Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1767 The daughter is here (not)
"Goddess Pusia..." Ye Lin spoke affectionately, looking forward to it infinitely.

But suddenly his face changed, and his soul was stabbed suddenly, like hundreds of millions of needles, the area between the eyebrows was cracked, the semi-immortal body almost exploded, and the pores all over his body were soaked in blood.

The Sword of Absolute Beginning was also clanging, and it was also rapidly climbing up the terrifying crack, as if it could be broken in the next moment.

"Haha, it seems that you are too greedy." Moros shook his head, sighed and was satisfied, ready to capture the fragments of the Sword of Primordial Beginning, and said: "Your body can no longer bear the power of continuously mobilizing the three powers."

The Key of Styx waved again, gouging Ye Lin's body in a dangerous state, killing you while you were sick, which is also a common kind of terrifying malice.

"Safir Descends!"

Accompanied by the solemn and sacred chant, a sacred pure white light shines from the depths of the universe, turning into a holy spear that can pierce everything, overflowing with supreme divine light, it is the appearance of Brionac, locked on Moros.

Yuena was bathed in holy light, her pretty face was fair and immaculate, and her expression was dignified. Archangel Michael had six wings dyed pure white and gold, and a pair of brilliant golden wings were the unique characteristics of Safir.

Behind Yuena, there is a tall and slender figure with a sacred aura suspended noblely. She is ethereal and out of the dust, and countless beautiful light feathers are sprinkled one after another, covering a starry sky.

That was clearly the form of the Archangel Safiel. Before his journey, Saint Michel taught all the information about the form of the Archangel, so that Yuena completely completed the integrity of Safire.

And if you look closely at Safir's beautiful and gentle face, you will unexpectedly find that she and Yuena are somewhat similar, like two sisters.

The mystery that Yuena finally comprehended is that she is Safiel, and from now on Safiel will be her.

"Tsk tsk, accident, you also have times when you make yourself miserable. Fortunately, Ximan, who admires you, is not here, otherwise the image will be lost." Yuena opened her mouth, and when she came up, she scolded a bloody sugarcane man.

He wanted to use the power of the elements to destroy the concrete form of Moros, but accidentally forgot that the strength of his body and soul was limited. The power of chaos was attached to the sword of the beginning, so that the side effects of collapse were not imposed on the body.

The reason why Moros coveted the Sword of Primordial Beginning was that he failed to truly integrate the power of chaos. Putting it in his hands is like a magic spear used by a person with poor spear skills. It can exert a certain effect, but it is far away. Not as powerful as in the right hands.

Momei's divine beast burns the void, turns into the shape of a dragon and tiger, roars like thunder, and stares at Moros, the god of terror, with murderous intent.

Malicious people are the most sensitive in the eyes of the divine beast "Fire Cat".

"die!"

A lavender transparent arm grabbed Moros from behind, containing a faint aura of primordial origin. Fortunately, Moros had a keen sense of consciousness, ran fast, and avoided a blow in a panic.

But in terms of physical properties, He has no heart and no flesh.

"Death and darkness, Usir?!" The will-o'-the-wisps in Moros's eyes throbbed violently again, and his mood fluctuated violently.

His weapon and token, the Key of the Styx, is more like a thing of the underworld in terms of its name alone. In fact, Moros was originally related to the underworld.

The breeding and growth of terror inevitably lead to the killing and death of each other, and the extreme resentment of the dead, as well as the souls of the dead wandering in the world, will give birth to new horrors in the living life.

Although Usir seldom interferes with the reincarnation of life, and only roughly maintains the order of life and death, she is quite disgusted with abnormal death attributes, such as plagues, wars, massacres, etc.

Therefore, terror and death, attributes that seem to complement each other, can't be mixed together. In short, the lady in the black dress doesn't like Moros, the white-boned sheep's head.

The Key of Styx, which later became the Key of the Undead World, is functionally similar to the Sword of Charon.

Moros was surprised, he just responded to Leon's call, and wanted to take a sword by the way, why did he suddenly provoke so many guys with extraordinary aura.

Yelin quickly mobilized Wuxuan's power to repair his injuries, the wounds were healing, his spirit was vigorous, and he was slowly returning to his peak state.

If it weren't for Wuxuan's original restoration, the sequelae of using the three powers would affect his state for a long time.

