The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Cen Jin was amazed for a while, then he said slowly: "...lost."

The Noah’s Ark in the appearance of the starship is so cool that I have no friends. Needless to say, the appearance of black iron is smooth and shiny, and the area is about the size of two aircraft carriers. mothership.

Perhaps this is the particularity of the semi-mechanical life form, which has the ability of self-generation and material extension of metal materials.

Noah's Ark floated halfway up the mountain, almost filling the canyon.

A burst of mechanical and electronic children's music resounded through the canyon. After tens of seconds, it stopped, and the electronically synthesized voice of Noah's Ark Machinery came out intermittently: "You... fulfilled our agreement, zi... Thank you zizi... ..."

Cen Jin raised his head and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Noah's Ark: "...I don't know."

Cen Jin looked at the cool appearance of the Ark, and suggested: "It's better to go to the Kunlun Mountains and Seas. There are many strange people living there. In summary, they are also your kind. You should not be alone."

Noah's Ark: "Okay, how can I... go in?"

Cen Jin said, "Wait a while, first, while the Angel of Terror is dormant, he quickly ran into the Kunlun Mountains and Seas to find a few people in charge to discuss it, and then handed over the 'Siren Head Cub' he dug out from the painter's garden to Siren. head.

Morse, Siren Head, and Black Briquette get along unexpectedly harmoniously, as if they are in a harmonious reorganized family state.

When he came out again, Cen Jin found that Ding Yiqing and the others were gone. Looking around, Yulia was waving and cheering above his head: "The scenery above is beautiful, Huangmao, come up quickly."

Frank hugged the side of the ship and screamed, "Ahhhhhhh I'm afraid of heights, help—"

Ursula stood on the side of the ship swinging her heavy lance, pointing to the wind and said, "That's right, this is the frame worthy of the king I serve to."

Ding Yiqing stood far away from them, and Chong Cenjin waved lazily.

Cen Jin stepped back and jumped onto the ark with a few run-ups. Standing on it, he found that the ark had a wider area.

Ursula was still pointing, Frank was still screaming, Yulia put her hands on her forehead and looked up at the sun, whispering covetously: "I really want to drive a starship."

Cen Jin suddenly wrinkled his facial features, thinking that witches have all kinds of looks, but they just don't feel very reliable, so he walked towards Ding Yiqing, who was leaning against the side of the boat, his face was as white as transparent, and the blue blood vessels on his neck were particularly obvious.

His eyes were downcast, his face was expressionless, showing no emotion.

Cen Jin stared at him for a moment, then moved his gaze to his waist: "Is it because the destructive power of the fragments has increased, and you can't control it anymore?"

Ding Yiqing raised his eyes, and laughed: "A mere force—"

Cen Jin interrupted him: "You wouldn't say something that sounds very arrogant like 'a mere force', I remember you said that there is a relatively large piece of destiny on the body of the European god, which directly caused him to bind The Doomsday Judgment is thrown in hell, and I dare not take it with me, because the strong will devour each other."

"so?"

"Why aren't you afraid?"

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"Have you forgotten what you said? In the Kunlun Mountains and Seas, you said that you also have a Qiangwu, so why are you not afraid that the Qiangwu you carry and the fragments of fate will swallow each other?" Cen Jin made a sudden move, holding Ding Yiqing's clothes and was about to set off : "Because you have imprisoned the fragments of fate in your body, so the incomplete force can wantonly destroy your body."

Otherwise, with Ding Yiqing's strength, how could one or two fragments of fate hurt him?

Ding Yiqing held Cen Jin's hand quickly, preventing him from lifting the hem of his clothes, and jokingly said, "You care about me."

Cen Jin: "Even if you and I are just an ordinary employment relationship, I would be worried." What's more, it's not just an ordinary employment relationship. "Let go, let me see."

"It's okay." Ding Yiqing leaned over, put his arms around Cen Jin, clasped the back of his head with his right hand and said in a low voice, "I have a measure."

To be honest, Cen Jin doesn't really believe in Ding Yiqing's sense of propriety, but if Ding Yiqing doesn't allow people to see his wound, no one else will be able to see it.

"Cen Jin, let me hug you."

Cen Jin remained motionless, letting Ding Yiqing's hypothermic body rub against his body. It was almost November, and the cool breeze was brisk. It should be cold at sunset, but he felt a little hot at the moment.

