Chapter 3689

The demons of the first generation still swarmed to the God eaters, just like all kinds of sundries and filth in the vegetable sink, flowing to the entrance of the sewer with the water.

They step on each other, compete for and devour each other, but only for an uncertain result.

You want to ask them if they believe in Sison or Seth?

The death knell believed that even if the great demon resurrected them and brought them back to the main dimension, none of these monsters would believe what they said.

The attack of these sad and hateful creatures at this time is nothing more than a "struggle" for their own future. Even if there is little hope, is the God eater not the biggest fat in their eyes?

Whoever eats the God eater may become the strongest ancient god, even far beyond oshutu and Sison, and be qualified to participate in the future of the universe.

Of course, they are also full of hatred towards God eaters, which makes them scream and suicide charge, but it is not the root cause of their offensive behavior.

In essence, these ancient gods, ancient demons, want evolution and unlimited possibilities.

There are more than 100000 different monsters with different sizes and abilities. Some even have exaggerated light and shadow effects, perhaps luminous creatures from the deep sea..

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that these colors are mixed together to form a wave that says black is not black and red is not red, flowing in the city where human beings have become ruins.

Strangle a few monsters from many enemies, and no demon has found them. In other words, some demons may have found them, but they are used to attacks from behind.

It's normal for the weak to be eaten. If a comrade in arms around them is eaten by another comrade in arms, its energy and ability will not be lost, but it's equivalent to moving the things in the left hand to the right hand.

Of course, if the giant black anemone is one of them.

Unfortunately, it's not. Although strangulation weaves a terrible ancient god with its thousands of tentacles, which is suspected to have ancient blood and shows strong strength, in essence, it is Su Ming's good pet.

While the death knell was watching the movements of the monsters in the street, seven monsters had been killed by hanging.

"Oh."

The conclusion is still nothing. These dead and reborn monsters have long been eliminated by history. They don't have any genes that can be used by strangulation, unless they plan to evolve some inexplicable organs to sell sprouts, such as rabbit ears.

"No hairless rabbit ears, no rabbit tail."

The knell silently communicated with its symbiotic body, touched its bean sprout shaped round head on its shoulder, and its wet and viscous hand felt as usual. The hanged crescent moon's eyes narrowed and looked very comfortable. The man continued:

"It's like a muscular man fighting with a vibrating fairy stick. It's better to use a fist. It's meaningless for you to match with the animal's ear. You can feel the sound through the medium vibration. The ear is just a decoration."

"Oh..." Hanging is a little helpless. In fact, it thinks that the monster has good teeth just now. Instead, it will be the result of looking for treasure in the garbage.

Even if so many white haired monsters have been set up in succession, no one in the team still doubts that the judgment of the death knell is wrong. The ladies are basically retching now, probably because they can't accept the smell of death waiting.

Diana and Haley are in better condition. They still calmly watch the hanging operation, and then wait for the appearance of the snake god.

"You seem to have a high tolerance for Wade." The death knell took time to chat with Xiao Dai and motioned her to put down her shield and have some ice cream first.

"The first time I saw you, it was really hard, but later it was much better." After thinking for a while, Xiao Dai carried the shield back behind him and took the cold bowl: "in addition, when I was a child, I often slept in the stables and monster nests. The taste there was similar to that of the dead waiter, but it was not so strong."

"Thanks to your strong willpower, it will be over soon after a while. When you're finished here, I'll take you to another world." The death knell saw that she had no problem, smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and then said to Haley on the other side, "here you are. The smell temperature of the last monster is relatively low, so be careful that there is ice in it."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not the kind of woman who cares about everything. Thanks, honey."

Haley happily took the jar handed to her by the death knell and directly dug the ice cream with her cartoon spoon.

The spoon means a lot to the former Arkham patients. It is both a weapon and a tool for prison escape. Occasionally, it is also a communication object and spiritual sustenance. Many people who come out from there always carry a spoon.

In addition to the spoon, as a cultural person, Haley always carries a pen and paper with her, which is convenient for recording some travel experiences or reading notes.

The patients brought many traces to Gotham and Arkham, but the city and sanatorium also brought them many benefits, such as permanently incurable mental trauma and distorted feelings for bats.

However, she didn't know whether it was the original ice cream she didn't like. Anyway, she stopped after taking a bite and stared straight at the target of hanging this time.

"Did you find anything?"

Su Ming noticed Haley's look, suspended the hanging action and let it trap the upright monster, which is a bit like a deer head and a mouse.

The obedient strangulation did not bite down, but invaded the monster's body with tentacles that formed its own sea anemone type body, controlled every cell in its flesh and blood body, and turned it into a plant mouse without a nerve.

The victim was still conscious, but lost control of his body, so the monster with antlers made a cry of fear, exhaled a cool breath and roared:

"The scum that attacked me secretly, let go of me! I will eat you, I will!"

Strangulation won't let go of it. The mouse has a serious halitosis, and the energy attacks from its mouth are smelly. Strangulation can only remove the other party's chin first and make it quiet.

"I see that although the thought bubble is very, very small, almost like the tip of a needle, it's right there."

Harry pointed to the white haired mouse's thigh as thick as a chimney of a thermal power plant, pointed to the messy white hair and said:

"Under the cover of those hairs, there is a little green light. I didn't see it with this golden eye before. Now I get close and change the angle. I'm sure it's Seth. He's sleeping!"

But sooner or later, maybe the name "Seth" is the secret language to wake up hibernating creatures, or maybe Seth had some nightmares. In short, when the death knell beckoned everyone to go together and find out the snakes hidden in their fur

The snake god suddenly showed his true face and swallowed everyone in one bite. His terrible jaw plowed across the ground like a bulldozer and closed his mouth with a roar!

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