Bright Era

Frizzy raised Amlulu's chin with his fingers, and the purple-robed man's voice suddenly became extremely weird: "Really? Didn't I give you a chance to climb the sky? It's a pity that you have failed, if you succeed. The so-called gods and those injured on the battlefield are all smelted, and the original power in their blood is extracted, and you have become one of us."

"You?" Amrulu was shocked.

"Ah, it seems that I said something wrong?" The purple-robed man smiled disapprovingly. He shrugged and handed the glass to the Tianjing girl beside him indifferently: "Well, I have many companions. . I am just one of their chosen messengers."

Playing with Amlulu's tender body, the purple-robed man leaned close to Amlulu's ear and muttered in a low voice.

"You have failed, you have failed once! In the face of those who have been seriously injured, in the face of those who have no resistance, you have failed! Your failure has made you bear the seal for so many years. Suffering!"

"But now, I give you a chance to comeback! A chance for you to gain tremendous power and change your destiny! Amlulu, my dear little cutie, you have a great opportunity before you, as long as you can succeed. , You can change your destiny."

Amlulu sat up slowly. She pulled her torn robe and barely covered her body, then looked at the purple-robed man coldly, and asked gloomily: "You want me to do it. What? Back then, you wanted me to use all the wounded and cultivated gods in God's Domain as sacrifices to perform that terrible sacrifice ceremony. This time, what plans do you have?"

"This time, as long as you are smarter, you will succeed!" The purple-robed man rubbed his hands in excitement, then took out a space ring with a strangely shaped snake swallowing his tail, and carefully handed it to Am Lulu. "In this, there are good things that I have prepared for you over the years, make good use of them, and you will find that I am really good to you."

Grabbing this space ring that exudes evil aura, Amlulu sneered again and again, looking at the purple-robed man indifferently. "Back then, I held the sacrificial ritual you taught me in God's Domain, and the ending was that I was sealed for so many years. This time, if I fail, what will be the consequences? Will my soul be completely destroyed?"

After a moment of silence, the purple-robed man squeezed Amlulu's chin, and then laughed coldly.

"Do you have a choice? I don't lack people to do this. I'm just curious that you changed your body. I was only interested in your new body, so I found you. If that's not the case, What's your value?" The words of the purple-robed man were a hundred times colder than the blizzard of Odin Icefield, and Amlulu's body could not help but tremble.

With a ‘huh’, the painting boat suddenly burned, and the black flames swallowed the painting boat silently. The bodies of the man in purple robe and his three maids gradually dimmed in the fire. Looking at Amlulu who was sitting there, the purple-robed man smiled softly: "Well, don't waste time here. The war of those idiots has begun, you should be ready to act!"

In the firelight, the painting boat turned into a ray of light scattered, and this unfrozen sea eye quickly froze under the blowing of the cold wind. On the white snowy field, the disheveled Amrulu was left sitting stiffly. In the thick ice and snow. After the sea eye disappeared, the alien army passing by here walked straight in the direction of Amlulu, and the dull footsteps shook the surrounding icebergs.

A hideous and twisted sneer flashed at the corner of Amu Lulu's mouth, and she slowly stood up, a black-gray cloak quietly appeared on her, covering her naked body. Her figure gradually melted into the wind and snow, and none of the alien races passing by here found Amlulu's existence.

A deep sneer came from the cold wind, and Amlulu's self-talk was quickly torn to pieces by the cold wind.

"Zipao, do you really think you can control my destiny? You actually have enemies? This is really interesting."

In the north of Berrily, the mighty army of monsters turned into a black sea, tumbling to meet the alien race in the distance. Two equally large, equally savage, and hideous armies are moving towards each other at the fastest speed. At the speed of their forward marching, although the two are still hundreds of miles apart, they will collide in half an hour at most.

Lin Qi stood on the top of the mountain. With his current strength, his eyes could cover the entire northern frontier of the Western Continent, and he could see everything on the battlefield in his eyes. He saw hundreds of warcraft cavalry vanguard troops roaring toward the south among the boundless alien army in the north. In the sky, there were even large groups of flying warcraft flying in an army formation like dark clouds.