Frank turned his head and saw Huang Mao and Ding Yiqing in front of him, and felt like crying: "Are you finished hugging..."

He didn't dare to trouble Ursula, the Goddess of War, so he pulled Yulia by the hem of her clothes and wanted her to send him to the ground, but just as he opened his mouth, he heard a loud bang, and then the ark collapsed heavily, moving forward Tilting, the whole person was violently thrown away by the huge inertial force.

Fortunately, Ursula quickly grabbed his ankle and pulled him back, otherwise he would have fallen headfirst into the ground and would have had dinner tomorrow.

Frank saw thick smoke billowing from under the ark, and asked in a panic, "What's the matter? What happened?"

Ursula inserted the heavy cavalry gun into the hole on the ship's side to stabilize her body, her face was solemn, and her eyes were filled with fighting intent: "Enemy attack."

Frank: "Damn." Then he ran to the cabin to hide, so that his weak chicken would not affect the performance of the whole team.

Yulia also hid early. As a prophet, she didn't have any survival skills and was very fragile. She also belonged to the team that dragged her teammates down on the battlefield, so she hid early.

Cen Jin was a little surprised: "Catch up so quickly?"

Ding Yiqing suddenly raised his head, looked at the terrifying angel above his head who suddenly opened his eyes, pinched the back of Cen Jin's neck and said, "I may not be able to help you deal with the next battle."

Which battle did Cen Jin not win by himself?However, Ding Yiqing deliberately said such a sentence, which still caused him a problem: "Then what do you want to do?"

Ding Yiqing: "Help you stabilize the battlefield and prevent third parties from intervening."

Is there any third party worth Ding Yiqing to prevent?

Almost instantly, a name appeared in Cen Jin's mind, and then he looked up at the terrifying angel floating high in the sky, thinking that it was not yet time for the trial, but with his current excellent vision, he had already seen the scarlet eyes opened by the terrifying angel.

The moment he was stared at by those eyes, the sense of terror that he hadn't seen for a long time hit his head. Cen Jin thought of the feeling of terror when he saw Ding Yiqing for the first time, and was directly pressed down by the solidified terror, unable to move. Now he stared at Ding again. he.

Cen Jin stiffened his body and remained motionless. A clear perception appeared in his mind. The European gods were watching the battle from above. What's more, the battle of this surprise attack was on his chessboard, including the appearance of Noah's Ark.

Ding Yiqing kissed Cen Jin's ears and cheeks lightly and softly, with a sense of comfort.

After a long time, Cen Jin relaxed his tense body and said, "I'm fine."

Leaving Ding Yiqing's embrace, Cen Jin clenched his fists, and a black and red death scythe appeared out of nowhere in his palm, with his back to Ding Yiqing and the god above his head, he said: "Sooner or later, I will pull the god from the auditorium into the beast fighting The field is torn apart."

Being hostile to a high-level god who is not inferior to Ding Yiqing is destined to be a battle of ten deaths and nine lives. When terror comes, the biological instinct screams fear and retreats, but the enemy just appears in the best audience position, which arouses Huang Mao felt unwilling.

Ding Yiqing responded, "Come on, I will support you unconditionally."

After finishing speaking, he left the deck and disappeared in this space, but Cen Jin knew that he was watching somewhere.

"Huh?" Ursula turned her head, showing surprise: "The breath of the supreme god?"

She looked at Huang Mao thoughtfully, and seemed to understand why the legendary witch chose him.

Huang Mao squatted on the side of the boat on tiptoe, looking down at the place where the big commotion occurred, his eyes narrowed to the size of beans, observing the direction of the airflow inside the thick smoke, time seemed to slow down twice, and all the movements were reflected in the pupils, The thick black smoke was broken, and then several figures rushed to the front at a fast speed.

A heavy sword-bladed halberd shone coldly, piercing the air and reaching the center of the eyebrows, easily tearing off the heavy gravity transparent film wrapped in yellow hair in front of him, Cen Jin tilted his head to avoid the blow, and slid sideways against the sword-bladed halberd To the attacker, the sickle slashed at the waist of the enemy attacker.

As soon as the latter hits the air, it floats up like light paper. A backflip avoids the attack well and stabs down from top to bottom. The blade of the halberd collides with the sickle. Dozens of moves have been exchanged in just a few seconds, and the strength of each other is similar. , After a sword collided, the two sides bounced back quickly, and the soles of their feet rubbed against the deck as if sparks could be seen. After stabilizing the retreating trend, they bounced forward like cannonballs.

