Chapter 245

Get off the bus, the street has been very cold.

Ling Ping An took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

"It's half past ten..." He walked under the street lamp and put away his cell phone.

His pet followed him, the shadow of a cat and a man was reflected under the street lamp.

Walking into the familiar streets, at this time, there is no one in the alley.

Only a solitary street lamp, reflecting the empty road.

All shops are closed.

Even upstairs, there is no light shadow.

Ling Ping An looked at it and sighed slightly.

This area has been in decline for more than ten years.

Manufacturing industry is far away, and fine intelligent processing is rising.

Robots and automatic production are popular.

Once upon a time, the industrial park, which absorbed more than 100000 labor force, was depressed overnight.

Mobile Internet era, also began to come.

All the rules of the game have been completely changed in just a decade.

"It would be nice to be more lively..." Ling Ping'an misses childhood.

At that time, it was very prosperous here. Even at one o'clock in the morning, there were night stalls in the streets.

But this is an irreversible trend.

Walk home, open the store door, walk into the bookstore, and feel to turn on the light.

The bookstore is very quiet, but all the furnishings are very comfortable.

He sat down at the counter and looked at the clock on the wall. It was ten forty.

Think about it, Ling Ping An turns on the TV.

On the television screen, there were celebrations across the union.

"Today is teacher's day, and all cities in the federal Empire have held grand teacher's Day celebrations..."

"Your Majesty, this evening, you will appear in Imperial Central University in person, and extend our holiday greetings to all teachers and students..."

Watching TV, the young emperor, accompanied by ministers, stepped onto the stage.

"How time flies..." Ling Ping'an laughed. He still remembered that eight years ago, when the emperor's enthronement ceremony was broadcast across the country.

The little boy, wearing a small crown, sat on the huge dragon chair.

Live camera to him, he panic look, was clearly photographed.

But now, the little emperor, who was flustered in the Dragon chair and didn't know what to do, has grown up.

At this time, the camera sweeps to the person next to the emperor.

Princess rou'an in full dress!

Surprisingly, the eldest princess seems very young

At most, they are twenty-four or five years old

Ling Ping An scratched his head: "who told me that the long Princess raised 3000 faces?"

It seems to have been heard in the University

But

No doubt, it's a dirty rumor!

The long princess in her twenties, where to raise 3000 faces?

Three of them are very good, OK!

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He rourourou returns to his villa.

This is the villa she bought in the mountainous area outside Dongcheng District.

Surrounded by green mountains and waters, lush forests are just behind.

She went up to the large roof of the villa and lay by the pool.

Between her forehead, a mark was spinning.

Obscure psionics, slowly spreading.

It made her miserable and she suffered.

"Master..." She said softly, "master..."

She was wriggling like a snake, and her skin slowly turned red

The whole night, the roof of the villa, as if there is a wild cat in low growl

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Turn off the TV, Ling Ping An pulls down the rolling gate again, and then locks it.

Then, he said good night to best, the cat who had been lying on the towel, and turned off the light.

He took his cell phone and walked up the stairs.

Creak, creak, the stairs sway slowly.

After walking upstairs, Ling Ping An took a bath and changed her clothes.

Then he sat down on the sofa.

Pick up the mobile phone and open the instruction device of the family members of nightmare legend. He saw his family members and seemed to have made progress again.

A series of combat records show that they continue to walk on the victory of Kuang Zhuang road.

At the same time, there are other bizarre hints.

For example: the iron claw tribe admires your prestige and volunteers to join your family member Gang Ba tribe.

There is also this: Nagu's chaotic pawns, shocked by your reputation, took the initiative to withdraw from the areas bordering on your family

Of course, there are also those who seem not afraid of the Gangba tribe.

The despicable sneak attack on your family members is unacceptable!You may choose to retaliate against terrorism!

Revenge for what?

How to retaliate?

Ling Ping'an scratched his head and didn't know where it was, but he decided to make sure.

When he finished this task, he went to the home page, looked at it, and found that his queen had been cultivated.

"Let's go in tomorrow morning and have a look." He attaches great importance to health.

He has refused to stay up late since he found his eyes were dazzled after staying up late last time.

So he turned off the light in the living room, went into the bedroom, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.

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The green tide is surging forward.

In less than three days, most of the magic mouse Empire had been engulfed by green skin.

Dozens of rat man clans have disappeared.

In front of those terrible green skins, everything the rat man had seemed like a joke!

Even if they were lucky enough to wipe out a green army.

But

A new green skin will grow in the field tomorrow.

There are more of them!

All for Waaagh!

All for Waaagh!

The green tide devours everything.

There is no force to confront these terrible enemies head on.

What's more, in the war, they are stronger and stronger!

Their skin, harder and harder, their resistance to mouse magic and weapons is increasing every day.

Their casting units, more and more hit!

Now

The thirteen member clan Council had to admit that even if they concentrated all their strength, they would not be able to fight against the green skin!

What's more, they are still in civil war!

Now

We've reached the point where we can't solve the problem without calling the big horned rat!

The problem is, but

"Who is willing to take the initiative to become a sacrifice?" The grey prophet looked at the clan leaders in front of him. His green eyes were staring at everyone.

The big horned rat is never a good tempered God.

At the same time, he is also a frightening God with a big appetite!

The history of the empire is the history of the rat sacrifice.

The gray prophets presided over every sacrifice, and they offered captives, wounded soldiers, and anything else that could be sacrificed, including the rat man himself, on the altar for the terrible God to enjoy!

