Battle Frenzy

Xiao Dance and others also feel very comfortable, of course, just an illusion of comfort.

Because the door seams have been closed, and the horrible powers that have just killed them have dissipated.

It is like the feeling of sitting on the ground suddenly after strenuous exercise, the body is relaxed, so comfortable, but the depths of the five people, but immediately raised a boundless fear and anger anxious.

Solomon was sucked in by the door! What it is? !

Milk didn’t want to, when he jumped from the ground and jumped up, he slammed directly against the closed wall. The black sighs appeared on the surface of his body, and his power was infinitely promoted to maximize it. Black shells.

Rumbled...

The entire temple shook slightly under the horrible impact, but it was just a shock. Instead, Milk himself, the arm smelted by the black Yaojin was suddenly slightly deformed, and then the whole person was smashed. Fly away.

The walls were intact, the gaps that had been closed were not showing signs of being knocked open during the impact, but Milk had already stunned, and Enoch touched the dagger, and the little dance next to him eagerly tried, and Stark was even more stunned. The hair was upright, and the wild breath was overflowing from him. Several people had felt the horrible smell at the door, but they did not affect their determination to break the door to save Solomon. They did not The foolish ideology has never had any vows to follow, and there is no freedom to restrain. Some are just inner instinct, because they firmly believe that only Solomon can take them to see the wider sky.

A terrible energy condensed behind the three.

"I come!"

It was Holmdi. He had already put his hand on his giant bow. The terrible energy was radiated from the giant bow. Even though it was only the peak of the soul, with the help of the Yi people, the single bow On the attack power of a moment, he is even stronger than Milk! And if the bower is willing to sacrifice his life...

The soul of the cockroach burned in the sea of ​​souls, and the eyes of Holmdi were very firm and clear. The faint giant bow seemed to be awakened by some kind of resonance, and felt the will to control. The original bow string shined with a golden light. Holmdi put his hand on it, and he was immediately **** by the bowstring, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. The bowstring was slowly opened. Solomon was the soul of dandelion, and they were alive. , no one can offend!

Can not be full, a big hand has been pressed to his shoulders, the power of conduction, the hand raised Homdi firmly pressed down, the soul of the sea is calmed down under the suppression of divine power, the bow of the giant bow Also stopped.

He appeared at the side of Holmdi and saw that he had a roll of blood-stained scroll in his hand. It was the former sacred priest. There was also a scar on his body. The sacred priest was a sacred priest. When the Juggernaut was chased, when there was a real explosion, there was an increase in the number of instruments. The two men were almost equal, but the terrible breath that had just been transmitted from the temple was shocked to the law, and the opportunity was seized.

The power of this level is a life-and-death struggle, even if a little distraction is enough for their lives.

"Instructor!"

"The Lord is sucked in by the door!"

Seeing you, everyone is like seeing the straw of life, and hurriedly said.

I thought that I would definitely attack the huge wall immediately. I didn’t expect that it was a deep jealousy and calmness from his face. The more powerful, the more I realized the terrible power of that power. When the terrible pressure spreads, he obviously feels it. He knows how to measure it. It is not the existence that he can compete with. Even the holy mentors of the holy city may not!

My heart is quite clear.

Forcibly attacking the giant wall, and not to mention whether it is useful or not, even if it is useful, I really want to open this door. In the face of the anger of such a strong class, the result of waiting for everyone can only be meaningless death, or even harm. Solomon.

After all, the other party just took Solomon into it, and did not take the life of a small dancer. In fact, it is hard to say that the enemy is a friend. The best way is to wait quietly. As for Solomon, life is death. This is a chance. If it is a disaster, then you have to wait for the fate.

"I am staying here waiting, you are going out with Milk." He waved his hand: "Keep the entrance to the temple. If there are people from the Holy City or other brigades rushing up, they will say that the temple has been broken by us. Sudden sentiment, retreat here, no one can disturb! If you do not listen to dissuasion... kill!"

The giant door closed and it was dark.

The force that took it in and out of it also dissipated, but the power that permeates the body is more intense, as if it is facing the gods of Zhou Tian, ​​looking at his humbleness with that kind of looking-looking look. Ants.

"Your Majesty!"

A majestic voice echoes in the darkness.

Your majesty! Your majesty! Your majesty!

The voice just shouted, but Solomon felt that the voice had been directly engraved into his mind, even in the depths of his soul. The boundless majesty reverberated deep in his heart, slamming his soul, as if If you get a second late, you will be smashed and ruined!

But Solomon is not embarrassed.

The terrible voice can easily conquer his body and conquer his will, but he can't conquer his self-esteem and pride.

He can choose from a seven-star instructor as a teacher because of his temporary interests, but he will never worship an unknown terrorist because he is afraid. Even if this horrible creature is far ten thousand times stronger than the seven-star instructor, this is the initiative. Passive difference.

He stood there indifferently, neither vocalizing with the voice nor obeying, but silently bearing the horror of the deep, screaming, cold and cold, and in the dark. A majestic confrontation.

The resounding sound gradually dissipated, and the majesty in the darkness seemed to have generated a bit of interest and doubt.

"Do you want to die? Mortal." The voice rang again, but it didn't strike the soul as before. It was like a normal conversation. Of course, even ordinary conversations, the voice is as broad as boundless, like this darkness. It connects the entire universe, and the sound drifts far from the other end of the universe.

Solomon squirmed his lips, his body was a little stiff, and he felt uncomfortable when he spoke. In fact, the torture of the soul just made him tremble all over the body, but he was driven by self-respect, even he himself did not notice, since he entered the half-step soul. For the first time, I felt such a terrible power. The other party was very angry, but it was not enough to scare him.

