The Godsfall Chronicles

The head stays intact forever and night, the rest is full of mutated tissue, and for locally deleted areas, it is biochemical constructed with high intensity, so a special system of survival must be established in the body, so that special gases must be absorbed and maintained to prevent exclusion of the various parts.

The respiratory mask has been broken at night and the respiratory tube has leaked, spraying red misty gas. And this is the substance that survives forever and night, losing these life-supporting biomass, sticking to it for half a day at the most, will be completely excluded and eventually weakened to death.

This state of life is undoubtedly extremely painful.

Every minute and every second has to endure intolerable pain. I'm afraid the ordinary man can't hold on for even a few days, but the everlasting night lasted for more than seven years. Nobody knows how these thousands of days and nights, how he really persisted.

“You are… dust! ”

The Divine Descent is one with the Silver Moon, there is no secondary division, there is no multiple personality. Only after being branded with thoughts, so losing all emotional ability while maintaining absolute loyalty to the mountain.

Thought branding is a shackle of unsolved thought.

Even the mighty as God is branded, can't get rid of it, let alone ordinary people?

The determination of the will of the Silver Moon is not helpful. Her behavior is completely disturbed by ideological branding. At this time, the emotions of the Silver Moon, but spiritual fluctuations and strong sadness emerge.

The silver moon is briefly lost.

This is a very good opportunity.

Ten fingers of a thousand faces gently bounced, countless tiny shadows were released, spreading from the ground to the foot of the silver moon, these shadows suddenly bounced off the ground like rope, strapping the body of the silver moon into it, as she launched a powerful restraint to trap the silver moon, shouting to the perpetual night: “Do it! Attack her eyes! ”

Immediately hold the knife in your hand at night.

The Gods looked down and restored the way the cost came.

She looked at the everlasting night with indifference and no emotional fluctuations in her eyes: "Are you sure you can do this? ”

Slightly overnight.

“You think this little trick is like beating me?” The Divine Speech Room, the idols around it, suddenly changes, releasing a powerful energy from it, all added to the divine servants in the sky, so that each of these divine servants can shine a light, gain energy in a short period of time to replenish it several times more powerful, “You can't stop this! ”

Dozens of Godsmen rushed here quickly.

The shadows can feel the power of these gods.

If the forces of these god servants were combined, they would have no chance of resistance at all.

Shinto Silver Moon was able to clearly see the next change. She thought she couldn't do it at all. But she was surprised to see the next scene. The last chance she had was to raise the left hand razor and stab herself immediately. This knife was in no way a bluff. It really pierced Silver Moon's body and split it it alive.

The Gods don't understand why this is happening.

Isn't this the father of Silver Moon?

Do you want to kill your own daughter?

Despite seeing all of this, the Gods had no expression and no fear, and silver eyes filled with indifferent chills, as if they were looking at something that had nothing to do with them, as if there was no fear of bullying without fear of attack.

Sure.

As foreseen by the Divine.

Everlasting Night seemed determined to launch an attack on the Silver Moon with a razor blade.

The blow was unreserved or even concealed, and if it were possible, Silver Moon would surely die.

“Stop it! ”

Shadow's face changed so much, she doesn't understand why she did it? Is he really going to kill Silver Moon? Kill your own daughter?

The eyes of eternal night are only firm.

That is an irreversible determination.

This knife will never be merciful, even if it kills Silver Moon!

But the Gods still looked at him with indifference, and there was no slight panic.

Who knows, at this time, something unexpected happened, a figure appeared in the middle, lifted a hand, blocked the attack, and bounced back the eternal night.

Block the perpetual night attack with your hands? This is incredible!

This person was dressed in black, his right hand held the shining blade of thunder, and his left hand released a pale white barrier. The purple ray knife was embedded in this barrier, so he couldn't get in, couldn't hurt each other, and couldn't kill the Shinto Silver Moon.

“Cloudhawk! ”

When Shadowface saw this man, he immediately took a long and relaxing breath.

The cloud eagle will appear in this place, only to show that the battle has been solved, with the personal involvement of the cloud eagle, this already very difficult battle has become much easier.

No wonder the Divine had just been bullied, and she had obviously seen the emergence of a cloud hawk.

Never mind, never pause, draw the razor knife, another blow.

Purple blades collide violently with lightning blades to spark.

Everlasting nights are bounced directly by the eagle.

After all, the strength of the two is far apart.

The cloudhawk frowned: “What are you doing? ”

The sound of the night was hoarse and full of pain: "No one knows her better than I do! Now kill her for her own good! ”

Is it really scary to die?

No, sometimes it's a relief!

The Silver Moon is more important for everlasting nights than life.

But just because I have a good understanding of my daughter, I can clearly realize how much sin and pain Silver Moon will bear, how much silver moon will lose its eyes, how much silver moon will lose its dreams, how little dignity Silver Moon will lose, and how much truth Silver Moon will know about herself, which will make her live worse than death in the future.

Why not end her life with your own hands?

The domain door has been opened again. If the battle cannot be ended quickly, tens of millions of lives are at stake. This domain is the hope of all mankind, which makes it necessary to make such a decision at night!

“If there's anything to carry together, I won't let you mess around, and you're not qualified to make decisions for her! ”

The cloudhawk doesn't know if the idea of eternal night is right, but believes that the Silver Moon is not so fragile, let alone a woman who easily escapes her responsibilities and mission! Whatever happens in the future, the Eagle is willing to share for the Silver Moon, and there's nothing in the world that really doesn't go away.

The Gods coldly said, "It's too late! ”

The shadow swung and instantly became more than a dozen.

With a spike in each hand, the moment he rushed out into the void.

The silver moon broke free of shadow constraints, her eyes flashed with silver light, countless images flashed in front of her, she had seen all the attack trajectories, the shadow attack attempted to make no sense in front of the silver moon, raised her hand to wave the holy light dust-free, the curved blade emitted into the sky, the two shadows cut in half.

The sword fell and started hurricane-like energy again. A dozen windstorms condensed with sword gas blew past it, rolling up several shadow parts, pushing them from above the platform to altitude outside the platform and tearing them apart in mid-air.

She's going too fast!

She was too precise!

She is able to see all the movement of the opponent completely.

There are dozens more god servants around to support the battle. How can it be easy to talk about this situation if you want to win?

Thousands of chances are few, but they are unwilling to give up their chances of saving the Silver Moon. All the problems are in the eyes. As long as they destroy the Silver Moon's time eyes, she may be able to return to normal and no longer be manipulated by the will of the Divine King.

The silver moon instantly produced three swords.

Every sword has a powerful explosive power!

The shadow blocked the front of the split body, it was immediately defeated, and the prince was also struck by one of the swords, forced out of the void, and backwards several steps. The cloudhawk looked at the mighty silver moon and was in a very heavy mood, holding onto the weapon in his hand.

I had to do it myself this time.