The two sides fought again, so fast that only phantoms could be seen, and the fierce fighting between the two sides could barely be discerned by the constantly changing airflow around them.

There was a clanging sound in the air, and a series of sparks were generated by the violent impact of the metal, leaving countless scratches on the black deck of the special metal machine.

A few minutes later, the two figures bounced away again. Huang Mao stood still, with a tall and straight posture, staring at the attacker. The huge scythe lightly fell on the deck and made a loud noise, which shows that its weight is definitely not what it seems on the surface lightweight.

At the same time, five figures of different heights appeared on the side of the ship, and Ursula stood in front of them with a heavy spear.

They were all wearing black robes of the Holy See and beak masks, which completely covered their figures and faces. They didn't speak a word, and it was impossible to tell who they were.

But for Cen Jin, knowing that they are from the Holy See is enough.

The five figures on the side of the boat disappeared in an instant, and attacked Cen Jin from different directions in a blink of an eye. Ursula raised the heavy cavalry gun and killed them. The speed was as fast as a shadow, and stopped two of them and entangled them.

The other two figures made a feint, passing Cen Jin and rushing towards the cabin. Yulia ran over quickly when she saw this, and the fifth figure stabbed at the back of Cen Jin's head. An invisible wall of air condenses behind him to block the attacker's attack.

Then, Huang Mao suddenly grabbed the sickle and slashed backwards. The moment the air wall touched the sickle, it split in four directions, and the sickle hit the attacker's head hard. At the same time, the person holding the sword blade halberd teleported to Huang Mao The well was chopped down hard.

Huang Mao turned his head violently, his pupils shrank and trembled, and the space was visibly distorted and paused for an instant, followed by a sense of weightlessness, and the sword-bladed halberd Jingren was pushed out five or six meters, or did the opponent use a special extraordinary technique to resist The powerful gravity attack stabilized the body.

But the sneak attacking companion was not so lucky. Even if he urgently used extraordinary techniques to save his own life, the black robe and bird beak mask were torn apart, and the rags and pieces were torn, revealing the high bunched red hair and fair face.

The skin on half of the forehead was split open, dripping with blood, but it still couldn't stop the familiar faces being recognized.

Huang Mao clenched the sickle tightly, his right foot moved forward, his pupils shrank sharply, showing a trace of confusion and shock: "Hongzhuan?!"

He turned his head to look at the assailant holding a sword-bladed halberd, and the other four people, his brain was running at high speed, from the ghost hotel to the music festival, and then to the trial at the music festival, the dolls and the black iron forest, they seemed to be everywhere .

This group of people fell into danger many times, and fortunately escaped from death. They were also the ones being judged, but everyone was lucky enough to escape the fate of being judged and became the "ordinary people" who survived the music festival.

This group of 'ordinary people' has a lot to do with the legendary witch.

"Saul." Cen Jin looked coldly at the man holding the sword and halberd, and said, "Are you from the Holy See?"

The person with the beak mask was silent for a moment, sighed slightly, and frankly took off the mask, it was indeed Saul.

The others also took off their masks, all members of the Black Rabbit band.

"You guys have been acting?" Cen Jin recalled the reputation of the Black Rabbit Band, and couldn't help feeling: "Amazing, in order to hide their identities, they fabricated false identities for themselves, active on the screen, became popular for three or four years, and used well-known identities to get close to them. We are indeed defenseless."

Saul took off his contact lenses and hood, revealing his emerald green eyes and brown curly hair. His face was like an exquisite sculpture, tall and deep, with a completely new temperament, cold and powerful.

"I didn't want to meet again in such an unseemly way, but unfortunately we were discovered." Saul rolled up his sword and looked directly at Cen Jin: "Re-introduce myself, my full name is Constantine Ogu Stu Kroll, the eldest son of the Kroll family, a second-year student at Miskatonic University, number one in the global scoreboard of the tournament...they are my teammates.

Nice to meet you, unfortunately we met in battle. "

Cen Jin narrowed his eyes. The name is familiar, and the Kroll family sounds familiar too, but they are more familiar as the second-year students of the main school. Their team will be the first team in the competition next year, and it is also Wang Lingxian and the three of them in the main school. most powerful opponent.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but if you didn't lie, why didn't Wang Daxian and the others recognize you?"

