Chapter 1771 The shadow of the coming (eating, drinking, drinking, sleeping)
The God of War fell.
The lord stood on the balcony, watching the huge body of the God of War being subdued by the evil and barbaric figure, and his whole body collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his strength.
What came to my ears were the burning of trees, the wailing of the tribe members, and the screams of the insects.
We made a wrong choice.
The lord thought.
It was incited by Morris' powerful speech, thinking that this was the end of the Spirit. They have no way out. Only by waking up the god of death with their own sacrifice can they end the curse and suffering that has spread for countless thousand years in the Spirit Clan. However, is this really what you want?
The lord lowered his head, and what he could feel now was endless pain and sorrow. Their faith, their guiding lights have fallen at this moment. So, can they really accomplish their own tasks?
No, you can't.
A gentle voice appeared in the lord's ears, causing it to shivered.
The fate of the Spirit Clan has long been destined, so why not try to accept all this?
"No, we shouldn't do this..."
You used to do this, recall that history, full of joy, indulgence and pride. That is your history, and it makes everything that is now. You're just lost, kids.
The voice was gentle like the girl's soft arms, gently stroked the lord's neck, and exhaled like orchid in its ears.
You should come back and face your destiny.
You will not be destroyed, you will be with me.
"No——————!"
The lord's voice became high, and it wanted to show its strength, but it was more like a bluffing wail in this empty room.
"We will never surrender!"
This is not surrender.
The sound was not fluctuating at all, calm and gentle, as if telling a certain fact.
This is just your destiny, you see it as depravity, eternal pain, but is it really that way? Don’t you want to regain your former glory? What day did the spiritual race once rule over everything in the universe? Back then, everything is under control.
"I……………”
The lord did not speak, and that glorious past appeared in his mind. The former spiritual race conquered the stars and became the master of the Milky Way. Their thoughts are supreme sacred scriptures, their warships cover the sky and the sun, and they are the masters of this world. They indulge in enjoyment and desire joy……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Happy!
Recalling those slutty days, the lord trembled suddenly.
But…that’s normal, isn’t it?
They have ruled everything, and what they seek is naturally supreme happiness. Because this is their power as the rulers of the Galaxy, they have this qualification and also the power to enjoy all this.
That's right, that's it.
The whispering sounds emerged again, calm, gentle, calm.
This is just a rule and a law, and everything is like this. Desire for enjoyment, desire for joy, desire for happiness. You have done nothing wrong, you have come into contact with the further path to the end. But your rigid thoughts are not yet ready to accept it.
So we ran away.
The lord bent down and cried bitterly. It felt like an old stubborn voice, and that voice had no accusations, it was just comforting itself, but it made the lord's heart more and more painful. Indeed, the Spirits have always longed for returning to their former glory and blamed all disasters on the Lord of Joy.
But, is this really correct?
Did we make the wrong choice from the beginning?
Come back, my child.
It is calling it.
You are the last survivors, I will not hurt you, I have a common goal like you. We will rebuild the glory of the Spirit and spread it all over every corner of this universe.
Accompanied by this sound, scenes appeared in the lord's brain. Countless Spiritual warships span the starry sky, and their beautiful and elegant and noble ships reflect purple glory. Every spiritual race among the warships is enjoying, dancing, and singing indulgingly. Praise the eternal gods, and amid their singing, the inferior races on the planets humbly choose to surrender.
In the end, the shining and wonderful purple will envelop the entire universe, and the glory of the spiritual race will return!
Make the Spirit Clan great again!
And it, as the lord of the spirit clan, stood in front of the luxurious, beautiful and dazzling armor, accepting worship and cheers from all things in the universe. Because behind it is the greatest, most beautiful, most dazzling and most sacred existence in this universe.
The lord stood up and felt that he was no longer so scared in his heart. The Spirit races should indeed move towards a new era. They are wrong, and they are always wrong. This is not the enemy of the Spirits, but their future. They should embrace and accept this future just like everyone else, rather than fear it and stay away from it.
