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At this moment, the must-hit sharp gun burst out with a powerful brilliance that had never been possessed by its original owner, Brunhilde.

Feel the many terrifying divine powers mixed in the spear.

Sigurd's stern expression finally couldn't hold on!

Damn it, I got fucked again!

Chapter 250 The Twilight Guided by the Gods Personally!

"Sigurd!" Brunhilde watched this scene and shouted her husband's name in panic.

"You must hold on...!" Sigurd murmured with difficulty.

But soon he found out that he couldn't dodge the shot no matter what.

On the tip of the gun was the radiance of the curse formed after the oath was broken, and with the support of the dark gods, that power could not be stopped even Sigurd, the king of warriors and the hero of dragon slaying.

Pooh!With a light flick of the spear, it pierced Sigurd's body through his chest effortlessly.

"Unfortunately...Brünhildr..." Sigurd looked at his chest that had been pierced through, and opened his mouth with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

For the first time, this mighty King of Warriors felt the passing of his life, and blood flowed from his chest.

For the first time since birth, I feel extremely weak and powerless physically. Is my life so fragile?Sigurd felt infinite remorse in his heart. If he recovered his memory earlier, no matter whether it was these treacherous people or gods, he would not have the chance to take action against them.

But it's too late to say anything now...

The only thing he can't let go of is his wife Brunhilde, whom he has just deeply hurt.

"Sigurd!!" Brunhild hugged the fallen Sigurd tightly.

how is this possible!How could her beloved powerful warrior lose to the little man of the dwarf Hagen, even if it was the gun she once had - it wouldn't be so powerful!

He is a great hero who can kill even the dragon Fafnir, so how could he fall under her spear so easily.

Even if she herself held a sharp gun, it would be impossible to kill Sigurd so easily.

At this time, Brunhilde's intelligent brain quickly figured everything out.

It must be the gods in the sky, or even her beloved father, the great god Odin, who personally took action!Brunhilde's eyes were full of mournful tears.

A pair of pink arms hugged Sigurd tightly.

Why, why should all this unfair and sad fate be imposed on this simple and kind man.

Brunhilde thought of the tragic fate of this beloved man.Obviously, together, they are only one step away from breaking the prophecy and destiny.

It's all my fault, we shouldn't have met each other!

If you never met, you would still be the great hero who accomplished the great feat of slaying the dragon and was admired by all people. If you hadn’t met yourself, you wouldn’t be tricked by these treacherous villains and gods time and time again, forcing you into the abyss of despair.At this time, Sister Bu was just like Sigurd, and she no longer missed him.

Brunhilde remembered the words Sigurd hugged him and said when he just recovered his memory.

——If someone still stands in front of them, then he will knock down everything, even if it is a god, then he will knock down the god with his own hands!He will tear the throat of fate with his own hands!

As the hero's wife, she should continue to complete what the hero has not done.

The gods actually chose to attack Sigurd, so they should pay the due price.

at this time……

The cursed ring of the Nibelungen, washed away by generations of sacrificial love, is harmless in its colossal magic.

Brunhilde drew the spear that had impaled her husband.

Looking at the dwarf Hagen who looked greedily at the ring on his middle finger, Miss Bu raised her weapon without saying a word.

She kissed Sigurd lightly on the corner of the mouth, and put it down.

"Rest in peace, my love. Death is not a terrible thing. The world after death is pure nothingness, not like this world, always bound by desire and power. You are free, Sigurd. Peacefully Go away, this world is not worth your nostalgia."

Finished...

The magic power of the ring amplified Brunhilde's magic power, and a raging blue fire ignited under the feet of the two, and Brunhilde stepped into it without the slightest hesitation.

That huge and pure power exists from the beginning of creation, enough to perform any miracle.

At this moment, a very familiar discourse, and a very familiar illustration appeared from the book.

It was the same blue flame rising from the spear that the Valkyrie held in her arms.

The individual Brunhilde is with the flame from beginning to end.

When I met Sigurd, and now it's time to avenge Sigurd.

From the moment when her consciousness was born, to the moment when her life came to an end.

No matter when the flames follow.

When she came back to her senses, she had become the flame itself.

You can see it too, right?

Cyan flame.Magic released?

Brunhild: No, it's not.

This is overflowing from my heart, the form of my thoughts.