"Because of hypnosis." Kroll said: "I haven't seen it yet, my extraordinary technique: Zhu Youshu. Speaking of which, this name was discovered by a new extraordinary technique at the time. It was named by Li Daoyi. Use the hypnotic technique in your ancient Chinese culture, also called Zhu Youshu."

Cen Jin: "Can I ask when it started?"

Kroll: "The first hypnosis started three years ago. We used the identity of Black Rabbit to take away the achievements and reputation of another band, which is equivalent to replacing their identity... You know that band, blacksheep, The Black Sheep, that's why the Black Sheep and I were dragged into the doll's house for trial.

If you didn't leave in a hurry at that time, but stayed where you were and watched how Black Sheep and I resolved our original sins, you should be able to guess our identities with your intelligence. "

He laughed, raised the halberd, touched it and then looked at Cen Jin: "The second hypnosis was in the pink room a year ago."

Cen Jin's eyebrows twitched: "Hongzhuan and Leianna are not going to play, but to help you hypnotize Wulan and Totem. What about Wang Lingxian?"

Kroll: "Our two families have some business contacts. I met Wang Lingxian a long time ago."

It means that Wang Lingxian was hypnotized a long time ago, and no one knew the true identity of this team. When they suddenly attacked, they probably died without knowing why.

Cen Jin: "That's not right. If you pretend to be someone else, you won't be arrested and tried during the music festival. Your hypnotism cannot be strong enough to deceive the gods."

Kroll laughed again. "What if even we believed in our own sin?"

Cen Jin's expression changed: "You guys hypnotized yourself!"

"In order not to change the plan, we have to do whatever it takes." Kroll looked at the horror angel who was about to wake up, and said, "I personally admire you very much. If it is not hostile, maybe we can be friends."

"I remembered the name of the first savior in the list of saviors published on the Internet."

It's Kroll.He was also on the list of saviors of the Theosophical Society. Now that David is abolished, he also openly confronted the gods and was removed from the list of saviors. Only Kroll remained. I am afraid that he will become the only savior of the Theosophical Society.

"Are you in a cooperative relationship with the Holy See? You are the savior that the Holy See advocates. Where is David?"

"You guessed it, why should I speak? The Kroll family and the Holy See have always had a friendly and cooperative relationship."

Frank, who was hiding, didn't quite understand their intricate relationship, but he felt very familiar when he heard Kroll's name. It was not the savior of the Internet, but Yulia reminded him. What is it?

Frank, who was beating his head, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and shouted: "Hotels, trains, and live entertainment companies!"

Cen Jin frowned, and then he heard Frank remind loudly: "Yulia said that the industries you asked before belong to the Kroll family!"

Cen Jin felt cold all over his body. Those properties belonged to the Kroll family. In other words, they started planning everything a long time ago, including the live broadcast of the red shoes, the live broadcast of the death coastline, and luring young people to explore. Erode people's scientific concepts.

To break the line of "weird scientific theory and academicization" originally agreed by various countries and the head office, because this line is too rational to absorb a large number of demented believers, the Kroll family is cultivating believers in their own way.

Both the Ghost Hotel and the Ghost Train belong to the Kroll family, so is there any direct relationship between what the Theosophical Society and the Black Mass are doing with the Kroll family?

Were the Krolls involved in the hotel and train massacres?

Or are they the squirrels behind the two cicadas, Black Mass and Theosophical Society?

Ursula said that the train was hypnotized, could it be Kroll?What is their purpose?

Is it to pick peaches... They want to refine Noah's Ark to pave the way for the Savior of the world? !

The yellow hair is an accident. The Kroll family and the Holy See planned hundreds of thousands of years of small accidents, like ants. Originally, the two giants looked down upon him, but his outstanding performance in Hong Kong City, and the "slaughter God" 'Rumours become variables, so they are put into the plan, waiting for the right time to eradicate them in one fell swoop.

"You have also been educated by the University of Michigan. You know the true history of mankind and understand the sufferings of the ancestors. Why did you choose the camp of the gods?"

Kroll said softly: "The gods have never abandoned his believers, and the gods have never abandoned us."

He raised the blade of the halberd, the figure disappeared, and appeared in front of Cen Jin the next moment. The sharp tip of the halberd was facing Cen Jin's forehead. Kroll looked down at him with an arrogant and crazy expression: "Ants throw away the opportunity to become a high-level intelligent life , continue to be stupid creatures who don’t know the vastness of the universe and live and die, thinking that they are pursuing freedom and equality!

