Hearing Soshiyang's scolding, the former Third Legion's Primrose turned his head, held his chest with one hand and covered his eyes with the other, and said sobly:
"Oh, the years of reunion have been exchanged for harsh words. Nothing is more miserable than the love of tearing apart."
"You go and say these words to Ferrus and the Third Legion soldiers who were killed in Eastvan San."
Fogrim then turned his head and asked with a smile:
"How is Thor lately?"
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes.
"Wait for a knife to the betrayer in the neck."
"Well, what I like most is the anger of revenge. It will make people excited, crazy, and make the singing less monotonous, but..."
The barefoot Fogrim walked two steps back and forth on the stage gracefully, as if a proud peacock was showing off his feathers.
"My brother, now I'm more interested in you..."
As he said that, he stopped and bent down at Soshiyang, as if he was looking at an interesting animal.
"When I know the message about you, you absolutely can't imagine how surprised and... joy I was."
Soshiyang sneered and sarcastically:
"Then you should come to see me, just like Motarian, I will welcome you very enthusiastically."
"I want to, but...you also know that we are all, no, because of it, ah~"
The smile on Fogrim's face suddenly became weird.
"I have suffered so much day and night for this. I can't observe and play with such interesting things myself. My heart seems to be dug out... What makes me most happy is that the smell of desire on you makes you surpass our boring brothers. They are completely tools, dead things, not appreciating, not enjoying, only you, my brother, you know how to satisfy your desires. It's simply rare."
Soshiyang stared at the other party and suddenly chuckled.
"Fogrim, you are not qualified to say such things to me, not even your master."
The smile on Fogrim's face gradually disappeared. He straightened his waist and said coldly:
"Arrogance, what an excellent quality, but my brother, you are too blind."
"I don't need to be polite to you. If you have the ability, you can shoot it in real time, or stay in the Asian space honestly and don't be bullshit. Why? Don't you dare?"
Soshiyang also became angry at this time and jumped directly to the platform. Fogrim then instinctively took two steps back. The two of them faced each other, and the face of the Fallen Primarch twitched.
"Don't you Slaanesia's things like to manipulate people's will and desires? OK, my mind will be open to you now."
Soshiyan said, spreading his arms.
"Do you have the courage to come?"
Fogrim narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and could even hear the sound of his teeth rubbing.
Now it was Soshiyang's turn to laugh.
"Don't dare? Are you afraid?"
As a result, Fogrim suddenly burst into laughter, and then the laughter became louder and louder, and finally turned into a strange posture of laughing with his stomach holding his body back.
A few seconds later, he suddenly stopped laughing, slowly straightened his waist, staring at Soshiyang with his snake-like eyes.
"You are so proud of teasing you. You are relying on your own power to be fake and powerful. You are there."
Soshiyang reached out and shook his palm, then smiled:
"I never said I was Xerxes, but I could at least control the power in my hands. What about you? You may even have to pee with Slaanes?"
"It seems that you are very confident, even if all this will not be yours in the end."
"It's like even a hair on your body belongs to you."
Fogrim, with his hands behind his back, turned around like a stage actor toward another high platform, even if there was nothing under his feet, it would have no effect on it.
Suddenly, he turned around.
"Amnak is as interesting as you, but also as arrogant as you, even by... our standards, your combination with him can be called a feather flock. How much better do you think your ending will be than him? After he humiliated Lucius so much, I promise you that he will pay a more terrible price than this."
"No matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than you, Fogrim, as for Lucius, but a poor worm who cannot even control his life and death, is he going to cry for you?"
"Ha, you're exactly the same as him for this damn arrogance and superiority."
When he walked past a pillar, his body began to expand, and mysterious light burst out from his body, gradually elongating. The silk as thin as a cicada's wing turned into gorgeous armor, his legs merged like flowing beeswax, and turned into a huge strange snake from below his waist. His thick lower body hovered on the stone slab, and his scales were as bright as mother of pearls.
When he walked out from behind the pillar, the original human form had disappeared. A half-human and half-snake monster stood tall in front of Soshiyang. Its eyes and cheeks were surrounded by scales, and its tongue was forked like a snake. Two groups of arms stretched out from both ribs. The rings on the fingertips were shining like stars. Four hands held four gorgeous long swords and scimitars.
"I hate you! Xerxes! The unfair father gave you his perfection! He only regarded you as his real child!"
The deep shadow wrapped the body of Fugen. The body of a snake immediately coiled around the nearest throne, biting the Aida mummy sitting on it with its black teeth like night, deeply sucking every trace of power hidden in it, and finally leaving only the ashes-like body.
Soshyan noticed that many of the thrones were left with ashes, and it was obvious that Fogenrem had come to this place.
"It's obviously dead! Why didn't it disappear! Why!"
Fogrim echoed around with a resentful voice, and it swam around Soshyan like a shadow.
"Now you are still planning to steal my toys! Take away my food! Ada has long been the thing in my Lord's mouth, and you are trying to get involved! Even my failed father can't stop my Lord's desires. You, who by chance, stole the power of the Star God, are just seeking death!"
Amid the roar, the looming bodies suddenly turned into countless screaming and laughing demons, and rushed in like a tide.
Seeing the shadow approaching, Soshiyang touched his waist, but found that he had no weapons on him!
And he had no armor on his body, only a simple robe.
At this moment, the remains of the Phoenix King in front of him suddenly stretched out a finger like a dry bone, and drew a strange symbol in front of him. The symbol shone with white flame-like light in the dark tomb.
As the flames appeared, a low voice echoed in Soshiyang's ears-
The Milky Way is broken, the tribes are weak, and the devil is rampant. It is me who fights with flames and steel blades, but they are never defeated. They just fold up and sleep in the abyss of eternity. The fallen subjects still crawl in the shadows.
One day, darkness will swallow the eternal fire-
Fate goes back and forth, and the beacon of resurrection will be exiled to darkness again-
The next second, the Yanyang Sword broke through the air and was grabbed by Soshiyang, but the Yanyang Sword was very different from before. The entire sword blade was feather-shaped, and a mark was etched with the outline of a phoenix.
In other words, it is no longer called Yanyang, but Annaris!
Chapter completed!