Chapter 394：

Facing the beasts blocking the road, she directly opened the door to the dead, absorbed their vitality, and then drawn out the rune of Luen, trying to kill the beasts blocking the road on a large scale.

However--

With a "shoo", a dark divine light shattered Scarha's Luen.

Skaha was uncertain, although the powers were very different, but this divine light was undoubtedly the mighty power of the gods.

"Skaha...it's no wonder that we will be here from Ireland so quickly. It's just that I didn't expect that the king of death who guarded our generation would become the blade of the king." Mexis looked at Skaha and sighed. With a sound, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

However, Skaha was shocked when he saw Mexis.

There is no way not to be surprised, because the gods who killed the most in the dead, and most wanted to escape from the dead, belonged to this person.

"Bar... Barol... God King Barol... Impossible! You... You should have been killed by God Luge!"

Scarha looked surprised.

She never expected that at the end of this era of God, on this British island, she would see the **** king who killed the Danu Protoss and attempted to invade the world, the king of the abyss giant Vermore Protoss-God King Ba Roll!

"Please don't call me by that name. Although I have some origins, I am a fairy, a fairy who has acquired humanity, Mexis." Mexis said.

"Leave, Skaha. I'm not your opponent, but--," Mexis said with a smile, "My beloved king is here!"

Chapter 128 The Most Evil Fairy, The Best Friend [Second More]

This is a story of constant self-searching.

A long, long time ago.

Evil-eyed Demon Lord Barol, was killed by his son, the king of light and sun, Rug Mike Essolen, and his body fell on the British Isles, forming Mount Barton.

Barol has two eyes, one of which is tightly closed is his most powerful weapon. When this eye is opened, being shot by the sight of his eye, whether it is a human or a god, will immediately die. But this eye is also Barol's only weakness.

God King Ruger used the rainbow and the Milky Way as a sling, projected a light projectile through the magic eye, and then used the artifact to bombard the five-star Brionac, killing Barol.

But I am afraid that the King Rugger did not expect that the magic eye that he shot through, and the blood that shed, used the British Isles as the womb that gave birth to life, and gave birth to a fairy.

This goblin was born from the magic eyes of Barol, the son of Barol, and inherited Barol's grudge.

This goblin was born from the eyes of the demon. Although it can't be like Barol, whoever looks at will die, but it does have the ability to look directly at the death of all things.

The goblin who inherited Barol's resentment will of course become a disaster.

However, this is not the case.

The fairy who sees the death of all things witnesses the alternation of life and death. There is no doubt that this is the perspective of God.

From the perspective of God, amidst Barol's resentment, this goblin produced an eulogy to life instead.

This is really ironic.

But no one knows this, the fairies regard it as a different kind, and those who know its existence regard it as a disaster.

In his poorest life, he will live under the identity of "Son of Barol".

No name, no past, no future, and present, the identity of "Barol" conceals everything.

But he denied this. If the role is determined only by birth, then this must be wrong.

Barol is Barol, and he is him.

However, when everyone thinks he is Barol and he is not Barol, who will he be?

He has been searching for the answer to this question.

But no one told him, and no one would pay attention to him. Everyone was avoiding him, even if he told them "I won't hurt you, so please don't hide from me.", but no one would believe it. Just because he is "Barol".

Even if they are regarded as a different kind or a joke by everyone, the fairy has not given up from beginning to end.

He always firmly believes that Barol is not the ego, nor can he determine the ego.

From the perspective of God, looking directly at death, but from the standpoint of humans, singing the praises of life. The fairy imitated many good personalities, using his own ability to help others, wanting to be recognized by others, but all he got was panic.

No matter what he did, he would only get panic, because from beginning to end, no one would treat him as the same, because he was the son of Barol.

The goblin was disappointed, but did not give up.

Barol is Barol, and he is not Barol!

It's just that no one has ever wanted to know him, and the identity of a "Barol" covered all this.

Until, I met that person.

The boy who loves this land more than anyone else, will be sad for the sorrows of others, and joyful for the joy of others.

He was only six years old that year, with a runny nose.

He was chased by a demon pig and fell into his den.

The boy looked at him in horror.

And he could clearly see the boy's death, but he didn't hurt the boy, just sent him out.

Later, the boy often came to him and shared his troubles.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I'm the evil fairy, Barol." the fairy asked.

"You are a good person." The boy said.

What the emotions were like at that time, the goblin still cannot describe in detail. But there is no doubt that he settled in that forest.

That boy often came to him to share his worries, such as the lack of harvest this year, or the nagging of his father and mother... the fine details of life chores, the fairy listened very carefully.

The goblin almost watched the boy grow up, from a six-year-old boy with a runny nose to a vigorous boy who was twelve years old.

The boy who was once chased by the devil pig could already hold the knife and chase the devil pig.

Later, the kingdom was in turmoil, and the boy was drafted to join the army. Before he left, he came to say goodbye to the fairy.

The fairy asked him: "I am the evil fairy, Barol, are you really afraid of me?"

The boy smiled and said: "What are you talking about? You are my friend, a good friend who can cry and laugh, listen to my troubles, why should I be afraid of you?"

The goblin ran away crying.

For the first time, he had a friend who was willing to accept himself.

From that day on, the evil fairy disappeared, and replaced by a young magician who appeared beside the young man.