The Black Scepter

>Murpheus did not relax, but instead grasped the fragment of the sacred gun in his hand. (1_1)

Andariel slowly raised his palm, and a green light appeared in her palm. Her bones seemed to be unable to support her body, and her voice seemed to tremble: "I, Andariel-swear to you by soul, dedicate to you Everything, including mine and will."

"If you don't accept it, you may not have the opportunity to know the clues you want...is it?"

Fight against the generals.

This was Andariel’s final counterattack. Murphy understood that the woman was indeed at the end of life, but his persistence finally earned him a slight advantage-the mother of pain in front of him had begun to collapse, first in the left arm The skeleton could not bear the weight of the body in a crisp sound, and then the facial features on the face were peeled down like melting, and finally the white skull was exposed.

Murphy had no choice. This kind of contract swearing by soul is almost a magical "contract spell" in magic-he finally reached out his hand and held the light that was about to dissipate: "I accept ."

"Om..."

Something seemed to be broken, and a thunder came suddenly in Murphy's mind, and there were countless scenes flashing in front of his eyes-the white temple, the pursuit of everyone, the badge of glory, the bizarre accident, the last in front of Pierce The prayer...

Countless scenes suddenly faded with that jump, replaced by endless flames and lava... battle, wounded, killing, bloody, and the final scene, is the Murphys and the backwards who fell backward into the portal The next Ashcandi in a boxing...

"call--"

Murphy took a deep breath, as if suddenly awakening from a nightmare.

There seemed to be a faint sound of angels and demons fighting in the "Apostle's seat", and Ashcandi's disappearing figure in the chaos of time and space made his heart irritably painful.

In a trance, he saw the surroundings again-he was still standing in front of the plane portal, and in front of him was the magic circle that imprisoned Andalil, but there was only a sickening "rotten meat" on the ground "...

Is she dead?

Murphy wrinkled his brows and felt it carefully, without thinking about it, but suddenly felt his body tremble inexplicably-as if his power was being evacuated by something fast, which made him instinctively stop: !"

Almost instantly, this feeling disappeared bizarrely. (1_1)

At the same time that Murphy was puzzled, the Andarial "corpse" on the ground suddenly changed-flesh, bones, and white hair huddled together, and turned into a meat ball in an instant. Things, and then... a powerful heartbeat starts to come out from it.

For an extremely quiet minute, Murphy seemed to guess what was in front of him.

"puff!"

Two palms suddenly punctured the surface of the meat ball-instant countless red blood spewed out, and then the meat film burst with the delicate little hands to the sides and burst completely-

"Wow..."

Blood rushed around in front of Murphys, soaking his clothes and leather boots.

The figure that appeared in this pool of blood, kneeling on one knee, lowered her once proud head to Murphy.

Andariel, the mother of pain, died of the aging curse of Purgatory Lord Solanda-but at the moment of death, she robbed a portion of the original power from Murphy's body through the short gap when the soul contract was reached. It was through the taboo spell of "sacrifice" that he was born again in the human plane.

The petite body is completely *, and there are still stains left by the blood. Because of the timely order of Murphys’s mind, she failed to steal too much of the power of the "master", but for the strength of Murphys who crossed the "α" level. Words, this little time negligence, the lost power can not be underestimated.

"call..."

Andariel, the equivalent of the rest of his life, breathed gently, and she had lost her imprisonment because she had "dead" once and no longer had the influence of the aging curse.

Murphy frowned and raised his palm.

"Wow--"

The water was flowing down from the sky, and Andariel was instantly filled with a cool heart, and the only blood stains left on her body were washed away. At this moment, her skin was completely exposed in front of Murphys, and a black hair fell to the waist , The chest was immature without the previous plumpness, the cold water let her hold her arms tightly, and then she raised her head tremblingly ——

"Ah!"

"Humanity?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows-he didn't have the idea of ​​dressing the once demon in front of him, but his eyes could not be removed from Andalil's body, she looked like a 13-year-old girl This kind of physical state that is about to develop but hasn't had time to develop is entirely due to her failure to "steal" Murphy's more energy...

