The Dragon of the Abyss was so frightened that it had no time to pay attention to Gregory and turned around and rushed toward the enemy. ww w.qu an be n.co m*** was already dying, but now the energy is slowly recovering. Although the speed of this energy recovery was not fast, it still shocked the Dragon of the Abyss.
It can still regain its strength during the battle, which is something it has never heard of!
If the strength and skill of both sides are equal, then the outcome of the battle will undoubtedly be the victory of the side that can recover its strength. Especially when the power reaches the king level, when the power control is almost the same, a small power difference can sometimes determine the outcome of a battle. And now the queen not only has overwhelming power control, but can also restore her own power! Even if her power remains at the level of a king, she is still invincible in the world of death.
*** smiled coldly, his figure disappeared and reappeared, and he stepped back a few meters, barely giving way to the claw of the dragon of the abyss.
The Dragon of the Abyss knows that the current army is still very weak, its strength is not even as good as several of its powerful subordinates, and its speed is also much slower than the kings remember. However, in the past, when kings fought against enemies, although her speed was unparalleled, the kings could always judge the trajectory of her movement, and every king had a way to restrain her speed.
Although the speed of sex has slowed down at this moment, all her movements are no longer unpredictable.
Every time the Dragon of the Abyss pounced, the attacker only avoided it by a few meters. A pair of silver eyes looked at the Dragon of the Abyss with faint disdain. The entire body of the Dragon of the Abyss is tens of meters long. It seems that with a slight roll, it can flatten the body that is extremely close to it. What chills the Dragon of the Abyss is that no matter how hard it tries, the distance of several meters remains the same, just like the gap that has existed since ancient times, neither widening nor narrowing.
For some reason, the Dragon of the Abyss suddenly felt that the body it faced had completely transformed into a new existence.
The weak Grigori had already been shaken off by the violent movements of the Abyss Dragon and fell into the distance.
***, or should I say Wella, suddenly flew backwards, and in a blink of an eye, she was hundreds of meters away from the Dragon of the Abyss.
She stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and the Death Scythe appeared in her right hand. Seeing the death scythe in her hand, Wella couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, obviously very uncomfortable with this weapon.
A milky white flame ignited from the palm of her hand, and burned throughout the Death Scythe in the blink of an eye. The dark black with gorgeous cyan patterns was swept away, turning into milky white decorated with golden flower branches. The huge blade was instantly straightened and turned into a huge pale golden spear tip more than one meter long. Three lightning-shaped thin blades separated from the spear tip and stretched out. The place they originally covered was not the golden solid spear tip, but a void of nothingness. The back of the hole seems to lead to another vast dark space, with no light at all.
Wella shook her hand slightly, and the three thin blades on the tip of the gorgeous spear lit up with blue arcs of electricity, and tiny lightning balls kept coming out.
The Dragon of the Abyss knows that the final moment has arrived.
Although ***'s current power is far inferior to it, it instinctively knows that victory will never belong to itself.
At this last moment, if the kings had not instinctively chosen to escape for survival, but instead rushed out to fight to the death with the enemy, then the enemy who had just suddenly lost the ability to resist would have already turned into a wisp of dust in the world of death. . Even if the power of the emperor is intact, the remaining five kings unite, there is not no chance of victory. But who would have expected that *** would destroy the flame chariot by himself
If the flame chariot is in the hands of the emperor, the kings will have no chance.
At this moment, facing the enemy directly, the Dragon of the Abyss suddenly felt that even if he fell asleep, the kings might not be able to escape the enemy's pursuit. The magic of the lich Elgra has allowed the kings to hide from the eyes of the heavenly hunters several times, but can it cover the silver eyes of the devil
The first law of kings maintains formal dignity but abandons true dignity.
The Dragon of the Abyss put down the emotion in his heart, and a new feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart. It clearly felt the power of the body, almost invincible. But the Dragon of the Abyss has forgotten what fear and despair are, it just wants to fight.
The Dragon of the Abyss, which was determined to die, let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed toward Wella with a fierce wind and dark gray dragon breath!
The prison thunder gun in Weina's hand slowly swung towards the Dragon of the Abyss.
As the prison thunder gun was waved, a ball of light with a diameter of a hundred meters and a faint flash of brilliance faced the dragon of the abyss.
The huge body of the Dragon of the Abyss suddenly became several times heavier, and it sank involuntarily.
This is a gravity attack that the Dragon of the Abyss is very familiar with. It flapped its wings vigorously, fighting against the sudden increase in gravity while rushing towards Wella without changing its speed.
