It's like a dream, the eight holy sounds

Chapter Eight Holy Sounds

The avenue has run through the vast primeval forest, and the coolies who can still survive have turned to build fortresses guarding the avenue on both sides of the avenue.

Ten thousand light cavalry had set out first, heading to the designated location of the Dro Empire, and joining the Dro Empire army. A huge team of staff composed of hundreds of staff arrived at Oshinia earlier to negotiate with the Dro Empire military how both sides should respond, supply, cooperate in combat, divide the war zones, and receive and transfer cities to the defense of the Aslofik Empire army.

When the Ice Legion of the Empire began to march towards the Dro Empire, the calendar in the hands of the Death Clan just cut off the last day.

Looking at the calendar that was densely scratched in his hands, it took a long time for the Death God Clan to stand up. He opened the window and looked into the distant sky. At this time, the morning light had just shone the earth in the northern country, and the morning sun slowly jumped out like fire clouds. But for some reason, in the eyes of the Death God Clan, each piece of red in the red of the Death God Clan was inlaid with a faint black edge.

The face of the God of Death was as cold as frost, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This morning, he was in a state of uneasy.

For killers like him who walk in the dark world and always take the responsibility of reaping their lives, they attach great importance to omens. Killers hidden in the dark are often in a state of no protection. If one blow is not hit, it is likely that the end of the death.

Listening to the sound of war trumpets one after another, watching teams of iron cavalry rolling towards the south. The Death Squad unknown how many of these soldiers could stand in front of him in a few months. He knew that going to the south would definitely be a fierce battle that had never been experienced before. The ups and downs may be no less than the epic battle between the human coalition and the Elf Empire thousands of years ago.

But war is like a tide, and a few people will stand on the peak of the waves and be recorded in history from now on, but more people will be like the mud and sand in the tide, and can only be swept away by the rolling waves. From then on, they will return to dust.

Even though the Death God Clan has entered the Holy Realm for many years, in front of such a war tide that swept the world, he is like a small boat. While he is drifting with the flow, he will bump into the reef hidden underwater.

The Death God Clan suddenly missed the quiet days by the small lake in the north. He had a sense that he should immediately leave the world and fight and live a peaceful and peaceful life in the last decades of his life. However, a heat flow suddenly came from his waist. The Death God Clan looked down and saw that the thin sword on his waist seemed to be summoned in the dark. He was trembling slightly, and the sword body emitted five colors of light, shining alternately, flowing brilliantly.

Looking at the confused light that was enough to attract souls, the Death Clan finally sighed heavily. He gently stroked every thin pattern on the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and felt every powerful pulsation of the surging power in the sword.

That pulsation was like his heartbeat.

The squad leader of the God of Death breathed a sigh of relief, and the killer's instinct finally made him make up his mind to take the last danger in his life.

The Death Class pushed the door open and came out. In a blink of an eye, his figure appeared in front of the prayer room of the Grand Temple like a light smoke. After knocking on the door gently, Mora led him into the prayer room.

In a corner of the prayer room, Androni was sitting in the corner with the blue sky in her arms. Her head was hanging down on her knees. The drooping half-long chestnut hair covered the stunning face, but could not hide the sadness that emanated from her whole body. The god of death could not see her face clearly, but he could feel her sadness. Ban and Androni had similarities in many aspects. After getting along for many days, Ban had already understood that her indestructible knot was in the place. But he couldn't help her, and he also had his own indestructible knot.

"There should be an oracle today, right? There are many words in Wuzhuo Novel Network." The Death God Ban asked, and there was still hesitation in his voice.

But before he could make a real decision, Mora said, "Yes, the goddess has already descended the oracle, so I have been waiting for your arrival. Now. Please give me your sword."

The Death Clan untied the sword. But his hand was trembling and he could not hand over the sword. Mora looked at the Death Clan and slowly stretched out his hand.

Her eyes were as clear as a spring, and her slender hands were as smooth as fat. But in the eyes of the Death Class, for some reason, this slender hands were actually more terrifying than the demonic claws that could tear their souls!

Finally, the sword was placed in Mora's hand.

Morra's eyes suddenly changed! It seemed as if two windows leading to unknown countries suddenly opened in her pupils, which seemed extremely deep and far-reaching.

Nothingness was then replaced by silver light. At this moment, it seemed that Feng Yue, who lived alone in the kingdom of God, had stood behind Morra, staring at the world through her eyes.

The eyes of the god swept from the hilt of the sword to the tip of the sword. Wherever his eyes went, a thick green rose from the five-colored light of the sword.

Just a moment of gaze, the sixth movement has been completed!

Morra's eyes immediately returned to their original state, and she handed back the sword in her hand to the Death Clan. Ban silently inserted the sword back to his waist and walked out of the prayer room with heavy steps.

As soon as the door of the prayer room was closed, Androni, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly jumped up and hugged Mora tightly, trembling all over. She just hugged this way, without saying anything. But there was a warm drop of water in Mora's neck.

Mora patted Androni on the back and said softly: "Okay, the goddess is gone."

