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Brando’s heart was agitated, and he suddenly realized that the feeling of The Silver Queen was that when he lived in such a World, it would be better to let the World go crazy at the last moment.

If it does not break out in silence, it will perish in silence.

But at the last moment, he woke up, but it wasn’t Death Moon Goddess Clais himself, but her weak descendants. Brando had a cold sweat and screamed: “Get out of my way.” !”

The illusion in front of him is gone, only the evil God’s Son who throws his claws to him. This thing is not really strong. It is only at the level of Facets of Truth Peak, but Brando sees that these twisted things are not yet available. At the point of full maturity, they seem to have just escaped from the gap between Void, and are not familiar with the MP’s poor World. Once they grow up, the consequences are equally unimaginable.

These things are not the same as those of Lucita.

He not even think, a sword forward, piercing the heart of the shadow, the monster seems to be a real person with both hands holding a heart, making a scream of screaming, the body fell backwards, fell to the ground as if it was a A thin sheet of paper, ice and snow melted in an instant.

Brando saw this strange scene and couldn’t help but feel a bit cold. The evil God’s Son was so horrible because they were born by this World twisted Laws, so they are completely different from the form that Vaunde World should have, or To put it another way, in “Amber Sword”, they are born with the bad hobby of the artist, how come nausea.

With this in mind, his curse on the damn art has prevailed, so it is not so uncomfortable. Looking back, Philip Deacon has already killed an opponent. The third is to stop the battle, Andrea, although she has previously had some abnormalities. However, after all is a girl of fighting national origin, it is handy to deal with Twilight Race descendants.

Only Fang Qi and Mr. Liu had a little trouble. Brando one by one make a move helped them solve their opponents. Only Feng Huo was left alone. Mr. Liu saw that he wanted to help, but Brando stopped him. He shook his head.

Mr. Liu was fascinated by the gods, and he looked at the Jadewind’s royal girl with some worries, and finally did not make a move.

Brando is not very worried. The descendants of Clais are similar to the strength of Feng Huo, but their strength is very special. It is difficult for ordinary people to deal with. Such an opponent can not find it, and it is suitable for Feng Huo as an opponent.

Especially when these monsters are still immature, their threats are correspondingly reduced. After a while, Feng Huo is not their opponent.

Only the evil God’s Son was left in the patio. Brando let everyone retreat and leave enough space for Feng Huo to fight. Then he turned back and held the Holy Sword, and stopped to ask Phillip Deacon. Road:

“What is going on at the moment, is Deacon, the evil spirit coming in this city?”

Unlike before, there is a self-evident anger in Brando’s voice. Without a reasonable explanation, before dealing with Clais, he wouldn’t mind killing a Deacon of the Holy Cathedral.

He knows very well that if Death Moon Goddess is coming in this city, everyone here is hard to avoid calamity. He may be okay, but Medissa, Scippamira and Ms. White Mist are hard to escape, not to mention Feng Huo and Mr. Liu entire group.

With this in mind, it is inevitable that he will think deeply that this is another conspiracy calculation of Queen Madara.

But Philip Deacon didn’t return, calmly replied: “Not so bad, Mr Count, the scene you saw earlier, we are trying to seal up the Lady Goddess, but the Time is not much, the Queen will squat Explain it to you.”

“You can also seal your Goddess, the legendary Marsha’s clone?” Brando asked sarcasm.

“Clais is not the clone of Mother Marsha. It’s just a rumor. Mr Count, Undeads believes in Marsha just because we are the people of order just like you.”

“We are different from your cold-blooded guys,” Brando replied. “You have planned this from the beginning?”

“Planning? Does this have any benefit for us?”

“What do you mean to make me believe that all this happened by chance?”

“That’s not all.”

Among the smoke, a hoarse voice suddenly replied.

Brando frowned raises head, seeing a woman’s silhouette coming out of the smoke, he recognized that it was the Queen of Madara, but the latter was alone, as if he had been injured, she held the chest with one hand. Position, one hand holding the wall, limping to the crowd.

After waiting for it to be completely retired from the smoke, Brando couldn’t help but smash.