The Black Scepter

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Andariel holding the water bag was stunned for a while, and was a little surprised by a few words from Murphys. She couldn’t help but think of herself—after becoming a human, this once-painful mother had been in a state of confusion and anxiety. Her former self would never be like this, but now everything is changing. change.

The same is true of the world.

Murphy looked up and looked at the dark red sky that would never change color, and said: "According to the time of the human plane, we have not closed our eyes for two days and two nights. Let's rest here for a few hours, although I don't Know what will happen next, but at least you can't close your eyes to fight the enemy."

"Enemy? You said those angels?" Andariel put down the water bag and recovered from the previous confusion. "For humans, shouldn't they be worshippers? Even if you are not a believer, you should think They are in the same camp as you."

"Ignorance brings not only fear, but also mindless worship."

Murphy raised his hand and raised a boulder that was as big as his body, built a simple "shack" to shield the sun from the roasting body, and the tons of stones were lifted effortlessly in his hand. Putting it down, the strange thing is that there is no heavy muffled sound-this detail seems to Andalier to mean that Murphys control of his power far exceeds the limits of humanity.

"You are hostile to them?"

"Do you feel that I'm standing on the same line with you?" Murphy waved a stone in half, flipped the neat cut over as a resting platform, and lazily turned Solanda's broken corner and Jia De's bone spur was thrown on it, and he sighed flatly, "I am not hostile to them."

"then you--"

"Until I confirm that they did not hurt Ashkandi, I will do so."

Murphy interrupted her words rudely and aggressively, which not only did not make Andaril uncomfortable, but gave her an unexplained feeling for no reason-but she quickly adjusted this emotion, Sit consciously on the slate that Murphys prepared for her, holding her knees and whispering like a real girl: "You want to be hostile to heaven for a blood race-a woman? You know, your position is not like the demons of purgatory, they will not have any friendly intersection with the angels of the plane of heaven."

"Of course, except for places like shelters."

Andariel remembered his past and whispered in a low voice.

"It was because of the existence of the sanctuary that I understood that heaven or **** are essentially the same." Murphy pointed to the direction of the angel army that illuminated the sky in the distance. It will be sinful, and the innocent will become guilty, and eventually it will evolve into a wheel of hatred. They fight with demons, who is right and who is wrong?"

Murphy rolled his mouth, closed his eyes and sighed, "No one is innocent."

As a silent listener, Andariel rarely showed disdain for Murphy, she stared quietly at the barren land in front of her-because she also signed a contract with Murphy, the connection between the soul Make her very clear that none of the words that Murphys just said are hypocritical.

From hostility to strangers, Murphys spent several months.

And from the stranger to let Andaril listen to what he said, Murphy spent less than ten days.

Andariel was a little confused-she was afraid that if she went on like this, she would really become a human being seriously influenced by her own values. With chaotic thoughts, she lay on a cool stone slab, completely exhausted from exhaustion Entered deep sleep.

But almost instantly, she found herself in an inexplicable dream.

The scene is still purgatory, but Andariel finds that he has regained all the power that the "Mother of Pain" should have-her huge spider body and the elements condensed by her hands are as strong as they once were in the heyday of purgatory.

Rejoicing emotions suddenly enveloped her, Andariel raised her hands inconceivably, standing on his "nest" and waving at the distance violently-the bursting element brought up a large amount of smoke, everything was the same as before Give Andariel a thrill of control.

Immediately, she remembered the fact that Solanda was dead, but to confirm that she was still rushing towards the burning throne, and when Solanda's broken body came into view, Andariel completely started hysterics. Laughed loudly, her laughter echoed in the empty valley, which was extremely harsh.

Human identity? Go to hell!

"Oh, dear Andalil, do you want to join us?"

But a word suddenly interrupted her laughter, Andaril suddenly turned back, but saw the lord of lies, Currie Lane, who was standing not far away with a smile on his face.

"Join?"

"The five lords of purgatory are all sealed, who is their owner now? You don't naively think that you will be the new lord?" The fact that Curriline confided shocked Andalil, but this The guy who was the best at lying went forward, very bewitchingly: "So, let me ask you a question, do you want to join us and become the new ruler of purgatory?"

"you guys?"

Andariel frowned, and the spider-like body moved forward a few steps, and she appeared a little hesitant.

"Mandal, the Lord of Fear, Gaard, the Lord of Disaster, Andariel, the Mother of Pain, and Curtriline, the Lord of Lies, oh, what a perfect combination, which made me think about the future of purgatory."

and many more,.

