I Made the Myth Template

Chapter 330 Liar

Brunhil breaks out of the dungeon in José's wasteland.

Avoid the patrolling guards, leave the blazing battlefield filled with smoke, and rush towards Prince City.

on the road,

The horrific scenes that happened on the battlefield kept replaying in her mind.

For the first time Brynhildr felt powerless.

at the end.

What impressed me most was what Kuhlman said to himself.

"The Holy Mountain is no longer pure. Perhaps it is a good choice to leave from here." Brunhil said with emotion.

The environment in the wild is complex.

Coupled with the long distance and increasingly chaotic situation.

By the time Brunhil arrived at Prince City where his companions were, it was already midnight.

Under the moonlight.

It's still the endless fields.

This beautiful sight made Brunhil's tense emotions relax a little. She finally had time to take a breath, and Medes' moving smile appeared in front of her.

Keep going.

Brunhil's pupils suddenly shrank and he stopped.

She stared with a horrified look on her face, clenching her fists almost uncontrollably.

in front of.

Prince City does not have tall walls outside the city.

Two huge fires were burning brightly, and the greasy and rancid smell hit their faces, making it difficult to open their eyes.

Wait until you walk in.

Only then did Brunhil realize that what was burning in the fire was not firewood or the like.

But human corpses.

Among the piles of corpses were old people and children, and some of the faces of Brynhildr felt particularly familiar.

Most of their deaths were miserable. Some were split in half from the middle, some were beheaded, and some were brutally quartered. What's even more terrifying is that judging from the remaining ashes outside the city.

These are not the only two similar piles of corpses.

In the firelight.

The crusaders wearing huge kinetic armor threw the corpses in their hands into the blazing fire without mercy, just like dragging cargo.

The flames burned more and more vigorously.

Brunhil also felt his remaining sanity burning together.

She emerged from the darkness.

The crusaders stopped what they were doing when they saw the scarred Valkyrie, and some of the guys without helmets had surprised looks on their faces.

Behind the city walls.

Brunhil also saw Decathlon wearing a thick cotton coat.

The guy showed a look of surprise and fear after seeing Brunhil, but it was quickly replaced by confidence.

He smiled.

The body like a meatball walked towards Brunhil with its head held high.

"Your Excellency Valkyrie."

Decathlon saluted, "Dear Valkyrie, without your intervention, the rebels have been put down. Most of the rioters have been eliminated, and a few have been punished."

Behind him were several heavily armed Crusaders.

See Brynhil's soft face motionless in the firelight.

Decathlon felt guilty and swallowed a gulp of saliva.

But he still refused to give up and said loudly, "I'm sorry, but this is the order of the Holy Mountain, and I am only responsible for executing it."

Said.

He took out a parchment scroll from his arms.

On the cover of the scroll, there is an anti-counterfeiting mark unique to the Holy Mountain.

Brunhil just glanced down and saw that the sign on it was definitely not fake, and Decathlon, as the local city lord, would never have the guts to do such a thing.

only…

"I should have told you that you would guarantee the survival rights of those refugees."

Brunhil said.

Her eyes were faint, and the scarlet moonlight coated her body with a layer of blood that could not be melted away. In an instant, it was as if Shura had descended.

"I…"

Cold sweat broke out on Decathlon's fat forehead.

But he still put on a look of desperation, and spoke in a miserable and disgusting tone: "But as the city lord, protecting the city is my first duty, and I am only executing the orders from above. That’s all.”

He spread his hands and continued:

"Your Highness Brunhil, as a nobleman, you can understand our difficulties."

"No, not anymore."

The crackling sound of the flames sounded, as if the souls of the victims were echoing from afar. The crusaders subconsciously held the guns in their hands, but they still felt cold all over.

"what do you want to do?"

Darkness swallowed the Valkyrie's gray-blue pupils.

Huge fear enveloped Decathlon's heart and he screamed loudly, like a trembling mouse.

"Are you going to betray the Holy Mountain?"

"No, it was the Holy Mountain that betrayed its people." Brunhil said seriously.

She stretched out her hand and shook it forward.