"The civil strife in the empire is over? Who is the emperor?" Ye Lin asked.

In the boundless starry sky, the supremacy of the beginning collided several times, and he lost his intuitive concept of time in the blur. He didn't know how long the Arad continent had passed.

"Yeah, it's over, the big girl Finai has been crowned the queen of the principality, and little Alice can sing, and little Herder is a black-bellied girl like Yimiwu." Yuena pouted and made a joke. They were all beheaded. Leon and the eldest prince continued to be filial to their fathers and sons, and they didn't bother to care who was the next emperor.

"Huh?" Ye Lin's ears perked up, and then he muttered: "That is to say, Alijie and Xiao Su are fully grown up?"

"Go to hell, sugar cane with a childlike innocence!" Yue Na's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she wanted to kill this open-minded guy first.

Hiate and the others stayed in Arad to prevent unexpected situations, such as the sudden arrival of extremely powerful life forms from the undead world, bloody killings, and so on.

She was full of curiosity and excitement about the first time she performed the archangel's figurative form, and she wanted to try the full power of an angel, so she cast her unkind eyes on Moros, the god of terror.

No matter in terms of appearance or other aspects, this guy does not conform to the glory of God.

"Can I understand that if I am fearless and frank, then I can ignore the power of terror?" Mo Mei suddenly proposed a hypothesis, which was agreed by Mei Weisi.

But Mei Weisi shook her head regretfully, and said: "This state is too extreme, it is almost impossible to appear, the level of wisdom reaches a certain level, the more you know, the horror will follow you everywhere."

Moreover, the state of Moros's own god is here. Even if he throws away his terrifying power, he is not something that ants and caterpillars can touch.

"In other words, Moros, the God of Terror, actually grew stronger in his life, and he collected the souls of disrespectful people for this purpose. Correspondingly, he was relatively weak in the early days when good and evil were not distinguished?" Mo Mei blinked. Blinking your eyes is similar to the growth of human beings.

Children in childhood are at most afraid of their parents' wicker, afraid of failing the exam, and afraid of the mountain ghosts that adults talk about.

When I grew up, facing the pressure from the whole society, I realized that my childhood fears were not worth mentioning, and on the contrary, I was the most carefree.

"Well, Mo Mei is the smartest." Ye Lin boasted brazenly, and then with a hint in his eyes, the flashing sword was like a rainbow, and he slashed towards Moros, whose figure was beginning to blur and become illusory.

want to run! ?
The Archangel Safir is quiet and gentle, with soft light, but without losing majesty, he raises the angel gun that has been magnified a hundred times. The power of the holy relic is exerted to the extreme at this moment in her hands, and all the substantive substances rise into light. Brilliance illuminated a starry sky.

That is a ray of "light power", of course it is not owned by Yuena, just like Meiweisi, it is only borrowed for a short time.

The sleeping beast Dabao turned into a red and bright dress, setting off Momei's pretty and bright face with a refined temperament, and the roaring tiger of thought energy burned and distorted the void along the way.

Meiweisi summoned Usir's figure again, and vaguely, it seemed that there was a crown of thorns falling on her head, the purple awns skyrocketed, and death—one of the most powerful killing powers.

Moros is not in the mood to fight for a long time. If he dies to the end, his concrete image may really be shattered.

It's not that he didn't consider using his own body to take away the Sword of Absolute Beginning, but because of the default rules of indifference among the Gods of Absolute Beginning, and the subsequent risks are too great.

Naiyali, who likes to smash doors, and Puxiya, who is about to wake up, if they can't find a way to use the power of chaos, their skeletons will have to be dismantled.

If you only use concrete words, it is not as good as the full power of the deity, at least there is room for maneuver.

Moros's rune robe was shattered and burned to ashes. The sheep's head and white bones were covered with cracks, and several ribs were broken. The Key of Styx pierced through the void and drew a long river of starry sky. He wanted to hide at the end of the world.

But suddenly, in the depths of the universe, a pure white feather of light burst out like lightning, destroying everything it passed, and even thousands of stars could not stop it.

One of Moros' arms was shattered and broken, and the Key of Styx fell in place, but after a moment of divine sense perception, it was too late for him to retrieve the weapon, so he could only protect the remaining half of the concrete and disappear.

The light feather came from his sworn enemy, the opposite in attributes, symbolizing the beautiful Venus.

(End of this chapter)