: Thirty-three: The Road to God's Selection

Eastern Kingdom Continent, Twilight Forest, Crow Ridge Necropolis.
Vinianka sat on an open space in the middle of the cemetery, quietly holding a piece of sausage bread to nibble.
The girl has long dark hair, wearing a seemingly thin and lightly covered black armor. From time to time, a trace of dawn dawn flows on the shoulder armor on both sides.
On the ground beside him, there was a huge long knife with black and red all over, scarlet and misty.
The upwind trail area has returned to the right track. The refugees who had fled with them at the beginning also returned to their homeland and started a new life.
Once the town ruins were torn down and rebuilt, the memories of the old days were left behind, the dead are gone, and the living are always going to move on.
I have completed my mission. The refugees in my hometown no longer need their own protection. They are also unwilling to become a noble lord who was extremely disgusted. The girl has been fed up with boring government affairs.
So after the good noble uncle came to visit herself, she also chose to leave.
Good noble uncle. . . Thinking of this, the girl had another tangled and chaotic thought.
When her disgusting gods overlapped with those she liked, Vinianka was always distressed.
The fallen evil god, he asked him if he had concealed himself for the last time, he chose to lie!
He is a rogue! Shameless! Indecent! Vulgar! Fallen!
Ok. . . For the time being, I can only think of so many adjectives. On my journey to Kalimdor, there is still a lot of time to improve the adjective team for that abominable Titan.
At this time, the girl keenly heard the sound, a flash of dark golden divine energy flashed in her eyes, but it seemed to have some variation.
Seven or eight ghouls rushed out of the tomb not far away, approaching the girl quickly, and the green light of the plague and plague radiated from the claws. They wanted to tear this living human.
The girl held the huge long knife completely asymmetrical to her figure with lightning speed, and the scarlet mist on the knife immediately began to violently surging and tumbling, an energy similar to evil energy but no longer evil energy Poured into the sword from the girl.
The scarlet mist was doped with some gray unknown energy, and also mixed with a small amount of dark golden dawn light, and then, as if it were alive, it automatically whistled towards the ghoul.
The girl clasped the long knife in her hands, raised her side to her right, and started running quickly.
The scarlet energy turned around her body, piercing the ghouls trying to approach them like tentacles, and the latter immediately shrivelled like a punctured balloon.
The girl jumped lightly between the enemies, and the huge long knife in her hand made a curve, blocking the waist and cutting off the already icy cold body of the surrounding ghoul.
The red-grey energy mist is also becoming more and more materialized with the rapid movement of the long knife. The surrounding tombstones have all been twisted into white stone powder by the energy mist.
The loud sound attracted more undead, a large number of ghouls and rotting skeletons gathered here, which was also mixed with a few giant skeleton guards and middle and high-level undead like hatred.
The girl narrowed her eyes. She didn't mean to run away, which was exactly what she wanted.
Holding the great sword of apocalypse in the handshake, this magical sword has changed beyond recognition at this moment under the influence of the strange power in the girl's body.
In addition, the identity of his chief chooser. . . Do not! I'm not the god-chosen old wicked rogue! The girl's thoughts were volatile again.
To return to the truth, the big sword that was originally only the length and width of the two-handed sword. At the moment, under the transformation of the red-gray energy and the power of dawn, it has become a two-meter long sword with the master's will and preferences.
"Less cut ..."
The girl quickly ran towards the undead group, and with the blessing of red and gray demon power, it turned into a lightning streamer, shuttled between the smelly undead group.
The apocalyptic demon knife in his hand is even invisible to the naked eye. I saw a scarlet light flashing constantly. A large number of ghouls and skeletons were torn into a pile of minced meat and bones. A large area around formed a temporary vacuum. Zone, the long blade comes with scope AOE.
The group of undead in the distance is still rushing up, intending to tear this fragile human being.
The commander of the army of undead in Raven Ridge is Morgan Ladimore, who was a noble paladin during his lifetime, but now he is Moradim, a high-level undead filled with killing in his heart.
He had a golden sword in his hand, Archius.
Looking at the human creature who was looking for death not far away, Moradim waved his skeleton hand. The large group of skeleton mages behind him immediately began to cast spells, and several tall skeleton guards stormed away.
