The rose garden, a secret place solely controlled by the bansain royal family, is the inheritance place of the bansain family and an important heritage left by the founding monarch of Assad bansain for Sirte.


    Endless roots spread in the void, completely wrapped the whole secret realm, and then dragged it to the depths of the void. In the secret realm, two magnificent breath constantly collided and poured destructive power wantonly.


    "It''s disgusting."


    Standing in the void, two small coral shaped horns grow on her head, carrying three pairs of light green thin Dragonfly shaped wings. Looking at the sea of blood below, Yulin Borges''s beautiful face is full of cold and disdain. Different from the gentle charm in normal conditions, Yulin Borges is a lonely king in battle, The arrogance and majesty of the dragon were vividly displayed in her.


    Gululu, the sea of blood is rolling. A monster with bare upper body, hundreds of meters tall, a pair of batwings on his back, six steel whip like tails and a pair of sharp ears in the shape of a human bat rushed out of the sea of blood. He is the crazy King Eberhard who broke through the seventh level but lost his mind, and he also holds a thin sword with mottled rust marks in his hand, It is the mythical armed blooming iron rose inherited from the kingdom of Sirte.


    The pungent smell of blood filled the secret territory. The amber eyes were full of animal nature. Yulin Borges was locked. The monster turned into light and rushed up.


    Whew, the sharp sword cut the void, accompanied by dark black blood roses blooming in the void, and the space was constantly broken like fragile glass. At this moment, if sigger hadn''t blocked the secret environment with his own strength and maintained the stability of the secret environment, the rose garden would have collapsed in the face of the collision of two seven steps.


    "You don''t use the rose sword like this. Your mind is full of muscle waste. If Assad sees the rose sword that he has always regarded as art used by you like this, I''m afraid he will jump out of the grave angrily."


    The green hair drifted with the wind and calmly avoided the attack of ebbhard again and again. A sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of Yulin Borges''s mouth.


    "Look, this is the real rose foil."


    When I opened my hand, countless rose flowers were in full bloom in the void, and the petals were flying like a flower rain. They gathered in Yulin Borges''s white palm, forming a unique thin sword that seemed to be made of countless petals. It had no ferocity and edge that weapons should have. Instead, it had an unspeakable elegance, like a work of art.


    With the sword in hand, the body is wandering. One after another, gorgeous or elegant rose flowers bloom in the secret territory. At this moment, the intoxicating rose fragrance masks the pungent blood gas.


    Yulin Borges, who dances lightly and wields the rose sword, is not like fighting, but like performing a gorgeous dance. Her graceful posture looms in the sea of roses that occupy the whole secret place at some time.


    Roar, full of tyrannical roars, echoed in the void, and the bloody brilliance bloomed on the sword edge of the myth armed and blooming iron rose, wantonly cutting through the void. Every sword of Eberhard can stir the sea of flowers into pieces, but the next moment, the new rose will bloom again.


    One sword followed by another, chasing the looming figure of Yulin Borges. Ebohad attacked like a raging beast, but every time he was a little worse.


    "Great swordsmanship can distort the perception of the seventh order knight."


    Standing outside the secret place, watching the battle between Yulin Borges and Eberhard, sigger gave a sigh.


    At this moment, the initiative of fighting has been completely controlled by Yulin Borges, and ibohad has been manipulated by him like a puppet.


    "However, although Eberhard is crazy, he is in the seventh order after all. It is impossible to kill him by such means."


    The changing battlefield is reflected in his green eyes. Sigger''s mind is constantly turning. The soul of the seventh order throne knight is completely integrated into the flesh, and the power of the flesh has been explored to the extreme. He has all kinds of miracles. It''s just easy to be reborn with blood. It''s not easy to kill him.


    "Well, it seems that my leisure time is over."


    Feeling something, he looked away from the battlefield. Sigger looked into the depths of the void, where he saw the storm intertwined with lightning and a pure light.


    Sobbing, a low whistling sound sounded, and the void opened up. A figure surrounded by lightning and brewing a storm in his eyes came out. He was the embodiment of the old God of the storm. The next moment, boundless light grew in the void. A pure white ladder was formed, and a goddess with graceful figure, exquisite face and a pair of white wings came out, He is the incarnation of the Lord of the dawn.


    "Under the crown of Sigel, I didn''t expect you to appear here."


    After taking a look at the secret place blocked by sigger''s divination, the Lord of the storm took the lead in opening his mouth. Compared with the first time, his attitude this time was much more gentle. At least he put sigger on the same level as himself, while the Lord of dawn on the other side looked at sigger with an interested eye.


    Now the kingdom of Sirte can be said to be the home of the dawn church and the storm church. There was a seven level struggle here, which naturally attracted the attention of him and the Lord of the storm. Now it seems that things are more interesting than expected.


    "Under the Lord of the storm and the Lord of the dawn, the old king of Sirte, Eberhard, was tempted by evil and was crazy. Now Yulin Borges is eradicating evil, and I was invited to provide some insignificant help."


    With a smile on his face, looking at the two real gods that suddenly appeared, sigger seemed very calm. Although these two real gods were not weak, what they came at this time was only an incarnation, and they also needed to worry about the existence of Yulin Borges.


    "It''s him. No wonder I feel a little familiar."


    Smelling the speech, he felt the breath occasionally leaked from the secret place, and the look of the Lord of the storm changed slightly. He still knew about Yulin Borges. Originally, he thought that Yulin Borges had completely abandoned the kingdom of Sirte, but he did not expect this time.


    "Is that the king of goblins?"


    The ethereal voice sounded. Although it was a voice, it warmed people''s hearts like the sun. Artemis, the Lord of dawn, spoke for the first time.


    At the same time, the golden pupils of the Lord of dawn are rippling with a pure white halo, as if pregnant with something.


    His face changed slightly. At this moment, siguel clearly felt that a vision had penetrated his blockade and saw the situation in the secret territory.


    "Goblin dragon, a mythical dragon, is indeed a beloved existence in the world."


    Taking back his eyes, Artemis gave a slight sigh, which vaguely contained a trace of regret.


    Hearing this, he set his eyes on Artemis, and a dark light flashed in the bottom of sigger''s eyes.


    Compared with the old lord of the storm of medium divine power, he is more curious about the rising star of the Lord of the dawn, not counting himself and the new God of protection and killing. Artemis, the Lord of the dawn, should be the last true God to ascend the throne in historical records. He held the throne high at the end of the bronze age and made it possible in the impossible.


    From the perspective of God''s time, there is no doubt that the Lord of dawn is still very young, but the means of the new God is really extraordinary. Over the years, the dawn church has developed rapidly, even surpassing many old churches. Even the storm church has been seriously impacted. The Lord of dawn itself is the most critical existence, Especially now that the gods are recovering.


    Silence spreads in the void, and a subtle atmosphere takes shape among Sigel, the Lord of the storm and the Lord of the dawn. Both the Lord of the storm and the Lord of the dawn are very concerned about the ongoing battle, and even have the idea to intervene, because it will affect the future direction of the Kingdom of Sirte and their interests, But at the same time, they also have scruples. Whether sigger or Yulin Borges, they can''t ignore the existence. After all, what they are coming now is only the incarnation.


    That is, at this time, a boiling killing opportunity broke through Siegel''s divine blockade, soaked the endless void, and outlined a bloody rose enough to cover the whole secret place.


    Feeling this change, the look of the three true gods all changed subtly.