Home of the Brave

"I... replace Aretha?" Afrah looked at her sister.

"Yes. Originally you were the first person to inherit the Sky Spear, and Aretha was just a precautionary alternate. If you had listened to my obediently inheriting the Sky Spear before, things would not get so bad. Heaven. There can only be one owner of the gun. If you are willing to replace her as a servant of the gods, then she can naturally be liberated from the **** of the gods." Bloom explained and added. "Of course, the premise is that you must willingly accept God's will."

"I am willing! I am willing!" Afrah nodded hurriedly.

"Then go take the sky spear from her, so that your sister can be free."

Bloom said to give way, and Afrah walked towards her sister without any doubt.

"Arisa, wait for me, Arisa, sister is here to liberate you..."

In Afrah's eyes, only Aretha, who was surrounded by God's glory, was seen, and she didn't notice the fierce and fierce light flashing in Bloom's eyes behind her.

In the next instant, two dark arcs crossed the void, and after a second, two heavy objects fell to the ground.

Afraid stopped, turned her head, looked at the blood wing that fell on the ground, and then looked at the black fierce blade in Bloom's hand, revealing an unbelievable expression.

"Big... Priest?"

In the wound behind, blood was pouring out like a fountain, but Afrah's voice was light and light as if there was no weight.

"Don't blame me, Afra."

Bloom shook off the blood on the blade, put the fierce blade in his arms, and cast a cold glance at Afra.

"Holy Weapon is impossible to change the owner. When you refuse to inherit the Sky Spear, everything is doomed, and..." Bloom's gaze fell on the blood wing twitching at his feet, as if seeing something dirty. Something like, spit up. "If you carry this kind of stuff on your back, you can't become a loyal servant of my god. I thought it would be useful to adopt you, but the old man's hard work on you was wasted, Afra."

"Big...Priest..."

With a lot of blood flowing out of her back, Afrah fell to her knees as if losing strength. The emptiness looked at Aretha, her lips moved, as if she was calling her sister's name, but after all, she didn't have time to call it out, and she fell down like that.

As Afra fell down, the pair of blood wings suddenly burned, and the raging flames seemed to symbolize Albers' anger. The blood wings burned out in a few seconds, and Afrah did not wake up again.

"...Humph, although it is slightly off the schedule, the result is pretty good."

Bloom looked at Aretha who was surrounded by the sky spear God Huang, nodded in satisfaction, and then shifted his eyes to Dai Yang on the other side.

I don't know if it is the despair in the immediate situation or the anger has exceeded the limits of words. At this time, the black-haired young man is horribly silent, and his surroundings seem to be plunged into a bottomless abyss. Bloom watched him slowly walk towards Afrah, who fell on the ground, unconsciously, his momentum was stagnant, and he missed the opportunity to order the madman to attack.

Dai Yang squatted down in front of Afra, helped her up and inspected the situation.

The wings of the Wingman are full of blood vessels and nerves, and they are one of the most fragile organs of the body. Afram's blood wing was chopped off by Bloom with some kind of fierce blade. As the two wounds were close to the heart, a lot of blood poured out from the wounds, and in less than a minute, Afrah's face was as pale as paper. Dai Yang quickly stopped the bleeding of Afra with the wound medicine he carried, and put his ears on Afra's chest. Although it was faint, he could still hear the heartbeat.

"...Don't do unnecessary struggles, you and she are destined to be buried here."

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Bloom's voice rang from the side, and Dai Yang followed the voice and moved his eyes.

"Speak carefully, old man." The black-haired young man responded with a somber voice that he couldn't speak. "My current mood is just like having a surplus, but I was framed and lost my capital..." At first it sounds a bit incomprehensible, but from the perspective of a black-haired youth, I am afraid it is. A situation where anger exploded to the extreme.

"To be honest, I have never felt like this kind of anger and want to sack the NPC. I have never before...You are so **** scumbag." Dai Yang hugged Afra and stood up with a gloomy look. Staring at Bloom, there seemed to be a storm brewing around him.

Smelling the dangerous smell, Bloom subconsciously stepped back two steps, gesturing to let the zealots solve the dangerous goal in front of him.

Several fanatic monks drew out their fierce blades and rushed to Dai Yang first. Dai Yang held Aphra in both hands, facing the fierce blade from all sides, there seemed to be no room for parry. A successful arc appeared at the corner of Bloom's mouth, but it suddenly solidified in the next moment.

I saw a strange wind of evil spirit suddenly curled up around the black-haired youth, and the fanatic monk who was blown by the wind of evil spirit suddenly turned into a lifeless stone statue, and then was smashed to pieces by the bone whip that flashed through the void.

The demon Medusa emerged from nothingness, standing beside Dai Yang, with the demon energy bursting on her body as if to foretell the anger of the hostess.

"Petrochemical ability? Is it a superior monster?"

Seeing Medusa suddenly appeared, Bloom frowned and gestured to give new instructions.

