Ayss Domination

In the gloomy underground ditch.

A group of fallen men dressed in black robes gathered around. A large space has been opened up here. In the center is a ten-meter-wide altar, surrounded by faint flames, and under the altar is a huge magic circle.A weird phantom can also be seen faintly nearby, and the vague appearance does not seem to be a physical body, but a semi-spiritual form.A priest wearing a dark red robe knelt under the altar, surrounded by dark warriors with heavy armor scattered all around, staring at the surroundings with cold eyes.

"Your High Priest."

The dark red figure under the altar had a respectful expression, and said solemnly: "I still haven't found the breath of the first god son. The descendants of the dragon slayer have already drawn out the cursed weapon. Our manpower has suffered heavy losses. Amber City is stronger. Members of the Druids have also appeared, and they have been very hostile to us recently, thinking that we have broken the balance."

"What should we do next?"

The gloomy flames turned into obscure figures, and the high priest's voice was as cold as an undead, and said angrily: "Who is it? Who is repeatedly interfering with my lord's arrangements? You trash has not yet Can you find out the whereabouts of the first son of God? I have given you the predicted position in advance. Why did the ceremony not begin until now?"

The priest in the dark red robe looked terrified, and a large cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He explained: "The strength of White Horse City is very strong. There are many powerful existences here. The members of the Northland Witch are also here. We have been waiting until the White Horse Guard departs. To deal with the ogre tribe, after the terrible storm lord left, it was time for the ceremony to be found. In Amber City we lost all the horror knights, and now the manpower is not very abundant."

"Your High Priest, I have tried my best!"

"Trash!" The ghost roared angrily, raised his hand and pointed to the front. The head of the priest in the dark red robe burst like a watermelon. He glanced at the believer below, and pointed out: "From today you are The new priest of fear, my lord will give you divine power to increase your power. Now let others start preparing immediately. We will spread the sacred ritual to the entire south. The power of fear will awaken all the gods. You must find out as soon as possible The whereabouts of the first son of God."

The fallen man in black robes stood up in fear, and cautiously said: "Your High Priest. If the ceremony begins in full, then all the gods will gradually wake up, and the power of our lord will be dispersed to them. At that time, the first one The whereabouts of the Son of God is even more difficult to find. Moreover, when other Sons of God wake up early, the power of the first Son of God will be greatly weakened, which is not conducive to our plan to resurrect the master."

The high priest gave him a cold look and said coldly, "I know."

"But you incompetent wastes have missed the opportunity, and the prophecy has already shifted. Now we can only wake up all the gods and strengthen the power of fear in the killing. Although the power of my lord will be dispersed, it is fear. The power of's still exists in this world, as long as all the other gods die, all the powers of the gods will automatically gather on the body of the first god's son!"

"Your task is to ensure that the first son of God can live to the end of the ceremony. He is the strongest and the weakest. Only in this way can the Lord's will be resurrected on him!"

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White Horse City.

The figure of the Storm Lord leaped across the street. Suddenly, she stopped and suddenly jumped and landed on the roof, staring at a warrior in blood red and heavy armor in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Why did you kill the dragon sword? Pull it out?"

A warrior in a blood-red armor stopped and glanced at her coldly and said: "The gods have lost contact. The coming chaos is foreseeable. White Horse City needs the power of this sword."

Lord Storm’s expression was very stiff, and he said in a condensed voice, “Don’t you know the curse above?”

"I know." The heavy armored warrior squeezed the long sword in his hand and slowly said: "The owner of this sword will die in the hands of the dragon. It killed twelve dragons, and the owner of the five terms will eventually Died at the hands of the dragon."

"But I am the guardian of White Horse City!"

"You are just an outsider, this city should be guarded by me! This is my innate mission!"

A crackling flash of lightning.

Lord Storm’s expression was ugly, and her expression seemed very angry. She took a deep breath and turned to leave, coldly saying: "Stupid guy! The curse on this sword is more terrifying than you think!"

"You will regret it sooner or later."

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On the peaceful wilderness.

Sauron and Golia are silent, the flames in the distance have dissipated, and it seems that White Horse City has not been attacked by the meteor burst.At this moment, Vivian in the carriage suddenly trembled all over, her cute little face showed a hint of horror, her little hands were holding something indiscriminately, and the expression on her face became more and more frightened. He curled up in the corner of the carriage, and muttered: "Go away!...you monsters!...Go away all to me!...If you don't go away, my brother will kill you all!...You won't leave yet! Open?!...I will call brother if I don’t go away!..."

