my god is from hell

"Why are there a large number of warships here?" Seventeen asked, and quickly responded, "Because of the holy mountain? The flames of the holy mountain?"

"There are so many warships, how do you leave?" Li Qiwu frowned, subconsciously stopping in front of everyone.

"How to come, how to leave."

As Yan Qing spoke, her silver hair was blowing freely in the sea of ​​stars, her eyes were shining with the cold light of the moonlight, and the corners of her clothes were floating up.

Everyone disappeared instantly.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly disappear!"

On the leading Red River battleship, the adjutant watched in astonishment as the red dot representing the other party disappeared from the radar, and from the field of vision, there was no trace at all.

The commander glanced at the ice tower of the holy mountain that had dropped in temperature on the satellite image, and connected to the headquarters with an ugly face: "They left and disappeared right in front of our eyes."

There was silence for a long time, as if someone sighed over there, and then came a new order: "In this case, you all land on the planet, climb up the ice tower of the holy mountain, and bring General Helian's... corpse back to the universe. United."

The commander was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure? General Helian, is he really dead?"

"I saw it in the prophecy." Before the commander questioned the accuracy of Zuo Luoheng's prophecy, the headquarters added, "—I saw it with my own eyes."

Not a paraphrase.

After all, Zuo Luoheng was basically speechless after being forced to perform magic spells several times, and he had no chance to repeat it.

The commander was also silent for a moment, then he didn't know whether to comfort himself or the other party, and said in a low voice: "He owes Yulian this."

The commander turned off the communication, commanded the battleship to sail to the pollution star, and prepared to personally pick up He Lianyu's body and return it to Yulian.

No matter how arrogant and domineering this man was in Yulian before, just because he died for Yulian and the future of mankind, he deserves the respect of the commander.

rose star.

The magnificent dreamy nebula wonderland flashed before everyone's eyes, and when they came back to their senses again, they were stepping on the land of the gate of Rose College.

The carved wrought iron gate is as majestic as ever, but the thorn roses entwined on it have all turned into pitch black ink, like evil flowers blooming in the mud, pure and beautiful black.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of the gate, and then realized: "These roses of thorns, I remember, seem to be a by-product of the dean's magic, and now it seems that they are so."

If it weren't for the magical effect, these roses could not have turned from red to black overnight, let alone be so gorgeously black that the petals were even stained with fresh dew.

While everyone was still discussing, Yan Qing remained silent. Zuo Luoxing, who was standing next to him, glanced at the other party with some hesitation, and asked softly, "Master Yan Qing?"

"Let's go." Yan Qing said calmly.

The moment Yan Qing lifted his footsteps, the closed door of the Rose Academy burst open.

Hundreds of black thorn roses flocked to both sides of the gate and Yan Qing's feet, paving a colorful road of black roses for him.

At the end of the flower road, stood the dean of Rose College and other familiar or unfamiliar teachers, and even the faces of some senior seniors who were rarely seen in the college.

The crowd was too far away to see their expressions and eyes clearly, but the solemn and quiet atmosphere was enough to make people feel frightened.

"How is this going?"

The little witch's swaggering steps paused slightly, as if she was walking on the road to hell.

Li Qiwu and Mingyou also had serious expressions on their faces, their bodies in a faint fighting posture, their dominant hands resting on the weapons at their waists, and their eyes were alert.

Could it be that the Rose Academy has also started to reject the dark atmosphere?

Just when the two sides confronted each other silently, Yan Qing took another step forward.

It was at this step that the silver embossed boots stepped on the black roses, and the unique breath of Yan Qing spread from him to the roses under his feet.

In an instant, countless flower buds that had not yet fully bloomed directly bloomed under the stimulation of Yan Qing's breath, and the fragrance of roses floated in the air, and the flowers rained one after another.

At the end of the road ahead, the dean and his party, who had made Li Qiwu and others wary, bowed their heads and bowed to Yan Qing from a distance!

Not the usual etiquette of the Rose Star or anywhere else, but the fire-god gesture they've seen on the Defilers, with arms folded over their chests!

Shuan Qing didn't even give way, and walked forward step by step on the black roses in front of the crowd who bowed their heads and hugged their chests.

The dark red juice gushes out from the petals, and then turns into a light red spiritual energy and dissipates in the air, so whenever Yan Qing falls on his feet, there are countless light red spots wrapped around his ankles, which looks like a lotus growing every step of the way.

Li Qiwu and the others subconsciously frowned and stopped outside the door, not stepping on the rose. Although Zuo Luoxing was ignorant and curious, he didn't want to leave Yan Qing, and followed him carefully stepping on the rose.

The inexplicably solemn atmosphere was maintained until Yan Qing walked in front of the dean and others, and everyone put down their hands covering their chests, and the solemn feeling that made people dare not breathe loudly dissipated.

It was also at this time that the Dean, who was in the center and at the front of the crowd, smiled and lowered his hands to protect his chest, his loosely tied long hair slid down his shoulders, and his tone was smiling but very respectful:

"Master Chuangshishen, the followers of Rose College have been waiting for you for a long time."

The voice was not loud, but it was not deliberately lowered, so Li Qiwu and the others, who had keen senses, easily heard the dean's words, and they all looked surprised.

What did they just hear?

what godGod of Creation?

The highest god who stole the fire of heaven for them in the myth, and was burned by the fire and entangled in thorns?The god who is represented by the statue of the fire god?

Isn't this god a product of the old age like Nuwa Fuxi in ancient mythology, a god who has never been seen or verified by himself, and has always been between the ambiguous true gods and false gods?

