Huh? Are they all real?

So can the Holy Spear really be separated from Denise?

The answer is both yes and no.

Because Denise is both the Holy Spear and the Storm Goddess, this was how she was protecting Morne while confronting the Holy Tree last night.

But if you want to separate like this, only Moen, the master of the holy spear, can do it.

Denise, who understood what Morn meant, no longer tried to dissuade him.

There is no difference at all between handing the Holy Spear to Morn and having her next to Morn.

So Denise handed the holy spear to Morn horizontally.

And as the holy spear completed this extremely ordinary but extremely sacred handover.

The glow under Moen's feet burst out with unprecedented light.

Wait until the light dissipates and the blood burns away.

Morn also completed the invasion.

Only the storm goddess stood alone.

After a moment, the storm goddess looked above her head with a slightly raised eyebrow.

As the king left, the cold dark moon appeared in the sky, although it was obscured by the light of the sun and was not as bright as at night.

But it's still clearly visible.

After a moment of looking at each other, the goddess of the storm gave a very rare provocative smile.

Dark Moon seemed to see it, but seemed not to.

Because she said nothing.

——

And in the chaotic world that piled up and appeared due to the devouring of the three blasphemous dragons.

Various buildings and people from all eras and cultures look at each other incomprehensibly.

They all knew that something was definitely wrong with what they were seeing.

Because not only did they see countless buildings that were not part of their cognition, they even saw the city folded out like a cylinder above their heads.

The familiar sky and sun are long gone.

The only thing left is the increasingly chaotic stacked layers of buildings.

Even some extraordinary beings can see people above them looking at them in astonishment.

Even the former authority has been completely disrupted by this weird thing.

But people who knew that something was definitely wrong with all this quickly organized a team to find out.

As they continued to move forward, they became more and more certain of their previous speculations.

That's they really are from different eras.

Although it is not strange in this world that people from three hundred years ago are talking to people from three thousand years ago, it is amazing that it is common.

And with the general exchange, they also determined one thing, that is, the furthest thing at present is the end of the Second Era.

That is to say, the Blood Dynasty was still raging, and the later Moon King and the Impaler Zebies had not yet left the dynasty with the Blood Saint.

At the latest, the Lionheart King of the Fourth Age has just returned.

I don't know if this is a benefit of the world of god kings. Anyway, if you want to roughly determine what era a person is in, just ask him about the most famous god kings at that time and the corresponding events.

In a world where gods really exist, knowing the glory of the Supreme Being is a compulsory course from childhood.

Otherwise, if you call the wrong god and the corresponding king during prayer, big trouble will happen.

As they advanced, they could no longer see a large number of cities above and around them.

There are just large stretches of jungle and the occasional dilapidated building.

After taking a look at his pocket watch, the leader asked:

“How long ago was it last we saw new construction?”

"It was almost two hours ago, what happened?"

The dwarf from the third era replied unhappily because the leader was an elf.

The other party raised his slender ears and said:

"Although it was very chaotic, the wind in the air still told me that something was approaching from the front. It was a very dangerous thing."

Upon hearing this, the people who formed a temporary team hurriedly picked up their weapons.

The dwarf even cursed and raised his huge battle ax that was a head taller than the others and said:

"Next time you say something like this earlier, you long-eared person who can't tell the difference between priorities!"

"So did your Lawson's wind tell you where the enemy came from?"

The elf bowed his head slightly and said:

"I'm sorry too, but the winds and elements from different eras make it difficult for me to listen to the sounds of nature as well."

Immediately, he turned around and pulled the tree bow he had been carrying towards the left front and said:

"But I'm sure there's someone here, just one, unidentified."

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrow in the elf's hand left the string and disappeared into the woods in the blink of an eye. “How’s it going? Did you hit it?”

The dwarf walked up behind the elf with his battle ax raised, and asked as he prepared to use his battle ax as a shield to protect him and the elf.

"No."

"Haha, don't you guys with long ears say that your bows are always on target? You are a shameless guy with long ears!"

The elf ignored the dwarf's curse and just put down his bow:

"Because I didn't aim at him. Come out, I already know you are no threat."

At this point, a man dressed as a scholar walked out of the woods with his hands tremblingly raised.

The arrow just missed his scalp.

It didn't hurt him but it was really scary.

"I, I, I'm just an ordinary person, I, I don't know anything!"

The elf asked him:

"I'm sorry for my behavior, but you must have seen the top of your head and know that this is not normal, so I hope you understand, and I want to ask you a question."

"That is, what is the biggest event in your memory? It's best if it happened recently."

The scholar was stunned for a moment and said:

"Uh, does the return of the Moon King count?"

"The Moon King returns, and the White King dies in battle?"

"Yes, that's it."

Hearing this, the elf turned around and said to a human mercenary:

"It's people of your era."

The scholar didn't quite understand and asked:

"What is people of your era?"

The elf turned around and said to him:

"I'm from the Second Age, and this dwarf is from the Third Age. We didn't live until now, but we suddenly appeared here, so do you understand?"

The scholar was stunned.

He thought it was incredible that he had finally crawled out of the ruins with the strange girl and the big sword.

But it was even more exaggerated after coming up?

The dwarf said strangely:

"Long ears, you said that your wind said there is something very dangerous ahead. But this guy is not dangerous at all."

As soon as the voice fell, they suddenly saw a sword beam suddenly slashing towards the sky in front of them.

Then a huge wail sounded.

But because of the tall trees, they couldn't see what the sword was shooting at.

But soon they heard the vibration after the giant fell to the ground, and the sound of trees breaking in front of them.

That thing rushed towards them after falling to the ground? !

The dwarf immediately shouted:

"Get out of the way, that thing is coming!"

At the same time, he wanted to quickly pull the silly long-eared man away.

The elf grabbed him and stood there and said:

"No need."

"What?"

The next moment, a huge dragon corpse directly squeezed through the trees and rushed to them, and stopped steadily less than a few meters in front of them.

"A dragon? That thing killed a dragon? So simple?"

Looking at the giant dragon that was obviously dead with only half of its body left.

The dwarf was really stunned.

Even if it was a dragon born from a compromise with the curse, it was synonymous with strength.

The result was such a simple and straightforward death, which was really surprising.

At the same time, a superhuman behind them also hurriedly shouted:

"We were attacked by dragons behind us!"

The elf immediately turned around and said:

"What dragon?"

The man was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly:

"They, they said there were many dragons."