Chapter 244 Master, Wangwang
Lynn's words slowly fell, causing the goddess Tiya, who had her eyes closed, to be slightly stunned.
Escape, late at night, hypnosis, bed.
With all kinds of directional keywords coming to my mind, the memory that still seemed like yesterday even after a distance of 100,000 years appeared before my eyes again.
Looking back on the burning touch remaining in the palm of the palm that night, the goddess Tiya's little face suddenly turned extremely red, like a cooked crab.
Even if he could calmly talk about this matter as a topic of conversation in front of Miss Witch and Evist, this does not mean that Tia is already an old driver.
Compared to Eviste's passion and unrestrained personality, her personality is actually more indifferent and restrained.
And the other person involved in the incident is right in front of her, and she is the object of her for the past 100,000 years. How can she not feel shy?
Even though she is over 100,000 years old and her words and deeds have become much more mature, but in front of the person she likes, she is still the young girl who always flies on her cheeks back then.
However, the situation is critical now, even if she is in a state of great excitement, she wishes to immediately embrace Lynn. But she knows very well that if she does not kill Beatrice here, she will not be able to reach the happy future of the two of them.
Therefore, even though he was extremely shy, the bright moon halo behind Goddess Tiya's head still remained the same.
Not only that, she also understood the inner meaning of Lynn's words just now.
At the moment, the witch's spiritual longing body will dissipate at any time, but Beatrice burst out with unprecedented combat power in desperate situation, which led to the balance between the two sides requiring a slight external force to break.
The original goddess Tiya was preparing to burn her soul and give Beatrice a heavy blow to turn the situation around.
However, the only result of doing so was that she died on the spot and disappeared on the timeline of the next hundred thousand years.
Although she was unwilling to give up, she would be willing to do so if it was sacrificed for Lynn.
Fortunately, Lynn's sudden awakening reversed all this.
But the method he mentioned is a bit too shameful, right?
Even though for the past 100,000 years, whenever I think of my bold actions that night, my heart will be filled with the stimulation of being unkind. Sometimes I can't suppress my desires and use the memories of the time as a side dish to entertain myself, but she After all, he is not a fool, and he can't be as calm as Evist.
"Quick, there's no time."
When his thoughts were in chaos, Lin Neng spoke again.
The goddess Tiya's little face became more and more blushing, and she slowly lowered her head: "That's what I said, but"
Since she had to maintain the connection between herself and the evil god Beatrice, she closed her eyes and could not see the specific situation clearly.
However, before she finished speaking, something surprised her.
As the masculine aura came to her face, the goddess Tiya suddenly felt like she was being hugged into a warm embrace.
ah!
In an instant, Tiya subconsciously clamped her legs, and an unprecedented sense of happiness spread throughout her body.
After realizing what was going on, a strong sense of shyness and panic suddenly surged into my heart.
"Linn?! What are you going to do?!"
"Since you can't recall the memories of that night, it's only on-site creation."
The boy's breathing was extremely hot, and his voice seemed to reveal unrestrained desire.
The next second, with the sound of cloth tearing, the goddess Tiya felt as if she was thrown down by a sexual beast. Every inch of her skin on her body showed a beautiful and charming shallow appearance due to the rise in body temperature. pink.
But deep down, she was still the conservative silence saint.
After realizing that the boy's movements were not like a fake, she hurriedly pressed against the other party's chest: "I, I know! I know!"
The boy's movements stopped instantly and he returned to his initial calm, as if nothing had happened.
Recognizing the other party's real purpose, the goddess Tiya breathed a sigh of relief, and her cheeks became a little hot.
What a bad guy.
However, after Lin En's riot, the shyness that had just happened to be caused by that memory was instantly diluted.
After all, the Saint Laurents' temperaments are all mixed in favor of mixing things.
The next second, the goddess Tiya straightened her waist again, held her hands together, and placed it on her chest.
At the same time, the memory scene in front of her instantly flashed back to the night 100,000 years ago.
In an instant, Beatrice, who had a close connection with Tiya, seemed to suddenly notice something. The planetary flesh cluster that was floating in the sky and wrestling with the blood-colored blade suddenly stopped.