High in the sky, one invisible vortex kept appearing, and the gods of foreign races were already waiting in the sky, waiting for a crazy feast of killing. They can't wait to harvest the souls of the war dead, and they can't wait to swallow the abundant blood. Blood and soul are their best sacrifices, and the hundreds of millions of dead will greatly increase their strength.

Rhein’s roar sounded in the void, his roar was almost ashamed, and he was about to lose control: "Shameless guy, you actually opened the ancient seal and released these **** things? What do you want to do? what?"

Lin Qi ignored Rhein. He stood quietly on the top of the mountain without saying a word, but with a faint smile, watching the two inhuman forces approaching each other. Near, near again, in the northwest of Lin Qi, about two thousand miles away from him, an orc snow wolf cavalry and an evil horn beast cavalry are already less than twenty miles apart, and soon they There will be a **** collision.

"Answer me! Lin Qi! Fallen Azerite tribe, what do you really want to do? Why do you have the courage to use these taboos? Do you know the consequences of doing this? If these guys awaken those who fled the battlefield back then, it will be even more terrifying Existence, can you afford such terrible consequences?"

With a cold eye, Lin Qi glanced at a group of Ruoyouruwu divine light in the sky, and Lin Qi snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go to war! I can't wait! Guess what, I'm in the few hours left today. , How many souls can be harvested? One million? Ten million? Or more?"

Rhein's voice stopped abruptly, and he suddenly laughed hysterically: "Since this is the case, then there is nothing to say!"

Lin Qi sighed softly. He shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Rhine, you who claim to be wise, do you understand now? What else to say? There is nothing to say! This is a destiny. There can only be one war in which the Protoss survives. In this war, as long as it can be won, any means are allowed!

The two armies closest to each other are less than four kilometers apart at this moment. Thousands of evil ghost horned beast cavalry who charged at the forefront screamed sharply and meaninglessly at the same time. Thousands of stingers on the huge horned beasts stood up at the same time. In the next instant, millions of mile-long sharp stingers made a piercing sound, bringing a gust of wind to the front. past.

Dense stings resembling a storm covered a radius of tens of miles, and at least 100,000 snow wolf knights of the werewolf clan were shrouded in the shadow of death by these stings. Several times harder than steel, and several times stronger than the arrow shot by a powerful crossbow, the stinger fell from a high altitude with a whistling, piercing the simple leather armor of the snow werewolf, tearing open their mighty. The flesh skewered their tall and strong bodies and their mounts into kebabs.

More than one hundred thousand snow werewolves and their mounts stiffened in place at the same time. Their bodies quickly turned black and cold, and their wounds did not even flow out a drop of blood. The poison on the stinger instantly killed them all. Vitality, their blood turned into a black coal-like solid at the same time as the poisonous thorn pierced their skin.

Then the poison erupted completely, and the bodies of these werewolves and their mounts suddenly burned. The virulent toxicity exceeds the limit that a mortal body can bear, and the terrifying toxicity is like a fire that ignites the bodies of these snow werewolf knights. A human-shaped torch stood on the ice sheet, and black flames burned their bodies, and black smoke rushed up into the sky, like black scars.

On the battle line stretching for hundreds of miles, hundreds of thousands of horned beasts lowered their heads, almost madly shooting the dense thorns on their body towards the front with all their strength. The dense thorns made a sharp sound of breaking the wind, like waves of black whirlwind, covering the battlefield hundreds of miles in front of them. No alien soldier can rush in front of them, no alien soldier can escape the doom of death. Hundreds of thousands of alien soldiers were killed by poisonous stabs and turned into black torches.

"According to the agreement of the gods, the souls of these war dead belong to me!" Lin Qi laughed loudly. He stretched out his right hand to grab the battlefield, and hundreds of thousands of screaming and roaring warrior souls turned into one. Dao's **** rays of light continuously rushed towards an invisible cyclone in his palm.

The gods in the Odin Temple roared angrily, and Rhine directly showed a projection clone in the sky. Rhine, who appeared in the form of a sphinx, was suspended in the air. He roared up to the sky, and the deafening lion roar spread across the battlefield.

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