God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"I don’t know if you want me to drink the water of truth. Everything you do is to spread doubt. My original intention here was to drink this water, and you want me Reconsider, if you really want me to drink, you will never hinder me."

"no!"

The secret guard uttered a low growl, opening a dagger. Sharp teeth.

Alderal dispelled his spirit blade and rushed towards the waterfall. He raised the Artifact Spirit soul bottle and quickly pushed it into the flowing energy.

At lightning speed, he turned and looked towards the Secret Guardian, and then put down what it contained—then

the liquid was like sweet acid.

His sense of victory lasted only a moment, until the joyful laughter of the Secret Guardian came into his ears.

When the power of uncovered tears flowed into his body, the fiercely pounding sound of his own heart also joined in.

"How old-fashioned, but pleasant, Alderal."

Great Demon laughed again, when Alderal’s soul followed When the energy of the subspace burned together, the voice of the devil and the false image in his vision gradually became more and more blurred.

"I just want to savor your soul when you know what is created."

The flame of uncovered tears is in the spirit of Elderal Swiftly rushing, threatening to burn him to death with its power.

The hall began to revolve around him, accelerating and accelerating, until it turned into a spiral of time, eternally circulating from the beginning to the end, and he was just a grain under this chaotic storm The dust was arbitrarily swept away by this indifferent and ruthless force.

In the foam of the waves and the crackling of the flames, he heard the ridicule of Shou Secret.

Pride, this demon uses his own pride to deal with him, and uses his impossible notion of finding uncovered tears to deal with him.

But in the same way, pride also saved him.

The anger brought about by the idea of ​​becoming the prey of this demon's trick became a pillar in his heart, an unshakable foundation under his feet.

The stubborn refusal composed of pure arrogance was cleared by the torrents that rushed to him from the waterfall, trying to drown his spirit,

He absorbed the flames and guzzled deeper. The source of water, let its power permeate its body instead of fighting with it.

Alderal rushed out of the crazily spreading water and rose to a piece of land not far away in the golden circle of light. The vial and the scepter were still held by him. Hands.

The devil’s body distorted and spread like waves, turning into a huge purple monster with sharp claw and a vicious cow face. Under the deeply frowning brow, he used Jewel-like eyes looked at the prophet.

The prophet raised his scepter, ready to attack.

"It’s not enough to drink uncovered tears, Alderal,"

The demon scorned:

"This power is now Exists in your body, but you must be trapped in the deep shadows of your soul, so that you can see the truth that they contain."

"Don’t try to win from this failure, you I don’t want me to get this power, but it belongs to me now."

"This is the happy expression I want to see."

The Secret Keeper leaned over to Before, he got closer, and his sweet breath sprayed on Alderal's face.

He saw himself reflecting from dozens of planes in its eyes, forming an image of resistance.

"This is your illusion, when you reach the peak of your self-confidence, it will also be fleeting, now come with me, Elderal, and you will be able to control the stars . Love me again, and your people will be saved."

"My people don’t need a demon to save."

The prophet sneered:

"Tell your master, my trump card is not finished yet, the immortal star will be the eternal nightmare of you and your master!"

"You think a broken ancient god Will save your race?"

The devil scratched its long jaw with an appendage that resembled a slender lobster claw.

"Hope for what you desire, Elderal."

The demon took a step back, bowed mockingly, and slipped his tongue over Its fangs.

Suddenly, the door on the wall opened, revealing golden rays of light from it, and then the demon and the door disappeared without a trace.

The lightness of the spirit was replaced by the heavy feeling of crushing, Alderlar groaned and opened his eyes, and found himself sitting on a plain futon in the Crystal Hall, all around This is an item that was short-lived in his long life.

None of these can be used for his survival, but when he looked towards his bare hands, he saw the crystal lines spreading along the veins and bone marrow, taking root in his body.

After the freedom of this soul journey, his body is almost paralyzed. From head to toe, there is no painlessness.

But his task has been completed.

In one of his hands, a sealed soul bottle was emitting weird rays of light. Thinking of keeping secrets, he did not give up this crystal container.

The prophet’s thoughts are like a moth fighting a fire. They are affected by a wisp of mysterious energy floating freely. When it wanders in his body, he only feels a tremor of power, The secret was exposed in the thoughts he was exploring.

He saw the eternal mother body burning in a pure white flame, and the nets turned to ashes in the raging fire, but in the flames arose with a robe of flames and stars inlaid with a crown on its forehead.

His face is cold but not cruel, like a ghostly erratic charm. He holds a shining long halberd in one hand and a spiral-shaped burning long sword in the other.

But there is something else moving in the dark.

Rows of skeletons emerge from the shadows. The polished metal skeleton is shining with rays of light of silver and gold, like an active energy cycle, a green rays of light from a planet Spreading to another planet, the huge vault of the tomb was opened, and a square formation of countless ancient dead came out from it.

The ancient enemy of Spirit Race, fear of the dead.

"This is not right!"

With a suppressed cry, Alderlar broke free from the vision.

The crack in the ceramic floor that the bottle of soul smashed brought him back to reality, but his limbs were still shaking with shock.

He staggered to the wall, supporting himself with one hand, while the weird god Meridian flashed through the crystals in his body, and then a rune from his belt He slipped out of his pocket and hovered over the fragments of the soul bottle.

It flips slowly over and over again, like a serpentine pattern trying to chase its own tail.

The snake of the universe, Domrak, a symbol of wisdom and mystery.

Alderal didn't know what this meant, and he was too tired to investigate immediately.

He stumbled towards his seat, almost collapsed on it, his limbs numb and thoughtful.

The strange thing is that the snake of the universe floated in front of him, hovering around a raised finger when the prophet was thinking about what to do next.

Looking at this weird symbol, the prophet suddenly raised his brow.

"Could it be...Is there going to be something wrong with the gangster?"