Andariel suddenly looked at his hands. The pale and bloodless arms were exactly the same as in the impression, but as she stared tightly, she noticed a difference.

Seemingly not believing in evil spirits, she looked around, the shape of the valley did not change, but the place where the hollow was blown out by Gade's "finger of death" was intact-right Gade? Hasn't this scourge master been killed by Murphy? !

"Damn Curtline!"

Andariel suddenly turned his face and directly raised his hand to pour out his whole body of power to the front-"This is a dream? All this is false! You shameless liar, do you want to deceive me again?!" "

"go to hell!"

Andariel's full-strength attack exploded the sky of smoke, but when the smoke cleared, Curtriline's intact body reappeared in front of her.

It was just that his face became erratic, with a kind of unique bird of prey after the scheme was taken through.

"How did you see through?"

Curtriline knew that his measurement of creating dreams had been seen by Andariel, and did not expect that he would fail on the "dream structure" that he was best at. The sense of frustration in his heart made Curtriline not choose to disappear immediately--

Conceited he must understand why he failed.

"The Lord of Calamity? Ha, he is already dead."

Andariel looked at the indifferent expression of Curtriline, and just said this sentence, and instantly made Curtriline change color, and then the whole dream suddenly collapsed and collapsed, causing her with a "mother of pain" body to fall instantly. Into the dark abyss

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and Andariel saw the stone "shack" built by Murphys above her head. She took a deep breath, and Xinqing lost her heart.

From the moment of "Mother of Pain" to becoming a mortal, although he knew that it was a dream designed by Curtriline, Andariel was still increasingly troubled by this fantasy heart. Do he really want to be like the original?

"What's your dream?"

Murphy's voice suddenly sounded beside him. He was sitting on the stone slab and was carving some patterns with fragments of the lance, without looking up.

"It's nothing."

Andariel's eyes dodged a little.

"Kretrien's dream is as realistic as his strength, isn't it?" Murphy whispered: "He has affected you, I can see it."

Andariel found that there were some fine beads of sweat on Murphy's forehead-she had never seen Murphy sweating along the way, and the situation now made her draw a very straightforward In conclusion, it is that Murphys was also influenced by Curtriline, so he would see clues from his similar state.

"They seem to want to dominate purgatory."

Murphy raised his hand, wiped his sweat, and sighed back: "That's just a guise, no one can dominate the purgatory, just like there is no real ruler in the human plane. is you?"

"I refused."

"He also asked me, but I agreed."

Murphy smiled lightly, but caused Andariel to raise his head violently, his eyes full of incredible.

"His response is similar to yours. In fact, everyone understands that this kind of nonsense is countless. I promised, just to let me understand more clearly what I am facing-their dangerous and cunning, always reminding me at all times. You can’t relax any vigilance,” Murphy stood up and looked at the sky above her head, saying with some fascination: “What have you been longing for in your heart? Pursuing the culmination of power under this sky full of destruction?

Andariel looked at the boy in front of him looking up at the sky—or a man, without answering.

Because now she no longer knows the true answer in her heart.

"My only goal now is to be able to watch the lives of the most important people in my life, and I live a free life in a place where I can see the blue sky and white clouds."

Murphy smiled, carrying the parcel and the messy long-horn bone spurs, throwing the water bag to Andalil, who had been silent, and whispered as he stepped out: "Does it look easy to achieve?"

Andariel held the water bag and got up to follow Murphy, who did not answer any words out loud, but made a decision quietly in her heart.

"Gard is dead."

Curtriline bluntly spoke to Mandal and the blood patriarchs in the abyss and sinking coalition.

This news suddenly made everyone's face suddenly difficult to look at, but no one went back to question the words of the strongest person-because in terms of the previous situation, if it is about strength, the Lord of Calamity is the only one who is qualified to be with Curry The presence of Ryan’s head-to-head confrontation, even Mandal, the Lord of Fear, is also unable to resist the true violent attacks of Kortrien, not to mention the direct blood of the monarch level, without the Dark Scepter, they are stronger, in the eyes of Kortrien It's nothing but bats.

"What did the angels of the Magnus Council do?"

Mandal narrowed his eyes, and then he overturned this conclusion. "Gard is not so stupid. Is it because the dragon is the one who could find an angel himself? The strength of the Nether Dragon will not constitute him. Threats,"

"Who does not matter, what matters is that our strength is now weakened."

Cochrane's eyes were fixed on Mandal, and his low tone revealed an undisguised strength-"So, if the army can't keep up with the supply, we may face even more embarrassing dilemmas."

