"What's going on?"
He suddenly saw that the forces collapsed on their way.
The huge wave of thorns suddenly collapsed, turned into dirty blood, and evaporated directly.
And the giant beast also stopped attacking...
Time and space seem to condense at this moment.
Colin was stunned for a moment, but immediately thought of something and looked behind him.
A huge sacred aura emanated from behind him.
He saw that the little girl's hand was grasping the "Sacred Sword of Thorns" which had been transformed from the evil blade.
The chains on her back disappeared at some point, her front was stained red with blood, her long pale hair fluttered, and on her head there was an angel-like black thorn ring.
Little girl, no, Colin suddenly noticed that she seemed to have grown up a lot, no longer in the form of a ghost, and no longer in the form of a little girl...
She was taller than Sana, and seemed to be wearing an intricate and dreamy black illusory dress.
A pair of legs stretched out from under the skirt, smooth and delicate, entangled with blood-red thorns, the thorns pierced the skin, and blood flowed out and fell on the ground...
Some distant figure seemed to overlap with the appearance of the little girl.
At this moment, Colin suddenly heard the much older girl speak with a holy angelic voice:
"Let me do it, Colin, big brother, leave everything to me."
"You... be careful."
Colin glanced at her, but in the end didn't say much. He nodded and stepped back to repair his injuries.
During the battle, there were a large number of contaminated and deformed tumors in his body, but they were all temporarily suppressed by him and did not erupt.
But it does need to be addressed.
At this moment, when the front battlefield was handed over to the little girl, she did not take any action immediately, but stood still at the huge monster standing on the ground.
At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped in her eyes.
The dark divine ring wrapped in thorns rotated slowly and silently above her head.
She stared at the huge beast, like a fossil.
Although she had already mastered the "Sacred Sword of Thorns", the girl's scarlet eyes were filled with pain.
"So you are really not the Mother Goddess..."
The sound was ethereal and sacred, yet full of bitterness.
When she held the "Holy Sword of Thorns", she had already determined what the giant beast in front of her was.
It's just a false idol...
However, it reflects their true beliefs.
"Although you are not the Mother Goddess, but for the past 867 years... we have believed in you..."
The "little girl" confided softly, and then her other hand also took up the evil blade.
At this moment, it seemed as if time and space, which had frozen, began to move again.
Unexpectedly, after seeing her, the "Mother of Misery and Thorns" no longer tried to attack, but instead grew several arms and inserted them into the sky above her head, tearing a passage shrouded in dusk above her head.
Driven by his instinctive fear, he wanted to escape to the other side of the sea of dreams, to the deep and false "other side of dreams".
It seems that as long as you enter there, the humans in front of you will not be able to come.
However, several babies with golden heads suddenly flew out from the shadows, surrounded the "little girl", and played a sacred and beautiful song of the dead...