The Black Scepter

(Memories?

There was a sudden chill in Murphy’s heart-if the seal of Ashkandi’s own memory was opened, would the dark queen completely become another person? Will she become a violent purgatory lord again?

The most important… will she forget herself?

Thinking of this, a mad hatred made him squeeze his fists violently, and the ambition of the sky changed Murphy’s breath around him instantly, but he tried to calm his voice and whispered: Stop it all.

“Stop? Why do you want to stop? I’m just helping out. Gee, are you going to stop someone from remembering her–“

Sarnaga didn’t say anything later, because the fist from Murphy’s bombardment was already on his face.

“Boo!”

This may be the first time that Murphy made a full effort since he became a “half god”. He has forgotten the so-called moves or skills, and he is too lazy to condense what elements to carry out magic attacks-at this time, he has only left in his heart Anger and fear…

Anger, anger at the ugly, disgusting guy in front of him.

And fear…is the fear of losing Ashcandi in my heart.

A long time ago, Murphy understood that “defying fear of death” does not mean being powerful, and the power generated by “fear” is the most terrifying. He never imagined that after eliminating the threat of the Holy See, he would have to face such a crisis even before he could breathe. All the good thoughts in his mind seemed to be completely destroyed by the harsh voice of Sarnagar…

“I will stop you!”

With a simple punch, the power has already divorced from the scope of ordinary physical power. Sarnaga’s fat body rolled out as far away as he was hit by a siege hammer-but the ball-like purgatory lord laughed indifferently, and stood up and waved his hand firmly to block Murphy At the next blow, his mouth full of fangs grinned, taunting: “Is this the only way?”

At the next moment, that huge claw suddenly struck Murphy and slammed him into the ground!

The scorched black land was instantly turned upside down by the shock wave, and the sky was full of dust, and the sky was horrifying.

“Unbearable reptile, huh–“

The light radiated by the six scarlet eyes was great, and the two giant claws he raised pinched Murphy’s body, it seemed that he wanted to tear him into two pieces! The greasy mouth grinned, revealing a cruel smile…

But Murphy gritted his teeth to resist the pain, squinted his eyes, and replied: “Strength… Do you only have it?”

The body held by Sarnagar twisted sharply, and the “law” of instantaneous unfolding freed him from imprisonment. Murphy immediately snorted, and his anger was completely poured on Sarnagar-the purgatory lord was instantly restrained by “laws” and was unable to dodge, he was caught by the kick on his head…

“Click!”

Two of the four black long horns broke, and Sarnagar’s half of his head was kicked and cracked by Murphys, and his three eyes were even kicked directly!

As a plane avatar, Sarnaga’s strength is naturally discounted, but even if it is weak, it is theoretically the same as Murphys, at the level of “half god”-just arrogant he ignored One problem is that Murphy’s ability to control the “law” is far beyond his imagination.

Sarnagar did not know that Murphy not only merged the scepter of Sulfuras, but also combined the four fragments of the sacred lance into one, absorbing the power of the vast laws among them!

If other characters of the “demigod” level face Sarnaga, they will inevitably fail to allow the wall of law to act on this battle-hardened purgatory lord, which can be derived from the power of the “gun of Langinus”, but Severely suppressed the purgatory power of Sarnaga, making him unable to resist for a while.

“Stop! I let you stop!”

Murphy attacked vigorously, but he kept muttering these words… He didn’t want Ashcandy to do anything, and even if the worry appeared for a second, he would have boundless fear in his heart.

However, in the face of such an attack, Sarnaga, who was fighting hard in the blood, was not so easy to deal with after all. Without saying a word, he also launched his own “wall of law” to compete with Murphys, and he ignored the blood. His head crashed into battle with Murphys, and the ruins of the basin collapsed in a flash, and the sound of blasting even made the walls of Sisrin tremble slightly…

Obviously fighting with bare hands, but cruel and cold-blooded than the cold weapons, Murphy shouted and broke off one of Sarnaga’s arms, and half of his face was also rubbed by the other party’s giant claws, bloody. Flowing down his cheeks, he didn’t know the pain, attacking like a wild animal…

It only took tens of seconds for the entire battle to reach a stalemate, but Murphy did not dare to delay it for half a second, because he saw that Ashcandi had fallen to the ground in pain, and the body was suffering because of pain. And trembling…

The extreme fear in his heart made Murphy explode the most terrible combat power, so that he has completely ignored Sarnaga’s attack, and just kept the wall of law unfolding to resist the other party to the same extent. Invade the way, and do your best to bombard the head of this abominable guy!

“His–“

The flesh was torn apart, and Murphy cut open Sarnagar’s chest, but his abdomen was also penetrated by the other party. In the blood splattering, he kept ripping the messy internal organs or blood vessels with his hands, but his mouth was Crazy shouting the same sentence…

“Stop…!”

…

In a trance, the pain disappeared.

I can’t remember when I experienced such pain. Ashcandi’s chaotic mind seemed to be disturbed by something. The original orderly memory was suddenly shattered, mixed, and gradually merged into it. together.

Time seems to have returned to a cold winter day.

Sitting on a wooden chair, she looked out of the window, and the territory of the Misiree family of the Fording Empire was covered with snow, and the field of vision was white, but Ashcandi knew that she could only look down like this-the younger double The legs could not be moved, and everyone who looked at him had a sad expression, and the father of the marquis showed extreme impatience.

waste.

