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Then he saw a little bit flying out of that direction, it was Malocha, Phyas and Rut, and Little Fairy Prince shouted to him:

“Mr. Brando, here!”

“Rute, is that you?”

Rute quickly shook his head.

“That is the Will left by Crystal, and the gods are protecting us!”

“God?”

A glimpse of Brando.

But it is this time. White screamed again: “Be careful, second impact!”

Several people present at the same time turned back and saw the second shock wave spread out from the shattering World Wall, which was faster and swarmed with densely packed hill-like crystal fragments.

“Ah!” Phyas scared and screamed, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind Malocha.

But this time Rute grabbed her and said to crystal Stag: “Fast. Come on! Mr. Brando needs your help, Malocha!”

Malocha narrowed his eyes, and his heads looked at the storm that had blown up. He nodded and turned and slid down.

Brando didn’t notice what was happening here because he was desperately flying to a nearby Construct, trying to hide behind the Construct before the shock wave arrived.

But it was at this moment that he suddenly felt a bright light coming from behind him.

He couldn’t help but subconsciously looked back and saw that in the net of tiamatLaws, every construct he had in his eyes, hovering hundreds of kilometers above the Vaunde atmosphere, was now brightening in his gaze. One after another ray of light beams are shot from these constructs, each hitting one of the crystal mountain ranges, and these beams flashes at a time, only staying on his retina for less than 0,1% of the second.

But it was just that moment, the crystal mountain range that had collapsed turned out to be brighter. The fire from the explosion seemed to ignite the light, and they turned into a burning flame at the same Space. Finally, the gray smoke disappeared and disappeared.

It was as if a wall of fire was created in the Void, but it only lasted for a few seconds and disappeared completely.

In the end, only the raging shock wave was coming.

Brando groaned, suddenly felt that he was once again drowned in the storm. His falling speed accelerated again, but this time he finally had a Time to react, and then the impact took him to the lower middle of the ‘tiamatLaws’ position. He tried his best to fly toward a Construct.

The Construct didn’t look too big in the distance, but it wasn’t too close to find that it was much smaller than the crystal mountain range he had seen before, and he fell very fast, the cone between the two. Construct shows a huge shadow in his vision.

At the moment it looks almost like an asteroid, and the flat shadows spread out quickly in front of Brando. Brando knows that he will soon land, and he will use his last strength to shrink himself into a circle, beware of the impact of landing on the damage to the more fragile internal organs.

A loud bang.

He had hit a shadow on one of the Construct’s shadows like a meteorite, leaving a huge depression on it, and then he screamed and bounced along the flat shadow. Facing the decline, it seems that you have to fall into Void in an instant.

Brando rushed to reach out and grab any place where he could focus. Unfortunately, he fell too fast. And the Construct is too flat, there is no place for him to stop.

Seeing that he was going to break away from the surface of this huge Construct, it was at this time that Brando suddenly felt that his back was light, as if something had held himself from the opposite direction.

He looked back a little hard, just to see that he was hitting Malocha seriously, with the Phyas on his back falling down with Rut.

“Get out!” He was big startled. Can’t help but anger: “Are you crazy?”

Brando hardly needs calculations, and understands that Malocha and Phyas can’t stop themselves. Their strength is too weak and will only be dragged into the atmosphere unnecessarily. If you still have a fight with the body of Saint, then it is almost certain for Malocha and Phyas.

“Lord Thane, we are just your summoned creature.” Malocha seemed very calm at the moment.

“What about Narut?” Brando looked at Firey Little Prince and Phyas, who were desperately screaming at their own corners and waving their wings.

“The leader of Jin Yan, it is a privilege to die for you!” Rut replied with a sigh of relief.

“This kind of honour I would rather not”

But it was at this time that the white voice rang again: “Brando, get ready.”

“what?”

Brando subconsciously raises head.

In his gaze, he saw that World Wall was crashing all over the place. It’s not a fragment of the original piece, but the whole piece is split, and the black MP rushes out of it, revealing a large piece of dark Void behind it.

Miss Tata, they sacrificed Life’s seal, Twilight’s Will, so soon it is going to get out of trouble?

What he immediately looked at was not the more Berserk, the more terrifying Space Storm, but the sudden emergence of such a single thought head in his mind.

A little sad. Even desperate thoughts.