Wella snorted softly, with a smile on her lips.
The gravity exerted on the Dragon of the Abyss suddenly disappeared! It couldn't control its power for a moment, and its entire body rose into the sky and passed over Weena's head.
Suddenly, gravity returned to the Dragon of the Abyss. But this time it’s no longer several times the gravity, but dozens of times the gravity!
The Dragon of the Abyss roared wildly, and his body fell nearly a kilometer involuntarily before he could barely control his body.
Gravity increased again, but the direction became upward!
Amidst the roar of the strong wind, the Dragon of the Abyss, which completely lost control, rushed into the lead-colored thick clouds in the blink of an eye. The dense lead cloud surged, and the Dragon of the Abyss fell down again. This time, its huge body was spinning crazily under the gravity that kept changing its direction.
In Wella's sneer, the Dragon of the Abyss was completely unable to control its body. It was flickering in and out, strong and weak, and rolling and flying in the air under the strong and changing gravity, without any ability to resist or even escape.
In just a few minutes, Wella's power has returned to ***'s original power as a king. But her power stopped here and stopped growing.
Wei Naqing drank!
The gravity on the Dragon of the Abyss suddenly completely disappeared. But it still managed to control its body after rolling up and down dozens of times.
At this time, Wella's real attack has arrived...
The ball of light that had always covered the Dragon of the Abyss was suddenly filled with hundreds of gravitational forces. Not only did these gravitational forces have different strengths and directions, they were also constantly interlaced and changing.
In an instant, the left wing of the Dragon of the Abyss was pulled upwards, while the right wing sank downwards, its neck stretched uncontrollably, its head was pressed toward its body, and its giant tail trembled uncontrollably under the tug of dozens of gravitational forces!
The Dragon of the Abyss roared in pain.
However, the real fatal thing is the gravitational ball rolling endlessly inside its body. Hundreds of strong gravitational forces can crush the fragile structure of the Abyss Dragon's body in an instant.
Wella's left hand, as white as snow, squeezed hard in the void! The scenery within a thousand meters of her was strangely distorted.
In an instant, all the gravitational force on the Dragon of the Abyss was directed toward a point in the center of its body. Its body structure was already very fragile due to the ever-changing gravity. Now under the strong gravity, the huge body of the Dragon of the Abyss has shrunk little by little, and it has shrunk completely in the blink of an eye!
Looking at the Dragon of the Abyss, which was now less than fifty meters long from beginning to end, Wella suddenly stopped all attacks. But the battle is over. The seriously injured and weak Dragon of the Abyss could only barely float itself in the air. Even if it wanted to escape now, it would never be able to escape from Wella's grasp.
Besides, it won't escape.
"You humble rebel..." Wella's voice became extremely gentle, "If it weren't for your stupid behavior, I wouldn't be as embarrassed as I am now, and I don't even have complete control of my body. I'm very angry. , very angry... So you won't be destroyed immediately. I heard that you cowards who don't even dare to increase your strength are very dignified. We still have twenty-two minutes, and I will give you ample opportunities to show dignity. …”
The prison thunder gun in Wella's hand couldn't help but expand, getting bigger and bigger, and finally stretched into a terrifying weapon thirty meters long and one meter thick. Only the one-meter gun body held by Wella remained in its original state.
Wella's petite body now looks like an insignificant decoration hanging on the giant gun.
But shape, size, and even weight are insignificant; only strength is absolute.
Wella is demonstrating this truth. Her seemingly petite body stood in the air, and the thirty-meter-long giant spear hit the Dragon of the Abyss hard with the screaming wind, knocking it down from the air like a meteor!
This was a strange battle, or a beating, or to be more precise, a killing.
Wella's frail body was so slender that the gun body she held in her hand was so thin that it seemed like it would break at any time compared to the huge gun body that was one meter thick at the front. Similarly, the thirty-meter-long giant spear is not outstanding compared to the fifty-meter body of the Abyss Dragon.
However, when the giant spear was swung in Weena's hand, it was as if it was weightless. It struck the Dragon of the Abyss like lightning, causing it to roll up and down in the air with a thunderous sound, causing rotten flesh to fly in all directions. .
The faint smile on the corner of Wella's mouth became more and more cheerful...
The countdown finally begins.
Wella snorted, and the prison thunder gun returned to its original form. Then she stretched her left hand forward, and in the blink of an eye, a huge ball of light over ten meters in length was formed in front of her, with a blazing holy flame burning in the center.