But even so, it is still willing to patiently wait for their repentance. It believes that one day they will understand this truth and return to their side. Oh, what a great love this is!
The lord only felt his tears in his eyes. He repented of his ignorance and stupidity, and he also knew that he should make up for his mistakes.
It's still time now!
But what to do?
This question was answered the moment it appeared in the lord's mind. A delicate, beautiful dagger formed by flesh and soul appeared out of thin air in its hands. It stared at the dagger and was obsessed with its wonderful and exquisite workmanship, which reminded it of the glory of the spiritual race. Holding this dagger, it felt as if it had returned to that era.
Everything was so beautiful when it used to be, but now, what it hopes is to bring it back.
The lord turned around and no longer focused on the killing and destruction outside, it had a brand new, sacred goal.
It will fight for the new future of the Spirit.
"Dong!!"
The heavy gate was knocked open, and the girls and the Dark Night Guard rushed into the palace of the Spirit Clan and broke through the Zerg attacks, which really took a lot of effort. If Duanmuhuai hadn't hit Kane's head on, and the two wild giant beasts rolled and fought together, they might have to work hard to get out of it.
But to everyone's surprise, when they rushed into the Spiritual Palace, what they were greeted was not the imagined artillery fire and attack, but.........
Nothing? ?
"What's going on?"
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Looking at the empty hall in front of him, Lorena was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.
"Have they escaped?"
"Aikot is staring at it. No one has left the ark yet."
Mary shook her head.
"We keep moving forward, as Flilian said, first take over the main control here...what sound?"
However, before Mary finished speaking, she suddenly stopped. The others hurriedly shut up and listened curiously. Soon, they heard it.
Thrilling screams and crazy laughter came from the depths of the palace.
“………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Everyone looked at each other and stared ahead.
The swarms will not laugh, it is true that they can call, and the Dark Night Guards are silent during the battle. So who does this laughter come from now?
"Da da da da da da da da!"
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and everyone looked in the direction of the footsteps, and saw a spiritual race stumbled towards this side on the other side of the corridor. Seeing everyone, it not only did not stop, but ran faster, while still waving its hands at them.
"Kill me, hurry up! Kill me!"
"???"
Faced with the wailing of the Spirit Clan, everyone was confused and had no idea what was going on. However, at this moment, shadows suddenly fell from the sky and fell beside the spiritual race.
It was a guy riding a monster like a snake, neither a man nor a woman. The latter's arm had turned into a sharp scimitar, and he reached out and pierced the body of the spirit race. The spiritual tribe then let out heart-wrenching screams and shouts, blending with the screams from the depths of the palace, without distinction between them.
"Don't leave, my dear baby."
The man and woman opened their mouths, and the tongue that stretched out from it licked the spiritual tribe's cheeks flexibly like a snake. Then it turned its head, its pair of dark eyes, full of viciousness and excitement, staring at everyone.
Seeing this scene, everyone tensed up. As members of the Inquisition, of course they have watched the Inquisition’s promotional videos, and naturally they know what the enemy appears in front of them is.
The evil god's lackey, the demon of the subspace.
"Ah, beautiful little cutie, it seems you are here at the right time."
The shemale grinned, revealing her bloody mouth and sharp teeth.
"We are holding a wonderful banquet. I wonder if you are willing to attend it with a favorable face? Oh, I believe you will not refuse, because you have no way to refuse!"
As it spoke, black shadows fell from all directions. They all had twisted and ugly bodies like the previous demons, riding a mount like a snake. At the same time, a pink mist emerged, whistling and wrapping everyone - this was enough to make people feel unprecedented stimulation and lose their minds in extreme madness.
However, they dissipated.
The golden skull emitted cold black flames, and the aura of destruction filled with dark eyes ruthlessly annihilated all warmth and love, allowing them to return to nothingness.
Both sides raised their weapons one after another.
Then, gunfire sounded and a new battle broke out.