The Godsfall Chronicles

When Murrow woke up, he found his hands and feet bound, and he sat in front of a man who, when he saw the man in front of him, could not help but show deep consternation and even fear.

The other person is human.

But there are too many ways to disguise it.

Murrow himself is a master at this way, and the Wolf Sword may not use disguised means, but rather a more intelligent way of transforming itself into a human body, which can not be concealed from the cold breath of the soul, which is the silence of the elders.

Wolf sword sits opposite each other with a cup of hot tea, three shadows stand behind him, one god, one demon, cloud god, heaven, winter snow, Murrow has no idea of resistance, not that he is not confident to break free from this bondage, nor that he is not sure to deal with these three guys.

Instead, the ravens are self-aware.

Even if the current power of the Wolf Sword does not exist, and even if the Wolf Sword makes itself a complete human being through rebirth, the sense of oppression caused by this man to the raven is still so strong, as if he encountered natural enemies, since he dared to sit here like this, he must have had the certainty to eat himself long ago.

“Well, since you're sober, you don't talk too much.” The Wolf Sword put the teacup down and took out a dark blue bead from somewhere: “You should understand your situation, and you should understand the choices you should make right now, so make your own choices, or should I help you make yours? ”

The Wolf Sword has a very peaceful tone.

But the ruthlessness hidden in it makes the ravens feel chilly.

Elder means are not beneath the raven, and he can even deprive the raven of its knowledge, wisdom and ability to completely turn the raven into a useless piece of waste.

Waste is of no value.

Murrow didn't want to be a waste, let alone an enemy of the Wolf Sword, and everything he did was better, or he loved his will, his wisdom and his life so much that he knew exactly what to do now.

This bead is brought out of a demonic abyss.

It can be described as a manipulator, or as a poison.

The beads can transform and release a subatomic particle, which will permeate the spirit and henceforth be impenetrable in the infiltrated spirit, becoming a constraint on each other.

Wolf swords can easily and accurately locate each other, whether infiltrated or fleeing to the corner of the sky, in just one thought can kill them.

That is.

The raven had to make a choice.

After a few seconds of silence, the dark blue beads were finally held in his hand, and the beads immediately evaporated into countless light particles, penetrating through the hands of the raven, quickly penetrating through the body to reveal a painful expression of the raven.

But the process was quick.

When the raven loosened his hand, he found that the beads in his palm were gone.

Though the Demon Nation could not make an expression, from his eyes, at this moment the ink graffiti is a lost thought, the rapidly merging of highly toxic spiritual particles into the spirit of the ink graffiti, has now been transformed into a part of the body of the ink graffiti, henceforth the ink graffiti will be directly controlled by the Wolf Sword.

In a sense, the Wolf Sword is the owner of the raven.

Murrow's body changed, from the body of a tall demon tribe, to the face of a human old man again quickly, to the face of a wolf sword, after all, he was an old monster who lived a thousand years, so it was clear what should be done now and what should not be done: “What should we do next? ”

Younger than the Demon King, there are some unlike heirs.

Murrow is more willing to look at the elder horse head. After all, the prestige of the demonic elder is only the presence of the second demonic king. As long as the demonic elder is willing to return to the demonic abyss, his followers will not be in a small number, at least stronger than the current cloud hawk.

The Wolf Sword said, "I need to complete a ritual. This body is too weak. ”

The Wolf Sword looked at his hands, and this body was indeed too weak and too weak to bear, so now he needs a whole new body.

The Great War of God is about to begin.

In the case of the Cloud God, in about half a month, the Legion of the Divine Nation will arrive here. In the current situation, there is no room for confrontation with the Divine Nation.

Murrayton realized, “Is it a rebirth ritual? ”

Murrow knows that the old Demon King and the elders got a rebirth device together.

As for exactly how to get it, it was not clear even to the raven that he knew that the reincarnation device was very precious and could not even find it in the Divine Clan.

For more than a thousand years, the Elder of the Demon Nation, in order to escape the search of the Divine King, and to better conceal his identity, is through this instrument, constantly transforming himself, eventually becoming like this.

The Wolf Sword nods its head: “The official rebirth device. ”

Suddenly a strange look appeared in the heart of the raven, whispering: “Has the elder found the right container? ”

The Wolf Sword looked at him and said, "You seem to mean something. ”

“My subordinates believe that, with the wisdom and ability of the elders, it is completely unnecessary to follow the orders of others, especially an outsider with little prestige.” Murrow took his word for it and finally said this: “The Demon King will choose the cloud eagle to be the heir, nothing more than to see his spiritual strength coincide with the Demon King. If the elder takes the body of the cloud eagle directly, you are the new generation of the Demon King, and I think everyone will sincerely accept this result. ”

The cloud gods, the heavens, and the winters are snowflakes, and their eyes have changed somewhat.

The Wolf Sword seizes the body of the Cloud Eagle and directly obtains the identity of the Demon King, replacing it?

In this way, the Wolf Sword may acquire some of the talents of the Cloud Eagle, at least with the space talent of the Demon King, so that, together with the spiritual power and prestige of the Wolf Sword himself, he can integrate the Devil's abyss with human forces in the shortest possible time, forming a strong enough army against the Divine Invaders.

“Oh! That's a great proposition! ”

Murrow rejoiced, ready to speak, suddenly felt a sense of corrosion, spreading from the depths of his soul, as if there were hundreds of needles, injecting a highly corrosive solution into his soul at the same time, making him feel unbearable and intense pain.

Even the strong will of the devil is intolerable at this moment.

The raven screamed, immediately kneeling on the ground, smoke all over his body, blue muscle burst, like countless earthworms running underneath, his throat stuck in a piece of charcoal and sighed: “No, my elder, forgive me...”

The Wolf Sword coldly said to the Murrow: "Remember your identity. If you dare to make such a suggestion again, I do not recommend that you be abolished immediately. ”

The raven is unwilling.

He doesn't know what he's saying wrong.

What qualifies that human being as a demon king?

Even if he possesses a powerful gift and strength, he will finally know a human being!

But the raven did not dare to defy the will of the elders, so he had to scratch his scalp and say: "Yes, yes, no more! ”

The Wolf Sword said faintly: “I don't need you for now. From today on, you'll be honest with the Demon King. If you let me know what little action there is, you know, I have a way to make you regret coming to this world. ”

The ravens had to do as they were told.

Who puts their lives under each other's control?

After Murrow left, the Wolf Sword smiled cold and did not care about him. He is very busy now and has no time to deal with this role.