I Made the Myth Template

Brunhill escapes from a dungeon in the Jose Wasteland.

Dodge the guards who are patrolling around, leave from the burning battlefield and head towards Prince City.

on the way,

The terrifying scenes that happened on the battlefield kept replaying in her mind.

For the first time, Brunhill felt powerless.

at the end.

What impressed me most was what Kuhlman said to himself.

"The holy mountain is no longer pure. Perhaps it is a good choice to leave here." Brunhill said with emotion.

The wild environment is complex.

Add to that the long distances and the increasingly chaotic situation.

By the time Brunhill arrived at Prince City, where his companions were, it was already midnight.

under the moonlight.

It was still the endless field.

This beautiful sight relieved Brunhill's tense emotions a little, and she finally had time to take a breath, and the charming smile of Medes appeared in front of her.

Keep going.

Brunhill's pupils shrank suddenly and stopped.

She stared, with a horrified look on her face, and clenched her fists almost uncontrollably.

in front of.

Prince City is not outside the tall city walls.

Two huge fires were roaring, and the greasy and rancid smell was blowing in the face, making people unable to open their eyes.

After walking in.

It was only then that Brunhill realized that what was burning in the fire was not firewood or the like.

but human corpses.

Among the piles of corpses were old people and children, and some of the faces Brunhill felt all too familiar.

Most of their deaths were tragic. Some were split in half from the middle, some were beheaded, and some were brutally divided. Even more terrifying, it was seen from the remaining ashes outside the city.

Similar corpses are not the only two.

in the firelight.

Those Crusaders wearing huge kinetic armors threw the corpses in their hands into the burning fire like dragging goods without mercy.

The fire burned more and more vigorously.

Brynhill also felt his remaining sanity burning with it.

She came out of the darkness.

The Crusaders stopped what they were doing when they saw the bruised Valkyrie, and some of the guys without helmets had surprised expressions on their faces.

behind the city walls.

Brunhill also saw Decathlon in chunky cotton coats.

The guy looked surprised and frightened after seeing Brunhill, but he was quickly replaced by confidence.

He smiled.

The body like a meat ball held its head high and walked towards Brunhill.

"Your Excellency Valkyrie."

Decathlon saluted, "Respected Valkyrie, you don't need to take action, those rebels have been pacified, most of the rioters have been eliminated, and a few have been punished."

He was followed by several heavily armed crusaders.

Seeing Brynhill's soft face motionless in the firelight.

Decathlon felt a little guilty and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

But he still said loudly, "I'm sorry, but this is the order of the Holy Mountain, and I'm just responsible for implementing it."

talking.

He took out a parchment scroll from his bosom.

On the cover of the scroll, there is an anti-counterfeiting mark unique to the Holy Mountain.

Brunhill just glanced down and saw that the sign on it was definitely not a fake, and Decathlon, the local city owner, would never have the guts to do such a thing.

only…

"I should have told you, let you guarantee the right of survival for those refugees."

Brunnhill said.

Her eyes were faint, and the scarlet moonlight coated her body with a layer of blood that could not be dissolved, and it was like Shura descending in an instant.

"I…"

Cold sweat broke out on Decathlon's fat forehead.

But he still put on a look of death, and said in that miserable and disgusting tone: "But as the city owner, protecting the city is my primary duty, and I'm only here to carry out the orders above. That's it."

He spread his hands and continued:

"His Royal Highness, Brunhill, is also a noble. You can understand our difficulties compared to you."

"No, not now."

The crackling sound of the flames sounded, as if those grievances were echoing from afar. Those Crusaders subconsciously held the guns in their hands, but they still felt cold all over.

"what do you want to do?"

Darkness swallowed the gray-blue pupils of the Valkyrie.

A huge fear shrouded Decathlon's heart. He screamed loudly, like a shivering mouse.

"Are you going to betray the holy mountain?"

"No, it was the Holy Mountain that betrayed its people." Brunhill said heavily.

She stretched out her hand and held it forward.

