Chapter 2514

There are 540 doors in Yingling hall, and each door can accommodate 800 warriors to walk in and out side by side. Under the ideal condition of walking, the number of people walking out of the door in one second is 432000.

The total number of souls is 60 million. If you do division calculation, it will take 139 seconds for all souls to walk away from here, which is more than two minutes.

Now they rush out like students in winter vacation or people who rush to the supermarket on Black Friday, obviously faster, and the time has been greatly reduced.

Only in less than a minute, the scene of a sea of people just now turned into a scene of few people. Only the deep mud ditch stepped out in front of the door can prove what happened just now.

The spirits ran into the woods and disappeared in sight. At this time, SHIV walked out of the hall slowly.

She rubbed the silver horn in her hand, hung it on the handle of the golden gate, walked to the two people on the side of the road, and gave a cool smile:

"the spirits are going to the battlefield, and it's time for us to face our destiny."

Scarlett took her hand and patted her on the back. "Yes, girl, let's fight together to the end."

The two women looked at each other and nodded to each other. Their silence was better than a thousand words. They looked at each other and laughed. Then they were ready to die generously

But at this moment, the discordant voice suddenly rang out, and Scarlett, like a face pocket, fell on the muddy road stepped out by the spirits.

Schiff's eyes almost popped out of her eyes, because she saw in the moment just now that Jumu daksu, who was standing behind them, took out a golden pan from somewhere and just knocked Tianhou down with one blow.

Unable to defend, the speed and strength are impeccable, enough to knock the gods into a coma, but not seriously injured.

"What are you doing?" Shiv roared. She reached for her sword at her waist and took off her shield.

However, the man gave a gloomy laugh.

Goddess holding sword and shield, this scene is too familiar. It's useless. Pan is the weapon to restrain sword and shield!

“duang！！！”

The arm with the golden pan suddenly stretched out, turned a corner in the air, and came to SHIV's head like lightning to attack.

With a dull sound, nvwushen also stepped on the Queen's footsteps and fell into the mud.

"What am I doing? To save your lives, of course. "

For the two comatose women, the answer is obviously a little late.

At the same time, the figure of the strong man also shrunk very quickly, from two meters forty-five to fifty, his height suddenly reduced by dozens of centimeters, and his skin armor also changed into black and yellow armor.

HeLa peeped out her head from the woods in the distance and flew over:

"is that your plan? Knock them with kitchen utensils? "

"Of course, it's not sure they'll always be obedient." Su Ming shrugs and turns to the big wood he carries: "God killer, chainsaw sword."

With the golden light surging, the magic soldier deformed again, and then the Supreme Master skillfully began to work as a carpenter.

"What are you going to do with the world tree roots you've cut down?" HeLa came over curiously, and she had the leisure to squat down and squeeze the faces of SHIV and Freya.

In the kingdom of dwarves, the world tree refused to negotiate with the knell, and even wanted to use withering as an escape.

But the death knell is definitely the fastest person that Hella has ever seen. Before the withering spread, he decided to fly a sword and cut off the whole root system directly.

After cutting down the root, it was hundreds of meters long and tens of meters thick. Then he repaired it to make it look like a log, and then he carried it on the road, saying that it was for the preparation of the follow-up plan. HeLa was puzzled all the time.

Hearing her question, the death knell turned around in the sawdust and answered, "of course, it's coffins. Look how cold they are lying in the mud."

"... so?" Goddess rolled a white eye, she took a deep breath, slowly spit out: "what's the relationship with the coffin?"

"You see, you're a layman, aren't you? You asgards, the custom is to throw the corpse on the boat and push it into the sea after you die, and then relatives and friends stand by the sea, whizz and shoot arrows, and use rockets to burn boats and people. This move is not only fun, but also meaningless. Of course, I don't know how to make coffins. "

The bell winked at her with a smile, and the coffin in its hand was taking shape rapidly, looking like it was digging a canoe.

HeLa turned her mind, leaned on the huge log and played with her fingernails:

"Oh? So you tell me about the benefits of coffins? "

"The agriculture of Jingong is underdeveloped, so coffins must be used! When they are buried at sea, the corpses are fed to the fish, and the ASAR Protoss, like the Americans, don't eat wild fish. Isn't that a waste of nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium? "

The chain saw in the knell's hand turned into a plane, and with the help of strangulation, he began to carve the coffin.First, a peony is carved, which means that the flowers are blooming and rich; later, a peony is carved, which means that the coffin is elegant and beautiful; in addition, the coffin is used by the old and the young, so the pear flower and the Begonia will be carved later, which is a perfect match.

Hands and more than a dozen tentacles work together quickly without delaying the death knell, smoking and drinking, and chatting with Hella.

Just like an old carpenter, he took a puff of smoke, flicked the ink line with the hanged black mud, narrowed his eyes, and then said, "but if you use a coffin for burial, you can still plant trees on the head of the grave. In the future, if the trees bear fruit, they can be eaten by the living. Isn't that a cycle? This is the way of nature

"make complaints about how to use coffins to save floral Jia, not asking about the topic of agriculture, and the fruit that you get from the body's nutrition. No one will eat it."

Hella has learned without teacher to start tucking up, her head bent and her shoulders drooping, and her body is very tired.

"The answer is right in front of you. What's behind us?" The bell gave out a strangling tentacle and pointed to the long golden house not far away.

Although the spirits have left, but the door is still flowing with gold.

"Yingling temple, are you going to throw Scarlett and SHIV into Valhalla and take refuge with the characteristics of its pocket space? But it's good for SHIV to say that Scarlett can't get in here. "

After all, Hella was smart. She soon came back and began to think, touching her chin.

In the prophecy of the gods at dusk, although her underworld was also affected by the fire, there was nothing there, there was no living person, there was wasteland everywhere, there was no fire to burn, so there was no loss.

So why isn't yinglingdian another version of the underworld? They are essentially "hell dimensions" for storing souls, but they are made by different people.

"That's why I want to use the wood of the world tree to make the coffin. Think about it. Odin made the hall of souls, used runes to ban it, and even gave it the special ability to revive the creatures in it."

The death knell clapped the sawdust on his body and stood up. As soon as he carved a picture of Qingming River in the coffin, he needed a rest:

"so who taught Odin the rune? The answer is the world tree. The conclusion is very simple. The blockade built with the power of Rune can never stop the body of the world tree itself. So I just need to make a boat with a cover, put these two in, and then push them towards the door... "

" so this is a boat. " Hella hastened to add, as if afraid of the death knell changed his mind: "you directly said it was a ship, then I already understood."

"A boat with a lid, isn't that still a coffin? And using pocket space is just the second step. " Su Ming waved his hand and asked the strangler to bake piano paint for the coffin. After all, he had to do his best: "almost finished, this step of the plan is only one last question..."

HeLa frowned. She wondered what could make the death knell so serious. She asked:

"what's the problem?"

"Do you think Tian Hou likes flipping? Or slide? "

The knell broke again, laughing and smoking.

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