Androni slowly let go of Mora and forced a smile, her tear-stained smile seemed particularly cold.

Mora gently wiped away the tears on her face and asked softly: "Annie, Lord Roger has already sent a message. He wants you to stay in Ludan Port. Don't you think about it?" Wuchuang Novel Network does not jump to the word.

Androni shook her head, clenched her hands, and said firmly: "I have already thought it through very clearly. I just want to see her again. And now I want to see her, only by following you to participate in the war in the south is possible. In fact, you and I know that she... she will not let this war be ignored. As long as I can see her again, I don't care... I don't care about being enemies with my father and brother!"

Morra looked at Androni's handsome and demon-like face. She sighed softly: "This is not a problem. You... do you know the future of Effier's prophecy? This is the main reason why Lord Rogge asked you to stay. If you are not clear, it is best to meet Effier and ask about the content of the prophecy."

Androni's eyes had already passed Mora and landed in the mysterious kingdom beyond the endless void. She still shook her head firmly, and said, "Destiny has not been truly decided until the final moment. Even if fate has been decided, I will accept it all. As long as I can see her again! As for Effie's prophecy, I will not read it. No matter her prophecy, it will not affect my decision."

Morra sighed, she gently held Androni's face and suddenly kissed her lips like water, and then reminded earnestly: "Remember, in the south, don't leave Rogue too far anyway."

Androni smiled sadly and stopped talking. After giving Mora a gentle hug, she turned around and waved across the blue sky, and walked out of the prayer room without any hesitation.

Looking at the empty prayer room, Mora slowly knelt down in front of the altar, leaned down on the ground with her head, and prayed lowly.

In the turbulence of the space storm, Wina kept walking. This time, her speed was countless times faster than before, and in a blink of an eye, she rushed to the space door standing in the storm. She immediately hid into the space door.

The sky palace is still mysterious and mysterious, but for some reason, the posture of the demon holding the iron chain on the base has changed, and half of its long horns are broken on its head.

But Wina didn't notice this.

When she returned to the country of Fengyue, Vina was already familiar with the rules of this country and began to have the ability to fly. Therefore, her speed of moving forward was much faster. In a blink of an eye, she had already risen to the gate of the palace in the sky.

The ladder, like lotus petals, slowly descended, carrying Vina into the sky hall.

Feng Yue was still standing in front of the huge ice crystal. Her posture and even her expression were exactly the same as when Vina left last time, as if she had never moved. This time Vina's arrival did not cause her to react at all.

Wina had long been accustomed to Fengyue's indifference, so she said, "Fengyue, have you cut off your contact with me during this period? I have to come to you here because I suddenly found that the danger of Artest, the general of the Demon Clan, was beyond expectations. Its real strength far exceeds the power it showed. This power should not appear in a demon! Moreover, its actions in recent decades are very strange. I suspect that it has been planning. But no matter how I use the method, it can never completely find out his past. I think that at this critical moment, it cannot let such a big variable exist, and it should be better to kill him."

Feng Yue finally opened her eyes slightly and said lightly: "Then you just go and kill."

Looking at Feng Yue's coldness, Vina frowned and continued to express her plans: "In my expectation, no matter how powerful the hidden power of Artest is, it is not necessarily my opponent. But the problem is that the two demons who can help are really useless. Even if Artest wants to escape, I may not be sure to stop him. So I come to you and join forces, and you and I will definitely kill him in the Central Mountains immediately. With Artest's power, even if he does not have a divine character, he may have a domain.

Power.   These powers are very useful to us.    This is one of them.  The second thing is that the war has begun in the south, but you suddenly cut off the contact with me. What if the situation of the war changes? You also know that we are the real enemies, the Church of Light and the gods in the heavens.   There are too many secrets in the church, just that pope.   The power he has seems to be unlimited! And the goddess of nature, we still don’t know whether there is still a clone or a servant of the gods in this plane..."

Feng Yue's eyes opened again, and she coldly interrupted Vina and said, "You can handle the worldly affairs by yourself. No matter whether it succeeds or fails, I will never leave the realm of God."

Weina was stunned on the spot. She couldn't believe Feng Yue's words, and couldn't help asking: "Feng Yue, are you talking about something? Are you going to sit idly when he is in danger? You... have you really forgotten everything in the past?" Wuzhuo Novel Network does not jump to the word.

There was no trace of emotional fluctuation in the voice of the wind and the coldness of the wind, and the coldness was like the cold wind. It quietly passed through Vina's heart, almost freezing her!

"Even if Rogue is destroyed, I will not leave here." Feng Yueru said.

"Do you know you're talking about something?" Wina's eyes began to ignite anger.

Feng Yue closed her eyes again and said lightly: "Of course I know I'm talking. It's just that you can't move forward in the divine realm, so you don't understand what I'm talking. I will send you back. From now on, the gate here has been closed to you. If you want to come again, call in by yourself."

Weina still wanted to persuade Feng Yue, but before she could speak.   The light and shadow flashed in front of her, and then a severe pain came around her body.   In an instant, Weina was already popped out of the space turbulence and stood above the central mountain range.

"Fengyue! You are such a bastard!"