The girl also noticed Moradim, not far away, the commander of this army of undead.
"Soul shock ..."
The red-grey energy mist instantly turned wildly, and the surrounding air seemed to be suddenly evacuated.
Not far away, the Skeletal Mage seemed to have suffered an invisible attack. The fire of the soul in the skull jumped a few times, extinguished suddenly, and the skeleton body also turned into a rotten bone.
But this is not over yet. The originally extinguished soul fire emerged again. Even with the remains of the ghouls and skeleton soldiers who had been crushed and killed by the sword, a group of soul fires floated out from all directions. The girl gathered and flew away.
The demon knife absorbed half of the soul's fire, and the mist of red and gray energy engulfed in the knife instantly became more intense.
The other half is to reintegrate and condense around the girl, and finally form a personal-shaped wraith.
Some melee wraiths immediately attacked the undead army, and those long-range legal wraiths began to release an arrow of resentment.
The young girl took the lead, wielding the celestial sword apocalypse, continuously releasing the slash and the whirlwind. She was like a harvester, turning into a scarlet lightning, wringing the undead in batches in batches.
The more dead souls die, the stronger the sword in the girl's hands becomes, and the fire of the soul is constantly absorbed by the sword, while also strengthening the girl's own strength.
Because of the blessings of dawn and dawn, the girl is completely immune to the plague of natural disasters, and the wounds she has accidentally received are also quickly restored as before in the flow of divine power.
"Your existence is a curse of evil, and my power is also a curse ... but you have to be more disgusting."
A huge red-grey mist has condensed over the sky of Raven Ridge. This thick fog of energy, like the cloud top, has enveloped the entire area of ​​the cemetery of Raven Ridge.
The changes here have long disturbed the night watchmen's troops in the night town fortress. At this moment, the nearest group of squadrons quickly arrived at Crow Ridge on horseback and ran towards the direction of battle.
Sarah Ladimore, she saw the dead soul of her father at a glance. He is now completely without the kindness and nobility that was once, but only a pathetic undead controlled by the Lich King and the endless desire to kill in his heart.
She also saw the human girl who had strangled the undead around and was preparing to rush towards her father.
"Don't be impulsive! Moradim is very powerful, let's help you!" Sarah anxiously wanted to stop the girl's behavior.
Winnie Anka looked back at the night watchmen's troops, and her thoughts moved. The overwhelming energy demon instantly gave way to the road, without attacking the night watchmen's troops.
"No, enemies of this level, I just use them to practice."
The girl answered blandly, then turned and rushed up with the demon sword on her side.
"Wancao ..."
Vinianka rushed to Moradim, suddenly raised the demon sword, and hacked it.
The dark clouds of energy in the sky also condensed a scarlet lightning, which fell sharply on the sword of the demon knife, and then covered the entire blade, which looked like a long blade of energy condensed by red lightning. .
Although Moradim fell, his fighting instincts still existed, and the once paladin immediately raised Archieus to try to stop the blow.
Then he saw his long sword that was indestructible shattered into countless pieces of debris.
So, the importance of pretending. . . Keke.
The demon knife was cut on his body. Moradim didn't even have time to issue a scream. The body cut off by the waist quickly shrivelled, and the soul essence was also transformed into a soul fire, and then was completely absorbed by the demon knife. , Turned into nourishment of the artifact.
Sarah arrived with a night watch force, staring dumbfounded at the fierce girl in front of him who had turned the entire Raven Ridge alone.
At this time, a figure of the spirit was released from the demon sword, and it was Morgan Ladimore who had recovered his reason.
The girl turned her sword back to her back ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and turned away.
"I saw the memory of this undead, he should be your father, left for you."
The girl said while walking, still a dull voice.
Sarah immediately bowed her gratitude towards the girl. She wanted to save her father's soul too much, but didn't expect to realize this wish suddenly today.
father. . . family. . . Since I lost all this, then. . . At least within the ability, let the father and daughter complete their final exchange.
Thinking of this, Vinianka's thoughts were excited again.
That wicked Titan Evil God, he always treats himself with his daughter's attitude, the last time I met openly gangsters, saying that his chest is too small.
What to say. . . Oh, I'm sorry for A.
He is a rogue! Shameless! Indecent! Vulgar! Fallen!