Invisible ripples bloomed from the tall body of the Valkyrie to the outside, the fire light solidified, ripples rippled in the moonlight, and Decathlon's high-pitched voice completely solidified.

Bang!

Huge power erupted from the city lord's body from the inside out.

Like a bloody firework.

Broken limbs and heads flew in different directions, internal organs were torn everywhere, and a fishy smell assaulted his nostrils.

The two Crusaders following Decathlon subconsciously raised their guns and pointed them at Brunhil. However, when they realized what a stupid thing they were doing, they kept their rifles still in fear. feet.

Brunhil strode forward into the city.

"Where's Medes?"

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Brunhil's voice was cold.

"It was an angel. It was an angel who took your companion away." The fat tavern owner knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling.

"Have you finally come this far?"

When entering Prince City.

Brunhil also once thought about whether one day he would be on the opposite side of the Holy Mountain.

but.

She never thought about it.

This day will come so quickly, and there will be no room for maneuver.

She looked up.

Only then did I realize that before I knew it, dawn had arrived again.

When leaving the city, the Crusaders were releasing the rebels from the cages.

In one of the cages.

Brunhil saw Grus, the former Crusader who had become dying.

One of his eyes was brutally gouged out, his face was gray, and his work clothes were stained with black blood. After seeing Brunhil, he opened his mouth and wriggled his lips feebly.

His tongue was cut out, so he couldn't make any sound.

But through the rhythm of the rising and falling of his lips, Brunhil could still understand what he was saying to himself.

"fraud."

Brunhil took a deep breath.

Bury all these things in your heart and rush towards the Holy Mountain.

Western continent.

Somewhere in an inconspicuous barren mountain.

Jamiya, who has the body of a snake and a snake's tail, opens her arms, and the golden sunshine flows on her beautiful curves.

The skin is dazzlingly white.

"Things are going a little bit out of control."

In the spiritual world.

Su Heng, who had not been able to rest all night, spoke to Jia Miya slowly, his voice slightly tired.

"Every improvement in life level is a qualitative change, and the further you go, the more astonishing the change becomes." Jamia put down her arms and stretched her muscles, "If that little girl wants to go to the Holy Mountain, I'm afraid she will encounter Some trouble."

"I can smell angels in the sensory world."

"Are you sure?" Su Heng asked worriedly.

"I said, I won't lose to anyone again." Jamiya had a smile on her face and her voice was full of confidence.

"and…"

In the vast sky, dark clouds rolled, and Adam and Garen could be faintly seen standing side by side in the huge steel city amid the flashes of lightning. In the sky on the other side, the shadow dragon's nearly kilometer-long body was also circling and soaring, speaking in its mouth. Blooming with brilliant light.

Four major templates come together.

It was also the first time for Su Heng to see such a scenery.

Brunhil stopped.

The distance from Prince City to the Holy Mountain is thousands of kilometers.

But for the Valkyrie at full speed, a round trip only takes less than half a day.

When she left the city of Prince, the sky was not yet completely lit up. Before noon, the tall and majestic Holy Mountain had already appeared in the shadow of the trees in front of her.

That's why she stopped.

It's not that I feel hesitant or afraid.

As a Valkyrie, she may have been deceived in the past, but once she made up her mind, she would not hesitate at all.

Even though this battle is likely to cost him his life, Brunhil still dares to risk everything for the people he loves and for the responsibilities he bears.

only…

"Why are you here?"

Brunhil holds a spear, and the silver-white radiation condenses into a gleaming slim-fitting suit.

On the path in the forest, a giant silver-white wolf appeared right in front of Brunhil, with an elegant posture and looking at her with a gentle look.

"Do you remember what I said to you before I left?"

White Wolf spoke.

"I know."

Brynhildr replied, "But everything comes at a cost, doesn't it?"

"Sometimes this sentence is not wrong, but now, it is a different situation." Bai Lang shook his head and said, "We have a common goal, so I am willing to lend my strength to this matter. you."

silence.

After a long time, Brunhil said seriously, "Thank you."

"No matter what, if I am still alive after this thing is completed, I will not forget the kindness involved."

"I am not helping you to take away your power, or for specific rewards. I simply want to make those who have devoted everything to the survival and revival of the Terraria world make their efforts worthwhile."

