Miss Elf Dragon

Rumble

Suddenly there was a roar of thunder in the sky, and lightning struck strangely behind, bringing a strange light to the top of this open-air venue.

"Why did it thunder suddenly? I didn't hear it would rain tonight."

Thunder and lightning roared past, causing people to whisper.

To be precise, the day carefully selected by the Holy See should not only not rain, but should also have clear weather. This was carefully predicted and calculated in advance.

"Could it be caused by some great power being promoted? But it's not right. It's like becoming a saint to cause such a situation. I haven't heard that Luo Fan has the power of thunder."

At such a sensitive place and moment, everyone present could not help but feel more sensitive and lively.

Disrupted by this, the rhythm of the sacred music played by the band became chaotic, and Mengni and others on the stage also lost their steps.

"What's going on? Are all the musicians doing it for a living? They can't adapt to this situation, and their psychological quality is too poor."

Mengni complained in a low voice while trying to find the timetable. The other goddesses and saints were not qualified enough to dare to speak, while Pelotina kept her eyes closed and was immersed in her own state, not noticing the difference around her.

She is really resentful towards the god of light in the upper realm.

That guy blindly commanding from across the world in the sky can cause the elves to suffer a lot of twists and turns. The whole family is in panic because the godhead imbued by their faith has been taken away. Three hundred elves left their homes and came to the Holy See, and some even fell asleep forever in the Holy See. This land can no longer return to our homeland

As small as Perotina herself, she is obviously a cub that has not yet grown up, but she has experienced life and death many times. She has to fight wits and courage with those unpredictable people and work hard. Her happy and carefree life is gone forever. It’s all because of the God of Light

Moreover, she also vaguely felt in her heart that she might be a descendant or messenger of the God of Creation. In short, she should be from the side of the God of Creation. Therefore, facing the culprit who persecuted the God of Creation and made him disappear from this world, Pelotina felt even more angry from the bottom of her heart. This anger was even more powerful than the previous racial justice and personal gains and losses. Got her.

Thinking like this, Perotina's movements suddenly increased. She ignored the holy sound that stopped completely due to the weirder celestial phenomena, and stepped on the whirring wind that was getting stronger and stronger, and danced in the wind.

Don’t you want us to submit to you? Then come on and let me see how powerful you are.

Don’t you regard personal life and death as nothing? Then fight and see if you can achieve your goal before we all die.

Didn’t you kill the God of Creation and want to dominate the upper world? Then try it and see how you can still fight this war without soldiers after I destroy your base of believers.

Perotina waved her arms, kicked her legs, raised her hands, and moved her feet. She used vivid body language to express all the anger and fighting spirit in her heart, pointing straight to the sky. The other three people on the stage all moved away due to the sudden strong wind. Only Perotina danced more and more passionately. In the center of the stage, at the core of the whirlpool, he danced wantonly and scolded Fang Qiu.

All the light magic props used to turn on the lights were ineffective. At this moment, in this world, only Perotina in the center was glowing with light. There was flowing silver light and vague tree shadows in the light, which emanated from Pelotina's body, spread little by little to the surroundings, and sprinkled on everyone in the audience.

"What the goddess wants to express seems to be angry and intense, but this light is soft and kind, as if it can tolerate everything."

Benedick stretched out his arms in a hugging posture, wanting to shine the silver light on himself

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Holding her in my arms is in vain.

Silthwaite, who was watching the performance quietly, couldn't stay any longer.

He stared at Perotina closely, feeling her whole mood, looking at the silver glow spreading around her, clenching his fists, and was about to rush to the stage to take Perotina off.

Nonsense, nonsense, so nonsense. Pelotina, you are actually communicating with the gods, and you are still expressing your intention to fight with the gods. Do you know what you are doing? You are playing with fire and risking your life.

At this moment, Silthwaite's first thought was to quickly stop her from further angering the gods, as this would definitely not bring good results for her.

"Pelotina, stop and leave with me."

The hurricane that enveloped the stage seemed to be very repulsive to the approach of others. It sensed the idea of ​​Silthwaite trying to intrude, and even consciously took the initiative to fight back.

In desperation, Silthwaite used most of his sealed source power to break through the barrier and came to Perotina.

"Come with me"

He grabbed Perotina's wrist and pulled her away from here.

At the same time, Perotina's closed eyes suddenly opened. She only glanced at Silthwaite, and he couldn't help but let go of his clenched palms, and his soul was also shaken.

"You, who are you? You are not Perotina"

Silthwaite, sensing the danger, took a few steps back and stood on the edge of the hurricane. Her waist-length hair was messy and fluttered, with her teeth and claws dancing behind her. Although he was in good health without opening the protective shield, his robes were torn apart in the strong wind, but now he couldn't care less about it.

Staring closely at Perotina's silvery eyes, Silthwaite found that the pupils had changed from cyan to light silver, and the look she was looking at him had become extremely unfamiliar.

"Who are you"

Silthwaite pursed her lips and asked again.

He didn't know if his voice was trembling, but he felt fear when the other party's gaze came over him. That was something that could only be felt when facing the God of Light, not even veteran gods with ordinary gods. Make him feel.

Perotina did not answer his question, but slowly turned around and looked up at the cracked sky.

As chaos emerged there, the whole world became more and more violent, with howling winds, lightning and thunder, and the boundary between the upper and lower realms actually appeared.

"What exactly is going on"

Nero looked at the increasingly cracked sky, and then at the two people in the center of the stage, feeling at a loss.

Why did such a terrible situation happen, and it seems that it was his dearest Perotina who caused it?

At this time, the thunder and lightning sky changed again. A figure poked out from the gap with great difficulty and appeared in front of everyone. That's not me, it's just a projection.

"Heaven is a god"

The priests saw at a glance that the man's face was exactly the same as the appearance of the God of Light carved on the hall.

The boundary between the upper and lower realms is indeed unbreakable even by gods. The projection dissipated in the shrinking cracks before it completely appeared in the lower realms, leaving only a majestic voice that resounded throughout the world.

"Kill her"

Ran Ran