The sword of wisdom is blocked by the green life sword.

The divine power collided, and terrifying energy shattered around it. Countless star insects screamed and were crushed to pieces.

The woman of life looked at the magic goddess coldly: "Misla, be awake. It was your phantom who fell in love with that man, not you."

"That's me." Misie stretched her legs and kicked her hard, kicking the goddess of life in the abdomen.

The goddess of life quickly retreated and said angrily: "Don't go too far. You are not my opponent. Don't blame me for being rude if you do anything."

Just as the goddess of life finished saying this, she looked shocked and quickly retreated for hundreds of meters.

A few kilometers of black space cracks appeared where she was just now.

If you are beaten up directly, even if you have a divine shield, the goddess of life will be seriously injured.

"Sophie, why are you crazy?"

The goddess of life's face became even more ugly.

If she fights the Magic Goddess alone, she will definitely win, but if she adds multiple Gods of the Underworld, she will definitely lose.

If his divine character is not broken and becomes incomplete, and still in full state, the goddess of life feels that she can fight with Misla and the Goddess of the Underworld at the same time without being at a disadvantage.

But now... she looked at her standing side by side, staring at her two friends angrily, and said angrily: "No matter how you say it is, the Lord of Order, what does it look like to attack your own people for a man?"

"What's the point of saying that you bully your friend's man?" Mis pulled her beautiful eyes and shed tears: "So...you go and die, don't worry, the new goddess of life, I will teach her how to grow up."

The goddess of life looked at the God of Nether: "Sophie, do you think this too?"

Although the God of the Underworld did not shed tears, the indifference in his eyes was not fake.

"It's crazy, it's crazy." The goddess of life was so angry that her head hurt: "You do this, let the neutral gods and evil gods see us."

"What does it have to do with me?" Misla's tears gradually disappeared, and her eyes turned from hatred to a firm murderous intent: "Rollandsin came to us hard, but in the end there was no one. If I don't do anything, can I be worthy of him?"

Sophie's black scythe began to entangle the rule of "death".

This kind of divine power can greatly offset the power of life.

Life and death are originally one and two sides.

"Forget it, there is nothing to talk about with you two madmen. You have to live and die for a man, and you are ignorant." The goddess of life also put on a battle posture: "As an elderly, I have the responsibility to teach you. Since you are ignorant, then beat you until you are sensible."

The momentum of both sides is constantly rising.

Just as the battle was about to break out, a white portal appeared, and the goddess of light emitting golden light appeared, blocking the middle of both sides: "Stop."

"Don't block us, otherwise you will fight with you." Misla said coldly: "Roland is Shuke's good friend. He died here, but you ignored him. Let Shuke know about this, what do you think he will think?"

"Roland is not dead." Guangming said lightly: "Instead of entangling life here, you two might as well go to him immediately."

"What!" Misla and the God of the Underworld spoke in unison.

"When he first appeared, I also felt it. He was always observing with his divine vision." Guangming explained: "I want to help, but you also know that the main plane is at night and my power is activated a little slow. Before he self-destructed, he made a mirror image. After self-destructing, he used the plane walking magic to run away. Because the explosion in the floating city was too strong, he wiped all his traces... Alas, why did you run away?"

Before he could finish this, Misla and Sophie disappeared almost at the same time.

The goddess of life looked at the blue light after the teleportation of the two, and said with a grudge: "What's the point of men? They're so crazy."

Guangming turned around and looked at her and said, "Elis, you are wrong in this matter. A man is very good, the man he likes is the best."

"You have also been poisoned by men? That's obviously just an illusory clone in love with the man, not you."

"We share all our thoughts and senses, and all our psychology and emotions. The clone is us, and we are clones, there is no difference." Guangming said lightly: "So I think you are a little pitiful. You are too strong. Your divine fragments have formed an independent personality there and formed an independent individual. She even cut off the connection with you by the Lord, so you don't know what the three of us are feeling now."

"Hmph, boring." The goddess of life snorted: "I still said the same thing... the fragments of the world must be taken back, and the fragments of my divine nature must be taken back. There is no need to discuss this."

Guangming stared at the other party for a short while, and then said, "You seem to be polluted. Elise, it's better to check your soul world."

"How is that possible! Who do you think I am?" The goddess of life snorted and teleported away.

Guangming sighed and teleported away.

Main plane, late at night.

