Revent had a dream in which he was back in the sea of corpses and blood, surrounded by demons and angels, each with strange but diametrically opposed expressions. Countless chains hung from the demon, and in those eyes was endless greed and desire, while the angel wore a holy expression around the demon's body and entwined wantonly charm, causing the chains to rattle and gasp strangely.

A piercing and shrill retort resounded noisily in the void, and the sound of a god's question was followed by an answer, ruffling his nerves, and in an instant, Lei Went felt as if he had turned into the demon that reached the sky, and the pain of countless chains sucking into the marrow of his body.

"Is it painful! Then let go of that sin and give in to me! ”

A thunderous sound roared through the void!

"Nonsense! You can't bring salvation, all you hold in your hands is slavery. Fall, come to humanity and you will have everything you can have. ”

The sharp voice retorted loudly, piercing Leiwente's eardrum with pain.

"If you only follow your own desires, you are also worthy to be called human? It's just a bunch of demons, you can't bear your own sins, but you are trying to choose a scapegoat among the human race, the ancient human race has fallen! ”

The thunderous voice was a cold mockery.

"Give me sin! Come to us! ”

"Let go of sin! Yield to me! ”

The never-ending quarrel in the familiar space was a frantic quarrel in Thundert's ear. His eyes were red, and the chains on his body were tightened more and more by the rattle of his struggle, gradually losing his flesh, leaving indelible scars, and the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him roar violently into the sky.

"Shut up! Whatever it is, my stuff can only belong to me forever! ”

Directly separated from the entanglement of demons and angels, Revent has formed his own unique image, not succumbing to angels, nor demons!

The two pairs of voices shattered instantly, and then disappeared one after another, leaving only the same sentence strangely.

"Let it go, you can't bear it."

The blood-red space quickly began to shatter, turning into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Distant at the top of the country of faith, the gray-haired old man opened his eyes indifferently and commanded the knights who surrendered below.

"Variables! Go and bring him back, or destroy his soul. ”

The shadow of Thunder Pattern slowly appeared in the void.

On the other side, in a dead and barren necromantic realm, a cloud of black mist continued to swallow, and then turned into a muscular clapping old man, and his squinting black eyes emitted a long black light!

Twelve attendants also knelt below him, and he landed coldly on the throne, speaking lightly, his voice harsh and sharp.

"Variables! He refused to give up the sin he had borne and resisted all temptations! Find Him, bring Him back, or bring Sin back! ”

The faint shadow of Thunder Pattern also appeared in the void, the difference was that one tended to be snow-white, and the other tended to be pitch-black.

In the crowd kneeling below, Dracula's dry face changed color violently, and finally gritted his teeth and resolutely retorted.

"My king! His sin is not ripe! And Shawshank is trying to influence him, and now he is making conclusions that his subordinates think are too arbitrary. ”

"Are you questioning my decision!"

The voice on the throne suddenly turned sharp, like metal cutting through broken glass, the mental ripples visible to the naked eye buzzed, Dracula's body trembled violently, his bones made a clicking and shaking sound, and large drops of cold sweat slipped down his pale face, staining the dust.

"Don't dare, the subordinates just say what they think."

He struggled to speak, and the coercion of the old man on the stage then retracted, and turned into a swirling black smoke again, and the voice that was soaked and muffled came out.

"We didn't have time to wait! There are five years to go before the end of 10,000 years, when under the oppression and play of God, we chose to resist, we chose to believe in ourselves, and we chose to succumb to desire! So we ushered in destruction! In the final battle, we have forged the seven pillars of original sin with the resentment and life of the whole race, and as long as we activate them with the right individuals and godheads, we can synthesize the ultimate weapon that breaks the divine power, the Law Principle! The Black Knight Monarch has perished with his mission, and we are the last of the thirteen surviving apostles! We carry the hope and future of the whole race! We don't have time to wait! ”

The deep voice suddenly paused, and then Thunder's figure became clearer!

The sin in him had first reached maturity! But he didn't choose to return to humanity! Bring him back, bring back sin! Awaken the true God that belongs only to us! ”

"Yes, my king!"

The remaining 11 figures replied feverishly, and the spiritual ripples intersected in a messy manner, and then disappeared into the desolation one by one, leaving only Dracula in place with a wistful sigh.

And Lei Wente didn't know at this time that he was about to be chased and killed by both sides at the same time. Maybe even if he knew it, he wouldn't be in the mood to be melancholy now, his body was already chaotic to the limit, and the huge cracks were almost densely covered all over his body, making him look like a broken doll.

But his spirit was completely separated from the body, and he could not interfere with it at all. It's like a third person quietly watching his body gradually collapse, his face is a little mocking, a little resentful, but more of a helplessness.

Just when he was about to give up his efforts and watch his body bleed to death, something happened suddenly. The eye lines in his mind suddenly trembled violently, and then the madness spread all over his face, and all the wounds on his body seemed to come to life, and the slow opening and closing of himself made him look like a disgusting monster.

