Chapter 335

In the mottled light, dreus's figure became more and more hazy. Countless cracks covered his body, and a little crimson brilliance. Through his skin, he clearly saw the broken and healed organs inside.

Faint white color surging in the body!

to be sonorous! to be sonorous!

to be sonorous! to be sonorous!

The sound of steel collision sounded, and several pure white chains came out of the body, embedded into the void, pulled and extended, making dreus float slowly in the air.

The black cutter stained with sticky blood also suspended and gently surrounded dreus.

Pure white and red and black light shine on this closed chamber.

As time went by, dreus fell into the thick blood and couldn't extricate himself. His life energy was flickering like a candle.

Modrian can do nothing about it. He can only wait for the end of the card [the shackles of fate] from the perspective of God.

Perhaps the inner prayer is perceived by the system, or it may wait until the final change.

A breath of extreme depression suddenly appeared in the air, calming the people in the secret room.

Ouch!

Suddenly, the fierce and bloodthirsty wolf howl sounded out of thin air, and the thick red and black blood spilled like ink, mimicking a giant wolf roaring up to the sky.

Almost transparent red ripples sprang up in the chamber of secrets, and an inexplicable breath emanated from dreus's body.

I don't know when, dreus has opened his eyes. There is blood in the dark pupil, but there is no God inside. It seems to be an unconscious action.

It seemed to feel that dreus opened his eyes, the crimson wolf kept roaring and moving in the narrow space around.

Looking closely, it absorbs pure white energy particles in the air, which is the residual energy after the yoke penetrates the void.

After self transformation, it becomes crystal clear blood energy and flows into dreus.

Dreus, nourished by mysterious power, is slowly healing his cracked body.

The muscle fibers of the whole body become stronger and stronger, and the broken and healed organs are pregnant with inexplicable energy.

Faintly, dreus exudes an unknown smell like a mysterious and great bank.

Click! Click! Click!

The continuous shaking sound of the shackles echoed in the void, and dreus struggled unconsciously, while those pure white shackles were absorbing energy particles by the crimson Giant Wolf and made an inexplicable cry.

Boom!

With the first pure white yoke broken, the next yoke could no longer support and broke one after another.

Soon, the crimson wolf jumped and swallowed the broken chains.

The red energy was suddenly released, like a flame around dreus, melting his pure white light.

Boom!

The bloodstained hands held the black cutter suspended in the air. At this time, the huge battle axe had already changed.

The scarlet axe blade reflects dreus's godless face, and the dark and ferocious axe body and handle show the breath of choosing people to eat.

The fallen dreus hung his head and the crimson wolf ran around.

"God!"

"People!"

"Everything!"

"I'm... Eager to... Break the shackles of fate!"

With the sound of whispers echoing in the secret room, the red energy like flame surged up and set off endless fire waves.

Drown dreus, drown the crimson wolf, drown everything.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

More than ten exquisite Dharma arrays are embedded in the ceiling of the secret room, which could have covered the active element energy triggered by magic items. At this moment, they are directly broken and scattered all over the room.

"Fate? Chains?"

Modrian looked down at dreus, who was undergoing inexplicable changes, with a dignified look, as if the movement had not ended.

He had to be a little glad that he transferred svein and them in advance, otherwise another anomaly might bring unknown changes to the finally stable and prosperous Valoran collar.

Zhao Xin looked determined and stepped forward, standing in front of 'modrian', and the three clawed dragon gun in his hand danced to stop the red fire wave spreading.

At the same time, Swein gently tidied up his black shawl, the rich dark fog billowed behind him, and his left hand with red light stretched out his clothes.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

The diffuse fog condenses, and the hoarse crow's hiss hovers in the secret room. Countless blood red fog turns into a group of ravens, gathering and dispersing impermanently, blocking the turbulent red waves like flames.

Boom!

The transparent air waves surged, and the rows of heavy wooden frames fell to the ground, and a large number of magic items fell to the ground.

Huh? Swein's face changed slightly, his head danced, and his eyes showed a trace of consternation.

"Control your power, dreus!"

With a low voice, the dense fog that had turned into countless blood red Ravens erupted again.

In the hazy fog, it was like a pair of dark wings that covered the sky and blocked the sun, slowly opened behind svein, and the circling and hissing Ravens fell on the edge of the wings.

The dark wings slowly closed, suppressing the red energy burning on dreus's body.

Ouch! Ouch!

The crimson giant wolf around dreus roared silently, and its dark eyes were full of ferocity and madness. It wanted to attack svein, but for some reason, it was inexplicably bound to stop its desire.

At the last glance, the crimson wolf soared into the air, its claws flickered, and hollowed out a gap directly on the folded huge wings.

The red energy continues to surge, trying to penetrate and completely tear up all obstacles in front of you.

But don't want to, the wind suddenly appears, and wisps of light cyan breeze emerge from the surrounding gaps, slowly winding over the wings, forming a faint cyan seal.

Then, there was a strong breath of life surging underground, and the mighty will came to firmly imprison this area.

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Limon Tanlu.

The temple of power in the southeast region.

The faint moonlight falls on the solemn buildings, reflecting a little ethereal majesty.

In the silent main temple, the statue of the God of power stands in the center, with a faint head slightly to the left and facing the world with a left face.

The faces of gods have never been seen by mortals.

But at this moment, the silent statue has a subtle light escaping from the inside, gentle and sacred.

After a moment, it returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

A spell wave appeared, and soon the figure of cardinal Agnes appeared in the main temple, with a golden red cloak rippling slightly.

"What's the situation? Why did the gods take the initiative to show their holiness?" Agnes whispered, his face full of doubt.

"But why did it disappear again?"

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The Grand Duchy of tempefasha.

The temple of wealth in the iron fortress.

This is a luxurious Golden Temple. The walls and eaves are covered with various gemstones and precious metal sequins. Under the night, there is still a golden glow.

Bishop ISDA looked at the disappearance of the statue of wealth in front of him, and his face was very dignified.

Tonight he just prayed in the temple. Because he signed a cooperative trade contract with Valoran, he received a baptism of God's grace and took a solid step towards the legendary road.

So recently, he often came to the temple of wealth and witnessed the vision just now.

"Is God's grace coming again? Or is there something abnormal?" bishop ISDA guessed secretly, with some excitement and panic in his heart.

Unlike other gods, the goddess of wealth pays great attention to her believers and will often lower her avatar to appear in front of many believers.