"For a better tomorrow... nothing more."

White Wolf groaned.

What came to mind was Merrill's crying and laughing expression on the treetops.

"I see."

Brunhil put down the weapon in his hand, walked to the white wolf, stretched out his hand and clenched it, his fist suspended in mid-air.

The white wolf lowered his head.

Golden sunlight passes through the shade of lush trees.

In the shadows, the girl's fist collided with the white wolf's furry claws, making a muffled sound.

"Variety…"

Wangjing City, somewhere in a mysterious space.

In the dark secret room, the white pupil black phoenix and the black pupil white phoenix were intertwined and rotated around each other, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern.

The black death fire burned silently in the void.

The Yin Yang Tai Chi diagram is in the center.

Youdu was wearing a long black dress and sat cross-legged on it. The black fog in his eyes gradually dissipated and his eyes became clear again.

"The time of the catastrophe has been brought forward, but it is not necessarily a bad thing."

He reached out and gently brushed it.

The phantoms of insect swarms, beast legions, divine angels, and subspace demons stepped out of the flames one after another.

"If these opponents break out together like they did in the golden age of the past, then even if there is a miracle of change, there will be no chance of survival.

But fortunately, those alien races are also rivals, so there is a glimmer of hope in fighting each other. "

"That's fine."

Youdu waved his hand, and the shadows in the sky disappeared instantly.

At the same time, she also stood up from the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram and took a step forward. Her entire figure suddenly spread out and disappeared from the vast space.

Holy Mountain in Jordan.

The time has reached noon, and the sun is strong.

The peaceful and peaceful urban area on the Holy Mountain in the past seemed quite tense at the moment. A group of Crusaders appeared in the large square outside the Dome Temple.

They are tall, generally between two and a half to three meters tall.

He wears black iron armor, with sharp iron spikes extending from the shoulder armor and joints.

At a glance.

There are thousands of holy soldiers.

Standing on the white marble square, it looks like a silent iron tower.

Every Crusader is at least an evolver of the second life level, and there are even strong men who have set foot on the real level, with strength comparable to that of a bishop.

Under the mobilization of some special power, gleams of light emanated from the bodies of these crusaders, condensing into translucent jade bowls, and tilted upside down above the domed cathedral for anyone who set foot in this square.

They will all be greatly suppressed in an instant.

Even a red archbishop would find it difficult to move even if he was in it.

Even evolvers at the fourth life level will be significantly affected when faced with a formation composed of thousands of high-level evolvers.

sometimes.

Quantitative changes can really lead to qualitative changes.

Thousands of black-armored Crusaders separated to the left and right sides, leaving a passage in the middle of the square.

All around.

There are many nobles watching.

Their faces were horrified, even in such a serious occasion, but they still couldn't help but whisper.

"Have you heard? The Valkyrie betrayed the Holy Mountain."

"It's really terrible. She colluded with foreigners and killed the garrison and people in Jose City. She also brutally killed the lord of Prince City."

"The city lord met me once, and he was very kind. I can't forget the time we had tea together. It's a pity, hey..."

There were expressions of regret on the faces of these nobles.

"But Valkyrie, who has always been the jewel of the proud church of the Holy Mountain, why did she suddenly choose her."

There are also some nobles who find it difficult to accept this fact.

On the one hand, they have always believed that the Holy Mountain is the most powerful force on the Western Continent. Even in the entire world of Terraria, only Wangjing City on the eastern continent of Artis can barely compete with it.

On the other hand, in the propaganda of the church in the past.

The Valkyrie Brunhil has always appeared in various stories and rituals with a glorious figure.

In particular, the number of people in the upper city of the Holy Mountain is not particularly large. Some of the nobles and clergy often meet and greet Brunhil. The Valkyrie is modest and beautiful, and she has left a good impression on these nobles.

"Hey..." A noble sighed, "Who knows, I heard that angel said that the Valkyrie was contaminated by something unclean, and her temperament changed drastically."

"Wait a moment!"

Someone suddenly lowered his voice and said tremblingly: "She is here, the Valkyrie is really back."

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