In the sound of the countdown, the flame ball slowly flew towards the dragon of the abyss, which was beaten until only a skeleton was left, and the raging holy flames completely incinerated it like a piece of bone.
The countdown to *** is just over.
The world of death also calmed down.
Between the lead clouds and the mountain peaks, except for the howling wind, only the sun stood facing the wind.
***The golden cross in his left eye dimmed and turned into a golden headless angel.
"Master...save me..." A faint mental wave floated in the air.
*** With a move in the air, the bone dragon, with only half of its tattered body left, flew over from a distance and stopped in front of ***.
Gregory breathed a sigh of relief. This time, it seemed that his life was back. When it's in a good mood, it's ready to flatter you a few times. However, seeing the golden cross star in ***'s right eye, Bone Dragon suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. He opened his mouth, and a few flattery words rolled around his mouth, but he couldn't come out.
*** returned to her expressionless face. She grabbed her right hand in the air, and the prison thunder gun appeared in her hand.
Seeing the prison thunder gun, *** was also stunned for a moment.
A wisp of black flame couldn't help but spread from the gun's hand, and in an instant the prison thunder gun once again turned into deep black with bright cyan patterns. The tip of the spear was also forcibly twisted and extended, returning to the huge blade of the Death Scythe.
***With a wave of the death sickle, the large gray mist that was still corroding the bone dragon's body was immediately driven away by the black flames.
She took her time and slowly repaired the bone dragon's body.
"***, are these your men?"
"Yes."
"The physical strength is not enough, the attack method is single, and the attack method does not match the soul attributes... Judging from the soul inheritance, he was a demon dragon in his previous life, a very weak demon dragon. You are really discerning, ***." Wella mocked.
*** replied calmly: "Wella, you only used the same or even weaker power to 'completely' defeat the Dragon of the Abyss in such a short period of time. Especially the final battle was very difficult" Gorgeous'. You're so majestic, Wella."
"***, although the entire origin of God is controlled by you, this body also belongs to you most of the time. But as long as I want, I can absolutely control this body! Although the time is not long, it is enough for me I've done a lot of things. You'd better not anger me." Wella said coldly.
"If you do a lot of it, then I will destroy this body." You have lost control of your divine origin and will fall into deep sleep immediately. "
"If you dare to do this, I will erase all traces of Rogge's existence before I fall asleep! Maybe I should let you know more about the power of the Storm of Faith."
"Then I will destroy the origin of God first."
Wella in the sea of consciousness sneered, and stretched out her right hand in front of ***. There was a thin golden thread at the tips of her five slender fingers, one of which was connected to ***, and four of them led to nothingness. of the sky.
"***, have you seen it? These are your four coordinates in that world. I know you are very fast. Do you want to take a bet and see if you can destroy these four coordinates before I do? Destroy the origin of God first?"
*** suddenly pointed at one of the golden threads. Wella just sneered and let her fingertips touch the golden thread.
***'s fingertips passed through the golden thread, but the golden thread remained the same, completely unaffected, as if it didn't exist in this plane at all. In fact, *** knew the moment her fingertips touched the golden thread that this golden thread was indeed in the sea of consciousness, but it existed in a way that she didn't understand at all.
"Then..." *** hesitated for a moment, but his eyes returned to calmness in the blink of an eye: "Let's destroy it together."
*** and Wella looked at each other for a long, long time...
The golden lake solidified again.
Wella's eyes slowly lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "***, I did hand over the control of the origin of God to you, but..."
An unparalleled force fell from the sky and suddenly smashed the gun into the golden lake! Wella's figure appeared at the original position of the gun.
Only then did she finish the second half of her sentence: "...Can't I take it back again?"
Wei Na screamed sharply and moved upward with her left hand. The golden lake boiled again, and a huge wave rose into the sky and brought her body up from the bottom of the lake. Wella opened her right hand, and *** flew over, and her slender neck fell into Wella's fingers...
The skeleton of Gregory's new body has been built, and the four thin wings have begun to take shape. Now the whole body is still unable to be used freely, and the body needs to be further strengthened, but the bone dragon is already so excited that it is about to howl.
Although the Abyss Dragon has disappeared, the remains of the Holy Flame Unicorn driving the flame chariot have been found, and the basic framework of the Bone Dragon has been built. Although it is still unknown what new abilities the new body will have, it will definitely not be ordinary.
This is obviously the owner's reward for its loyalty.