Then, an unprecedented roar of anger erupted!
"Good done."
Lin Neng gently touched the head of the goddess Tia, then jumped and flew towards the white-haired woman in the sky.
"The next time that thing is only you and me, I will be there."
The goddess Tiya whispered a little shyly from behind her.
The blood-colored giant blade constructed by the power of annihilation and the supreme power of the ending witch was stuck in the huge body exposed by Beatrice in mythical form.
The battle seemed to be in a stalemate, but only Beatrice knew what terrible pressure she was facing now.
The power seemed to be able to swallow and erase His existence and authority, and it became weaker every minute and second.
This is a terrible power that He has never seen in His tens of thousands of years of experience in His life.
Especially when the other party is just crossing time and space with a state of spiritual longing, his peak strength may be hundreds of times stronger than it is now.
At the thought of this, the panic in Beatrice's heart arose.
Why did you get into such a terrible guy?
While controlling the body in the mythical form, He continued to heal, extending out strands of blood-shaped creatures, spreading towards the blood-colored giant blade, trying to assimilate this terrible energy with pollution.
This is the only thing He can do at this moment.
After all, just to prevent the body from being split in half, I have tried my best.
But if this continues, Beatrice knows very well that she will be killed on the spot by the white-haired woman in front of her.
He has made so many preparations for resurrection, but he has clearly fallen into such a terrifying and hideous attitude.
Why? !
Yes, it's all Lynn's fault!
You must kill him! ! !
However, the thought had just arisen, and a current-like touch suddenly pierced into my mind.
In a trance, Beatrice felt something, and suddenly a few memories that did not belong to Him appeared in his mind.
That was the memory of He kneeling beside the bed, holding something thick and thin sliding up and down.
The whole process is presented in front of you from the first perspective.
Incredibly real and incredibly detailed.
It was as if the lowly woman in front of her who was serving men was like herself.
Even if he fell into an extremely dirty evil god, some habits and characteristics that had been engraved in his bones for tens of thousands of years could not be reversed so easily.
So Beatrice exploded instantly.
Especially when I see clearly the existence I am serving in my memory, I am actually the boy who hates him extremely.
Damn it! ! !
Lynn Bartleon! ! !
Why are you always! ! !
You always come out at critical moments to disrupt the situation, and ruin my good things again and again! ! !
Anger instantly dazzled Beatrice's mind, and caused the evil god's power that He had originally outputted with all his strength to produce a momentary fluctuation.
Extremely slight, but real.
It is precisely because of the power fluctuation in this moment that the long-standing Libra was broken. "Swish——"
The sound of the blood-colored giant blade cutting through the flesh and blood resounded throughout the divine moon.
No! ! !
In an instant, Beatrice was completely lost.
However, sometimes, the turn of things will always lead to some unexpected situations.
Just when Beatrice thought she was about to die, the blood-colored giant blade that was about to split the planet's flesh mass stopped again.
But this time, it was not caused by His resistance.
Beatrice stared blankly at the big skeleton hand stretched out from the blood door in the distance, and the blood-colored blade that soared into the sky in the palm of her palm, as if she had noticed something.
The next second, He suddenly burst into an extremely crazy laugh!
"Hahahahaha!!! It's really outrageous!!!"
"Lynn Bartleon! It seems that even the will of the world doesn't want you to go out from here alive!!!"
As a god, even though his personal strength is much worse than that of the Witch Miss, Beatris has a very broad vision and experience.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Therefore, He saw through the current situation at a glance.
Looking at the broken skeleton hands and the blood-colored giant blade that was undecided, the vertical pupils of the planetary flesh clump locked their eyes on the white-haired woman suspended in the sky.
As the initiator of this offensive, her face was pale at this moment, and the dark magic patterns extended everywhere like vines, as if they had reached the point where the oil was exhausted.
In any case, the body provided by Evist only has a sixth-level demigod.
In addition, the weakening brought by the Pantheon and the long river of time and space was too terrible. Even if the Witch wanted to revive her former powerful power, she was still unable to match it.
