MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 967 ·Evil (below)

Seeing the resurrection of the mystery Lord and revealing the truth, Yan Xiong could not help but sneer.

"You guy, you can hide it deep enough!" He looked at the mysterious owner who subconsciously changed back to the human old man, and said strangely, "Don't pretend! Especially the world sees you." Just like it!"

The mystery of the resurrection of the Lord of the Order finally regained his calmness, and then he knew everything that happened from the information that was passed to him by God, and could not help but smile.

"Hey! I have concealed it for so many years..." He shook his head helplessly and changed back to his true appearance.

"What should I call this Xiongtai?"

"Or call me the mystery god. I was the **** of magic and art in the original elf gods. I just kept hiding my identity with the mysterious god..."

Between the two talking, their eyes suddenly stunned and their faces were sluggish.

They saw that the armor of the Glorious Lord suddenly lost its light, and then disappeared. When it reappeared, it became dark and inky. This black armor is no longer heavy, and there is no face on the face, so everyone can see his chilling evil smile at the moment.

(Rely! Blackening?!)

In the brain of Yan Xiong’s brain, just flashing such a thought, I saw that the Lord of Glory had set off the warhammer that also turned dark without any warning. A hammer that squinted at the dragon would be completely formed, and its body would be almost Interrupted at the waist.

"Ah! What is He doing?"

Xiongxiong exclaimed, subconsciously rushed up, wanting to rescue the dragon of chaos.

This old dragon had an appointment with him to help each other. He borrowed the treasure of the best master from the old dragon, and he was very rewarded. He just relied on the old dragon to help him, and he escaped from being burnt by the Chaos. Danger, at this moment, it is natural to fulfill the promise and pull it when the old dragon needs help.

But before he even rushed out, he saw the main hand of the order waved, and was snarled into a two-stage chaos dragon with a fierce roar and flew over here.

Xiong Xiong hurriedly launched the tentacle, just like opening a huge net, and the chaotic dragon net was inside and picked it up.

The power of the Lord of the Order is very clever, and the dragon of Chaos flies very fast, but when Xiongxiong catches it, it feels that there is not much power, and it is easy to catch it.

However, Yan’s brow wrinkled.

He clearly felt that the body of the Chaos Dragon was collapsing quickly, and the Glorious Lord had just hammered the dead hand, and the old dragon had been fatally wounded.

If the Lord of Order can free his hands, it may be possible to heal this injury and save the life of the Chaos Dragon. However, at this moment the Lord of the Order is confronting the Lord of Glory, and there is no way to separate the power to heal it.

And Xiong Xiong himself... let him swallow and digest, he can do it, but let him heal... At least for now, he can do nothing.

Therefore, he can only helplessly watch the dragon of Chaos breathe in his arms and gradually die.

"Why?" He couldn't help but ask the Lord of Glory.

The Lord of Glory did not answer, and even did not look at it. He was watching the Lord of the Order steadily, and his mouth was tilted with a dreadful arc, and his smile was extremely insidious and vicious.

The armor and the usual weapons of His body have also become dark and dark, and although the whole person has the strong and arrogant atmosphere of the past, there is a lot of heavy evil, which makes people shudder at first glance.

"Can... why? I am afraid of me... with the order... join hands... but..." The body of Chaos Dragon shimmered with light and darkness, and finally managed to recover the complete look, but the three heads were left. One, the breath is still falling, and it will die.

"Oscar... help me..." It said weakly.

"Sorry, I can't help you." Yan Xiong smiled. "I can't cure your injury."

The dragon of Chaos shook his head: "Help me... revenge..."

"I can't beat him. And..."

"I... never... offended... He..." The dragon of Chaos has gradually become speechless, but its will still whispers in the ears of the male, "On the contrary... I have... helped him. ...He is with me...agree...to deal with...chaos..."

Xiong Xiong immediately understood that the Chaos Dragon not only had to deal with chaos with his own, but also with the Lord of Glory.

Therefore, He will be so confident that he will rush to the two great divine powers to devour the chaos of the chaos, because it feels that the Glorious Lord will help himself.

Who thought that the Lord of Glory actually shot it!

"I... not reconciled..." The breath of the Chaos Dragon almost disappeared completely, but it struggled to make a bite in the tentacles of Xiongxiong.

It has no strength, and this bite is not biting. But with this mouth, all its power has turned into a torrent, pouring into the body of the male.

Accompanied by this torrent is the understanding of "chaos" and various related means and memories.

Knowing that the death period is approaching, Chaos Dragon finally chose to entrust his strength and wisdom as a legacy to Shaoxiong, hoping that Yuxiong can abide by his promise and avenge himself.

The figure that looked at it disappeared completely, and the eyes were cold and gloomy.

"You can go with confidence. I promise you that the guy who is betrayed will be punished as he should!"

When he made such a promise, it was as if he heard the words of Chaos Dragon.

Yan Xiong looked up and stared at the Lord of Glory who was confronting the Lord of Order.

Although I don’t know why the Glorious Lord wants to do this kind of thing, he has made promises and revenge for the Chaos Dragon!

This old dragon has been passionate about giving others a face all his life. Now that he is dead, he is willing to ask for it.

Yan Xiong’s vision is like a real thing, falling coldly on the Lord of Glory. His eyes contained a powerful force. Even the glory of the sinister sinister could not help but feel a little uncomfortable. He couldn’t help but look at the singer.

It was this gap that looked at it, and the Lord of the Order had already rushed forward, and suddenly appeared in front of the Glorious Lord, throwing a heavy punch.

This punch is heavier than any punch in the past. Even though the Lord of Glory is ready, he is not able to catch it completely, and he is beaten back and forth.

Before he could wait for him to keep his footsteps, the Lord of the order once again caught up and waved his fist.

He punches heavier than a punch, and each punch makes the Lord of Glory extremely difficult, almost to the point of being overwhelmed.

"Uther, let you finally irritate me!"

The Lord of Order is also someone's feelings, will it be angry and angry?

Many people have guessed this way, and most of the gods believe that he has no feelings, at least no strong feelings.

Look at the appearance of the wheel of order, then, how can the mechanized cold **** of the gods have a strong God?

At this moment, everyone finally understood that they had guessed wrong before.

The Lord of order is emotional, and He will be angry, angry, and even angry.

At this moment, his voice is not high, but the anger contained in the voice can be heard even by children.

After being repeatedly provocative, even after the old friend Chaos Lord died in front of himself, the Lord of the order finally became angry, finally angry, and finally angry.

He whispered, punching and punching, like a thunder, smashing the void, and slamming into the darkness, not seeing even the glory of the glory.

"It is my fault to let you live to the present." He said coldly, "Now, it is time for me to correct this mistake!"

"Dead! Uther, let!"