kill those singularities

Accompanied by the desolate and shocking roar, the companions shouted to him.

The voice calling for the master is close at hand, but Wen Shuo has no time to pay attention to him.She couldn't spare any extra energy to look around, and her eyes were fixed on Abbas.

No, you can't call him Abbas anymore, the master of Indra is transforming and growing, centering on those blazing blue and white eyes, his face is undergoing a huge change: as if the features made of thunder flash and melt , Frozen frame, taller body shape, human limbs twisted towards reptiles, bones protruding ferociously, lightning twined around his barbed arms, like beautiful patterns.

Most importantly, a pair of fin-like and membranous wings grew out of his back.

"You saw it. This false memory is stupid, isn't it?" The monster stared at her coldly, its narrow and cold pupils were tyrannical and dazed, occasionally revealing resentment and sorrow.

He has not been completely separated from the emotional memory of human beings, and at this moment, he is like a newborn baby, and what guides his actions is more of a waking instinct—the urge to kill and destroy everything.

The monster's claws fell sharply, and "chi" fell into the soft flesh on Wen Shuo's chest, and then he was kicked hard, and sunk into the wall amidst the flying dust.

"There is no such thing as stupid or not. If you are serious, he is real. We are all just pawns." Duguang's dagger stabbed straight at the chest that was sheltered by lightning, and suddenly turned his wrist, cutting through it soundlessly. With the drooping membrane wings, the excited humanoid raised its hand, grabbed Wen Shuo and fell into the ground.

"bang"

Immediately afterwards, Wen Shuo's back slammed into the wall fiercely, the heart-piercing pain spread along the nerves, and as the gravel splashed, but in an instant, the two who had crashed through countless barriers flew out of the icebreaker like cannonballs .

"Ha, can chess pieces change your own destiny?" The monster looked down at Wen Shuo.In his eyes, the girl's face began to melt, and it also glowed blue against the backdrop of thunder and lightning. Her head gradually grew black horns, and her cheeks, neck, and limbs reorganized like flowing magma, and then covered with a layer of fine and thick. of scales.

"Ragnarok is history, prophecy, and battlefield." A cold blue flame ignited on Wen Shuo's body, flying along the flesh and burning to him.She stuck tightly to the opponent's body, her claws covered with black scales went around the opponent's back, as if hugging intimately, but ruthlessly tore at the opponent's membrane wings.

"Since it's a battlefield, anything can happen."

With a "plop", the waves splashed high, and the two burning figures sank into the sea in an instant.

"Master!"

"Damn! Why the hell did it happen so suddenly!"

Wen Shuo felt the thunder in front of him tightly gripping him, dragging him down quickly.

Just at this time, the call that was not very clear in the past sounded again.

"Aaaaaaaa—"

It's like a mother calling her children who haven't returned home for a long time. Those are the most original, touching, and clear syllables, which make people weep, despair and infinite hope at the same time.

Behind the sound that seemed to pierce the eardrum was a magnificent music tide, like a divine word, as the waves poured into the ears, the two frantic monsters lost their minds for a moment.

If you look down at the sea surface from the sky above, you will find that the sea is violently turbulent, as if the overwhelming flood in Genesis poured down thousands of miles, constantly surging and spreading, engulfing all the ice layers in sight, followed by a thick layer of fog shrouded the gradually burning sea.

In the dimly lit sea, the Dragon King, who had not yet fully awakened, let out a breath, and slowly pulled out the foreleg that was stuck on Wen Shuo's chest. "So, you want to kick Caesar off the road to becoming a god."

"If Caesar is allowed to become a god and seize the power of the King of Wind and the King of Black, he will die under Lu Mingfei's hands, together with Nuonuo." Ignoring the blood flying, his golden eyes drooped and stuck to the Dragon King's chest, his whole body was scorched black A dark light flashed on his petite figure, and the claws that penetrated into the opponent's abdomen moved slightly.

The Dragon King suddenly laughed, his ugly face stretched and twitched, "Do you know why Odin wants to kill you?"

"What?" A series of bubbles overflowed Wen Shuo's mouth.

The two monsters were entangled, and they fell obliquely towards the dark and cold depths.

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"Sunset Land, what a beautiful name."

Looking at the rays of light on the other side of the sea and the blue beam of light reaching the sky, someone made such a sigh.

"The legend of the setting sun only appears around Christmas every year, but this summer the Arctic Circle is frozen ahead of time, so it should appear earlier." A calm male voice came from his earphones.

