my god is from hell

The black light rushed out like a tide, and everyone seemed to be in a body of water. Their walking and movements were somewhat sluggish, and they seemed to be able to smell the smell of water vapor in their breath.

The little witch and Yue Xuanzhao were the quickest to react, and they quickly arrived outside the dome cover based on their memory, and the suffocating feeling in their bodies gradually disappeared.

It can be seen that some kind of mysterious power seems to be attached to the black spherical shell of the dome cover, preventing further erosion of the black light.

The little witch and Yue Xuanzhao both breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked at Yue Xuanzhao: "What's going on? Since the eye of the desert is the eye of a dark god, how could Tusar stab it with a sword unprepared?" ? Will the leader of the reactionary army not know the nature of the Eye of the Desert?"

Yue Xuanzhao said solemnly: "That's exactly what I'm worried about. According to the information I found in the dome cover, the reactionary army seems to really not know the source of the desert eye, only that it was exchanged from the hands of the polluters. The special alchemy jewelry that came here; Shaerta—that is, the leader of the rebel army, so he planned to use his tricks and let Tusar wake up the desert eye."

The little witch frowned: "The Tusar I saw is not a person with such a simple mind... If he doesn't know what the Eye of the Desert is, how could he take the risk to get started directly, no matter how bad it is... let his subordinates do it And totally reasonable."

Yue Xuanzhao continued: "So, this is what I'm worried about - Tusar is also playing tricks."

"??? Where are they putting dolls here?" The little witch first complained, and then realized something, her face changed slightly, "You mean, Tusar knew the consequences of awakening the desert eye, but he still went there without hesitation. Did it? Does he know what the word "Dark God" means!"

Yue Xuanzhao frowned and remained silent.

Leaving aside the sin of the God of Darkness as the legend of opening the door of darkness and releasing the polluters; the God of Darkness alone, every time he comes, will bring a disaster that is almost wiped out to the world. Things no sane person would do.

Either Tusar has the tendency to destroy the world, or... he is sure to use the power of the dark god for himself!

But where did he have such confidence? ! !

In a tent area of ​​the numbered star.

In the spacious and empty tent, there is only a small wooden table in the center, with a cup of tea at the right temperature on it.

There was a rustle of tiny clothes, the bright red hem covered the futon beside the table, a bony hand stretched out from the long sleeve, and unhurriedly picked up the tea on the table.

Qi Shuang stood quietly by the side, his eyes were covered by a thin black belt, but his ears were very sensitive, and he waited for the person to sit down before he took a step forward and lowered his head to report: "My lord, the stone carving has been stolen. "

"Oh?" The man in the deep red coat seemed very surprised, he stopped drinking tea and closed his eyes slightly.

Behind him, the red-eyed Huan Shen is the same.

After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes, the red light in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and his tone became a little more interesting: "This one is not bad, even dare to steal the power of the dark gods, um...let him play more!" It will be fine in a while..."

Hearing this, Qi Shuang knew that she didn't need to find the stone carvings again, she lowered her head and was about to go out, but was stopped by the man again.

"Wait, did Xun Shaoyang succeed?" the man asked curiously.

Qi Shuang recalled it for a while, and quickly said: "Successful."

This time, without the man saying anything, the red eyes behind him were full of excitement: "Master, with him, we only have the omniscient god who has not yet obtained..."

"Ah Zhen, don't be so anxious." The man lightly reprimanded Huoshen, his eyes were as peaceful as ever, if it wasn't for the killing line between his brows that broke the softness, he would really look like a refined and harmless middle-aged man.

When Qi Shuang heard the word "only left", the brows slightly moved, but she quickly calmed down.

The future of mankind is none of his business.

In the desert south of Black Dome City.

Yan Qing's eyes suddenly turned to a certain place in the north, and his fingers holding Zuo Luoxing tightened slightly, a trace of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Master Yan Qing? What's the matter?" Zuo Luoxing held his hand instead, avoiding the energy beam of the particle gun in front of him.

"I feel...a familiar breath." Yan Qing replied with a bit of surprise in his tone, and the "season of blooming flames" in his hand never stopped.

Under the influence of Shaerta's "Aphasia", many of his magic spells cannot be used. This magic spell, which is synthesized from Ye Suo's "Season of All Things Blooming" and Little Witch's "Flame of Vengeance", is probably due to the complexity of the ingredients. It has been judged to be a natural divine spell and is not restricted by aphasia.

Most of the people in Shaerta's team are ordinary people, not to mention being burned by the fire of desire, even ordinary flames can't resist at all, so they can only circle outside the range of divine arts.

But even so, the opponent's weapon didn't know whether it had been modified by the polluters, and the range was much farther than theirs, so that the situation was a bit stalemate.

Just when Yan Qing was staring at Black Dome City, the communicator on Shaerta's wrist vibrated, knowing that the Eye of the Desert had been completely opened by Tusar.

There was a gleam of light in Shaerta's eyes, and when he looked at Yan Qing and the others, the urgent killing intent before was gone, but a pitiful and indifferent look.

