Chapter 1399

In the depth of corruption, Palpatine used a sharp valerian steel sword to cut off a suddenly protruding tentacle on his shoulder. After landing, the tentacle turned into a ferocious insect and got into the rotten soil.

Palpatine had become accustomed to this routine, and since he had defected from the human side, he had become accustomed to the fact that he was a monster.

In fact, the difference is not that big, isn't it?

Palpatine is still handsome, with a smile on his face. He stretches out his arm. The skin of the arm is as white as jade. This is the perfect body that Nago promised him. According to the player's standard, this body has 20 points of full attributes, and its defense and self-healing abilities are better than his previous body, which was tossed by various magic drugs and mutations.

If you don't take into account the probability of dissimilation, Palpatine almost forgot that he was now Naro's choice.

Before Palpatine's smile was withdrawn, the corner of his mouth suddenly opened, and the eyes of a reptile looked out along the wound in the corner of his mouth, exploring the world like a newborn.

Without hesitation, the renegade Hunter cut off his cheek precisely along the seam of his jaw.

After the alienated flesh and blood fell to the ground and grew a snail like body. Slowly climbing to the distance, Palpatine gently watched the strange creature, which was made of his own flesh and blood, left, and turned a blind eye to the open wound on his face.

His bones are growing slowly, his nerves are reconstructing, his flesh and his skin are healing. It takes him less than five minutes to heal.

Palpatine has been used to this kind of thing, which is the price he paid for peeping into the truth of the world. He must act as the God of Nagu's chosen identity and make profits for the plague Lord in this countdown world.

Two different worlds are linked together by a twisted link. You have me and I have you. The complex system makes people unable to express or even understand.

Palpatine was one of the first aborigines to be suspicious of the origin of the aliens. He was always a maverick, even in the group of demon hunters.

Since he was born, he has traveled around the world for 324 years. As a demon hunter, his experience is legendary. He has seen countless secrets that ordinary people can't understand, and he has hunted other species that ordinary people have never seen.

But among these things, Palpatine's deepest memory was the secrets of the gods. He had investigated the history of the world deeply, but he could not get rid of the blockade of the gods. There was no legend of creation in this world, as if the world had been created. The kingdom of gods held high in the sky, and mortals established their own kingdom on the earth.

When Mara, the God of hunting, fell, Palpatine immediately began to act. Before other gods and churches appeared, he had followed the guidance of fate and found the remains of Mara.

He had fantasized about the images of gods, but Mara's body was still beyond the limits of his imagination.

It was a pile of blackened metal skeletons more than 150 meters long. Even if it fell from the sky without knowing the height, it still kept the original structure.

It was a rough metal cylinder, surrounded by radioactive parts. Relatively small metal cylinder. There was some kind of skin structure between the cylinder and the cylinder. Maybe Mara's body had more and more complex structures in the sky, but they must have been burned in the process of falling.

Palpatine remembers the shock he felt at the time. Even though he was a native, he knew it wasn't the body of a God.

It's not even an organism. It's a mechanical object!

Palpatine tried to get closer to the observation, and even wanted to take some samples for observation. However, the sudden appearance of angels of gods made Palpatine have to flee in a hurry.

However, the seeds of doubt had been planted, and Palpatine continued to follow the questions in his mind for some time to come.

The answer comes from chaos, and Palpatine remembers the day when he changed his destiny. Of course, how could anything else give him an answer besides chaos?

The truth is so cruel that it can destroy the chief reason of a good demon hunter. Palpatine pursues the truth. Nago gives him the truth. He wants strength. Nagu gives power.

For Nago, what happened in the world was not important, but how much he could share when the fruit was ripe and fell to the ground.

In the last reincarnation, he chose Tom Riedel of the serpentine school as his agent. He did a good job. This time, he chose Palpatine. He had more choices and more fun. He always preferred demon hunters.

Just as sin prefers fairies, masochism favors Africans, while Juqi prefers Xinhua Huaxia. This world is their playground. When the game is at its end, everyone starts to choose agents to gain more benefits.

However, this time, it is somewhat different. An interesting variable appears on this eternal chessboard, which changes many tracks. Even the most adept traitors among them can not grasp the silk thread of fate.However, this is obviously a good thing for Nagu and masochism, because each time they are not as much as the other two evil gods, and now there are variables, which are obviously more advantageous to their poor scheming existence.

However, Nagu was tired of the game, and the masochism was more radical. He always liked to use that variable to make trouble for the lusters and traitors, while the traitors were more greedy. He wanted to get the key to the world behind the variables through the variables.

For Nago, these things are too complicated. He doesn't like to think about so much. What can he do if he has one more world and one less world? All things will eventually become eternal chaos in his pestilence cauldron.

He only needs to stay by his own pot, constantly cooking, patiently cooking, will become the final winner.

Therefore, he is very tolerant of his followers and always satisfies their trivial wishes.

After taking a taste of the substance in his pestilence cauldron, he felt that the taste was not good enough. He still needed to cook it and maybe add some more venom? He let out a meaningless hum and laughter, which seemed to be in a good mood.

Palpatine prayed once more like Nago, but there was no response. The death maid was still standing 50 meters away, waiting for his answer.

"The new apprentice of the demon hunter? Anyway, I'm bored with my leisure, so I'll have a good time. " Palpatine stood up a little bored, waved off his right foot, watched it expand, and then exploded into a pool of mucus, in which countless insects scattered.

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