"I understand what to do."

Mandal squinted his eyes, apparently uncomfortable with the fact that Curtriline was so powerful, he also knew that the death of Gade was not simply because of his own arrogance or negligence-when Gade chased after him Stopped everyone, what is the conspiracy behind this?

There are some things that can't be broken, and the consequences of random debunking may be a complete face-turn and a broken net. Without talking much, Mandal turned around and left to prepare for a new round of troop increases.

At this moment, Murphys, Hydera and Andalil had arrived a few kilometers in front of the Portal of the Angels.

Holding their breath, they dared not continue to approach, because although the battle angels staying in front of this golden portal did not have the strength of the main angels of the Magnus Council, each of them existed above the "a" level. There are as many as two thousand angels left here, and a tower has been constructed to occupy the commanding heights to guard and protect this gate from enemy attacks.

Murphy lay prone behind a gravel, staring at the angel position ahead, squinting silently.

Andalil next to her face didn’t look very good—although she knew that she might face this scene, but when she really saw the battle angels with two wings standing together, she could not help but think that Murphy What Si wants to do is really crazy.

Break through the line of defense of these angels and go through that door to find Ashkandi that may not exist? Andariel began to torture himself in the heart-to be himself, would he really be desperate for a goal?

"The shape of Hydera will make this group of angels discover for the first time that my magic might not be able to stop the group attack of those angels at all."

Andariel found that the reason she was looking for was terrible-what she thought in her mind now was not "will she die?" but "how determined is Murphy?"

A woman always has some inexplicable ideas at a certain moment, and these ideas usually come from her true instinct.

"You and Hydera stay here. I won't let you do this kind of thing." Murphy's gaze withdrew from the front position, turned over and opened his backpack, and there were seven or eight horrible scrolls in it. , Murphys took out three pieces and threw them aside. The rest were thrown to Andariel. "With your fighting consciousness enough to use them to avoid any pursuit, Hydera will cooperate with you."

"You trust me that way?"

Andariel squeezed the heavy suitcase with enough water and food in it. Murphy did not emphasize this, but made her feel a little awkward-when did he need a guy who should be an enemy to care so much?

Murphy didn't answer anything, just put Gard's poisonous bone spur on the stone surface next to Andariel, picked up a large slap stone, and raised his hand to condense the power to melt the stone. A hole-a spell scroll was inserted into the stone, and Murphy immediately used his fingertip to depict a miniature magic circle on the surface of the stone. After injecting crystal energy, the body suddenly heard a "crack" sound, and then Take two steps and say that the stone was thrown towards the other side of the angel base!

The stone flew a few kilometers in a straight line almost at the speed of sound in the air, and then there was no movement.

"If I can't come back at this time tomorrow, I will take Hydera back to the portal when I came back."

Murphy holding the sacred gun, carrying Solanda's broken angle, turned his head and said to Andariel: "I will not force you to do anything, I just hope you can understand what I believe in."

"faith"

Andariel looked at his back and turned away, muttering to the words that seemed to be related to the angels in front of her, but then she understood that the "faith" Murphy said would never be a certain Gods.

"Why do you do this to me?"

She looked at the back that disappeared from the ground quickly and disappeared, holding a row of capsule scrolls and venomous bone spurs. She was shocked inexplicably in her heart.

Murphy's figure was like a sharp arrow flying close to the ground, spanning a distance of several kilometers in an instant, and broke straight into the edge of this group of angels.

He didn't rely on any magic power, he was running arrogantly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he didn't bring any dust and extra traces-even when he could see the battle angel standing in the distance from the commanding height At that time, the other party did not notice the guy who was walking along the shadow on the rugged horizon.

He found a huge rock and hid behind, and then seemed to wait for something-and within a few seconds, the scroll that he had just thrown away in the distance burned and started under the influence of the magic circle!

"Call: the puppet of the earth."

This is one of the rare scrolls of summons in Izur’s legacy. Unlike the “Mandhal Arrival” that was released with the Severus Scepter in Sisselin, this scroll comes from the most powerful element of the human plane The hand of the summoner, so its effect is to directly constitute sixteen giant "golem puppets" up to ten meters in height from the elements on the ground!

In less than ten seconds, these giant puppets began to march toward the angel position. Their weight was huge. The footsteps of the sixteen puppets immediately caught the angels' attention. Then the whole camp flashed a warning light. In an instant, more than hundreds of battle angels were ready to fight and turned the center of gravity of the camp's forces towards the direction of the puppets.

At this moment, the guard force in front of the portal reached its weakest. (..)