Act 216 Curtain IX

"teacher!?"

There was a crisp and surprised cry from behind. Brando turned around in surprise and saw Huang Huo with black hair and shawl walking out of the place of death. She was wearing a red-bottomed gold phoenix oriental-style dress. Wearing a thick swordsman uniform and holding a sword, Mr. Liu and Fang Qi were followed behind him.

"Huang Huo, why are you here?" Brando was stunned for a moment and asked in shock.

"Miss Delphine asked us to come here." Huanghuo glanced at the prime minister's daughter standing next to Brando and replied.

"It's Her Majesty's wish." Delphine lowered his head and explained softly.

"Aren't you afraid that she will catch us all?" Brando said angrily.

The prime minister's daughter did not speak. She looked at the former calmly, and Brando understood the woman's meaning from her eyes. She deliberately tied Huang Huo, the Jiu Feng princess, to her chariot so that he could Queen Madara throws the rat weapon into the trap.

"It's really unnecessary."

Delphine didn't fight back, but Huang Huo defended her: "It's not Miss Delphine's fault, teacher, it was Huang Huo's intention."

Brando shook his head. Although he was a smart student, he was still a little too naive in front of Delphine, a thoughtful woman. After being sold, he had to count money for others, but now Delphine is his subordinate. , he was too embarrassed to reveal it to his face, so he only turned his head and glared at the latter.

"Master officiant, what exactly does Her Majesty the Queen mean?" He turned around and asked.

Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently again, there were several cracks, and several holes several inches wide extended from the wall on one side. The second half of Brando's words got stuck in his throat subconsciously. He turned around and saw that the wall of the hall had begun to tilt, and Andrea in that direction also lifted up. Watch this scene.

Without saying a word, Brando immediately grabbed the prime minister's daughter beside him, grabbed Huang Huo's hand with his other hand, and shouted:

"run!"

With that said, he had already dragged Phoenix Fire and rushed into the Sanctuary of Death. There was someone faster than him. That was Andrea. She spread her wings of light and surpassed everyone in an instant. After turning a few steps, she reached the gate of the Sanctuary of Death. Inside the gate was an open patio, about three hundred feet long and wide, covered in greenery. The meadow was planted with plants such as laurel, black roses and heather. Brando landed on the lawn in one stride and threw Delphine and Phoenix Fire onto the meadow. Then use the thread of law to firmly support the two people.

Just behind him, the building corridor on the south side of the Holy See of the Dead suddenly collapsed with several crisp cracking sounds, smoke and dust rose high, and a series of coughs came from behind. Only then did Fang Qi and Mr. Liu leave in disgrace. Got out of it. Brando looked past the two of them and understood that the collapse of the building would not hurt the elemental civilized strong man, but he soon saw the spotless Priest Philip. He slowly walked out of the smoke and dust with a calm look on his face.

Seeing that the three of them were safe, Brando had time to remove the thread of law. Let Huang Huo and Delphine land slowly on the ground, and the princess of the Nine Phoenix Kingdom bowed her hands to him respectfully: "Thank you, teacher, for rescuing them."

Brando waved his hand indifferently. He only acted subconsciously because Huang Huo was still young, but in fact, even if he didn't take action, the former might not be injured.

"Teacher's kindness is as heavy as a mountain. Huang Huo is not polite." Huang Huo replied seriously.

Brando could only accept her bow helplessly. He, a student, and Haruze seemed to be two extremes. One had a cowardly character and rarely had any opinions, while the other was rigid. Stick to the rules and act like a little grown-up.

He raised his head and looked at the environment inside the sanctuary. In fact, Andrea, who entered the sanctuary first, had already been looking around - just like most religious buildings in Warnd, the sanctuary of the Temple of the Dead Moon The temple was also built in a small garden. The patio courtyard in this majestic building was popular in the year of the return of glory. Its luxurious and serious style soon formed the standard of religious architecture. The monks of Warnd believed that being close to nature has the advantage of being close to nature. It is conducive to the harmony of body and mind,

It is the best environment for meditation and quiet prayer, and the Dead Moon believers followed suit and built such a sanctuary in the Dead Moon Temple.

However, the style of the undead is naturally very different from that of humans and elves. What was a good patio garden turned into a spooky cemetery. On the dark green meadow, there were black and white roses scattered, and there were flowers as thick as arms. There are thorns and several tombstones. The people who can be buried in this place must be saints of a certain era.

