I'm playing mud in Western Fantasy

Although he was born in a grassroots family, but he worked hard all the way, seeing gods and gods, seeing ghosts and ghosts, and even his own father can kill for you. Tyrann was indeed frustrated after meeting his nephew, lying underground for 500 years and then waking up. It even changed the world.The nephew was surrounded by a divine envoy sent down by the goddess, and beside him was a liar with a hole in his chest.

You can tell who is the real son at a glance.

Who can blame this?I can only blame the heaven for changing his mind, and the goddess withdrew her favor.

Feixi couldn't help sneering, the dragon in the air rushed towards Tyrann who was on the horse, the roar made Feixi's blue bar back, and he poured a handful of blue medicine into his mouth.

As long as I knock fast enough, Lan Kong can't catch up with me!

The number 99 was written on the blood bar above Tyrann's head. After enduring a phase rush from the earth dragon, the number was quietly reduced by one, and there was no more.

System: "Dragon Phase Impact deals 9800 points of damage to Tyrann."

Feixi got angry, and waved his staff, the earth dragon raised his head and bumped again, vowing to knock out a piece of sky, but the system in his brain was still playing dead.

Fei Xi: "Get out, don't pretend to be dead. Did you mistake the task object?"

System: "Dragon Phase Impact deals 9800 points of damage to Tyrann."

Fei Xi: "If you have the ability to remind, you have the ability to speak!"

System: "Dragon Phase Impact deals 9800 points of damage to Tyrann."

Tai Laner was caught off guard by two wild boars and rolled, and the bone sword in his hand finally raised to block the iron head of the earth dragon.There was a huge pain on his forehead, and the aggrieved mood of Earth Dragon was transmitted to Feixi along the elements.

The huge earth dragon retreated, wrapped its magician in its arms, and lowered its head whimpering.Fei Xi put his hand on top of its head and stroked it gently, the cracks struck by the bone sword gradually healed under his hands, without leaving a trace of mark.

Although the idiot in the system is pretending to be dead again, it doesn't affect Fei Xi's harsh words. There are too many bullies around him, and even the most simple people have already been affected by it.

The black-haired magician floated in the air, his black eyes were dyed with yellow fluorescent light, and he condemned the rebels in a cold voice: "You unrepentant rebel, your words offend God."

"Did I offend God, or offend you? My lord envoy." The general stood up from the ground, clenched the bone sword in his hand, the magic circle lit up instantly, and the distorted air penetrated the space, suddenly appearing in the Tyranne in front of Fei Xi raised his sword.

Sparks were sparked when the blades of the sword collided, and the two pairs of green eyes looked at each other, but with different emotions.

Yilin frowned tightly, because of the too fast movement, the raised blond hair was still floating in the air and had not yet fallen.The hand holding the sword turned white due to the pressure coming from it, but refused to take a step back.

"Dear Il, do you still remember that I taught you how to use swordsmanship?" Tailaner lowered his voice, slowly lowering the bone sword in his hand, with a smile on his bloodless face: "At that time, you were only 15 years old. Years old, Il."

The 15-year-old prince met his illustrious uncle for the first time in his father's study.

The illegitimate uncle who was treated as a laughing stock by the nobles because of the humble birth of his biological mother.The moment the same green eyes looked at each other, he felt the wonderful connection between the kinship.

"Your mother didn't like me and never allowed me to be close to you when you were a child. Your grandfather let me join the army, but he wanted me to die in a border without spring. Compared with you, my first half of my life is like Trampled like a weed."

Yilin pursed his lips and did not speak, but his knight commander had already controlled the situation in the city and rushed back to him.

Olier's bow and arrow has been fully drawn, aiming at the legendary general.Dark shadows and transparent water tightly entangled the undead warriors, and the gentle light power calmed their riots. The assassins hid in every corner, watching the two fighting kings.

"When you were born, even the cold frontier was celebrating. Everyone was celebrating the birth of the Son of God, except me."

"Because I know that these are just lies made up by my saintly sister of noble origin for her son. This kind of thinking has been maintained until I met you, Il."

"Your birth was not a grand woven lie. You are indeed God's favorite child. But your mother never got rid of her greedy problem, and God's blessings are not satisfied. The evidence of deception is all because of her. Your indiscretions are known. Don't you know your own mother, El."

White light shot down from the sky, and the sword in Tyranl's hand was swung away vigorously by Yilin, and the gray-haired goddess also fell from the city wall, blood and black smoke splashed from the wound on her arm, like the sky Persistent dark clouds.

Luciferia fell to the ground, the originally gorgeous dress hanging on her old body only looked ridiculous.She abandoned all pretense and faced the world with a face polished by time for 500 years.

The hoarse voice was crying, and it was piercing and disturbing: "Tayran, who are you accusing from above? It's your servant who used the name of God, it's her forgery of spreading miracles among the crowd, it's yours. The servants pushed the temple into flames!"

"You, the instigator, what are you proud of?"

Tyrannor stared at the face that was dry with age, his eyes slowly moved down to look directly at Sia's eyes, there was a smile in those reddish eyes, his lips moved slightly: "Sia, it's time to get up gone."