The bone dragon trembled slightly with excitement. It really wanted to howl a few times, or at least give him hundreds of flattery words, which naturally included several new flatteries it had come up with. But for some reason, as soon as he saw the golden cross star in ***'s right eye, Gregory's whole body would freeze, his consciousness would go blank for an instant, and he would not be able to release even a little mental fluctuation.
The arrogant Lord Gregory, who was born as a dragon, would naturally not admit that it had been frightened.
Hundreds of flattery kept surging in the bone dragon's consciousness, but it couldn't be photographed no matter what. The sadness in this was really indescribable. For a moment, Grigory wanted to hit the mountain with his newly repaired skull.
It can't be damaged anyway.
*** The repair work suddenly stopped, she just stood quietly, the golden cross star and the headless angel in her eyes disappeared.
Amidst howls, Grigory fell from the sky. Its body is not yet complete, and it is not yet capable of floating on its own.
Gregory didn't know what happened to the dog, but he knew that his master might not be able to care about him in a while. Fortunately, the master's great power just destroyed the Dragon of the Abyss, and the other kings must no longer have the courage to hang around nearby. Otherwise, if another king jumps out at this time, everything will be over.
When Roger woke up from meditation, it was already the full moon.
Like any other meditation in the past few days, this time he was still summoned back from the magical world by a sudden panic.
He sighed and opened the door and left the meditation room.
The cool moonlight quietly fell into the room from the large windows, coating everything with a hazy silver.
There was silence outside the window.
The sparkling lake reflects the silver moonlight, making it look mysterious, beautiful and a little sad.
Rogge in front of the window smiled bitterly. He had always been inexplicably panicked during this period, and now he still felt sad. Has his heart really softened
He took a deep breath, eliminated all distracting thoughts, and finally calmed down. In Rogge's mind, all melancholy and sentimentality are very luxurious things, and he doesn't have much time to waste at all.
Roger walked to the bathroom.
The night was still very long, and he planned to take a bath before delving into the demonic spells in the black crystal. If the puppet spell can be used freely, and combined with his instantaneous magic driven by spiritual power, even if he only uses low-level magic, it will not be able to be resisted by ordinary people.
A maid was already standing at the bathroom door, placing the bath towel and Roger's clothes at the bathroom door.
Rogge was startled. It would be dawn in a few hours. At this time, except for the elf guards keeping watch at night, everyone else has been asleep for a long time. Why is this elf still here? And as if he knew that he was going to take a bath at this time, he sent clothes and bath towels over
While Rogge remained calm, his eyes turned silver.
The elf put down the things in his hands, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw Rogge behind him and screamed in fright.
Roger looked at her carefully.
This elf girl is tall, taller than ordinary elves, and has a very beautiful face, which is quite outstanding among the elves. However, there were many truly beautiful women from the elves around Rogge, and this elf maid looked dim in comparison. Not to mention compared with the stunning Feng Die, Androni or Froya.
Rogge's silver eyes scanned her body carefully.
It's unclear what this young elf girl's martial arts skills are, but her fighting spirit is only at level ten. Maybe she is good among elf women of her age, but she is definitely not a genius. Back then, Adjani was not much older than her, and she had already become a twelfth-level guardian warrior.
Roger felt relieved. Even if she was completely defenseless, this defenseless elf girl would definitely not be able to kill herself. Speaking of poisoning, if the medicine wasn't so strong that it could poison a dragon, then Rogge would be considered a condiment.
The elf girl bathed in the cold moonlight stood and looked at Rogge.
Looking into her clear eyes, Rogge suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart and asked, "What's your name?"
"Effie."
"How did you know I was going to take a shower at this time?"
"Lord Rogge will come out of the meditation room at about this time these nights, and then go to study magic after taking a bath. So I have made preparations in advance tonight."
Ge became somewhat interested, "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. When were you transferred to the Temple of God's Envoy?"
"The day Lord Rogg returns to the City of Oracle, I will be responsible for taking care of your daily life."
Rogge frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "Why don't I have any impression..."
"My lord is busy every day, and is used to seeing Feng Die and Miss Froya, so naturally he won't pay attention to us maids."
Roger laughed. This elf girl seems very interesting. She treats her calmly and calmly, as if she has known her for a long time. There is no blind obedience or respect for her from other elves. When talking about Fengdie and Froya, it's like talking about a completely unrelated matter, without any jealousy, envy, even teasing or shyness.
Rogge suddenly wanted to tease this elf girl.
Rogge approached with a smile, looked into her clear eyes and said, "Effier, since you are so dedicated, will you be willing to..."
