Chapter 112 (2/2)

The star stone fortress was originally built with the star sky as the core. It contains the pure power of stars and is used to nourish the divine tree.

Under the nourishment of the stars, the sacred tree blooms brilliantly. Even if the roots are dug up by the little fox, even if the surrounding spring of life is dug up by the little fox with soil, even if the lucky grass condensed by ice is stripped away by the little fox at one go, the sacred tree still blooms amazing brilliance!

The snow-white pear flowers all over the trees, bathed in the starlight, take off their white coats, reveal their delicate pink and purple, and their petals bloom into flowers. The rain floats and falls.

This scene made Xiao Han stunned and the idea of digging away the divine tree revived.

……

”Brian... You...”

In the pale sky, the bloody wasteland and the bloody battlefield, Lord Luce opened his gray eyes, and his head fell into the pool of blood with broken limbs and arms, crowded with the rotten flesh and blood.

His sight was gradually submerged by blood, but a surging belief, like a magic sword, tore the blood barrier, and his angry eyes fell on Brian!

Many of the corpses were followers of Luce's confidants, as well as a blood winged bat king who died not long ago. Half of his wings were torn and a blood hole appeared in his abdomen.

”How dare you... Betray our Lord... Never... Let you go...”

Luce clenched his teeth. The divine official has a special constitution and can maintain a certain life function.

”Hehe, my Lord in my heart is not a cowardly God in your mouth.”

Brian stepped forward, his handsome face full of a grim smile.

”Whew!”

When the huge sword fell, the body of Lord Luce was cut off and split into two parts. The majestic strength burst out, and the split body was blown into a blood mist!

”You!”

Seeing his body being ravaged wantonly, Luce almost broke his teeth. What kept him awake was the indelible faith in his heart.

”Ha ha, ha ha, that's interesting!”

Seeing this, Brian laughed wildly. The huge sword stained with blood fell on the body on the ground and abused it wantonly: ”you haven't noticed why trying to communicate with the God of dream spirit ends in failure every time.”

”What?”

Lord Luce was surprised. He was stunned and shouted hoarsely: ”... Is it...”

”Oh, yes, the God of the dream spirit you believe in has long fallen.”

Brian said casually, with a cold arc in the corner of his mouth.

The dream spirit divine court is just a cover for them to maintain their business.

”Bishop... Kill...”

”Let the bishop avenge you? Ha ha, you are disappointed. It is the bishop we respect who gave the order to kill you.”

Brian smiled grimly, his eyes showed complete madness, and laughed.

”No, impossible!”

A pile of rotten flesh and blood, Luce's head, kept a confused look, soaked in a large amount of blood, Brian walked over and slowly raised his feet.

”Bang!”

Accompanied by the sound of bone marrow rupture, mixed with white brain plasma sputtering.

”Tut Tut, so it's troublesome to forge the clergy of a priest.”

Brian waved a huge sword and shook off the blood on it.

”Such rich bloodstains should enable the bishop to embark on the golden road. I'm really looking forward to it. Just like the demon God, he waved and slaughtered the whole city into Purgatory... I'm really looking forward to it...”