Soul of Negary

After arriving here, A Qiang's body slowly relaxed, those muscles gradually withered, and a thin figure jumped out.

A Qiang, like a corpse, jumped out of the magic circle and was breathing heavily. At the same time, some light fell on his body, a trace of muscles re-growed, and he once again changed back to that muscular man.

"In a hurry to save your companions, you stepped into our trap. You made the wrong choice, Your Royal Highness." Xu Yao said with exclamation.

He just used his teleportation ability and teleported Nora. He lost a lot of energy and needed a little time to calm down the agitated power in his body.

Therefore, Xu Yao deliberately provokes the topic and hits the will of Nora by the way. Although their will is extremely firm and a few words are difficult to shake today, even a little hesitation can decide the final victory.

"No, you are wrong, this is the right decision, and finally let me let go of the right decision!"

Nora held her sword in one hand, and her body became stronger and stronger.

The root of Nora was the outflow of the black abyss, and when the initial fire was lit, she started three times. When the sacrifice finally attracted white light, she found her seed of truth.

It's just that everything happened too fast, and his main power is the power of flame, so Nora never used her root ability.

She is in the age of flames, and she is in charge of the power of flames, but the root is the abyss.

Bai Guang and Hei Yuan, one left and one right.

Her sacrifice brought white light, but she chose the right one, that was her way, her truth.

The age of flames has passed, and the power of flames has weakened. Whether it is the breathing method, the power of the dragon, or the blood of the gods, all are weak.

The power from the root has not weakened. She does not exclude the power of the Blackpool, but the nature of this power is very difficult to control and easily affects her own.

So all she has used is her physical strength, and the various abilities brought about by the correct path under construction.

"Don't die!" Black things began to spread on Nora's body, the kind of incomprehensible, as if another kind of power beyond the world was surging.

Even Nora's beautiful figure gradually became hazy under the black breath.

Xu Yao's true black elemental spirit, which included all powers, could not distinguish what power Nora used.

Human cognition is completely incomprehensible power.

Then Xu Yao discovered that Nora was lost in her eyes, and the unknown black covered their perception.

"Maybe I made a stupid decision, but you must fail, Nora!" Xu Yao reacted, and with a move, the magic circle on the ground lit up.

If you can't recognize the power, then don't know it, and bombard with the same or even strong power, whoever loses or wins is not necessarily.

The true black Yuanling on Xu Yao flowed, flooding the whole body, and his human appearance was torn at this moment, revealing the dark body under the essence.

"Unable to recognize your position, then attack all unrecognized places!"

"True black, everything is dead!"

The fist was swung, everything shattered in front of his fist, turned into black matter, and flowed onto him.

But Xu Yao understood that he was hit in the empty space. If this continues, he might lose. If he wants to defeat the current Nora, he needs to use some means.

After a short period of panic, the apostles quickly calmed down, relying on various methods to find Nora and try to attack.

An apostle in a black robe, hidden in the shadow of the interlayer of space, opened a dark book.

On the book appeared a grievous soul full of bruises, and they were staring at the black-robed apostle, doing everything to resent and curse him.

But these resentments and curses increased the power of this book.

After biting his finger, the blood flowing from the death of a certain world dripped on the pages of the book. Under the black robe, the name "Nara Tagul" was written.

Divine power is mixed with curse power, looking for the target to launch a curse, but the closer the curse is to the target, the black robe finds that the name above is getting stranger.

He clearly remembered it as "Nara Tagul", but now, it seems impossible to understand.

That is not strange text, even if it is strange text, the book of death can be translated, but those strokes are grouped together, even if so strange.

The black-robed apostle reacted. Although nothing happened except the words became strange, but a fear but uncontrollable rise, the shadow side that was very familiar in the past, also revealed his true face at this moment.

As if the iceberg floated to sleep, the eighty percent hidden underneath appeared to people.

The iceberg is still that iceberg, but it exceeds the limit that human eyes can capture.

"It's not that I'm looking at everything, but it's all coveting me..." An inexplicable feeling appeared in the heart of the black robe, which was inexplicable even to himself.

Then "Iceberg" entered his eyes, and his mouth made an inexplicable sound, his body swelled to twist.

It was as if he could not see through the things, forced into his body.

In the end, the sound of "Bang" completely became a part of the shadow plane of the interlayer of the space, the root chain was broken, and went to where it should be.

The sinful book also collapsed in an instant, and countless dead souls flowed out of it, completely collapsed before the veil that was lifted.

Huang Mao did not rush to attack, or he was unable to attack, and he had several burned scars on his body. Whenever he used power, those scars would heat up quickly, and they would soon change. It's red.

Due to the cruelty among the apostles, he is very likely to be killed by the black hand, and the props on his body are looted.

It was only that Sakura proposed to let him play the heat, he was brought here and continued to live.

He has no choice, he must be alive, and for those in his personal space who are waiting to be saved, he must be alive.

Dragging this cursed body, Huang Mao saw Sakura, and she was no longer surrounded by fire butterflies. The soldiers also turned to ashes when they blocked Prince Lorraine. Now all she can summon is Desire and Evil. Prisoners.

There was a fear in both people's hearts, and that fear was like substance, which made them dare not speak the intelligence of Prince Lorraine at all, and could only say that they were attacked by Protoss during the pursuit.

Sakura still holds an umbrella and her eyes are calm and without waves. This woman or girl has now used her spiritual power to find enemies, driving the gods to attack those dark places that cannot be recognized, and is particularly active.

"She's looking for death..." The look of Huang Mao has seen many people desperate for their lives, including those caused by themselves, and he will not forget the kind of look.

"That woman clearly wanted to be saved, why did you give up!" Huang Mao dragged his body and rushed towards Sakura. Just in his sight, there was a person who suddenly died. Now Sakura's behavior is committing suicide.

The world is changing, Sakura doesn’t know whether she is still holding an umbrella, whether her own style is still in control, or whether she is still alive, her cognition is close to breaking, and the veil of everything is about to be. Uncover in front of her.

"There is no salvation at all. I can't get salvation, only relief." Sakura is glad that she wasn't out of control, and her disgusting father will die.

At the end of her vision was the mottled yellow, and after she slightly stunned, the originally calm face was very strange and pulled a smile.

It's not the kind of sweet smile that shows teeth, wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, and a somewhat twisted face, but it's extra real.

"That's salvation..."

Sakura's body cracked, turned into a dust and completely wiped out, disappeared in front of Huang Mao's eyes.

He was covered with hot wounds, and the mottled light wall that he tried to support collapsed under the unknown attack, the backlash caused by the collapse of the root ability, the pain caused by the burning wound, and the pain of self-blame brought him to the brink of collapse.

Another person who needed redemption and longed for redemption died before him.

Huang Mao felt that his cognition was breaking, and he might have been included in the scope of the attack. The burning scars on his body were getting brighter and brighter. The pain crushed his reason and made him faint.

The unknown black seemed to touch the wound, and after a short pause, he gave up killing him.