Dolls.
clay.
When those weird pieces of soil turned into dolls, people's minds were gradually occupied by emotions.
"Tariq..."
Looking at the most dazzling founding emperor in Tariq's history, Herinin only had deep wariness in his eyes. He does not have the joy of a hero returning to the world, only the simplest taboo against those who have risen from the dead.
"What? Aren't you surprised to see me?"
Tarik Vladimir showed a signature smile. Tarik Vladimir back then had always been famous for his extremely friendly nature. It can be said that in those early days, it was Tariq's charisma that was able to lay such a solid foundation for the revolution.
However, this warm smile made Herinen feel a deep chill.
Because, he is not Tariq.
He is a puppet, a puppet that should not exist.
"Your achievements have surpassed mine."
Tarik Vladimir did not make any offensive behavior. In fact, his gentle attitude made Herinen feel a little strange, "You know? Tarik, I did not build it alone."
Of course I knew the Morgan family existed.
However, Khrinin did not speak, he just stared at Tarik Vladimir in front of him, trying to find a chance to escape. To him, Khrinin Vladimir is a false existence. Every word he says may be misleading him, and once he answers, it will lead to unpredictable consequences.
So Herinen said nothing.
But Tariq didn't seem to care, and just said to himself, "I guess you should have inherited my memory, at least you should still remember the existence of the Morgan family. I don't know about that old man Azka's son either. Survived or not. Of course, I know you must be wary of me. After all, my existence is very strange and I don’t look like a living person."
"But, you know what, Herrinen."
Lowering his head, an indescribable look flashed across Tarik's eyes, "You did what I didn't do."
"Twelve moments of resistance..."
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"Are you the successor of this old man?"
Louis I looked at the vigilant man in front of him, grinned, and a generous smile appeared on his face, "You will inherit this country in the future, right?"
Evan didn't answer. He remembered what his father had taught him. Most false beings have no ability to directly interfere with reality, but if they respond to false abilities, it will have unpredictable consequences.
"You know what? My successor is a loser."
As the founding monarch of an overthrown country, Louis I was actually rated ridiculously high in Tariq's history. In Tariq's history book, Louis I was an outstanding monarch who overthrew slavery, reformed the national system, introduced twelve quarters and popularized education for all. And in history books, Louis I's character has always been talked about. After all, a bold and informal infatuated man is very topical, so Evan knows a lot about Louis I.
As the founding monarch, Louis I did not pay off the meritorious officials after the founding of the country like other countries. On the contrary, after establishing the Tsarist Empire, Louis I did not target or be wary of his former comrades at all, but let them perform their respective duties and jointly protect the new country. Thanks to the charisma and ability of Louis I, the Tsarist Empire miraculously achieved the miracle of not having any of its founding generals unjustly killed after the founding of the country. You know, even Tariq accidentally killed some good people who were falsely accused in the early days of the founding of the country.
Of course, the most talked about thing about Louis I is that he introduced the twelve quarters and married the pope of the commercial church of the twelve quarters at that time. It can be said that it was precisely because of that world-famous wedding that the Tsarist Empire was able to allow the Twelve Moments to establish the Twelve Moments City in their country. Of course, Louis I was also the only feudal king in history who had only one wife.
Looking at Evan who was extremely vigilant in front of him, Louis I's rich voice sounded again, "Boy, do you know? My eldest son is terrible and can't learn anything. He has a cowardly personality and doesn't even dare to quarrel loudly. I, Louis I, have lost all face. But, do you know?"
"To this day, I am still proud of him."
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If you were to make a "list of the people you hate the most" in this world, then Huang Yi would write the names of the other eleven popes on one side exactly, and then write them backwards on the other side, even giving you the strokes. Do it backwards.
But if you asked him to write down the name of the person he least wanted to see, there would only be one.
His father-in-law was the former Pope of the War Church.
"Lot."
For the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared on Huang Yi's face. He stared at the old man in front of him and said in a serious tone: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
"I am not welcome in hell."
After sweeping away the non-existent dust on his body, Lott twisted his neck, and then asked Huang Yi with a faint smile: "What about you? Why didn't you come to hell to find me?"
"because..."
War is a complex word.
It accommodates a lot, economy, politics, literature, education, science and technology.
But, ultimately, he could never escape the confines of a word.
Violence.
Absolute violence.
At this moment, Huang Yi was like a meteorite falling from the sky, unstoppable and no one dared to stop him. He jumped into the air, and the next second, a falling star dyed the day with a layer of fire, a layer of blazing fire.
"Qili doesn't want me to find an old *** like you!"
The sound was compressed by this blow, and then exploded.
boom! ! ! ! !
The extremely depressing explosion caused the entire area to tremble, but Izzy and the others were not affected. As for Lot, who fell in the center, his body could no longer be found.
However, Huang Yi did not relax his vigilance. His muscles were still tense and his eyes were fixed on the huge pit.
"You know what? You are a genius in war."
Suddenly, a dark black heart emerged from the dust, and the next second, the cold light of a long sword filled the air, piercing Huang Yi's heart.
Retreat, raise your sword, and block.
When the first crisp sound of metal interlacing sounded, there was a suffocating sound of tinkling like a shower. The swords kept intersecting and colliding with each other, making a tooth-piercing sound.
"Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel, extremely indifferent to life, and absolutely self-centered."
The old man's words never stopped. Perhaps it was the power provided by the black heart, or perhaps it was his own strength. Lott still said to Huang Yi with ease in the extremely fierce battle:
"You know? When you first appeared in front of me, I discovered your talent. You are so perfect, a perfect war machine, a killing doll. It can be said that your existence is to become my god's sharpest The blade. What a pity.”