Invisible ripples bloomed from Valkyrie's tall body to the outer layers, the firelight solidified, ripples rippled in the moonlight, and Decathlon's shrill voice completely solidified.

Bang!

A huge force erupted from the inside of the city lord's body.

Like a **** firework.

The broken limbs and heads flew in different directions, the internal organs were torn everywhere, and the stench came out.

The two Crusaders who followed Decathlon subconsciously raised their guns and aimed them at Brunhill, but after they realized what stupid things they were doing, they were full of panic and still held their rifles. feet.

Brunhill strode forward, into the city.

"Where's Medes?"

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Brunhill's voice was cold.

"It's an angel, it's an angel who took your companion away." The plump tavern owner knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"Have you finally come this far?"

When entering Prince City.

Brunhill also thought about whether one day he would stand in opposition to the Holy Mountain.

but.

She never thought about it.

This day has come so quickly, and there is absolutely no room for manoeuvre.

She looked up.

Only then did I realize that before I knew it, the dawn had come again.

The Crusaders were releasing the caged rebels when they left the city.

in one of the cages.

Brynhill saw Grus, the former Crusader had become dying.

One of his eyes was brutally gouged out, his face was pale, and his work clothes were stained with blackened blood. After seeing Brenhill, he opened his mouth and wriggled his lips weakly.

His tongue was cut off so he could not make a sound.

But through the rhythm of the rising and falling of his lips, Brunhill could still understand what he was saying.

"fraud."

Brunhill took a deep breath.

Bury all these things in your heart and rush towards the holy mountain.

...

Western Continent.

Somewhere in the unremarkable barren hills.

Kamiya, who is a snake-tailed body, opened her arms, and the golden sunlight flowed on her curvaceous body.

Dazzling white skin.

"Things are going a little bit out of control."

in the spiritual world.

Su Heng, who had not been able to rest all night, sounded a little tired, and was slowly speaking to Kamiya.

"Every improvement in life level is a qualitative change, and the further back you go, the more amazing the magnitude of the change." Kamiya put down her arms and stretched her muscles and bones, "If that little girl wants to go to the holy mountain, I'm afraid she will encounter some trouble."

"I can smell angels in the perceptual world."

"Are you sure?" Su Heng asked worriedly.

"I said, I won't lose to anyone again." Jamia smiled and her voice was full of confidence.

"and…"

On the vast sky, dark clouds rolled, and in the huge steel city amid the flickering thunder, Adam and Garen could be seen standing side by side. Blooming brilliant light.

Four templates gathered.

It was also the first time that Su Heng saw such a scene.

...

Brynhill stopped.

The distance from Prince City to the Holy Mountain is thousands of kilometers.

But for the Valkyrie who broke out at full speed, it took less than half a day to go back and forth.

When she left Prince City, the sky was not yet fully lit, and before noon, the tall and majestic holy mountain had already appeared in the shade of the trees in front of her.

Why did she stop.

Not because of hesitation or fear.

As a Valkyrie, she may have been deceived in the past, but once she made up her mind, she would not hesitate.

Even though this battle is likely to cost him his life, for the people he loves and the responsibility he bears, Brunhill still dares to bet everything he has.

only…

"Why are you here?"

Brynhill held a spear, and the silver-white radiation condensed into a gleaming, slim-fitting battle suit.

On the path in the forest, a silver-white giant wolf just appeared in front of Brunhill, with an elegant figure, staring at her with a gentle gaze.

"Remember what I said to you before I left?"

White Wolf said.

"I know."

Brunhill replied, "But everything comes at a price, doesn't it?"

"Sometimes this sentence is not wrong, but now, it is another situation." White Wolf shook his head and said, "We have a common goal, so I am willing to lend my strength to this matter. you."

silence.

After a long time, Brunhill said seriously, "Thank you."

"In any case, if I am still alive after this incident is completed, I will not forget the kindness in it."

"I didn't help you to take your power or a specific reward, but simply to make those who gave everything for the survival and revival of Terraria to make their efforts worthwhile."

"For a better tomorrow...that's all."