The arrow in Olier's hand shot through the air, piercing through the goddess's body bound by the shadow, but it couldn't stop the hand that passed through Lucifia's abdomen.

Lews Joyce let out a roar, swung the long sword in his hand, and the soldier in the blue armor rushed to the shield and spear in front of him, aiming only in the direction of the saint.

"Thank you, honorable saint. Thank you for taking off your veil, thank you for fooling those believers. The faith brought by God himself coming to the battlefield really shocked me."

"The noble temple only bestows blessings on legitimate children, and you regard illegitimate children as a sin brought by your birth. You have never forgiven your original sins, why do you expect the general to let you go?"

The pale hand withdrew bit by bit, the blood-stained half of the godhead was still warm, Luciferia held her hand tightly: "You can't fuse my godhead..."

"But I can pollute it and make it mine."

A dragon's roar exploded in the back, and the giant dragon formed by the condensed soil slammed down. The goddess's back twisted abnormally, and the vicious eyes looked at the magician in the air, and the black smoke from her wound turned into The spears stabbed Fei Xi one by one, but were knocked down by the arrows stained with light elements in the air.

The figure of the half-breed elf shuttles across the battlefield, and the arrows sent from the endless arrows are the messengers of the death message on the battlefield. The water of Egil is wrapped around the arrows to give blessings and break all the darkness.

There was a roar, and the dwarf's sledgehammer hit the ground, and the weakest body of the woman burst out with the greatest force, shaking the entire city.The war horse raised its front hooves in fright, but was soothed by the water that gave birth to everything in the next second. Regardless of the knight's reaction, it obediently came to the healer's side.

The king and soldiers of the Luz royal family were rolled up by the tentacles, and Egil clapped his hands: "The battlefield is dangerous, and it is not a place for you to play."

Shaved off his thick beard, the handsome man reminded with a smile: "Disobedient children will be taken away by death."

The undead were fixed in place by the shadow, and the appeasement of the water element and the constant erosion of the dark element made them lose their ability to struggle, but alternately with this, black liquid gushed out from Uxi's eyes again.

Only this time he was wearing a robe with pure black and silver trim, even if it dripped on it, he couldn't see it.

The priest with black tears was walking at the junction of light and darkness. There was an explosion sound in the sky. It was the sound of Fei Xi and Sia's magic colliding. The red and blue armors collided with each other. Ussi seemed to smell the air. That fishy-sweet taste that makes people sick to the stomach.

He stepped on the shadow and the light, and stopped in front of Luciferia.The victor stood, while the old loser knelt on the ground and was about to die. The pure black staff in Ursi's hand was raised and lowered, and the sharp end pierced the goddess' shoulder.

The blood mixed with the black shadow, and there was a cry of pain from the dry throat, and a steady stream of black shadows poured into Luciferia's body along the staff.

The precarious blood bar on the top of the head began to rise slowly. Uxi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Long time no see, Mrs. Saintess. I don't think you remember, or don't know who I am at all. Please allow me to briefly introduce Own."

The trainee priests who just came to this continent ten years ago received a dispatch order, and the unlucky ones that everyone said came to the hall of the temple to meet the high-ranking saintess against the pityful eyes.

"My name is Ussi. I don't have a surname because I was a refugee." Ten years ago, Ussi half-kneeled in the center of the temple and introduced herself, while Lucifera stood high above her back, making her appearance unclear , can only capture the veil blown by the wind on the side of her face.

Ten years later, Wuxi's dark eyes could no longer see the light, but he stood up straight and said the words he was not qualified to say ten years ago: "I am the only priest in the land of chaos."

The lofty Luciferia knelt at his feet, her old face was unbearable to look at.

"Land of chaos, I know you, you buried the apostles I sent alive, and sealed them in the cold underground." Luciferia raised her head, and her cloudy eyes looked at the blurred place in front of her through the gaps in her white hair. The figure, she asked, "So you're here to take my life now to atone for those half-breeds?"

She smiled: "This is my crime, let's do it, priest."

There was no expression on Ussi's face. He pulled out the staff in his hand and stabbed it into the shoulder of the saint. What gushed out was no longer blood, but black liquid.

"Lucifia, you should die, but not now."

The pain stimulated Luciferia's nerves, but she felt that the wound in her abdomen was slowly healing.

"No undead can wander in the world, unless the curse does not allow it to be redeemed, the lover gives it new life, and the faith grinds its bones"

Ussi chanted softly, and while the black tears dripping from his eyes began to decrease, his blood bar also began to drop slowly.

That pair of night-like eyes couldn't see that Lucifera's face was beginning to rejuvenate, and couldn't see that those cloudy eyes were beginning to be as black as her own.

The priest lowered his voice: "Tell me, how to bring the undead back to another world. Or..."

The black debuff icon appeared above Ussi's head for a long time, and the spell to keep the dead alive at the cost of life was cast again.

"Or in your dying life, personally push Tyranl and his lackeys into hell, and let your dead relatives and friends get a 500-year-delayed rest."

"At that time, I will take your life with my own hands, and use your blood to comfort the souls that died prematurely in the land of chaos."