After sighing softly, the old man's whole body was suddenly shrouded in dark mist. The next second, a terrifying buzzing sound like an evil ghost tore everything around the old man into pieces.
"I overestimated you."
Seeing the miserable Huang Yi in front of him, with scars all over his body, the old man said regretfully: "Your heart can actually produce emotions."
"The most wrong things I have ever done were to reveal the status of the gods in advance, and to let my daughter come into contact with you."
"You have no right to mention her!"
With a roar, Huang Yi's whole body hit the old man like a roaring thunder. The means of war are always crude and simple. Facing this thunder blow, the old man just stood there with a mocking smile, motionless.
torn muscle
The sound rang out, and the old man's body was completely torn apart. However, the black heart slowly emerged like a devil's whisper, and then the old man continued to say to the man in front of him: "Love, what a pitiful and sad existence. A gem that can clearly become the strongest sword of my lord, actually has it." This kind of flaw is really..."
Hysterical madness and anger appeared in the dark eyes, and the old man's roar was like a demon from hell, full of extreme pain, "It's disgusting!!!"
A dark beam of light enveloped Huang Yi and this ordinary man.
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red.
When a flash of red appeared in the corner of Noxa's eyes, he knew that a strange existence was entangled with them.
Without any hesitation, he slashed horizontally with the giant ax in his hand, cutting off the strange white substance in half. There was no need for him to speak. Kenny clasped his hands together, and a void door appeared vertically at the break of the white substance. The next second, the Void Gate directly swallowed the white matter.
"What is this?"
Noxa's expression was obviously not good. After all, the silent appearance of this thing really made this honest man with a thousand tricks feel uneasy.
"have no idea."
Shaking his head, Kenny said solemnly: "I can't analyze what kind of material it is, but it has the aura of a god. This thing seems to be solidified in the void, and there is no change except for that touch of red."
"God's breath?"
A trace of surprise flashed across Alpha's old face. He looked at the original clay soldiers and found that those soldiers were slowly melting. Everyone surrounded the city in a small circle and began to be on guard, but after a long time, there was no sound.
"Can you let me see it?"
Geralost walked up to Kenny and said to him, "I have had close contact with gods before, maybe I can discover something."
"no."
Kenny shook his head after trying for a moment, "Once this thing leaves the void environment, it will mutate crazily and cannot be released at all."
"Um······"
Gerost nodded, but he did not give up, but began to analyze the factors for this change. After a moment, he frowned and said to everyone, "Do you remember when this thing appeared?"
"I chopped down a clay soldier and saw it out of the corner of my eye."
Noxar on the side was carrying a giant axe, with a thoughtful expression on his rough face, "I remember, it seemed that when I saw him, this thing started to turn crazily red, and then I felt like letting this thing go If it continues to change, nothing good will come of it, so I’ll just go ahead and chop it down with an axe.”
cut....
Gerost suddenly thought of something, and then said to everyone: "Let's go find the brave man. I have a guess."
After hearing Gerost's words, everyone immediately prepared to leave. However, at this moment, a vague sigh appeared in their ears.
well.
Suddenly, everyone was on alert. Fantes took out his heavy hammer and looked around cautiously, but Alpha had already disappeared into the woods. Gerost held a crossbow and sword, his eyes flashing. Kenny stepped into the void and waited for his opportunity.
Noxa set up twelve trigger traps and three chain traps in just a few dozen seconds, and then touched the flying knife on his waist to prepare for blood rage. He can be called a berserker among the heroes of his generation.
"Did you hit it by accident..."
The pure white girl appeared in front of everyone, and immediately, countless attacks came at her without even saying hello.
Boom, boom, boom.
Looking at the beaten trees in front of him, Gerost immediately realized something was wrong and threw a silver bottle without looking back. Along with the sound of the bottle breaking, the unique corrosiveness of the holy water made a sizzling sound.
No hits.
"give up."
The pure white girl hangs upside down in the sky, and her white feet seem to be stepping on the sky. She stared at the crowd
The man's voice was soft, but it was impossible to ignore, "You can't leave."
"I'm here."
"It's a shameless statement."
A sneer flashed across Kenny's face, and he suddenly clasped his hands together, and a Void Gate appeared behind him. Without a trace of hesitation, or even a word of shouting, Kenny turned around and ran into the Void Gate.
Looking at Kenny running in place, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
It is well known that Kenny's divine gift is watery. After all, his laws were not given by gods, but were obtained through special existences in the void, so most of his divine gifts were parallel imports.
But this does not mean that his body is a parallel import.
God's blessing can greatly improve people's physical fitness, and the same can be done with emptiness. After receiving the blessing of the void, Kenny's body was no different from other gods' blessings, and such a mentally retarded movement as running in place was impossible for him to do.
Therefore, there is only one possibility for Kenny to stand still without knowing it.
Looking at the girl stepping on the sky, Gerost tightly held the hand crossbow in his hand. He knew that this enemy should not be underestimated.
There is a high probability that she is the initiator of all this.
"trouble."
At this time, Fantes suddenly sighed, picked up the giant hammer, and threw it straight in the direction of the girl.
Geralost stared at the girl, trying to find a pattern in the girl's dodge. However, facing the huge hammer, the girl did not move, she just looked at the hammer calmly.
Then, she let the giant hammer pass through her body and fall into the woods not far away.
"give up."
The girl spoke again, her cold voice making people feel uncomfortable: "You can't defeat me."
"Please, please contribute your emotions."
