The Black Scepter

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Everything seems to reappear at this moment, but compared to the last time, Murphy saw more differences. (M_彩&虹&文&学) His mother, the woman who always wore a black robe without any pendants, held the baby in her arms and appeared beside Morpheus out of thin air.

Murphy understood that this was an illusion, but he was still somewhat moved-because at this moment he actually saw his mother's appearance, and it almost made him almost shocked his chin.

Is it beautiful?

Very beautiful, Murphy was not surprised by the beauty of this black-robed woman, as if her appearance in the vague memory should have been like this, but when he saw his mother's face clearly and closely at the moment, he was most surprised. It is the temperament exuded from the woman who slightly lowered her eyes...

"Ashkandi..."

He murmured, watching the mother who was almost as soft as the green-eyed Ashcandi's weak temperament walked in front of him, still not turning back-but this was when she suddenly stopped and looked slightly up, There was a strange flash in the eyes.

Murphy thought she had found herself, but apparently it was impossible, and the scene that followed confirmed this-the things that caught her attention were the sudden appearance of several figures behind her.

The people who suddenly appeared behind her were in different costumes, but Murphy was shocked beyond recognition, because he saw two people he knew, one was the once magic tutor Della, and her obscure black robe seemed to never be Changed, I always maintained a cold temperament that no one can enter; the other is Ke Li'an, this half-dragon and half-human strongman is dressed in a pelt jacket unique to the northern barbarian, and looks like a strong man. barbarian.

Only Murphy knew in his heart that the strength of this old guy was really not covered.

The two people in front of me made Murphy make a single association almost immediately in his mind-even with the four guys with different expressions and terrifying breath, they should be members of the "Law" Parliament.

These people are not enough for the round-table knights like Tang Jidi-de. If ordinary people are on the ground, then the round-table knight council and the golden compass council are at the peak of the mountain, and the "rule" is overriding. Above all, silently overlooking the world in the clouds.

Murphy's current strength is comparable to Ashcandi's, the ultimate Ω level, but from another perspective, level 34 is not a human...or the mid-level limit of cognition, purgatory The level of the lord must have exceeded this level and countless levels, and the gap between them must also have other horrors. Murphys can confirm that these guys in the "law" internal council are basically not weaker than themselves. Where to go.

Corian is enough to let Murphy see the tip of the iceberg, and Della's resume is even more amazing, but how can these guys who should have appeared in the epic suddenly surround their mother?

"The law of guardianship is our task, so here we are."

The middle-aged man headed was very calm, wearing a light armor with excellent texture and a simple sword in his waist, making Murphy feel like a wandering swordsman everywhere, but his eyes were Ordinary people are very different-vertical pupils.

His words stopped the woman who held the baby, and Murphy watched the softness of her face, and with a somewhat indifferent mother slowly reached out and took off her hood, revealing her long black hair.

Murphy didn't understand why he would connect this quiet and unscathed woman with green eyes Ashkandi for the first time in his heart, the same quiet eyes, or the slightest corners of his mouth. A little gloomy?

These are all mysteries, and Murphy is clueless.

And the black robe woman in front of him, that is, Murphy's mother, turned her head gently, looking at the crowd behind her, and said gently: "Come stop me?"

Her voice was so soft that Murphy's heart was inexplicably tight.

"The Templar plane never intervenes in mortal things. This is the orbit established by the law. Do you insist on this?"

The middle-aged man with the swordsman still asked questions indifferently, but he didn't even surrender a superfluous expression.

"But haven't you found that the so-called "orbit" has deviated?"

The unidentified mother of Murphy raised her head slightly, and there was an unspeakable emotion hidden in the calm face, which made the members of the "law" collectively perceive the change of atmosphere. Was there a warning for Misry's'that child'? William also listened to you, but obviously this will not solve the problem at all."

Murphy was confused by the words "Misiri" and "William". It seems that they have no affiliation, but there is a disagreement because of a problem, and this disagreement...

"The child in your hands should not be in this world, he must be cleaned up.'That child' is already the limit of our tolerance."

The middle-aged swordsman said that Murphy was struck by lightning.

Morpheus, who stood aside with a cold eye and watched all this, felt that he could not recover at all—what is this called? "Law" does not allow itself to exist? Do they wait to kill themselves from start to finish?

The children of the Misry family? That is obviously only referring to Ashkandi!

