This is a primitive ancient god!

But at this time, Sigmun was no longer the same as before. He swung his right hand slightly, and the folded funeral blade bounced away, and his body took half a step forward, with a slightly sinking center of gravity. The sickle held in his hand drew an arc in the air, and then blocked the path that the monster slashed down.

laugh!

There was no imagined collision sound. At the moment when the sickle collided with the monster's sharp forefoot, Sigmun felt a strange force burst out, and then the monster's sharp armored blade instantly collapsed under Sigmun's block.

He obviously made a simple block, but when the collision ended, the monster's front foot had been cut off!

"What a sharp weapon!" Sigmon was secretly shocked.

He had watched Mary's battle with the primitive ancient god before and had some understanding of the defense of this creature, but he quickly realized that the funeral blade showed more than just sharpness.

This is cut off!

Hiss!

The primitive ancient god let out a roar, not because of the pain, but because a part of its body seemed to disappear completely with the fallen forefoot.

Rumble!

The earth was shaking, and a furry head poked out from the top of the hill in the distance. The water waves surging on the other side of the lake, and a giant jumped out of the water. With just a few breaths, a few strange creatures surrounded Sigmun.

The battle is about to break out.

The environment in front of him made Sigmun vaguely guess something. These primitive ancient gods looked terrifying, but after experiencing the fierce battle in the death cycle space, this situation was nothing to Sigmun.

Although it was the first time to use it, this weapon was particularly easy. It seemed that it could sense Sigmun's thoughts, and cooperated with every attacking posture like a living creature.

But at this moment, a silver light flashed in the distant sky, and then a familiar figure appeared in front of Sigmun. Seeing the appearance of the glorious Pope, Sigmun knew that his guess was correct...

He was at this time behind the red door that was blocked.

But what's going on? Why is the world behind the door connected to the circulating space that stores the blood of the origin?

When Pope Glory appeared, the roaring monsters stopped and then gathered beside Pope Glory. At this time, Pope Glory's eyes were pitch black. Behind him, a thin tail nearly three meters long was dragged. His clothes were torn, and the bulge on his spine could be vaguely seen.

It felt like his tail swallowed his entire spine and penetrated it straight into the back of his head.

"You... are the person outside the door, why did you come out from there?" Pope Guanghui opened his mouth. He didn't speak very smoothly at the beginning, but after saying the whole sentence, he fully grasped the tone.

"Who are you?" Sigmun asked, then he heard a series of strange and difficult-mouthed syllables, and then the controlled Pope seemed to realize something and turned into a common language.

"According to your language, you can call me Patiss."

"Where is this place, and why are you here?" Sigmun continued to ask without tangling each other's name.

"This is the fragment of the last era when the collapse of the last era, and it is our last home." Patis controlled the glorious Pope to look at Sigmun, "You took away the original blood of the Rebirth Mother?"

"Are you going to take it back?" Sigmund held the weapon in his hand tightly.

"No, of course not, that's a confinement. I'll thank you for not having time."

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Sigmund didn't relax. "And, what exactly happened about the destruction of the previous world?"
Chapter completed!