"willing."
The girl's crisp answer surprised Rogge. He looked carefully into the elf girl's eyes. There was no ambition or anything in them, only clarity.
Rogge laughed, picked up Eiffel, and strode into the bathroom.
When it was getting dark, Roger finally walked out of the bathroom.
Eiffel's thin eyebrows were tightly knitted, wet gold stuck to her forehead, and a row of white teeth biting her lower lip. She grabbed Rogge's arm with her right hand and moved it out step by step.
Rogge looked at Eiffel, who was stubbornly asking him to walk, with a half-smile, and said maliciously: "Just take a good rest these days, haha."
Eiffel shook her head and gritted her teeth and said, "No."
She let go of her hand, her body swayed immediately, her face turned pale, and she had to change her words: "... Then just rest for a long time."
Rogge finally couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the gloom of many days was swept away.
He finally held back his laughter. Fei'er, where is your room? I'll send you back. "
Eiffel resolutely pushed Rogge's hand away and went back. Now it's time for you to delve into magic. "
Eiffel's answer was beyond Rogge's expectations. He watched the elf girl move to the door step by step.
Before leaving, Effier suddenly turned around,
deep, deep
He glanced at Roger.
Those clear eyes seemed to contain endless confiding.
Rogge was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
And Eiffel has already left.
In the wasteland of the dead world, Gregory was spinning his ass on the ground in extreme boredom.
It occasionally flaps its four thin wings and flies up in the air for a short period of more than ten meters, and then has to fall back to the ground. It has been a long time since the Bone Dragon experienced crawling on the ground with its own four claws.
Its body is far from a complete state. Even the short distance it can fly is the result of it using all its talents to perfect its body by its own strength. Only then did Gregory realize how difficult it was to improve his body, even though *** had already built all the frameworks for it, which was like pointing out the direction and all the precautions for Gregory. But even this slight improvement almost made a breakthrough when the bone dragon was almost desperate.
Gregory had to admit that maybe he wasn't always a genius in other ways besides flattery.
The bone dragon raised its head to the sky and tried its best to look high into the sky. High up beyond its reach, *** still stood there quietly. Grigory knew there was nothing he could do except wait. Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, you can't feel the breath of any undead creatures at all. From the most powerful King of Destruction Knights to the lowest skeletons, there is nothing.
Bone Dragon could only wait alone and lonely.
Nowadays, the world of death is much deserted. After experiencing several catastrophes, there may be only one undead creature left in the world.
Only the wind is still howling.
A gust of strong wind blew by, and the black color suddenly flew with the wind, and the people were immediately blown away by the wind.
But then she stabilized her body, and Black hung straight down again, the golden cross star and headless angel in her eyes gradually lit up.
In the sea of consciousness, the golden lake water has completely condensed, and from time to time, a large group of golden mist will suddenly spurt out and dissipate into the void.
*** and Wella were still confronting each other, but no one took action anymore.
The original power of God has been endlessly extracted by the two of them, and now it is in a very dangerous and unstable state. If the fight continues, they will really be destroyed together.
Wella looked at *** hatefully.
In the two battles in the Sea of Consciousness, Wella had an absolute advantage, but she could not break through the last line of defense in ***'s consciousness no matter what. Every time she saw those calm silver eyes, Wella couldn't help but feel uneasy.
But the origin of God was already on the verge of destruction. Although Wella was extremely reluctant, she still had to stop fighting. ***Naturally, they will not continue the fight.
The condensed golden lake water slowly melted away again, and no more golden mist spewed out from the lake.
*** and Weina, who were in a state of embarrassment just now, also regained their composure.
Wella repeatedly retrieved the memories in the Origin of God, trying to understand why she couldn't break through ***'s last conscious defense line no matter what.
Since it was temporarily impossible to regain control of the origin of God through fighting, Wella decided to find another way.
"***, when I destroyed the Dragon of the Abyss just now, did you see clearly how I used gravity control?"
"Of course." *** replied calmly.
Wella smiled slightly. Can you use gravity control like this now? "
*** frowned slightly and replied: "Absolutely not."
"I can freely retrieve your memory and use all your attack methods, but what do you know about me? What is the Storm of Faith? What is space wandering? What is in my memory? The mission and essence of the Angel of Light What are the characteristics?"
This time *** didn't answer.
Wei Na did not intend to wait for her answer, and said to herself: "***, you are only relying on instinct to grow, and the time for growth is too short. You know nothing about the origin of God, You don't know how to use it at all. You are also completely blank about our common memories and experiences."
