Pirates: The Black Earl

Eternity has been defeated, infinitely surrendered to the enemy, how about you?

Do you want to die together?

Chapter 85, God in the World-Thorns!

[The most respected star-swallowing god, we have no intention of being an enemy of you. We came here only to help you get rid of the shackles of duty and get real detachment; he is rampant, and he is not the supreme, so he set up shackles to imprison you here. Fang World, let you have a hero in the endless years, but can only be reduced to a tool to help him maintain the continuation of the universe. 】

[You know, this should be a person's responsibility? 】

[Therefore, I hereby send out an invitation, the good birds will choose the trees and rest, and hope that the star swallowing **** will join this magnificent goal to eliminate the aao tyranny, and the world belongs to itself! 】

[Our sincerity is here. Now that the Eternal God has been imprisoned but there is no worry about his life, and the Infinite God has joined our camp to treat each other frankly, it can prove that the previous statement is absolutely not false. 】

[So far, we await good news. 】

"interesting!"

"After reading the message", because the universe is in a saturated state, the planet Devourer shows a penetrating smile with "ten success to pull the erhu, one success to the world."

Rumble! !

The vast and immense body grabbed a planet attracted by his own gravity, and drew it on the tip of his nose like a big smoke. The planet instantly shrivelled and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disintegrated into particles of dust. .

"Have you lost even Eternity? Much more capable than I thought, a visitor from the outside world!"

The Star Swallowing at this moment is a standard "Destroyer", and the power of destruction in his body is much stronger than that of the Life Messenger, which also affects part of the Star Swallowing way of thinking.

"Then let me meet you, I hope you can satisfy me!"

At the same time, the kingdom of the dead.

Wearing a bone armor bikini, a gray-brown robe on his shoulders, and holding a giant sickle in his left hand, Death frowned, and his right hand pulled the hood down to catch the golden light.

[The most respected **** of death...]

Except for the name change, the content is exactly the same.

"Huh, that's the case!" Death smiled coldly, and with a wave of his backhand, the light was directly torn apart.

"I just said that a **** who was full and dared to imprison my clone. It turned out to be a guest."

The content of the letter does not mention true or false, and it is an indisputable fact that one's own clone has lost contact with oneself.

Lowett guessed it right. Since there are clones, it means that the Kingdom of the Dead also has a "floor number", and there is a building owner for each building. Normally, they shouldn't disturb each other.

So before the death of their universe passed the news, death only knew that his clone was restricted to the kingdom of the dead.

"But since I dared to send this message to me, the content of the letter is mostly true."

Death frowned at the thought of infinite choices to vote against the enemy.

To be honest, she was really tempted for a moment.

After all, take a look now!

The other party didn't do anything at all. It just made a lot of killings and sent the souls of the dead into the kingdom of the dead, which forced their clones to be unable to make a move, and succeeded in gaining time.

The Marvel theorem of "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility".

It is most obvious in these creation gods.

but……

"I reject!"

A thick gray smoke of the deceased swelled from the body of the dead, enveloping her entire body. From the outside, only two scarlet light spots could be seen, faintly appearing in the gray smoke.

"My mother destroys the world only when my mother wants to destroy the world. A group of foreign guests also want to point fingers at me, it's stupid!"

After all, death quickly locked earth-199998 through the imprint left on the arm of Lovett's god, tearing open the fog crack.

...

Rumble!

In the boundless space, the muffled thunder echoed in the soul web.

All this is a long story, but in fact it is only a matter of a few seconds.

At this moment, Lowett retracted his spiritual thoughts and assisted the consciousness in the soul web to break through the shackles.

"Hey, working with these two dangerous people, I'm really full." He sighed sadly.

"I have to speed up the pace, otherwise I will be the most dangerous to be discovered by other masters in this world!"

The emperor and the mistress rely on his special spiritual advantage as a traverser to break through the barriers of the world. It is awkward to say that if you change other collaborators, the probability that you will not completely become a tool is zero!

At any rate, they are personally experienced people who have personally extracted their souls from the earth and sent them to train. They have no feelings for themselves and a sense of accomplishment.

"So the best thing to protect yourself is to master yourself, rather than borrow external power!"

Instilling this belief into the soul net, the next moment, the huge soul net suddenly began to twist, and the soul vein that was as tough as a fishing net across space suddenly became soft, like willow branches blown by the wind, and began to swing slowly.

Considering its size, its slow shaking brought a sea-like surging energy tide sweeping the universe. The Great Emperor suddenly looked up, his eyes dumb.

"Choose to visualize your own form with plants?"

"I didn't expect you to be such a black earl."

Although the soul net of the wizard world cannot have a master, it is purely a taste for the master, and it is too powerful for the group of holy ten who have gone wrong, but it has the foundation laid by Lovett in the Pirate World. The emperor will discover a little bit of experimentation that there is a choice when the soul web evolves into an adult god.

The huge soul energy gave birth to consciousness, but the "character" was not stereotyped.

The vacancy left is best if a powerful mage can use his vast soul will to interfere with the formation of the opponent and restrain the chaotic thoughts in it, otherwise... it will either become the abomination of the soul version or become the net. A saint without self.

Lovett definitely didn't know this before, and didn't have the space and resources to experiment.

The well-deserved eldest girl went to the sedan chair for the first time.

But being able to decide his future direction so quickly, and even let the soul network choose to accept it, can prove that his beliefs have never changed...

Carry out the traditional arts of the Necromancer to the end!

Because if you read it right,

It was not an ordinary vine. On the seemingly soft veins, spikes grew.

Spiked, representing sharp.