There is a small manor in the remote woods north of the palace.

Mrs. Bluebird sat on the balcony, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly.

As the most recognized beauty in the royal city, she is now very melancholy.

In fact, she didn't think she was the number one beauty, at least the Saint of Light seemed to be a little more beautiful than herself.

But no one dares to say that the Saint is the No. 1 Beauty... The Holy Church of Light does not allow it to be evaluated by others.

Similar situations include Queen Stefanie.

She is also a little more beautiful than herself, but who dares to comment on her randomly?

Evaluating the appearance of a superior and ranking her is a kind of contempt in itself.

So the Bluebird Lady, who is a little powerful, beautiful and distinctive in her family, became the so-called Francis No. 1 Beauty.

It's ridiculous and unlucky.

It has become a "luxury" used by men to slander their own abilities and power.

But in addition to being unlucky, there are also some luck.

Queen Stefanie took the initiative to protect her.

This is a very strange thing in itself... The Queen has never looked for men since her husband died, so many people doubt whether the Queen likes women.

Then the Blue Bird Lady is the "golden silk bird" raised outside.

Of course, this is just a misunderstanding of them by outsiders.

The reason why the queen protected her was because they had a friendship in their dreams.

And in my dream, I seemed to fall in love with a certain man.

But now, she can no longer remember who that man was.

Only a vague feeling.

When she thought of this, she felt even more depressed.

This feeling of loss has lasted for three or four years.

Time has not resolved it, but it has become more and more melancholy.

I forgot who the man I like in my dream, what he looks like, and what his personality is.

Mrs. Bluebird sighed again.

At this time, her maid, Dorothy, walked in from outside and whispered: "Madam, your husband is waiting for you outside again. He said, I hope you can go home."

Mrs. Bluebird sneered: "What else did he say?"

"He said, he knew he was wrong. He shouldn't have domestic violence last time, nor should he force you to serve other men."

Mrs. Bluebird shook her head: "I just want me to go back, but I still secretly come over late at night. I feel that it is not good to apologize to a woman and can't afford to lose that face? It's almost five years since he is still the same virtue and has no change at all, so I drive him away."

The maid hesitated: "Madam, why don't you meet me? I think the master should know that he was wrong."

Mrs. Bluebird looked at the maid for a while and said, "Go down, you go to the housekeeper's place tomorrow to get two months' salary and leave yourself."

The maid was shocked and immediately knelt down: "Madam, I know I'm wrong. Don't drive me away, please don't drive me away."

Mrs. Bluebird frowned and said, "If you stay here again, your salary for two months will not be collected."

The maid looked at Mrs. Bluebird's firm eyes, and she was stunned for a while, and left with tears in her eyes.

Looking at the maid's weak and pitiful back, Mrs. Bluebird felt a little unbearable, but when she thought of the disgusting things her husband did back then, she had to harden her heart.

His own small manor must not let him infiltrate his power.

Otherwise, you will never have a place to stand again.

The night was beautiful. After a while, the Blue Bird lady was about to sleep, she suddenly saw a green ball of light falling from the night sky.

It fell directly into the garden of his own manor, and the strong impact even alarmed all the guards around him.

Mrs. Bluebird was startled and subconsciously hid in the room.

After a while, the old housekeeper came over. He knocked on the door first and said, "Madam, what fell into the garden is a man and a magician. We dare not do anything randomly. Please make a decision."

The magician is the same as the real powerful nobles. The magician association in the Frans Royal City has a very powerful force.

"Send him to the Magic Association... Wait, as a magician, he is left to you to control?" Mrs. Bluebird asked curiously.

"No, he fainted, and his face looked very painful."

So... Mrs. Bluebird thought for a while and said, "Let me go and see if it's someone I've met or known. If so, let Degal help him with him. Maybe we can gain the gratitude and friendship of a magician."

Then Mrs. Bluebird put on a thick pajama and covered her beautiful body slightly.

Then she and the butler came to the garden.

More than a dozen guards surrounded him and looked at the mage at the bottom of the pit, all of them were a little nervous.

Because at this time the magician's body was still glowing with a faint green light, and there was obviously a layer of magic barrier on his body. Even if he was unconscious, the barrier did not disappear.

The pit was very big and deep, and the impact of the magician when he fell down and hit the ground must be amazing, but this did not make a meat sauce, which was enough to prove his strength.
To be continued...