Wina's angry scream echoed over the Central Mountains. The power contained in this scream was rumbling, as if thousands of thunder exploded in the air at the same time! For a moment, wherever Vina's scream reached, all the monsters with a slightly sharp feeling immediately hid. Those who were not enough to hide were buried in the same place. They were already trembling and lost their ability to move.

Of course, the screams of Vina could not be heard from the Kingdom of God. The silence in the palace hall returned to its original state.

Feng Yue's eyes suddenly opened, and the silver light flashed in an instant illuminated the entire hall! The silver eyes looked like two quiet lakes. The lake water slowly retreated to both sides, and two headless angel figures surfaced.

Feng Yue, who had not changed her posture for a long time, reached out and grabbed it. The Death Scythe, which had followed her from the Death World, returned to her hand again. The Death Scythe seemed to know that it was about to drink blood again, and the huge blade was trembling slightly excited, making a low buzz.

Feng Yue's silver gaze instantly passed through all obstacles. She glanced at the empty space around her country.

She knew that guests had already visited this new land.

Under her silver gaze, the palace in the sky and the kingdom of God all existed in the sky.

In the eternal darkness, she is the only visible existence. But, in the dark void, how many invisible visitors are hidden?

Feng Yue put the Death Scythe in front of her, gently stroked the extremely sharp blade with her slender five fingers with her left hand. The Death Scythe's blade trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound, and actually cut a small wound on Feng Yue's fingertips! A drop of golden blood slowly oozed out from her fingertips, and was sucked in by the Death Scythe again.

The God of Death's sickle made another buzzing sound, as if it was extremely satisfied.

Feng Yue took back her left hand and placed the injured finger in front of her eyes. As her eyes were gaze, the insignificant wound healed in a blink of an eye, leaving no scars at all.

The God of Death's sickle slowly swung from left to right, and the huge blade seemed to be hanging on the entire mountain range. It seemed heavy and stagnant.

Feng Yue stretched out his slender hand. The Death Scythe again from right to left, but this time it was incredibly fast. Even the tangible existence has disappeared!

Feng Yue suddenly looked up, and the silver light exploded in her eyes, instantly scanning the countless tangible or invisible planes around her country.

She seemed to take a deep breath.

Then Feng Yue's almost colorless lips opened slightly, and a roar of tremendous clarity suddenly rang in countless spaces! The roar was getting higher and higher, and in an instant it had jumped to an unimaginable height!

A splash of gorgeous extreme fireworks suddenly exploded in the void, and then the rain of fire fell down with endless energy. The beauty of that moment was breathtaking! I don’t know which small plane could not withstand the pressure of the roaring sound of the wind and the moon, and was destroyed into pure energy.

The high-pitched and clear roar sound is like an arrow, still rising!

Knock! There seemed to be a sound of shattering in the void, and then there was absolute silence, and even the roar of the wind and moon paused for a moment.

In the absolute silence, countless fireworks exploded quietly. The next moment, a storm of flames that could destroy everything swept across the entire void!

Under the flowing energy flames, several almost nothing shadows slowly appeared. They had no entity at all, but the endless pressure from their bodies made people involuntarily believe that in the face of these nothingness, all tangible entities are actually extremely fragile and vulnerable.

The sound of the wind and moon stopped, and she appeared in front of a phantom in an instant. The surface of the God of Death Scythe in her hand was filled with water patterns, as if it had become a void existence.

In just a moment, the God of Death Scythe no longer slashed at the phantom!

The phantom kept changing, jumping, twisting, and even making extremely sharp whistles. It seemed that under the slash of the Death Scythe, it was suffering incomparable pain!

At this moment, several other phantoms were originally scattered around the world, but they were just a flash, surrounding the wind and moon, rushing towards the wind and moon!

A pair of white wings suddenly opened in the void, and then countless white feathers flew like snow. Among the snowflakes, there were little or no drops of golden water droplets...

The kingdom of God, the passage of time is very different from the world.

I don’t know if it has been a thousand years or just a moment, the country of wind and moon has appeared again in nothingness. The wind and moon are like a weak and helpless fallen leaves, floating and falling in the sky.

Behind her, a phantom flashed, and she had struggled to squeeze into Fengyue's country and chased her. But for some reason, a certain blow suddenly appeared under Fengyue's body, and the death scythe, which had already cut off most of the blade, was inserted into its body!

The phantom made an extremely unpleasant scream, slowly shrinking, but it always struggled and refused to disappear.

Feng Yue had stabilized her figure. She pointed to the base of the palace hall, and suddenly another even more hideous and strange devil statue appeared beside the demon. The struggling phantom had disappeared at some point.

Feng Yue's weak and helpless figure floated in the air and flew hard toward the palace in the air. Her silver long skirt was damaged everywhere, and large pieces of her back that were as bright as snow fell. There were two extremely terrifying wounds on her back, as if they were torn apart by life!

Those white wings have disappeared...

Finally, the door of the hall, like lotus petals, slowly closed, protecting the wind and moon in it again.

This new kingdom of God finally returned to silence.
Chapter completed!