By the way, if the saint is not expelled from the Temple of the Dead Moon, he will not be resurrected as an undead. This is blasphemy to the goddess, and this is also a tradition of the Temple of the Dead Moon.

At the other end of the patio, there was a pale Baroque pavilion covered with gloomy vines. Brando glanced over there and didn't see what Delphine said the undead were building. Turning around, he asked Priest Philip on the side:

"Master Priest, what on earth is going on?"

But Priest Philip did not have time to answer his question, because at this time, Andrea suddenly shouted:

"careful!"

Priest Philip's usually dull face suddenly showed a serious expression at this moment. The man turned his head and looked into the smoke-filled ruins.

Others also followed Andrea's reminder and looked in that direction. Brando had the strongest perception and was the first to see a few long shadows extending from the diffuse smoke - that's where The south wall of the Sanctuary of the Dead no longer exists at this moment, but on the east and west sides of it, there is a small temple. A small part of it collapsed due to the impact, and a ferocious opening extended from the collapsed ruins, as if it were The knife struck the lawn, creating a bifurcated gap in the meadow in the patio garden.

At this moment, the strange shadows extended along the crack. They were like black blood flowing on the meadow before, but suddenly, they seemed to be stretched and pulled up from the ground by an invisible force. He stood up in a strange posture like a brown candy, while laughing loudly from his mouth.

The mouths of these shadows are also very strange, like a crack with no thickness, but the inside looks bloody red. They have four eyes, and there are raging flames burning inside. They laugh sharply while looking at the Saint of Death. The center surrounded him.

When Brando saw this thing, he couldn't help but screamed in his heart.

"Son of the Evil God!"

He suddenly thought of what Phillip said earlier, and his heart jumped suddenly.

The son of the evil god does not specifically refer to a certain kind of monster in Warnd. In fact, it is a general term for a class of monsters. They can be the descendants and heirs of the evil god, the larvae of evil or abomination, or the nightmares of gods. The evil thoughts that escape from them have all kinds of strange shapes, so they cannot be judged from their appearance, but they have one thing in common, which is that they have a dark and incomplete divinity.

Most people who know a little bit about religion can recognize these disgusting things at a glance. But there is no use in recognizing them, because when faced with divine creatures, most people can only wait to die.

And these shadows in front of him are not the descendants of those garbage evil gods, demigods, lesser gods or servants of gods. Brando has already smelled the existence of the strong power of law and order on the other party's twisted body. In the previous life, he was only in I have only seen similar things a few times in the dreams and evil thoughts of the True God.

But that is God’s evil thoughts, something that is inevitable for any personal god. It does exist, but often does not pose much of a threat, because as long as the gods find out that their own evil thoughts have arisen, they will kill them. Players discover that the gods’ Nightmares or evil thoughts can often receive rewards and benefits from gods.

But these things in front of him, he can be sure that these are the descendants of the true God, the twisted descendants of the true God.

How are they produced?

Brando already has the answer in his mind.

He looked at Philip with a sinking face and asked: "Master Priest, you said earlier that the gods were back, were you talking about the goddess of the dead moon, or everyone?"

Priest Philip turned around and glanced at him, but his dull face seemed to be wearing a human skin mask. His cheeks moved but he did not speak.

"The goddess of the dead moon has fallen? Do you already know this?"

"She was just reawakened, Mr. Earl." Priest Philip replied indifferently. As he spoke, he pulled out a scepter from under his priest's robe.

"wake?"

"It's awakening, it's the undead of gods, it's the undead of gods..." Andrea muttered in a low voice. She seemed to be scared, her face was a little pale, and she kept repeating this sentence.

"The Undead of God?" Brando had never seen the war goddess show such an expression before, so he asked.

"My lord, the goddess of the dead moon passed away long ago in the previous era. There is only one possibility for her to be reawakened... That is what the black prophecy said: wolves walk in front and disaster follows. This is a disaster from God. Tribulation, the dead gods have been awakened like undead. They once created this world, but now they want to destroy it with their own hands..."

"That's just a legend, Miss Andrea." Brando shook his head in disbelief. Although Babasha and the others firmly believed in the Black Prophecy, he had always just let it go. The prophecy was still a prophecy after all, and half of his body came from Souls in another world are very resistant to things like predictions about the future.

But Andrea shook her head vigorously and said firmly: "Sir, it is possible, it is possible, if that legend is true..."

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