How stupid is it to throw away the great opportunity to cross from the barbaric era to the cosmic era?

The insignificance of human beings, perhaps the fate of poor human beings can't get out of the solar system, why not accept the long life, power and technology bestowed by the gods?Why not open your eyes and see the universe?

The sacrifices of only a small number of people can be exchanged for huge results. Why are the ancestors who claim to be a "community with a shared future for mankind" and are willing to sacrifice for mankind, unwilling to sacrifice at this time?

Since it is possible to sacrifice the faith of all mankind, why not cooperate?If you don't dare to take such a risk, what qualifications do you have to make a choice against God for future generations? "

Severe and frantic questioning was accompanied by the sound of clashing weapons, constantly echoing on the deck. Kroll's attacks became more and more crazy and violent, as violent as a storm, as ferocious as a beast coming out of the cage, and Huangmao retreated steadily.

Ursula tried to help him, but was stopped by Huang Mao: "Don't worry about me!"

Clang!The blade of the halberd slammed into the sickle viciously, and a force like mountains and seas slammed on Cen Jin, pushing his upper body out of the cabin. Kroll approached Cen Jin and looked straight into his eyes: "Human beings are still alive!" In the name of freedom, cut off the destiny of all human beings to become gods. Now, destiny should be brought back on track.”

Cen Jin sighed impatiently, closed his eyes hard, and then opened them suddenly, scarlet mist filled his pupils: "Let's miss class."

Kroll narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What?"

"I don't know if there are different versions of textbooks at home and abroad. They should be the same. After all, the schools are the same, so the textbooks should be unified. So you skipped class, oh yes, there is another possibility, you are reading the special edition textbook, Some so-called aristocratic families, aristocrats and other common problems of feudal remnants, mixed selfishness and prejudice into family history, and compiled them into textbooks to brainwash the younger generation from childhood..."

"What are you trying to say?" Kroll asked calmly.

"I said, you have been brainwashed." Huang Mao moved his index finger and middle finger, hooked the gravity to push Kroll away and rotated his body, raised his sickle and slammed at Kroll: "Idiot!"

There was a crisp sound from the local area, pulling away Huangmao's angry and frantic counterattack.

"Humans will not regard ants as partners of equal status. They will only destroy their species when they realize that ants will give birth to higher intelligence, just like the attitude of gods to humans!"

"The ancestors who sacrificed for mankind, all mankind who sacrificed for future generations, and all mankind who are now being frightened by the gods...More or less sacrifices and sacrifices are in exchange for the survival of the gods now, and the human race against the gods Your power is what makes your family of feudal remnants qualified and confident to talk and cooperate with the gods.

Although the nature of capitalists is to cross rivers to demolish bridges and pluck wild geese, you are still ungrateful and beat back. I declare that the title of the most wonderful human being in my life has been given! "

Kroll dealt with Huangmao's increasingly fierce and crazy attacks with a solemn expression, but he was a little powerless, and his heart tightened, knowing that Huangmao's strength surpassed the analysis data.

Dodging and jumping onto the ship island, Kroll raised his sword and halberd and recited: "God, listen to my prayers, listen to my wishes, and the hammer of judgment descends from the sky to protect me. I will praise you, Hallelujah Ya."

A golden-red gorgeous formation emerged from the soles of his feet, wrists, and back, arming his body in all directions.

"Cen Jin, I will not kill you today."

Kroll walked forward, and three or four formations appeared on his back again, nesting and rotating like gears, as if the exquisite mechanized plane formations were running in an orderly manner.

"You provoke God, and God should be the judge. We will take away Noah's Ark, and we will prevent you from killing angels until the clock strikes midnight, otherwise the battle will not stop."

Before the voice fell, the person had been ejected forward, knocked Cen Jin out of Noah's Ark, lifted it to a high altitude and dropped it violently, and then pressed the inconspicuous switch of the blade and halberd, and the cold weapon was quickly assembled into a mechanical heat sink. Wu, under the blessing of the power of the gorgeous formation, kept bombarding the falling yellow hair.

Several artillery shells hit the target one after another and bombed. In the continuous artillery fire, he spread his black gold wings and rushed out with heavy flames. Huangmao attacked Kroll from bottom to top.