Or, no matter what, Beatrice is a real god.
It would be a bit fantastic to kill Him in one blow with such a body alone.
Being able to hurt Him to the point of only one breath is enough to reflect the power of the witch in the end.
But the other party is still alive after all.
But the arrival deadline for the Witch Miss has arrived.
After that, only Eviste, who was seriously injured, Tiya, who was unconscious in the saint, and Lynn, who was a second-level demon.
No matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of winning.
"That's it!!!" Beatrice's consciousness cried out, "Lynn Bartleon! I'm the one who wins!!!"
"As a last word, this sentence is really ridiculous."
In a trance, the boy's unquestionable calm voice echoed in the gap of the divine moon.
waste!
I wouldn't have believed you if I had known it!
Feeling the powerful force that quickly disappeared from his body and the witch's consciousness that became weaker and weaker, Evist, who handed over his body control, scolded him angrily.
The dawn of victory was right in front of me, and I could immediately carry my cute puppy back to the already built basement to start a sweet and happy life, but in the end I failed.
Just slash the blood-colored giant blade half an inch forward to break Beatrice's divine character and resolve the crisis.
But the last half inch of distance was impossible to reach no matter what.
Everything is caused by the incompetence of that bitch woman a hundred thousand years later.
Fortunately, she had just chosen to try to believe in the other party's strength for a moment.
What's the result?
A complete defeat!
What is the ending witch, what is the hunting of the gods?
In the end, even one's own believers can't protect them.
You will fail like you do now in your life!
Then he died darkly and alone in that prison!
Recognizing Evist's anger, the witch bit her lower lip tightly, blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and her internal organs felt like they were surging, and her consciousness was almost blurred.
Just a little bit away.
That's just a little bit.
She even refuted Evist's heart-wrenching words without any intention, maintained a slashing posture with a sword, trying to stop the collapse of the skeleton's big hands and the blood-colored giant blade.
She has experienced this feeling countless times in the last step towards victory.
She really didn't want to reappear with such despair and powerlessness.
Behind him is his lovely believer, and he must be kept alive no matter what.
However, in terms of consumption, the Witch Miss made great contributions throughout the battle. After all, this blow that was enough to destroy the god was fired by her own hands.
But how could a long distance of 100,000 years be so easy to cross?
Even the will of the world made a big joke with her at the last moment.
Perhaps you only need to hold on for another second. No, one tenth of a second, and the planetary flesh cluster in front of you will be completely annihilated.
However, at present, this tenth of a second is like a natural barrier, and it is difficult to cross.
The witch slowly closed her eyes, and an uncontrollable sadness suddenly surged into her heart.
At the last moment when the power was about to dissipate, only the harsh whistle made by the planetary flesh mass remained in his ears.
No.
There seems to be something other than those.
In an instant, the witch opened her eyes in disbelief and felt someone hugging her behind her back.
It was his warm embrace, not very generous, but extremely solid and reliable.
The boy covered his hands on her bloody and slender palms, and maintained his almost loose sword-holding posture with her.
"How can such a humble and shameless guy with a just incompetent false god who attempts to usurp the bodies of believers, such a humble and shameless guy with a even-match attitude to stand in front of a great existence like you?"
The reassuring words came with great confidence, and the witch took a deep breath.
Looking at the blood-colored giant blade that was about to scatter in front of him, Lin Neng narrowed her eyes while hugging her body from behind.
He could not provide the power assistance that Evisther and Miss Witch needed at this moment.
Since this is the case, we can only give some illusory idealism bonuses.
Thinking of this, he leaned over to the white-haired woman's ear, gently breathed warmly, and spoke words that had never been said to them before.
"Master, woof."
Time seemed to be still at this moment.
The next second, the unprecedented blood-colored light blade burned in anger, and it surged countless times in just half an instant, as if it was injected with chicken blood.
"Boom--"
With a rapid slash that was enough to cut the earth, a bright red light flashed from the horizon.
All existences that blocked this attack inevitably came to an end.
it's all over.
(This chapter ends)