"Lian Chaosheng, it's your turn." Shaerta said hoarsely, and slowly retreated to the back of the line.

It was only then that Zuo Luoxing and the others noticed that there was a man with a hood in the opponent's team. His temperament seemed to be incompatible with other people. When he raised his head, there was a calm and fanatical temperament in his eyes.

"The polluter!" Zuo Luoheng said in a serious tone, frowning and thinking about why he didn't notice such a person before.

The polluter didn't even look at the prophetic envoy who logically should be the most valued, but fixed his eyes on Yan Qing.

That gaze was cold and crazy, and the collision of two completely different emotions made this person look extremely dangerous.

Yan Qing frowned slightly, subconsciously resisting this overly fanatical gaze, but he could still feel the other party's overly hot gaze wandering over him.

Zuo Luoxing also sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously stood in front of Yan Qing, blocking that crazy sight.

Only the little mouse anxiously wanted to push Lin Ze away when he saw the polluter—Lin Ze, who was hidden, seemed to be completely visible to the little mouse, and every time the pushing action fell into place.

How could Lin Ze retreat at this time, after stroking the little mouse's head comfortingly, he looked at the other side solemnly.

After the polluter had seen enough of Yan Qing, he suddenly opened his fingers.

Seeing this preparatory action, which seemed to be a magic spell, even though they knew that the polluter hadn't summoned the gods, everyone still subconsciously looked at his palm.

——seeing a pair of red eyes surrounded by strange patterns.

Different from the static graffiti they saw on the wall before, the pair of eyes in the hands of the polluter seemed to wake up suddenly, the eyes were terribly gloomy, and the red eyes were full of anger——

"Little crying bag?" Yan Qing said subconsciously, always feeling that those red eyes could force tears in a second.

And that's exactly what happened.

In the second between those eyes and the crowd—more precisely, Yan Qing's gaze, a strange cold wind suddenly blew from the sand-ravaged desert, just like the chill before it rained, bringing With thick moisture vapor.

Everyone seemed to be immersed in a super water body. There was no drop of water, but they still felt the huge resistance of their hands and feet. Their mouths and noses seemed to be drowned, and there was a strange feeling of liquid rolling between their breaths.

Shaerta also felt this unusual water vapor and cold wind. Unlike everyone else, his expression was dignified and respectful. He was in a drowning environment, but his eyebrows were very peaceful.

The flames caused by the divine spell had long been extinguished, but no one from Shaerta left. They dropped their weapons and embraced the moment of drowning with open arms.

"This is... um, cough... what..."

Zuo Luoxing covered his mouth and nose, but still couldn't stop the choking feeling of drowning, and it became very difficult to speak.

Yan Qing stared at those eyes, frowned slightly, opened his lips and read: "Divine art - please close your eyes when it's dark."

In an instant, the feeling of drowning in everyone disappeared, and it was replaced by darkness, as if they didn't even know how to place their hands and feet.

But fortunately, in the next second, Yan Qing's voice reached everyone's ears: "The spiritual power is not enough for everyone to move around, so don't move around, I will restore your consciousness depending on the situation."

When the five senses are completely dark, mental activities will become particularly active. It is impossible not to question or worry, but fortunately, both Lin Ze and Zuo Luoheng have psychological quality far beyond ordinary people, and it is still possible to lose control temporarily. Bear.

Everyone thought that Yan Qing did this to overcome the overwhelming magical powers brought by those eyes, but in fact, Yan Qing, who was out of everyone's field of vision, gradually approached those eyes.

The only one who can clearly see his actions is Zuo Luoxing who shares the same audio-visual experience as him.

"Master Yan Qing!" Zuo Luoxing exclaimed.

Yan Qing turned his head and let out a soft "hush", his long silver hair was winding down his head, his whole body was soaked in the moonlight, and there was no fear or anxiety in his eyes.

What surprised Zuo Luoxing was that after Yan Qing regained his status as the moon god, those extremely human eyes actually gradually reduced their anger, and he watched Yan Qing go away with some blank eyes. past.

"Why are you crying again?" Yan Qing's voice carried the tenderness and comfort unique to the Moon God, making people wish to throw themselves into his arms to express their grievances.

Zuo Luoxing swore that he had never heard Yan Qing speak in such a voice, and he almost thought that he was possessed by that weird moon god Yue Xing.

The polluter, who watched Yan Qing come to die with excited eyes, was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the pair of eyes in his hand.

I saw the eyes turning dully for a moment, the eyeballs were deflated, and I really wanted to tell my grievances——

"I told you not to cry!" The silver-haired and silver-eyed Gentle Moon God's complexion suddenly changed, and he controlled the magic to squeeze the polluter's hands tightly, as if this could stop the other party's tears from shedding.

However, after a brief pause, the polluter's palms slowly produced two trickles.

Not only that, everyone also heard a very forceful cry: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh...my

The author has something to say:

When he was on the moon star, Yan Yan looked at the people who were persuaded by the moon god to put down their weapons, and felt that he had learned something.

Thank you, little angel, for the nutrient liquid duck ~ kiss (#／.＼#)