, a lot of experience, but other than that, they basically won't drop any loot, or no one dares to use it. Players who used the loot were basically contaminated by chaos in the back, and then the crowd rose up and overturned.

Since these loot only have a chance to drop when killing the Demon Origin BOSS, no one will be idle to open a trumpet to touch the corpse, and the player level and equipment who can hit the level of attacking the Demon Origin are naturally not willing to waste an account for this kind of.

In other words, it is a good thing that Motarian did not drop anything, and if it drops any equipment, then it has to worry about whether the loving father has begun to pay attention to him.

At least for now, everything is normal.

Sure enough, I still have to find a way to improve the level of the [Old God's Will], but I can't do it in Faerun......... Well, maybe you can go to Bato Hell and try it?

Anyway, the devils and demons there have nothing else to do but fight all day long.

Duanmu Huai stood up, moved his body, opened the door and walked out of the room, and at that moment, he saw Ann coming from the other side of the hallway.

"Ah, Mr. Knight!"

Seeing Duanmu Huai, An immediately ran to him angrily as if he had found some target, and complained.

"Next time you summon us, will you explain the situation in advance? It stinks so much there, too! I soaked in the bathroom for a whole hour......... Woo......... There should be no smell on your body anymore, right? ”

As he spoke, Ann sniffed his body left and right, and at the same time raised his hands to Duanmu Huai. And Duanmu Huai also lowered his head and sniffed lightly.

"No, it's normal."

"That's good, to be honest, that stench is so horrible that I thought I'd never get rid of that horrible smell for the rest of my life."

Ann breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where's Gruya?"

"Aha........."

Hearing Duanmu Huai's inquiry, An suddenly blushed.

"Grea she......... I'm dizzy, I'm resting, hehe........."

"Did you use the excuse of checking if she had washed her yet, and what did you do to her?"

"Hey, hey, hey..............."

Looking at An who was smiling embarrassedly, Duanmu Huai shook his head helplessly. He also couldn't figure out what the relationship between Ann and Galleya was, if it was just best friends, Ann sometimes overdid it with Galleya. And you say that there is any further relationship between them, it doesn't seem to be like that. At least as far as Ann is concerned, she just seems to like to take advantage of Grea by using her status as a girl.

And looking at the magic princess in front of him, Duanmu Huai suddenly thought of something.

"Ann."

"Huh? What's up? ”

"Have you ever thought about the future?"

"Future?"

"That's right, the distant future, the future after a hundred, a thousand years, maybe longer?"

"Woo....................."

Hearing Duanmu Huai's inquiry, An frowned and thought for a moment.

"I've never thought that far ahead, and I think it's good to think about it later."

"So do you think you and Gurella will be like this in a few decades?"

"Of course I hope it still is, but who knows what will happen in the future."

Saying this, Ann grinned.

"I don't know what you think, Mr. Knight, but in my opinion, as mortals, we can only 'expect' for the future, and then try to achieve our expectations, as for whether the future can really meet our 'expectations', then wait until the time comes."

"You're saying this like a princess."

"What do you mean, I'm originally a princess, okay."

Looking at An Qi's bulging cheeks, Duanmu Huai smiled and reached out and touched her head.

"Indeed, I will think about it later."

Duanmu Huai nodded.

"Let's go back to Arkham first."

Then he spoke.

(End of chapter)