He adjusted the sound line slightly, and the sound was still steady and powerful: "Let's say, what do you want to do."

The other side wants to kill him. He doesn't need to spend a lot of money. The outside people are not opponents. Since you don't want to kill him, you will have to ask for him. Then there will be talks, and negotiations will have momentum!

The other party did not answer, and the silence was silent for a few minutes. Then, a light passed through the farthest in the darkness until he was in front of him.

Light is a projection, and an illusory shadow is gradually emerging there.

It is an illusory humanoid creature with long, slender limbs. It just looks like its five senses, and it is like a shadow in a sly illusion. And behind the humanoid there is a pair of huge wings! The wings have no feathers, but they are crystal clear, engraved with traces of countless dense runes.

"You are very smart, and your will is very firm. It is not bad in the humble low civilization."

The black shadow with wings turned on, exactly the same as the voice before, but not so far away, close at hand. Although it is praise, but the majesty still exists, as if high above, overlooking all beings.

He reached out and Solomon only felt that the body was involuntarily sucked by him, and then a very large hand pressed on his head, feeling that there was a will from the big hand to conduct, connecting with his own memory. .

Solomon did not resist. He knew that rebellion was useless. He just looked on his eyes and tried his best to monitor the consciousness that connected to his memory.

That consciousness is so vast that it is impossible to imagine that even in his own home of sea, Solomon feels completely unable to compete with it. As long as the other party is born, his soul will be estimated to collapse in an instant.

The empire that has fallen, the hope of rising... Holy Land, Misobudabi, three-level civilization, time and space ability...

A series of memories were read, and Solomon didn't know what the other person wanted to see, but he could generally feel the other part of the memory he was interested in and felt some keywords.

So it took about a dozen seconds, the big hand was put down, and the horror consciousness retreated from the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Time and space ability has accelerated the opening time set on the wall of gold. It is no wonder that there is no key to open the door. It has been so weak for so many years." The shadow was talking to himself in a faint voice, and it seemed that Solomon’s memory was unlocked. Some doubts about his existence: "Sacred humans? The broken island ship? The amusement park planet, hey, fun."

Solomon secretly remembers every word he said, such existence, I am afraid that every sentence that is said hides some secrets of the world, but unfortunately, the shadow does not talk to himself, nor does it have any I want to communicate with Solomon or reveal any news.

After only a slight aftertaste, the shadows put their eyes on Solomon's body.

"I don't like being disturbed by people, and I don't like to run away." He said faintly: "You have two choices now."

"Dead, or become my messenger, to rule the world!"

"this world?"

"Your human world, and the Misobudabi world you are conquering, I will continue to give you strength, provided that you perform well enough."

The shadow of this shadow is a bit ridiculous, like playing a game, but Solomon has no doubt that the terrorist power displayed by the other party at the opening of the door makes Solomon still remember, at least above the level of the Holy Instructor. The horror exists and cannot imagine their world!

Give yourself enough power? Let yourself control the world of mankind, and even the world of powerful octopus people? Isn't this what I have been craving?

Solomon's heart is full of excitement, but there is also a hint of uneasiness. There is no good thing in the sky, and the other party is sure to ask for it.

"what do I need to do?"

"Collect the faith of the world for me." The shadow actually smiled: "Of course, there is a beautiful soul."

"How to do it?"

The shadow waved with a hand, and a sword appeared in the air. It appeared in front of Solomon. This is a strange sword. The hilt is engraved with nine snake heads. When you look closely, you find those carved snake heads. It is like a living thing, exuding the breath of creatures!

"Build a temple, engrave the totem, and let people sincerely offer." The shadow paused, quite casually said: "Use these nine snake heads as a sign of totem, I want their faith!"

"Sword is the carrier between you and me. The more temples you build, the more believers you absorb. The stronger the power I give you, the more you can pass them through the Excalibur. As for the soul... A delicious soul, I will naturally feel it."

Temple, war?

Solomon seemed to feel something. He thought of the octopus's temple and the phoenix's totem. The shadow was released from the octopus's temple. Is there any connection?

The shadow did not answer Solomon's doubts, but faintly said: "Put your blood on the sword, the contract is naturally established."

Solomon did not hesitate, dignity is only a bargaining chip, and selling should also sell the price a bit higher. In the face of such a choice, he would not be entangled.

When he held the sword, he felt the huge power from the sword. Maybe it was just a little charity that was very casual, but it was unimaginable~www.readwn.com~ The vastness of the vastness is endless, but unfortunately it is blocked by a seal and cannot be transmitted to oneself. If you can use such power, it is probably a matter of breaking through the soul of the heavens, and even if you have spent a big day robbery, I am afraid that it is not under the circumstance. .

There is no indecisive word in his dictionary. Solomon is very clear about what he needs. As for what the other party is asking for, as long as he has power, it is a matter of doing it for himself.

He put his hand on the blade, and he didn't have to deliberately cut it. It was just the flesh close to the blade. The sharp edge from the blade easily smashed Solomon's skin, and the blood dripped from his hand. Down, kneeling on the sword, and then like the sponge to absorb water, absorbed by the sword body, disappeared in the blink of an eye without a trace.

boom!

It is like opening a long-lasting imprint, the seal that blocks the gap between itself and the sword body is broken, and the endless energy is transmitted from the blade.

When Solomon was struck by lightning and his whole body moved, he felt that every inch of skin or even every cell was filled with that force. The body was light and floating, and it was only suspended for three or five seconds.

boom!

Without warning, a group of fires burned from his heart.

Small day robbery!

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