He wanted to hear more content, but found that the conversation in front of him suddenly stopped, and the surrounding scenes also disappeared. The sudden pain from the whole body made Murphy sigh uncontrollably, and he found that his body was cold. The pressure of the deep sea squeezed his limbs and corpses, as if to explode from his chest.

Murphy wanted to struggle, but found that he was bound by countless tentacles and could not move, all the power failed, and the cold feeling penetrated the whole body, but the most uncomfortable at the moment is the inner struggle.

What exactly is the "law"?

This huge question almost denied everything he had worked hard before-from the mentor Della's teaching to himself until Colean allowed himself to break through to the current level 34, are they planning a conspiracy?

But now there is almost no time left for him to think-he struggled, but watched himself dragged into the deep sea by tentacles...

Can't just die.

There was nothing else in Murphy's mind. He suddenly had a very strong desire to find out his life experience. The crisis in front of him couldn't stop the idea that was suddenly stimulated deep in his mind... to fight the tentacles of ink Fez was stunned in the sea, even tearing everything around in a bloom of golden light!

In the next moment, three pieces of sacred lances from his waist jumped out of Murphy's waist, cutting off countless tentacles that flew continuously. When Murphy suddenly noticed that an inexplicable force was gradually radiating from his body , He even discovered that the fragments of the three sacred lances began to buzz, and then formed a strange triangle, and immediately started in the golden light...

Fusion.

When the weapon in his hand changed shape and made Murphy feel the power in it, he realized how powerful the blood flowing in his body.

...

Ancient behemoths, this term only gives people a vague concept-they are very old and big.

No one knows how old or huge it is.

In fact, **** and paradise have not had one hundred and eighty wars on the human plane since the beginning of the world. It sounds a lot, but the average time seems to be something that will only appear for thousands of years.

The war brought casualties, the gods fell, and the purgatory lord also suffered damage, but in the end, there was still a quiet presence in the human plane without being cleared by those powerful enemies. Some of these guys were dormant in the deep sea, and eventually became the mouth of people. Ancient behemoth.

They are arrogant, do not participate in the fight, do not interfere with the order...because they are defeated by the "order" and have to stay here.

So these things that once belonged to heaven or **** are not new to some people.

Ashkandi is one of them-although she doesn’t know where she came from the enemy’s inexplicable familiarity after rushing straight into the sea, she obviously cares more about how she responds instinctively. The fact of "ancient beast".

There was a sudden darkness in front of me. When Ashcandi saw the world bright again, there were countless vampires who besieged himself in his vision-this was the reproduction of Ashcandi's pursuit of the strongest blood race, In the golden age of that blood family, Duke and Prince vampires were almost everywhere. They were cunning and powerful, making Ashkandi almost indefinite. Whenever these figures appeared, they could not avoid a **** battle.

But Ashkandi looked coldly around, suddenly yelling: "Broken!"

The world collapsed.

It was like a nightmare shattered, the world in front of Ashkandi instantly turned into darkness, but the cold water and tentacles turned into a blood-red halo before they could touch her body. ash.

"Don't want to show up yet?"

The halo around Ashcandi's body suddenly expanded and became a world.

The ultimate realm of the blood tribe, with the release of Ashkandi, caused this sea of ​​water to suddenly burst into a huge shock wave, and even caused a wave of earthquakes.

Then, in Ashcandi's realm, a strange face appeared in front of the strong blood race.

"Trick and worm skills."

Ashcandi's voice was extremely cold, looking at the strange-looking guy in front of him, although his expression was extremely disgusting, he did not directly shoot.

The guy standing in front of her is more of a disfigured Warcraft than a disfigured Warcraft. He has a humanoid shape and no humanoid appearance. His limbs are covered with sarcoma. There is only one huge eye on his head, which looks strange pole.

"Ha...Look what I found in Cthulhu...I saw an acquaintance here...?"

The other party's words were not spoken through the mouth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but echoed in this space, the abhorrent appearance of this thing seemed to be a combination of all evil and ugly words, which made Ashkandi frown.

"You have the breath of purgatory."

She didn't do it because the other party could break into this "rule" of Ashkandi-that is, the realm that Ashkandi made does not pose a lethal threat in front of the other party.

"Ha... The breath of purgatory is always nostalgic, but the endless dark and cold seabed is also good, isn't it?"

This sarcoma, whose size is not much bigger than Ashcandi’s eyes, stared at her with a relaxed and unusual tone, but with some imperceptible neuroticism. ?Is this a ridiculous fate?"

"I do not know you."

Ashkandi narrowed his eyes.