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He is the perfect Physique of Silver, although the player’s silver is not comparable to Demigod, but at least second only to the level of Angel Akroma.

Legend has it that the god Son Tankas has been sleeping for a hundred years at the end of World, and in the chaos of Laws collapse, even the gods need to continue to consume OP to maintain their own Laws, but Even so, I have never heard of Tankas and I am exhausted outside the elemental barrier.

But Brando felt that he had been in the snowfield for a few days and nights, and Stamina was almost exhausted.

He began to feel the narrowing of the horizon, the edge of the horizon was black and the breathing was heavy. The cold air stabbed the nose and the pain in the lungs. The sound of the lungs seemed to be the struggle of the dying person, or it was a broken bellows. Perform the final obligation.

This feeling does not mean that after perfecting the Silver Body in his game, even after entering the Gold-level Domain in this World, he rarely feels that it is exhausted, tired, and has hundreds of thousands of Constitutions. For the strong, it will be a joke to feel tired and tired.

Will and Perception Attributes are also reduced by nearly 10% in short Times.

But the scenery in front is always the same.

Brando didn’t know when the journey was an end, and he didn’t know if this damn trial wanted him to do something, perhaps because he wanted to go down until he got the approval of the mountains.

But who knows the recognition of the mountains is a ghost thing.

He walked for another two or three days, and the scenery in front of him still had no change. Later, he was almost numb, and his mind was blank. He could still feel the passing of physical strength, but now he only has instinctive advancement.

After half a month, Brando’s speed began to slow down.

Every time he walks a few steps, he has to stop and rest for a long time. He feels that his eyelids are as heavy as a few thousand pounds, but he instinctively does not dare to close. He staggers and walks steadily, but always Didn’t sit down, let alone fall into the snow.

Because Brando understands that he will stay here forever if he stops.

But in his mind, he is actually not very clear, and there is no need to think about what trials are free. It seems like a chaos, leaving only the only one thought to support his actions:

Live.

One month, two months, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Even though Sage’s Stamina finally came to the end of the oil, Brando finally heavily fell in the snow, and the bitter cold and severe pain made him wake up.

But he was lying in the snow, only to find that he had no strength at all to get up. He was lying quietly on the ground, staring at the sky of the ashen, letting the cold penetrate into one’s own limbs. He began to feel that one’s own hand, one’s own foot, the part below the knee, and then extended from the elbow to the shoulder, lost consciousness.

Brando struggled to mobilize the Laws power of himself with the body, but the order seemed to collapse, and his gaze through one’s own Ultimate’s Plain saw a quiet universe dark, without the slightest vitality, as if there were endless cold and cold.

The stars are also extinguished, as if the dust left after the stars burned out is still suspended in the Void, the entire World is no longer alive, all the Laws and the order are broken into pieces, no longer respond to anyone’s chant.

This is the Twilight of the gods and World.

Brando suddenly produced such a clear comprehension, and when a god o died, it might see such a World.

He quietly put his head in the soft snow, and began to feel a little warm, as if the whole person was immersed in the warm milk, he did not know that this is not an illusion, but only felt a burst of exhaustion swept.

Brando knows that he just has to close his eyes and that means what it means.

But he couldn’t stop it. He seemed to have a gentle voice telling him something. The voice told him that he was too tired. It was time to let go of everything.

But it was at this time that he suddenly felt a strange sight.

That is the ground shaking.

The snow was shaking slightly, and Brando squinted slightly. He had almost no strength to make this simple movement, but he quickly realized that it was not the illusion of the dead.

The earth is really shaking.

And the vibration quickly became fierce, as if it were originally a meandering stream, but it quickly converges into a roaring river that makes the entire ground sway.

Brando was deeply breathed in, and finally felt one’s own body at this moment, as if there was an inexplicable force coming from one’s own within the body, it didn’t know where it came from, and it instantly poured into his limbs. In the middle of it, it seems to be a warmth of the human heart, and instantly pulls him back from the edge of the darkness.

But Brando has no joy in his heart.