The entire dragon corpse that surrounded him, whether it was flesh or blood, was gradually absorbed by this body almost savagely, and in just ten minutes, the mountain dragon corpse was devoured by him, leaving a crazy writhing mass of flesh in place, splitting and reorganizing and twisting.

In the end, it turned into a large fleshy cocoon, and slowly fell silent, and Leiwente's free spirit was violently absorbed into his body, and he fell into darkness together. He didn't notice that the spiritual flame left by Dracula in his mind was gradually shattered in the process of devouring with a little gold, and the whole disappeared into the void.

And it was this manifestation that he ignored that temporarily saved a small life for him.

A total of twenty-four black and white shadows suddenly stopped in the void at the same time, their faces full of surprise and disbelief.

"The spiritual signposts are gone!"

"Impossible!"

"Unless the target dies!"

"Find! Life to see people, death to see corpses! ”

The same conversation echoed through both groups, and Dracula smiled with a mixed smile, a mixture of remorse and relief. Mary Virgin, on the other hand, smiled with interest, and was mixed with surprise and pride.

A whole day and a night passed after that. The crowd waiting outside the cave, an anxious commotion, tried to enter the cave to check, but they were all stopped by Shawshank and Don Quixote, and their emotions were slowly suppressed like a volcano that was about to erupt, except for Shawshank's still relaxed face, Don Quixote was already sweating anxiously.

The silent cocoon in the cave finally began to change, and there was a faint noise inside, as if an object was struggling inside, and the cocoon wall trembled. Then a hand as white as jade slowly burst out of the cocoon, and tore it to the side with all his might, and then the whole figure of Lei Wente came out of the crack, white, almost flashing this soft white.

Lei Wente squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and then began to change color from the corners of his eyes as if weathered, quickly soaking his whole body, and turning into a kind of bronze with a long history. Perhaps it was no longer appropriate to call him fat at this time, his body was three feet taller, and his body was as perfectly proportioned as the golden section, and the angular muscles were evenly spread over it.

On his face, which had been slimmed down and looked extremely handsome and cold, there were a few pale black inscriptions faintly distributed, making him look more as if he had a strange charm. It was as if an ugly caterpillar had broken out of its cocoon and turned into a butterfly flying proudly.

There was no expression on his cold face, which gave him an awe-inspiring temperament, and it was estimated that he was now standing with Shawshank, and he could definitely attract any woman of all ages. However, the coldness of this product did not last long, and it was directly beaten back to the prototype.

There was no danger, and his bad character resurfaced, and he suddenly smiled on the smooth jade wall, and then grew bigger and bigger, and was on the verge of madness in the back.

"The fat man is awesome now!"

Then a sharp punch hit the jade wall, there was a crisp click, and his laughter stopped abruptly, and the jade bi was not damaged at all, and his hand was twisted.

Well, joy and sorrow!

The fat man who almost burst out of the tears of pain almost sat on the ground and cried.

Dry, do you want to let the master eat with his face in the future.

At the same time, the figures of the two chasing squads regrouped, their faces dripping.

"The Monster Forest has been searched."

"The dragon in the center is still asleep."

"The power reflection of the target has completely disappeared."

"Let's go. I'll go back and report first. ”

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At the same time as the two groups of people walked away, the elegant smile on Shawshank's face could no longer be maintained, and a large drop of cold sweat dripped down together, and he didn't care about wiping the sweat, panting and complaining.

"Finally gone, I almost didn't tire me out to hide the breath of so many people."

In the middle of the night, the crying Lei Wente walked out of the cave with a snow-white jade roulette, this roulette wheel was the remaining artifact after the dragon disappeared, and he lost his owner and lay alone in front of the cave.

Seemingly powerless, it landed in Revent's hand and had the only effect, just blocking the dangling lower limbs.

Everyone fell silent in an instant, but most of them recognized their reborn regimental commander, although almost the entire appearance had changed, but when he finally retreated, he also appeared in this form like a god, and repelled the entire ruling legion.

Although it was whiter now than that time, and most of the inscriptions on his face were missing, it only made them hesitate and didn't make a sound, so that no one killed him on the spot as an unknown pervert, you must know that although Lei Wente looks extremely powerful now, it is actually not as good as an embroidered pillow.

The scene remained awkward until Shawshank spoke out to break the deadlock.

"Mourning, dear friend, I won't say anything about you sacrificing hue to get that dragon."

But the admiring expression and the adoring eyes are simply a look of amazement, amazing, and can get together with the dragon. The members of the group, who were originally looking naked and crying, were immediately attracted by Shawshank's pointed expressions and words into an unimaginable picture.

Everyone recognized their leader completely, and they were speechless with sympathetic expressions, and Audrey and Vivien lowered their heads in shame.

Only the thunder that Qianfu was referring to almost fainted without coming up in one breath.