The fanatic monks who received the instructions retreated to the distance that Medusa's demonic energy could not reach, then took out the folded crossbow from the waist and shot the crossbow arrows at Dai Yang. Two dozen or more crossbow arrows were shot towards Dai Yang from all directions. Under common sense, the concentrated sniping target seemed to be elusive. Bloom's mouth once again showed a reassuring smile, but this time he still couldn't smile. To the end.

Dai Yang still held Afrau without moving, a gust of wind rolled up from nothingness, the figure of the winged demon Siruda jumped out of the wind, and all the crossbow arrows were blown out with a wave of wings. Under Bloom's horrified gaze, Siruda circled the air for a week, then stopped behind Dai Yang, and looked down at the fanatic monk with cold eyes.

"Heaven... Tianwu Wings?" Bloom's eyes shrank sharply.

"Heavenly Dance Wings" Xiruda, "Redstone Ghost Mother" Medusa, both are the domineering, fierce demon lord. Two higher-level demons appeared here together, absolutely the worst situation beyond imagination, and what made Bloom even more disturbing was the black-haired young man who controlled the higher-level demons. As far as he knew, only the Monster King could control the superior monsters, but it was unheard of even Bloom to control two superior monsters at once.

Bloom frowned and looked at the black-haired young man, feeling the same regret as Aretha before, but looking at Aretha who was entangled by the sky spear **** behind her, her expression was somewhat calm.

"... Medusa, take care of her for me."

At this time, Dai Yang handed Afrah to Medusa to look after, and then pointed to the wild believers around and gave instructions to Siruda.

"Hiruda, get rid of those puppets... I want to have a good talk with that old guy, don't let anyone disturb you."

Upon receiving the order, Siruda screamed, fluttered her wings and rushed towards the mad believer, and in a short time, a wave of chaos was set off on the top of the tower.

Handing the little **** to the lowly demons to settle down, Dai Yang walked slowly to the place where the jealous demons had disappeared, bent over to pick up the demon knife lying on the ground, and waved it casually.

The crescent-shaped blade pulled out a moon arc in the void, and time seemed to stand still for an instant. The air was filled with a strange stagnation, and in the next second, a frenzy of demonic energy, with the roar of the resentful spirit, spewed out from the void of the moon arc, and swept the entire top of the tower in an instant.

Once lost the demon sword of the hostess, now it shines again. The blood-red blade was trembling excitedly in the hands of the black-haired youth, and the resentful spirits all over the sky echoed with ecstatic joy. The scene was completely different from the evil spirits held by the jealous demon, and it actually had a majestic aura. Contending with Aretha's celestial spear god, there is no feeling of falling into the wind.

"You..." Seeing this, Bloom's face finally changed. "Who on earth are you?"

"Me?" Dai Yang's gaze swept across the demon knife in his hand and fell on Bloom, grinning.

"I am your gravedigger, old man."

The echo of the "old guy" has not yet dissipated, and the black-haired youth has turned into a phantom and rushes forward.

The blood-red demon knife dragged a fiery cutting line on the ground, suddenly turned around at the moment it cut into the horizon, and slashed towards Bloom's head from bottom to top. The speed far surpassed Bloom's reaction, but on the way he was accidentally blocked by Flaus' divine barrier.

As the high priest of Flaus, Bloom has a stronger divine barrier than the witch Aresa. The demon sword was invaded for more than a second, and the severely delayed cutting line only cut off a few hairs of Bloom. . Thanks to the blessing of the gods, Bloom flew out of the slashing range of the demon sword in a thrilling manner. However, Dai Yang stepped forward by rushing forward and kicked towards the high priest's door.

Hearing a muffled sound of "boom", the violence of the black-haired youth and the divine power of Flaus collided in the air, bursting out shock waves. Although Bloom was not really kicked, he was hit by the shock wave and stepped back with a cry of embarrassment. Enduring the severe pain from his nose, he stretched out his hand to use magical skills to counterattack, but there was no trace of his opponent in the same place.

Just when Bloom was stunned for a moment, a fierce slash suddenly hit from the right.

Flaus's divine power barrier once again blocked the momentum of the demon sword, but Dai Yang, who had already prepared, spun and kicked the divine barrier to pieces. The demon knife in the air turned abruptly, drew a tangent line from left to right, and slashed towards Bloom again. At this time, Bloom had no room to evade, and Dai Yang saw a panicked look in his eyes. Unfortunately, just before this killer strike, the sky spear Gangneil suddenly turned sideways.

Gangneil, who was entwined with the golden gods, rushed into the middle of the two in a state of lightning speed, and flew the demon knife.

"...Tsk!"

The counter-shock rushing from Gangneil made Dai Yang almost unable to hold the demon sword. He stepped back to stabilize the figure, raised his head, and saw Aretha holding a sky spear in front of Bloom. Aretha's expression was indifferent, but a fierce divine brilliance emanated from Gangneil, and the resentful spirits around were swept by the divine brilliance, and the ashes vanished in an instant.