Chapter 634 (1/2)

Almost in an instant, the experience of fighting with evil gods for many times made the black haired wizard's body instinctively move - while sliding and dodging, the ”rock will” was launched at the same time, and a stone wall stood in front of him.

”Boom --!!”

The next moment, the stone wall smashed! The harsh noise ran through his eardrum membrane, and the air wave directly knocked the black haired wizard out!

”Dang --!”

The dragon's teeth were firmly inserted at his feet, and the empty black haired wizard barely stood still. A deep gully stretched straight forward from his feet, with dozens of steps.

Tinnitus, dizziness, and violent shock, only consciousness is still awake... After mazka, Loren has not had this experience for a long time, this experience of confrontation with an almost complete evil god!

”Brenhild, why?!”

With a ferocious expression, Loren tried to shout, and his dark pupils were full of confusion: ”aren't you a friend of Roland Turin? In that case, why kill me?!”

Looking at the black haired wizard who almost tried her best to stand firm in front of her, the female martial god's expression did not change much, and even a trace of sadness: ”it is precisely because... You are the offspring of Roland.”

What, what?!

Did I hear you wrong?!

”This is... Doomed to end in tragedy and futile reincarnation.” the female martial god closed her eyes and gently shook her head: ”as a descendant of Roland, you... Make this reincarnation a little more ironic.”

Looking at her expression, the black haired wizard really wants to know what happened that year.

”Ru... Loren Turin, do you think you are the first one to try to break the end moment and challenge fate?” brenhild, with a sad face, raised his eyes and trembled as if with a trace of crying:

”Do you think... You are the first person to step into niederhogg and see the truth?”

”It's no use. The end of everything is already doomed. The black cross and the Holy Cross are bound to win. No matter how much useless work we pay, we can't reverse the final result. It will only add sacrifice, spill blood on the ground and ruin life! We will only watch the people we cherish... Leave ourselves.”

”We can't continue to increase the pain, and we can't continue the cycle of tragedy...”

This... Is she really brenhild, an evil god?!

The black haired wizard looked at the female martial god who was too far from the legend, and his heart was full of differences.

Rashness, stupidity, simple mind... This is Asriel's evaluation of Brunhild. Although 99% of these adjectives are one-sided ridicule of a teenager, they are not pure lies.

After all, the female warrior God in Byrne's legend is a very simple, bold and tragic image; ”Legend” is the evidence for an evil god to maintain its existence in the material world. Even if it is not what they want, they will gradually move closer to this.

Of course, there must be some special cases that are not consistent with the ”legend”, such as Asriel, which is divided into two, but it should not be so much worse!

In front of him, brenhild was not only completely inconsistent with the image in the legend, but also full of compassion; And listening to her tone, it seems... There is still some indescribable relationship with her ”cheap ancestors”

But now the problem is not these, but that she really wants to kill herself!

Hard to pull out the Dragon teeth from his feet, brenhild opposite has slowly raised his right hand, and his gemstone bright eyes are full of determination.

Damn it, we have to find a way!

”So... Did you give up?”

”Huh?” brenhilde was slightly stunned and obviously hesitated.

Good, successful, keep up!

”I don't know what happened to you, or what happened between you and Roland.” the black haired wizard said with difficulty, and his eyes never left the female martial god for a moment:

”I only know one thing, that is, you give up!”

”Brenhild, you tried and fought, but you failed and gave up completely!”

The black haired wizard stared at her with a ”stubborn” face and tried his best to make his tone stronger: ”not only that, you also blame your failure on fate and make your failure inevitable!”

”I'm not a person who likes to speak ill of others, but I'm very sorry. Your practice is just like a coward! A person's failure is not shameful. What's shameful is that he not only believes that he will not succeed, but also denies the possibility of others' success to hit everyone!”

Brenhild stared at him silently. His cold eyes finally changed a little, became softer, and even some... Nostalgia?