At the same time, the trial time came and ended quietly. The gods and angels did not judge Huang Mao for his murderous behavior yesterday. Perhaps the trial date was postponed and it was not time.

This is what the watching world thinks.

Next, they want to see if Huangmao fulfills his promise to kill the angel.

They didn't know that Huangmao was fighting with Kroll, the most devout believer of the gods and the first savior at this moment. From time to time, there were rumbling sounds and mushroom fire clouds rising from the silent canyon. The mountains were shaken, and even the railway tracks and tunnels were blown up. Fortunately, there were no shuttle buses.

Bang, bang, bang... A series of crashing sounds came from the depths of the tunnel. Sparks from mechanical friction and artillery fire lit up at the same time, illuminating the dark tunnel from time to time. The next moment, two figures flew out one after the other.

Cen Jin rushed straight into the sky, aiming at the high-altitude angel and slashing down. At the same time, Kroll's cannon fire caught up and hit the right wing precisely, causing the angle of his slash to be tilted, failing to smash the terrifying angel into pieces.

He wanted to do the same trick again, but it was a pity that Kroll's continuous artillery fire hindered his attack, and he had no chance to get close to the Angel of Terror, and his wings were damaged, so he could not maintain his balance in flight.

Kroll took aim at this shortcoming and deliberately led Cen Jin to the high-altitude clouds to attack his wings, but both sides used the clouds to cover their bodies, and the gunfire exploded one after another in the high altitude like fireworks.

Cen Jin rushed to the ground at this time, Kroll in the sky stood still, pointed his gun at Huangmao, and calmly recited: "Thank you Heavenly Father, please give me a gift, protect me, and give me the strength to destroy the enemy."

A magnificent formation appeared at the muzzle of the gun, a second formation twice as large appeared half a meter away from the muzzle, and a third magnificent formation two or three times larger appeared two meters away from the muzzle of the gun. Far.

The fiery red cannon fire rushes out of the muzzle, strengthened by the first formation, strengthened by the second formation, strengthened by the third formation, and strengthened by the third formation, falling straight like a bolide, and when chasing the target It exploded suddenly, as if an atomic bomb was dropped, triggering an earth-shattering explosion, instantly leveling the hills within a hundred meters.

Kroll lowered his gun, looked towards the center of the explosion, and waited for the result.

After a long while, no one rushed out again, Kroll put down the gun, raised the corners of his lips, and landed lightly on the side of the ship, while his companions quickly gathered and threw Julia and Frank off Noah's Ark, Ursula was beaten back into "Witch's Hammer".

Jingle bells—the melodious bell rang, and Kroll's smile widened.

At this time, Huangmao rushed out from the flames and thick smoke, stood on the top of the hill and looked at Kroll and the others. He just arched his back and prepared to attack again, but Kroll made a gesture to stop the battle.

"Today's battle is over."

Hongzhuan turned over the screen of the phone so that Huangmao could clearly see the time of the alarm clock.

"Twelve o'clock in the morning has passed, and the angel is still alive."

Huangmao's pupils constricted, how did time pass so fast?

"Of course it's hypnosis. My extraordinary technique, the sequence is in the top 50, and you won't know when you hit it." Kroll said softly, "You lost, Cen Jin."

Huangmao looked at Kroll expressionlessly, then suddenly grinned, showing an arrogant, paranoid and a little crazy smile, and raised his finger: "Di - you have new information, please answer."

Yulia, who was thrown to the ground, climbed to the top of the mountain with difficulty, and held up her mobile phone to play the report of the hottest news anchorwoman full of incredible, fear and a hint of fanaticism:

"... At 23:59 p.m., in the center of the World Trade Plaza in the Huadu District of Gaul, the Angel of Terror was shot dead and fell from a high altitude. The No. [-] Savior who declared that he would kill the first angel before the end of the day, he did it!"

This time it was the turn of Kroll and the others to shrink their pupils sharply, showing astonishment on their faces, especially Kroll clenched his gun and stared at Huangmao fiercely: "You are divided into two groups? Is it Wang Lingxian or Wulan? Totem? !"

The yellow-haired grin, white teeth and scarlet pupils, as well as the looming nervousness and madness, made him look like a war-loving evil spirit.

Whispering like a nightmare: "Neither of them. It's the great comrades from Kusinara who now live in Kunlun Mountains and Seas."

"Tomorrow, it will be two."