"Is he coming?" The sage asked

"You can trust him if you bless the tree." Lin Yuxing is still quietly watching the holy light fall on the edge of the abyss battlefield. Some history has changed since then, and some once arrogant … curtain call.
The sage sacrificed all the treasures of body double at the expense of blood. Hard paper symbols stood in front of the two men like shields. He was fine. He was afraid that the king’s eggs would be hurt. Even if he believed that this man had a strong defense … I am afraid that ten more Matthew would not blow him up.
But after all, the dream is confident if you don’t weave with your hands and eggs.
He arranged to protect the tree to save people to the limit, but he didn’t leave himself. He must witness history here-he had already pulled and injected mana before he entered the stadium.
The sage may be able to understand what he thinks, or he may not. He knows that he doesn’t want to experience another collapse of the sun spire.
At the moment when the holy light blew up, the sage was in a trance, with his arms open and his body tightly protecting Lin Yuxing’s arms.
I don’t know how long the ear kept rumbling. The two of them have been falling in the broken body double spells. One by one, the flying light elements are broken, and the turbulent air billow is tightly wrapped around them. The two people are swaying like fate, according to the boat, Lin Yuxing’s weaving defense is stable enough, and the sage is filled with powerful mana. Both of them are not hurt. After a long time, they finally fall to the ground, but the sage still holds him and refuses to let go.
Lin Yuhang sighed in a low voice, "Sage, you are hurting me …"
The sage kissed him on the side of the face and then let him go. Looking back, the huge body of the ancient demon has been blown to pieces by Matthew’s department. The frantic energy storm is calming down, and Dennis is in the middle of it.
underestimate the enemy or one’s opponent
Probably the arrogant king refused to die in print.
His teammates guarded half of the Sages’ Guild Gold Refiner, and the explosion center of his hand turned into dust.
Some of them are loyal in their bones, some are limited by swearing to the royal family, and more are … afraid to run.
After little Walker ran away with half the people, Dennis was so angry that he cursed the unheard-of vulgar words, and the remaining half came to anoint the soles of his feet. He scolded him and dared not move again.
"A group of traitors! Coward! The old man was the first to execute them after he ascended the throne! Fuck! "
Can people who are afraid choose to believe that their king is just a cross of light? Wang Daren must … Well, I hope … There’s better be a fucking way!
Even though their knowledge is much broader than German, Dennis really thinks that it is just a sixth-order holy light spell that looks good. On the power and scope, he deserves his flame storm shoes.
Matthew is the most despised person by Dennis among all the brothers and sisters.
With a pretentious resurrection pie, it was easily cultivated by the queen. Dennis hated him since he was a child, and he hated him even more when he grew up.
An old and ugly nun is a scum who studies resurrection. What qualifications do you have to compare with him in the world? What qualifications are more popular with the queen than him?
Jealousy and hatred have become the armor spikes of this proud king for many years.
He never faced Matthew’s cunning.
So when he pulled out all the spells to compress the nuclear bomb and wanted to teach Matthew to be a man in the explosion center, he got Matthew’s pity-a glimpse.
At that moment, Dennis was wrapped in the holy light and fried popcorn. None of the protective devices and high-tech armor saved the noble life of a generation of kings.
Death took everything away, and suddenly he remembered-it turned out that Matthew looked down on him instead of him in this life.
At the age of 16, he set up the Black Tower Expedition. He deliberately invited Matthew to go with him and left Matthew before leaving. Did he dare to hide in the shadow of the cross statue?
At the age of 17, when he returned from his expedition, he took the opportunity to steal Matthew’s first love-Matthew likes a nun with melon face and big eyes. He often holds scriptures on the roof of the monastery and reads them as lightly as lilies on a summer night. Matthew really likes what she has. Dennis must take her away. How can a king give his feelings to a poor man?
Soon Dennis played with people and abandoned them and threw them into the Colosseum. Then he saw Matthew stumble into a group of monsters of Warcraft and cried and picked up the girl’s body. Dennis heard his brother sobbing and swearing, and I was sorry. I must develop resurrection to save you … Dennis was happier than revenge.
One-year-old Matthew applied to the Queen for the first research and development fund for resurrection, and his immediate teacher, the Pope today, was preparing Dennis for the bar mitzvah ceremony, and Matthew shrank like a poor snot.
19-year-old Dennis succeeded in building the youngest six-step fire method in the world, and Matthew knelt in the cemetery of the monastery and didn’t know who was crying.
2 years old … 3 years old … 4 years old …
Dennis didn’t know how long he had been jealous of Matthew. He thought it was marginal darkness to meet him before.
Sad and happy death again
The sage can still see the complete body of Dennis, which was put back by Matthew’s high-level regeneration after the dust settled.
Put back his unwilling appearance before he died.
Matthew stepped on the corpse and laughed wildly. He won. He finally won.
The arrogant eldest brother finally died in his hands.
"Lenore I revenge you … revenge … finally …"
As if all his life had been taken out, Matthew himself, like those experimenters who died at his hands, was full of white hair and wrinkles, and time left his body like running water. He knelt down in tears and was still surrounded by blood and rain of several buried people.
Then a beautiful rainbow sword ran through Matthew’s heart.
Embarrassed, Ilya emerged from the void. Thrym was behind her.
Matthew slowly poured Dennis’s body without even struggling.
A generation of archbishops used to raise their hands casually and have a dozen high-level therapies. People who were not dead could save anything.