The arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
“This seems to be the last killer you are prepared for,” ‘Roman’ looked at Friedrich with interest. “Gaias blood, you think so.”
Her voice echoed hollowly in this fragmented world.
Gwendolyn did not intend to give too much time to the dusk, she answered blankly: “You can recognize it, dont you want to seize the secrets of the gods, the dragon of the dusk, we will send you This great gift, after absorbing and purifying the blood, take away the body that truly belongs to a deity. “
“But maybe youre going to be a shrine,” she looked condescendingly at Roman, with a sarcastic tone: “a shrine of order.”
She held up her scepter.
Two silver wires, two gold wires, left and right hit Frederick under the guidance of Gwendolyn. This evil **** probably never dreamed that he would be attacked by the former ally or the humble low servant. It widened its black eyes like octopus and issued an angry roar in the air.
Although it is just an evil deity, its power is not inferior to those of the ephemeral demigods of that era, because it was originally one of the highest masterpieces of the truth council.
In those chaotic and distorted years, the survivors of the Babel fortress created something closest to God.
Unfortunately, it is not a deity after all.
No matter how furious and struggling it was, it couldnt escape the line of rules associated with the emerald scepter in Gwendolyns hand.
That feeling, in fact, it is not without experience.
When it was just created, the blood flowing in the body buried such awe deep in his memory. It was the blood of Gaia, no matter how powerful it was, but it was only a descendant of the latter. Thats it.
This is the fear that is engraved in the bones and cannot be resisted.
The scepter in Gwendolyns hand seemed to be the power left by Gaia herself. She held the scepter and surrounded by laws, as if the great will was there.
It is green, and all who hold it are the ancient kings. The elect, who is both a staff and a sword, is the supreme authority that nurtures nature and life.
The poor evil **** Friedrich did not even dream about it. Although Gaia had already left this world, the power that restricted it remained in this world.
And from the moment the surviving gods of the Babel fortress created it, they hung the sword of Damocles above its head.
All Gwendolyn had to do was put down the blade.
This is not her own plan. She just happens to be the one who executes it in this era. To be precise, countless people have already given their lives. Today, this plan has come to the end and has become a sacred and crazy one. cause.
There is no doubt that Gwendolyn is not disgusted with madness, and she intends to carry it out to the end.
The law left by the four elven kings, the blood of the distorted evil gods created by the gods, and the green power in her hands, which proves that even in the end, Martha left for her people Hope.
This is the expectation of the mother and the people.
So what she did must be correct.
The world was destroyed several times, not by the hands of dusk, but by the world where Martha and the gods restarted the order together; every time a disaster comes, that time is not the destruction of countless souls, and the barrier of the element is broken. What happened, everything is for the final result.
“You *** *!” When the evil **** Frederick saw the Miss Merchant who was tied to the center of the world by runes of laws, he knew his fate.
Its roar is like the raging waves of mountains and tsunami, roaring in the spiritual world of Gwendolyn.
But the latter was only slightly pale, and the surface remained untouched.
She flattened her right hand and pushed the scepter down.
The evil **** Frederick felt as if he were being held down by a pair of invisible hands and pressed against the black light cocoon in the center of the world. It was struggling in horror, but Gaias breath was so strong that it couldnt move.
At that moment, the evil **** suddenly felt a little sadly that he might not wake up. As a dead god, he fell asleep in the void. Although it may eventually turn into dust under the tiamat rule, it is better than being loved. After being seriously injured again, Ma was completely swallowed by the blood of a sleeping ancestor.
When the blood is fused, a new deity may be born because of it, but it has absolutely nothing to do with it. It is a more horrible death than slumbering. Although the evil **** Friedrich is proud, he may not think that he may fight. Had a true ancestor.
And when it was closer to Roman, it couldnt help screaming in horror: “The will of the evening!”
At that moment, it understood its destiny.
“No,” it screamed. “You cant do that!”
… (to be continued …)
The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 74 Will to Twilight (Part 2)
“No,” it screamed. “You cant do that!”
Seeing Gwendolyn being unmoved, Friedrich screamed even more sternly: “Damn lunatic, stop! You dont understand what you are doing at all! You will regret it!”
“Please, dont do that! Dear Ms. Gwendolyn, things are not the same as you think. You do n’t understand, you will only kill me! You will kill Martha, and put the world into a state of peril. ! “
But Dragon Queen Gwendolyns cold eyes didnt stop at half-heartedly for the evil gods who begged and begged. She had seen many of their rhetoric, she was not those ignorant mortals.
She looked up and looked at Roman, trying to see the look of fear in the latters face.
But she was doomed.
The expression on Miss Merchants face is a little weird, but its not scary at all, it might as well be a little funny and a little pity.
That moment.
Gwendolyn almost wanted to stop, but she couldnt, because she couldnt afford the failure, the shepherd couldnt, and the world couldnt.
The look in Fredericks dark eyes ranged from fear, to supplication, to full of hope, and finally to despair. This despair turned into a long mourning:
“I curse you, you *** *!”
“I curse you and this **** world, you are dead!”
“what”
When it touched the edge of the four elements of law surrounding Roman, all the curses turned into a scream, and then its huge body was so fragmented that it turned into a mist of blood and spread out. .
But there are so many golden blood in this blood mist, separated from the wreckage of Friedrich, floating in this gray space.
For a moment.
Dragon Queen Gwendolyn felt a familiar breath from the blood. She seemed to see a girl with nearly clean eyes, a long white dress, standing in front of her, with her hands folded, smiling and saying to her:
“Gwendolyn, this is my ideal. Will you help me?”
“Im just a wizard. What can I do for you, Your Royal Highness?”
“Everyone has expectations for this world, dont you have an ideal world, Gwendolyn?”
“…”
She certainly has.
Gwendolyn was lost for a moment.
When the Dragon of Dusk is completely destroyed, the world will be destroyed with it, but the order will not die out. After a long time, the gods will return and the glorious era will return to this land.
that time. The kingdom of mortal people may no longer be there, but true peace and tranquility will come, and Her Royal Highnesss wish may come true.
That was the world she expected, although she might not be able to see it herself.
A hint of alertness rose from the heart of the dragon Queen, and she did not expect that she would be distracted at this time, and for a while she was cold, thinking that she was letting the will of the twilight succumb to her loss of mind.
She reacted in an instant. With green in her hand, she hurriedly looked at the center of this gray world.
But Miss Merchant was still there, watching her motionlessly. In fact, the former smiled a little strangely, and did not take any extraordinary actions by taking her away.
As if she didnt intend to break free from the shackles of the elements, she was just waiting for Gwendolyn to use her means.