Sauron's expression changed slightly in an instant.

He quickly rushed into the carriage, reached out and held Vivienne's little hand, and said anxiously: "Vivienne! What's wrong? Have a nightmare?!"

Goliath's expression also changed slightly, and she followed in quite nervously. Because the speed was too fast, she ran into Sauron. Once she grasped Vivian's little hand, she gently shook her and said: "Wake up! Vivian! Wake up soon? Did you have a nightmare?"

The little girl opened her eyes slowly. She looked around timidly, and when she saw Sauron's figure, she rushed towards him, like a kitty, she ran into his arms as hard as she could. The little hand was still dead. Grasping firmly by the corner of his clothes.After hearing the words of the two of them, he nodded as if he had lingering fear, and said in a low voice, "Yes. Vivienne saw a lot of monsters, there were fires, and a lot of blood."

monster?

Sauron and Goliath looked at each other, and while comforting the frightened little girl, they asked, "What kind of monster?"

Vivian carefully recalled for a moment, her little face was slightly pale, and she whispered: "That kind of monster is still on fire. It looks very ugly and ugly. It has two horns on its head. They have big wings on their backs and a cow-like tail. Their feet seem to be hooves. They surround me and say something, and they are fierce to me!"

"I...I'm not afraid of them!... If I tell them that I dare to come over, I will call my brother!... Then they disappeared."

demon?!

Sauron's face was pale, he glanced at Goliath next to him, then nodded gently, calming the little girl carefully.Until her mood gradually calmed down, Goliath winked outside the carriage. Sauron covered Vivian's body with a blanket and watched her grasp the corner of her clothes, and said softly: "My brother is there. Outside, tell Sister Goliath something, and come in immediately to accompany you."

"good or not?"

Vivienne nodded nicely, let go of her little hand and sat beside the carriage.

Sauron walked out with a stiff expression. Goliath seemed to have arranged a spell barrier, and then looked at him and said, "You don't know about it?"

"Yes." Sauron nodded solemnly.

Goliya glanced inside the carriage, and then slowly said: "Vivian may really be the son of God, and it may also be the heir of the Abyss Demon God."

Sauron didn't answer, but he squeezed the scimitar in his palm, and the muscles of his body were tense, as if he would launch an attack in the next moment.

"You!...Why are you so wary of this person?!..." Goliath raised her eyebrows with anger, and pointed her finger at Sauron a little angrily: "Will I be against you just because she is a son of God?" I have done so much during this period, and there is no way for you to treat me as a friend?"

Sauron relaxed a little, but still pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and said softly, "I'm sorry. I'm too nervous."

"You also know my previous experience with Vivienne. It's hard for me to believe in others."

Goliya's face eased a little, and she sighed: "You must have had a hard time before."

Sauron did not answer this, but just said: "I have a vague memory of Vivienne's biological father. If she is really the Son of God, then the matter is very serious."

"Yes." Golia took a look inside the car, with a hint of compassion on her face, and slowly said: "The abyss demon gave birth to children for a certain purpose. The most likely thing is that a certain abyss demon foresaw herself. After his fall, he left the Son of God in the mortal world, and finally resurrected with the body of the Son of God after his own fall."

"There have been two demon gods who have done this, one is the god of slaughter and the other is the god of tyranny."

"The God of Slaughter failed, and the Son of God he left behind destroyed him, and eventually the priest of Slaughter fell into the hands of other gods. However, the God of Tyranny succeeded. He was resurrected on the body of his son, and the sad Son of God has not responded yet. Coming over, he has been deprived of his divine death, and the tyrant god is resurrected from his broken body."

Goliath let out a sigh and slowly said: "If Vivian is really the son of God, then her future road is destined to be very difficult!"

Sauron's palm was very pale because of excessive force. He looked at Goliath before him, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I will kill him! Destroy him completely! If he can't be found in the world, I will Go to the abyss and kill him! No one can hurt Vivian, not even a god!"

Goliya's eyes softened a lot, she whispered softly: "This is not just a confrontation of power, but also will and faith!"

"I think you need an ally."

A white arm stretched out. This was the second time Sauron held this hand, but the meaning was completely different.

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