But this is enough for her to show the beauty that once made countless people fall for it.

Time flies, as if everything was just yesterday, in the reflection of the waves under her feet, the old and ugly face has just changed back into a tentative look. For Andariel, it is like a Nirvana, after rebirth, she seems Let your heart gently cross a threshold that was once insurmountable.

"As you can see, master."

Lifting his head, Andariel smiled with a smile on his body, with a hint of indecision in his mouth.

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Purgatory, above a high mountain in endless flames.

The purgatory lord Solanda’s body is like a burning torch in the dark night. At this moment, he sits safely on a huge stone chair on the peak-the tall and carved stone chair with countless painful faces has a straight and rigid back. The dark tones are depressed and heavy. This tall chair like a hill seems to be the only artificial building here. The ground above the mountain is flowing magma oozing from under the seat. First, it is just above the "lava throne" where the temperature is up to a thousand degrees.

Solanda, who is nearly fifty meters tall, supported her cheek with one hand, her red eyes gazed at the "landscape" of the world of purgatory under the mountain, and seemed to be enjoying a few "free time".

How long has there been no plane attack?

Solanda recalled what Andariel and himself said-Ulle's plan? That is not a conspiracy for Solanda at all. The main angel wants to put all planes into chaos just like the lord of purgatory wants world peace. The surface and essence of many things are fundamentally different. The way he thinks about problems is obviously not It would be so superficial.

But this incident caused Solanda to recall the scene of the last time such a thing happened in purgatory-a flick of his finger, and a dark red inverted pentagram appeared in the air in front of him.

If this pattern appears on the human plane, it will be suppressed and opposed by even all religious people and even met with soldiers-because the inverted pentagram means that the human spirit points to hell, and this symbol is the **** The main symbol of the existence of Rhodes.

The five horns represent the five purgatory lords who perform their duties. This is the consensus of all powerful planes-but this "consensus" refers to things in the past hundred years, earlier... For example, four hundred years ago, five The meaning of Mengxing is not so simple.

Solanda's fingertip lightly clicked on the blank space in the center of the pentagram, narrowing her eyes. The deep voice seemed to be talking to an existence in an unknown space...

"This time, it's because of you?"

The huge Pentagram did not respond, but this did not make Solanda have any unnecessary doubts. He waved his hand to disperse the circle, and began to think about the chores that might affect purgatory-obviously, in the human plane. The "Guardian" is not easy to feel the headache, although he is not injured, but forcibly propping up the space-time enchantment and releasing the aging curse does make him a bit exhausted. He thought about the clues observed on the human plane, but within a few minutes, he suddenly opened the red devil's eyes and seemed to perceive something. The sharp palm waved in the air, and the space accompanied him There was a momentary shock everywhere in the movement... Then, he narrowed his eyes and was angrily said: "I would rather die from the aging curse than come back?"

Obviously, he sensed Andariel's "death".

"It seems that I have no extra choices, do I?"

Solanda's eyes turned to the corner of the lava mountain pass under his feet-as a Rhodes-level existence, his understanding of soul and power has already exceeded the limits of ordinary people's imagination, almost staying in his corner of his territory. In an instant, a figure appeared in the place where the flame and magma sprayed thinly.

The dark red body ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ is nearly three meters tall, and six long horns representing ultimate strength-Solanda, the purgatory lord appeared in the form of "split" out of the kilometer, And at the moment he appeared, a golden light suddenly burst out in front of him!

The divine power spewed out, but the light that could have caused the death of the Purgatory Demon had no effect on Solanda. Like drizzling, he reached out his hand and gently made a squeeze. ..

The next moment, the light disappeared instantly.

In front of Solanda, an angel bound by countless chains knelt on the ground because of pain, and the light wing behind melted even half in the high temperature.

"Let me think about it... Fighting Angels outside the Magnus Council, your name should be-Calparis?"

The purgatory lord took a step forward, reached out and pinched the small, feeble angel in front of him, and lifted it up effortlessly-Calparis's armor had already shattered to ashes, and at the moment it was almost unrecognizable. His image.

"Oh... remember, death is a luxury wish on my site."