It really exists?

And, it turned out to be Yan Qing?

Several people were greatly shocked!

But the dean didn't give them time to react. After introducing himself and the identities of the people behind him, he turned his eyes to Zuo Luoxing's direction for a moment, and there was a feeling of surprise, weirdness, and relief in his eyes. , quickly regained calm, and the first sentence was: "Luo Xing can't stay here any longer, does Lord Chuangshishen have any good suggestions?"

"Can't stay anymore? Why?"

Shi Qi and the little witch had basically chatted up front before they dared to step into the dean's black rose bush carefully, and they were surprised when they heard this.

Rose Star is the most hidden place in the entire Yulian. Not only is it located in the death galaxy, but it is also surrounded by Dean's demigod-level magic, and ordinary people can't find it at all.

The dean seemed to be very patient with these young people who were students of Rose College and Yan Qing's close teammates, and did not ignore or perfuse their doubts, but turned his head and explained gently: "That evil god owns Wen Liu The coordinates of Rose Star will be found soon. And in order to welcome the return of believers, the coordinates of Rose Academy have been exposed, and it is no longer the mysterious planet before."

"Wenliu? Zhang Wenliu?" Li Qiwu frowned slightly, caught the key word, subconsciously looked behind the dean, but did not find Zhang Wenliu, and was suddenly surprised.

The third prophecy master who insisted on staying in the Rose Academy without going out even if he was killed was not in this team that was clearly the core of the Rose Academy?

"Wenliu was just stripped of the Summoning God a few days ago, and he is currently very weak, so he can't come to welcome Lord Chuangshishen." The dean explained again in a good-tempered manner.

His tone was too steady, and his narration was too ordinary, as if being "stripped and summoned" was as simple as being undressed, so that everyone didn't react at first.

"Who did it?" Yan Qing finally spoke, his silver eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Although it was used by the evil god's subordinates, I think the real source of magic is Kane, the head of the Kane Star Thief Group." The dean said calmly.

Kane's magic of fame: the love that never lies, which can win the most precious thing in the heart of the liar.

For the envoys who care too much about summoning the gods, this magic is equivalent to "calling the gods to plunder", especially for several prophetic envoys.

"Take me to take a look." Yan Qing frowned, wanting to see Zhang Wenliu's injuries, and at the same time, through him, to learn about the killing line that has now become an evil god.

"He's in the school hospital now. Master Chuangshishen must have something to look at, why don't you tell us where we will end up next, so that I and other believers can prepare early." The dean didn't mean to follow the past, but He turned sideways to signal the group of people behind him.

Yan Qing glanced at everyone, threw down the sentence "the place where the gods meet", and took Li Qiwu and the others to teleport away.

"Green Forest..." The dean frowned, then let go, and turned to look at the others: "Students with less than [-] stars will go to Kashgar with Professor Hilde, and students with more than [-] are near the sub-god level." Those left to deal with the Yulian army."

"Dean! I'll stay too!" After listening to the order, a student of [-] stars quickly understood that those who stayed had a high probability of dying, and quickly recommended himself, unwilling to flee to Kashgar with everyone.

"What is Xing Liuwan doing here? To die? Yulian's generals are not vegetarians." Hilde, who was wearing a blindfold, stopped the other party with a scolding face, and stopped other people who were about to move.

"But..." The other party still wanted to argue.

Indeed, under such circumstances, some bloody young people are unwilling to escape alone, and staying behind to die in battle is the best destination in their hearts.

"The mission of the Rose Academy made you feel good about yourself, didn't you? Did you use the rose of thorns in this way?" Hilde interrupted the other party again, "Don't say too much, everyone with less than [-] yuan will leave with Teacher Wang Liuke. "

"Huh? Hilde, what do you mean?" Wang Liuke was stunned for a moment when his name was suddenly called, and he immediately realized that the old unconvinced man wanted to stay and deal with the Yulian army, and quickly refuted.

"I have learned the art of killing for more than 60 years. I don't know how to protect people, so I will stay." Hilde was justified when he scolded the students, and he was also justified when he gave himself the back door.

"Professor Hilde." The dean frowned slightly. He remembered that the old injury in Hilde's body had recurred, and he wanted him to have a good rest, but unexpectedly, the other party still wanted to go to the battlefield.

Hilde saw through the dean's hesitation at a glance, his eyes were sparkling, and his tone was calm: "Some injuries can only be healed in the baptism of blood and war."

The dean glanced at him, sighed and did not speak again, expressing his acquiescence. In fact, what Hilde said was also true. The killing technique he learned is more suitable for staying.

The student who was scolded was full of question marks: "Professor, how can you be so unreasonable?"

Hilde turned around and smiled grimly: "Are you reasoning on the land of the Rose Academy? Do you think the academy doesn't have enough fertilizer?"

There was a mechanical click sound, and the sound of the particle gun accumulating energy was extremely clear. The student's face changed slightly. Even though he was no longer afraid of the college robots, the shadow of these "flower fat" robots in his heart has not dissipated for a long time.

"Okay then, just do as I said, and you can decide the rest." The dean made a final decision, and disappeared in place in a blink of an eye.

The other teachers glanced at each other, and each instructed their students. These students had already experienced the fringe battlefield, and their ability to deal with things was extremely proficient. They quickly nodded and turned on their own optical brains, and began to arrange things one by one until it reached every rose. The optical brain of college students.

The large equipment that had been dusty for a long time started to operate again, the aroma of black roses in September permeated the air, the first golden leaves fell, and darkness grew in the shadows of the trees.

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