This is the word that I occasionally hear when others discuss themselves. Sitting in that tower, Ashcandi endures the torment of loneliness. She would like to ask why she is different from others, but time goes by day by day to visit the tower Fewer and fewer people… Finally, she no longer placed her hopes on others, and gradually closed herself…

The books were constantly being read, and the books filled with houses became her only pastime, but her heart began to change.

I don’t know when, when looking at the mirror in the house, the clear green eyes became dark, and the smile on the corner of the mouth was no longer sad, but it was full of confidence and cunning.

The screen flashed through, and I seemed to try to stand up, and my slender, pale legs were no longer able to support my young body-it was still a little girl who laughed like this, but she left her all. Incomprehensible tears.

The surrounding scene changed again.

The black hair fluttered, and she was angrily arguing with her father, but only got a cold rejection from the other side, and the fading back-and then… the war came.

Blood was splattering, the territory of the Misri family was covered with black smoke, the enemy’s leader was Hastings, his iron ride roared, dead bodies were everywhere, and guerrilla cavalry rushed into the Misri family manor and hacked to be honest The driver, towed away the maid who was unable to resist, stripped her clothes in front of Ashkandi…

A soldier approached herself with a sly smile, and spoke words that made her ashamed.

Then…the picture was blood red, the long sword was broken by his own palm, the head of the cavalry crushed by himself was splattered with blood, and the warm feeling on his face was still, but heart… but it gradually became cold.

Seizing the military power, the lone army went deeper. The haunted troops in the fog and their own crazy killing finally let the enemy get out of this country, but it is the ruthless label of the “treason” of the Misry family that can greet themselves.

The corpses of each family member were in different places on the guillotine. She stood indifferently on the tower and witnessed all this happening. She did not cry, but just felt that the last warmth in her heart had completely disappeared.

and after?

The adjudicator of the Holy See found himself, and the blood clan with bat wings behind also found himself. They said words that they did not understand. She only felt that all of them confessed the wrong person. The Holy See shot, and the blood race also shot.

Ashcandy found out that she had changed, she had bat wings behind her, and she longed for blood…

Unable to endure the endless chase of these people, she… started.

Daoguang Jianying, who was seriously injured, kept falling down, but kept standing… her strength never stopped rising until she met two strange guys-an elegant and a weird.

The elegant person is William, and the weird person is Yizuer.

What she said, what she did, and what she was thinking, Ashkandi could not remember, she only thought that Yizuer could be trusted, but William was not at ease.

then?

Deep sleep… It seems that in order to get rid of any memory, he fell asleep-sleeping in the place called Mullental.

What memory do you want to get rid of?

This problem became a dead knot in Ashcandi’s mind, but as she thought, the things that were firmly sealed seemed to start to loosen gradually-like countless tight knots buried some in the depths The picture was tightened, Ashcandi reached out and curiously tore them apart one by one, and then… saw the picture that surprised her.

The burning ground, the army of mountains and fields.

The flowing lava engulfed the burnt corpses, and the abominable creatures moved forward with their own will. They killed, killed, killed… as if they were never ending the slaughter.

The intermittent picture flashed, and then there were a few strange but “familiar” guys: the fallen angel Cozuhir in a black robe, the muse like a cloud of smoke, and the Solanda which broke a long forehead , Cthulhu full of tentacles and eyes, Filras made of lava…

The purgatory lords were arguing with each other, Ashcandi found himself also involved-and as a result of this meeting, the rest of the lords set their sights on themselves…

“…This mission is up to you.”

“You are the most critical part of this plan.”

“It must cause a plane collapse. Our projection cannot do this, but your sacrifice can.”

“We don’t care whether to wait a thousand years or ten thousand years…”

“When the heaven plane is aware, everything is too late.”

…

An outline of a strange and dangerous world gradually appeared to her eyes, Ashcandi instinctively suppressed the thoughts she wanted to explore-she retreated, she wanted to escape, but the countless memories that followed, but Flood her like a tide…

“Stop!”

Ashcandi, who was gradually falling into the abyss of memory, was awakened by this sound. She seemed to be drowning people desperately grabbing the driftwood, moving in the direction of the sound, trying to wake herself up.

Boom, hum, curse, roar.

Some warm things splashed on Ashkandi’s face, and some kind of power plunged into her body.

“Stop!”

In the chaos, Ashcandi’s eyelashes flickered a little because of this sound.

The tip of her tongue was a little wet, and the slightly sweet smell made her feel a bit familiar-the pain made her frown tight. Sarnaga with his eyes slightly open and broken body~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the **** Murphys are in sight…

With his arms propped up slightly, Ashcandi gritted his teeth and tried to stand up.

There have been some changes in the dark queen’s double pupils… the golden ring in her original red eyes diffuses, making the pupils of the eyes show a strange color of gold and red…

“Stop.”

This time, it wasn’t Murphy who spoke, but Ashcandy with tears in his eyes and clenched his fists.

She was calm as if a volcano was about to erupt, tears dripping down her cheeks, and Sarnagar seemed to be disturbed by the sound, turning her head to look around, and then being punched by Murphys, she flew out.

And Murphy, who was already like a blood man, turned back at the next moment. When he saw Ashcandy standing in place, his tight face finally relaxed.

He tried hard to make a smile, but he was ugly because of the huge blood holes in his abdomen…

Ashcandy felt that this scene made her very distressed and hurt her bones.