White Wolf whispered.

What I recalled in my mind was the expression of Merrill crying and laughing on the treetops.

"I see."

Brenhill put down the weapon in his hand, walked to the front of the white wolf, reached out and clenched his fist, and his fist was suspended in the air.

The white wolf bowed his head.

The golden sunlight cuts through the lush shade.

In the shadows, the girl's fist collided with the furry claws of the white wolf, making a muffled sound.

...

"Variety…"

Wangjing City, somewhere in a mysterious space.

In the pitch-black secret room, the white-eyed Heihuang and the black-eyed white phoenix are intertwined, rotating with each other, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern.

The black fire of death burns silently in the void.

The Yin Yang Taiji diagram is in the middle.

Youdu sat cross-legged in a long black dress, and the black mist in his eyes gradually dissipated, returning to clarity.

"The time of the catastrophe has been brought forward, but it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Reach out and brush lightly.

The phantoms of the insect swarm, the Beast Legion, the Angel of the God Race, and the Warp Demon came out of the flames in turn.

"If these opponents broke out together like in the golden age of the past, then even if there is a miracle of change, there is absolutely no vitality.

But fortunately, those alien races are also opponents, and there is only one chance of life between killing each other. "

"That's fine too."

Youdu stretched out his hand and waved, and the shadows in the sky disappeared instantly.

At the same time, she also took a step forward from the yin and yang taiji map, and her whole body suddenly spread out, disappearing from the vast space.

...

Holy Mountain in Jordan.

The time has come to noon, the sun is strong.

In the past, the peaceful and peaceful upper city of the Holy Mountain seemed quite nervous at the moment, and a group of Crusaders appeared on the large square outside the dome temple.

They are tall, generally between two and three meters in height.

Wearing black iron armor, sharp iron thorns extend from shoulder armor and joints.

At a glance.

There are thousands of holy troops.

Standing on the white marble square, it is like a silent iron tower.

Every Crusader is at least an evolutionary of the second life level, and there are even powerhouses who have set foot on the real level, whose strength is comparable to that of a bishop.

Under the mobilization of some special power, a trail of light emanated from the bodies of these Crusaders, condensed into a translucent jade bowl, and buckled upside down above the dome cathedral for anyone who set foot on this square.

will be severely suppressed in an instant.

Even a red-clothed archbishop would find it hard to move in the middle of it.

Even the evolutionary of the fourth life level will be significantly affected when facing the formation formed by thousands of high-level evolutionary.

sometimes.

Quantitative change can really lead to qualitative change.

Thousands of black-armored Crusaders separated towards the left and right, leaving a passage in the middle of the square.

all around.

There are also many nobles watching.

Their faces were terrified, even in such a serious occasion, they still couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"Have you heard? The Valkyrie betrayed the Holy Mountain."

"It's really terrible. She colluded with aliens to kill the garrison and people in Jose City, and brutally killed the city owner of Prince City."

"The city owner once met me and was very kind. We can't forget the time we spent drinking tea together. It's a pity, hey..."

These nobles had regretful expressions on their faces.

"But Valkyrie~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has always been the jewel of the proud church of the Holy Mountain, why did she suddenly choose it."

There are also some nobles who have difficulty accepting this fact.

On the one hand, they have always believed that the Holy Mountain is the most powerful force on the Western Continent. Even in the entire Terraria world, only Wangjing City on the Eastern Attis Continent can barely compete with it.

On the other hand, in the propaganda of the church in the past.

The Valkyrie Brunhill has always appeared in various stories and rituals as a shining figure.

In particular, the number of people in the upper city of the Holy Mountain is not particularly large. Some of the nobles and priests often meet and say hello to Brunhill. The Valkyrie is modest and beautiful, and it leaves a good impression on these nobles.

"Hey..." a nobleman sighed, "Who knows, I heard the angel say that the Valkyrie was polluted by some unclean things, and that's why her temperament changed greatly."

"Wait a moment!"

Someone suddenly lowered his voice and said tremblingly, "She's here, the Valkyrie is really back."