But the rat is always hungry!

His appetite is endless!

And that's just his usual state!

If it is to summon him, or even to disturb him, the sacrifice needed is an astronomical number!

In the past, rat people relied on waging wars one after another to obtain enough blood sacrifice to appease the crazy spirit of the big horned rat.

Now, if you want to call him out

Even if it's just a part of calling him

I'm afraid the price is too much for ordinary people to bear.

There must be a sacrifice!

Enough offerings!

Otherwise, in the moment the rat appears, he will not attack his enemies first.

It's about

Call on his rat man!

Because he is entropy! It's decay and decay!

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Subspace.

At first there was no substance, and there was no substance.

Everything is made up of energy.

It is like a virtual body that is higher than the universe but interdependent with the universe.

Until one day, wisdom appeared in the universe.

Their activities, their thoughts and their demands are all invested and interwoven here.

So, the subspace slowly changed.

Here, life begins to appear, and will begins to appear.

But these lives, these wills, are the nightmare of all life!

Even the gods who were once active in the universe are deeply afraid of these terrible things in the subspace!

And now

In the sub space, it has become a complete nightmare place!

The murmurs of the evil spirits reverberate here.

The roar of terror, the murmur of treachery, the laughter of lust, and the mellow voice of the elder.

But

A voice broke the balance!

"Fear of abuse!" The double headed green skin monster seems to appear out of thin air.

Both of his heads began to roar.

"You wretched wretch

"Come out and fight me!"

The roar of green skin reverberates in the whole subspace!"Green skin double gods?" One after another, frowning: "they have long been confirmed to fall?"

"And..."

"How did they become one?"

However, there are many strange things in the subspace.

Very few people care about it.

What we are more interested in is: how will the blood god respond to this?

The God of joy, in particular, is happy to sing a song.

The God of pleasure, sitting in the rampant fortress, holds up his glass full of plasma. In his evil and crazy eyes, the green monster in the subspace is reflected.

"Fight Let's fight... " The God of joy said softly.

His left face is extremely beautiful, and his right face is as beautiful as jade.

He is androgynous.

So even the voice is a mixture of male and female voices!

There is nothing that makes the God of pleasure happier than the fear of eating and eating.

But

At a certain moment, the God of joy froze.

"No No... " As like as two peas of green skin, his eyes and eyes are alike, they are both green and double, which have disappeared for two hundred years.

But

Psychics can't fool people!

It's not spiritual!

The nostrils of the God of pleasure were slightly moved.

He smelled a wave of power that scared him!

Scared?

The God of joy stood up.

He has never tasted fear since he was born.

But now

He felt it!

It was

"You feel it..." Nago's voice was ringing in my ears.

Father's voice, as always mellow.

"You know?" Asked the God of joy.

"A face-to-face fight..." The father said, "he..."

"The double gods of green skin are no longer green skin double gods..."

"What do you mean?" The God of pleasure does not understand.

"They were eaten..." The father said softly, "and then I was vomited out again..."

"Like those souls in your stomach..."

The God of joy was suddenly dignified.

He knows how he was born. I also know that if I spit out my soul, what will it become?

The problem is, but

Green skin double gods are not those mortals!

What can eat them and spit them out?

So

The God of joy began to laugh, laughing very wantonly!

I'm afraid I'm in trouble!

And this is the happiest thing since he was born!

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The double headed green skin monster strides in the subspace.

He crossed a long distance in an instant.

Soon, he locked in the position of terror and abuse!

So, he tore open the inner layer of the subspace, and went straight through the barrier of energy, and went straight to the tyrannical kingdom.

Brass or crimson steel walls, endless.

One cliff after another, countless demons were screaming.

These are masochistic minions and servants.

Green skin double headed straight past.

"How dare you destroy the game of my great master

"Unforgivable!"

Green skin in the double head, reflecting a bright nebula.

In the depths of the nebula, the howls of terror and the piercing whistling sound roll up.

And then it spread to all that he saw!

In the howling, the steel walls outside the kingdom of God began to disintegrate.

In the whistling sound, the demons who were still roaring at the green skin fell to the ground one by one.

The tentacles grow out of their bodies.

One terrible eyeball, opened from their skin.

As a monster that has been devoured and vomited out.

Even if the two green gods are only contaminated with the power of their great masters.

But it's also enough to make them old masters with the potential of exotheism.

So, they have taken over a nebula and accumulated their power in that nebula.

And stand ready to fight for their masters!

Like this time!

How dare you disturb the master's game?

Unforgivable!

Unforgivable!

The breath of the old master corrodes everything he sees.

The power from the nebula distorts time and space.Even before the tyrannical Kingdom, his power is overwhelming!

So

The fortress, which has been in operation for many years, collapsed.

Those terrible demons, fall one after another.

Countless tentacles, countless eyeballs, began to wriggle.

These things make a terrible sound that makes all subspaces tremble.

In this strange and terrible voice, a flower of fear screams in the tyrannical kingdom.

There seems to be something creeping in the blood fruits.

Sitting on the brass throne, stepping on countless bones, the blood god's anger and roar are accumulating.

"Green skin!"

He stood up, bloodthirsty God of blood, burning with anger.

He vowed to twist off the heads of the damned green gods!

Pour their flesh and soul into the garden of their kingdom!

As for other questions?

The God of blood, who has been dazzled by anger, doesn't care!

Kill your own enemies!

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