"Tell the important point."
Wei Na suddenly asked: "***, if we do not equally rely on the origin of God to exist, but each has his own body, even if we are equally powerful, how many *** do you think it will take to defeat me?"
*** frowned and replied coldly: Three. "
Wella smiled proudly and honestly. There is an irreparable gap in our understanding of combat. Then why can't I break down your last barrier of consciousness in these two battles? "
*** waited quietly, knowing that Wella would definitely give her the answer.
"That's because of you..." Wei Na looked at *** and said word by word:
"No emotion at all!"
The light in ***'s eyes suddenly jumped slightly. This trace of fluctuation has been noticed by Wella. She was not prepared to give *** any chance to breathe and continued:
"The purpose of God creating light angels again outside of the existing angel system is to quickly adapt to the combat environments of different planes. We are swords in the hands of God. We are not affected by any emotions, which is the basic requirement for a powerful weapon. . We have the instinct to choose the best way to fight in different circumstances, but emotions will not only affect our judgment, but also waver our will. Although you have not inherited the ability of God's origin, you will also be affected by it. Benefit from the fighting instinct of the origin of God. So you choose to fight to the end, not because you want to die together, but because you 'know' that I am unwilling to face destruction. I cannot destroy your last will, precisely because you have no Emotions, that’s why the will is so strong!”
There was a hint of confusion in ***'s eyes.
Wella's icy mental fluctuations echoed on the golden lake: "***, aren't you going to admit it? For example, Rogge, who you would rather destroy than maintain, is filled with anger, his will is not strong enough, and his mood swings are very... He is powerful, his power is not as good as that of the lowest angel, and his cultivation is still the troublesome and useless magic in the devil world. What is there about such a person that is worth protecting at the cost of your own existence? In fact, the real answer lies in God Do you want me to tell you about the origin?"
Wella smiled faintly and said without waiting for ***'s answer: "That's because you 'should' protect him, not you. From the moment you were born, the successor to protect Rodriguez - - Roger has been solidified into one of your instincts, and it is the most important instinct, even beyond your own survival. And there is only one person who has the ability to do this, and that is Rodriguez!"
***'s body trembled slightly. After a long time, she sighed softly and asked: "So, Wella, do you have feelings?"
Na hesitated for a moment and sighed before answering.
"Why?"
"Not long after I was created, I descended directly on that plane, descending into the body provided by the Pope. It was very dangerous to descend. Although the new body was very perfect, it also had too strong and firm feelings, will and... Before I could Rodriguez completely conquered the new body and emptied it of all emotions. He took advantage of the inherent weakness of my body at that time to waver my will a little, thereby controlling the origin of God. Later, I lost Death, you were created through this. Because I was still in an incomplete state when I was killed, so I, who should have been emotionless like you, have some emotions. "
Wella smiled bitterly. The understanding of power is still very immature, but I still can't subdue you. This is the difference between having emotions and not. In fact, you and I are one body, and can be said to be two different faces of the Angel of Light. But you don’t understand the origin of God at all, and you obviously have no way of knowing the memories carried by the origin of God. Rogge, whom you desperately protect, is Rodriguez's heir. I think I should let you know what Rodriguez has done to us. "
With a wave of Wella's hand, large chunks of memories poured into the depths of ***'s consciousness like a continuous storm, washing away her soul!
It was the lingering black air, the groaning golden holy platform, the dirty blood and mucus flowing everywhere, the purple skin, and Wella's cry that tore through the blood cloud!
All that remained was the temple dome. That golden dome, that piece of gold that symbolizes miracles and glory.
Then comes the endless darkness…
The silver light in ***'s eyes didn't move, teetering in the air.
In an instant, Wella almost broke through speed, time and limits, and appeared in front of ***.
But before her hands could wrap around her throat, a dazzling white fist kept expanding in front of her eyes...
Wella was helplessly thrown into the lake, causing a golden wave. She then rushed out of the lake in a slightly embarrassed state, with the light in her eyes beating erratically. It was obvious that ***'s sudden punch was definitely not light.
*** Calmly stood in the air, the excitement and confusion just now had been wiped away.
"Wella, you do have feelings." *** said calmly: "But the body that came to you is just a piece of clothing. If the clothes are dirty, just change them. Since you just said that I have no feelings, why not Is it possible to use this memory to shake me?"
***Suddenly smiled, appeared in front of Wella, and punched her!
This time the battle, I don’t know when it will end...
Is it just ***'s ruthlessness? (Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)