"Based on the information I have, Odin's Hall of Valor is likely to be on the island in the setting sun, and there is a high probability that his descendant dragons are sleeping in it—that is, the so-called heroic spirits in Norse mythology. That island is It’s a hatchery, and the owner himself is a super half-blood monarch. But without Odin’s brand, he can’t enter and exit his Nibelungen.” Yuan Zhisheng on the other end pinched the soft seven stars, “Including you.”

"The conventional method doesn't work, what about the unconventional one?"

Yuan Zhisheng hesitated, "It's not a conventional method, I can get in... I can get in, probably with one person for another."

Roland turned the sword in his hand, "One person for another person? One heroic spirit for another heroic spirit, or one dragon for another dragon?"

He sneered and inserted Durandal into the white land, "Is it like Chu Zihang, he went in, and then changed someone who didn't know what came out to take his place, so the whole world forgot about him ? Then what replaced him, could it be the dusty dead people on the island?"

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath. "I don't know." The former head of the Sheqi Ba Family frowned wearily, "It may not be what we guessed. After all, I don't remember Chu Zihang anymore..."

Roland was silent.

At this time, he clearly realized the peculiarity of his physique.He could only sigh lowly, "Memory is really an unreliable thing."

The scenery of the Arctic Ocean is the same, it's boring to see too much, Roland looked away, and saw Minamoto Larimitsu coming back from another direction from a distance.

He sheathed Durandal's sword and nodded.

"Oh hehehehe..." the beautiful woman chuckled, "Did my lovely boy miss you?" It was obvious that she was asking Yuan Zhisheng in the earphone.

Yuan Zhisheng: ...

Just half an hour, what do you say...

"Master Raikou."

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't be as cheeky as Wen Shuo to call Mom directly, so he could only choose a proper name.He tactfully changed the subject, "Is there a problem with the demon offering?"

"Okay."

"What about Mr. Jin Shi?"

"Ah, behind him?" Sure enough, when Sakata Kin was mentioned, Minamoto Yorimitsu's chest drew a round arc in the air, and he looked back with a smile.It's just that her face changed in the next second.

Sakata Kintoki is a rider, but has no riding skills.At this time, the rider without a rider was rushing towards the edge of the nameless island.

"Boss—!"

The golden hair was blown upside down by the wind, his face was full of embarrassment, probably out of concern for his image, he swallowed "help" back, "Fight, fight!"

—He was chasing a group of girls behind him.

A night wolf died nine times, and Roland and Yuan Laiguang's clothes were almost glued to their faces.

"Hateful bugs!" Lai Guang immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up with flames of war, pulled out the boy Qie Angang and strode forward, "Women who don't know how to behave! How dare you chase after my family Jin Shi!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Thunder flashed across the sky, illuminating a group of angels in white.

Roland murmured: "Valkyrie..."

There were at least a dozen people who came. They were all dressed in uniform, with white robes on their bodies, and holding long guns. The only way to distinguish each of them was to carefully identify their facial features and observe the hair of different colors exposed from their hoods. Silk.

"Sure enough, it's you." When Minamoto Laiguang became mad, the paladin turned cold, and he raised the angel sword that pierced through everything.

"Dang" a golden light flashed, and Slude backed away quickly, avoiding the end of being cut off in the middle.

"Who?!" The Valkyries couldn't help but stop fighting the bull girl, and asked in surprise.

Roland glanced at the Valkyries one by one, and finally shook his head, "No, it's not you, your weapons are not up to standard."

The sky of Yongri suddenly dimmed again, and blue and white thunder flashed across the sky.

The pure white ice trembled slightly, and there was a faint wave of music in the wind, as if a play was approaching its climax.

When the Valkyries were provoked and annoyed, Roland flicked his sword and pointed at them coldly, "Daughters of Odin, call that woman out, the one with the tip of the spear that looks like a heart. If I didn't check If I'm wrong, her name is Brunhilde, and she's your leader."

He raised his left hand, and spread out his palm to reveal a silver necklace, "I've followed her breath to this point, anyway, it's time to make a deal—"

"Get out and pay off the debt."

The author has something to say: Dragon Boat Festival, everyone!A little late, then, every day be healthy and happy!

Thank you Bingbing and the little angels walking in the sky for their irrigation!

PS2.4 is coming out, I am happy.I am also happy to see the old sword and the new scene, as if a large wave of satellites is about to land.