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That forgotten light.

One of the highest ancient gods in the holy nest.

The little knight jumped onto the suspended platform above his head, pulled out the bone nail, and challenged the radiance.

The sun on that day expanded arbitrarily, forming a pair of stretched wings, extending the body up and down, and he was approaching, as if the gods descended from the earth.

The golden light faded, and the radiant light revealed its true face.

The whole body is white and free from dust. The three spikes on the top of the head are like a crown. The deep face is decorated with a pair of golden eyes, shining brightly. The chest and abdomen are thick and soft like clouds. The back is winged, vast and constant, and the legs are like The white jade pieces are merged upright.

There is no imperfect creature.

A creature made up of light.

The glaring wheel rotates behind him, and the divinity is just like.

He uttered a long sound like a flute, proudly facing the challenge.

The suspended platform dissipated, and the little knight fell back to the square.

The radiant body hangs high above the head, the wings are slightly fanned, and the sky is bright and the sword grows straight down like an iron wall.

The little knight stepped forward and stood in the gap of the long sword array, but avoided this domineering blow.

But as the light flickered, long swords converged from all directions, and it hit like a tsunami.

The little knight jumped up and down, dodged from left to right, and danced between the blades.

The second blow of radiant light followed one after another, and a wall of golden light moved straight from the edge of the platform, and the burning air made a hissing sound. There was no way to avoid it.

The little knight rushed to the wall of light, and a dash of shadow floated behind the wall of light.

The radiant light fluttered its wings and teleported to the top of the little knight's head, with golden light in his eyes, and several laser beams were thrown scatteredly, together with the ubiquitous sword stings, to further compress the little knight's dodge room.

Suddenly, the little knight seized the opportunity, and a darkness fell to the ground, and the void shock wave recoiled and radiated light. At the same time, the little knight entered the soul state immune to attack, and hurriedly released three abyssal screams, and the ghost of Da Peng Da Peng rushed from his mask. Come out, these ghosts are black and white, like a secluded lotus half-dyed with blue silk, with a passionate and unrestrained posture, mixed with terrifying howls.

The prototype of this spell is Soul Scream. The creator is a certain dead snail shaman. The little knight obtained it from a hill full of plants in the valley of fog, and then at the bottom of the abyss, it blended with the power of the void ghost and melted. Make a more deadly scream of the abyss.

The radiant light was hit by this terrifying pure energy attack, and the divine body dimmed slightly, but it lighted up again in an instant.

He seemed to be enraged, his wings slammed, and a large number of white ground thorns protruded from the ground of the square, completely disappearing from the stand.

The little knight can only take advantage of the stabs on the ground, flying in the air, and avoiding the continuous stabbing up and down, the wall of light, and the beam of light.

This is a totally unreasonable situation.

It is no wonder that with the power of a pure container, it can only contain the radiation, not kill him.

Finally, although the little knight has done his best, he was pierced by a long sword during a short interval after a shadow charge, nailed to the ground, and the ground pierced through his thin back and pierced in front of him. Out.

Several more lightsabers pierced the little knight's body one after another, almost covering him.

The trunk, limbs, and even the head.

The little knight was completely unable to move.

The power of radiant light ran away in his body.

The mask is shattering.

pain.

It hurts too much.

...

Sure enough, the mundane cannot kill the gods?

Will the little knight's hard heart also shed bitter tears?

At the last moment of the passing of life, even if it is time, it will open up the net for the dying, allowing him to feel the miracle and splendor of the world's movement.

The little knight knew he was dying.

The pure container is a complete body, and his strength is stronger than that of the little knight.

And what does the little knight have?

He is just one of the many discarded inferior products.

His fate, his ending, is no different from the endless wreckage under the abyss.

He has struggled for so long, is it just a doll on the stage of the God of Destiny who works hard to perform?

With your eyes open, you can see the radiant world, the golden scenery is so pure and beautiful, so brilliant and magnificent, and so yearning.

But this light is so abominable to the void creation.

The eyes of the little knight's mask were open blankly.

His thinking sank to the bottom of his heart.

In that little, thin darkness.

The mission failure is a foregone conclusion.

He is still the poor little guy, hiding in his insignificant inner world, his immature mind is hidden in that dark and humid corner.

In a trance.

Countless people murmured in his ear:

"There is no will to submit"

"There is no sound of crying over suffering"

"You will kill the blind light!"

"You are a container!"

"You are a hollow knight!"

Void erupts!

Chapter 66—The Fall of God

The world of golden light, I don't know when, there is a dense darkness that cannot be removed, the shadow of the ocean rises, and the square platform is gradually engulfed by the void.