Apocalyptic Forecast

"Of course, the number of sublimators is scarce after all. As the root of the pedigree, it is too extravagant to take a hard encounter with people. Moreover, it can be said that it can be put together.

Most of the legions recruited are actually abyssal creatures. "

The crow said: "Did you not see the" Long Bowei "in Jinling, that is, the father's own army, and now the top three corps of Dongxia combat power-all of them are born with sacred marks? The abyss of the "Longbo People". "

The people of Sacred Mark Longbo are themselves the third-order Sacred Mark in the ‘Houstu’ lineage of the Dongxia lineage, and the top of this road of sublimation is Kuafu himself.

After Kuafu broke into the abyss festival alone, and was convinced one by one in the duel, this abyss group offered loyalty to Kuafu, and respected him as the master of all the dragon uncles.

In addition to the fifth-order sublimator of the Dongxia genealogy, he is a genuine "master of large groups" in hell, and is courteously received by all parties to **** and master.

In order to avoid the large-scale operations of the legions to disrupt the order of the current situation, the Astronomical Society will not even allow undeclared legions to enter the current situation.

Can the entire current situation be repeated several times, and how many pedigrees are so large that they can force the abyssal enclosure and blockade the border, and slowly collect abyssal groups that are consistent with their own pedigree?

Therefore, there is only the circulation of such alternatives as legion contracts.

Either promises, or transactions, or forced repression or enslavement, for various reasons, there will often be a token of the abyss out of its own ethnic group, as a carrier of the contract.

As long as they hold a legionnaire contract, the sublimator can discuss and communicate with the ethnic group represented by the contract, or forcefully persuade and persecute, buy or deceive, and let the other party's ethnic group serve themselves.

Some large groups of the abyss have even signed long-term employment contracts with the existing genealogy to carry out activities in the abyss as mercenaries.

Depending on the contract, the time and number of restrictions are not equal ...

This kind of legion that is incompatible with its own lineage is even more inferior.

In this rookie game, a large group of Ximatai was forced to suppress the Xinyue framework. Although the contract was handed over, I am afraid that the aging will not grow where, most of them have a limit on the number of times.

"Then what am I?"

Huaishi raised the ring of Nibelung and asked.

At this mention, the crow's eyes became strange, looking sympathetic and compassionate.

"This ... it's a long story ..."

Originally the paradise's legion contract was the most powerful of the three contracts, but it's a pity ... The formal body linked to the contract has been quietly stabbed by Huai Shi.

Yes, the seven princes!

As long as he holds a contract, he can let the seven princes help him three times unconditionally in the Ximatai ... If this stupid knows in advance, I am afraid he will never take the task of the kitten?

Now the seven princes and finally their obsession-Prince Charming has been hacked to death by him, and even the loot has fallen into the bag, there is no place to regret.

"This is a long story."

The crow coughed twice: "The Ring of Nibelung is actually a legion contract unique to the kingdom of heaven, which corresponds to the advancement of the ghost-you see this is not a coincidence, this is not! It is just for you. ! "

"is it?"

Huai Shi frowned, looking at the crow straight, and always felt something was wrong, until the crow awkwardly looked away: "It's just that there is a trivial defect ..."

"Huh? I knew it was a scumbag!"

Huaishi was furious immediately: "What defect? ​​You make it clear!"

"Uh, this ..."

The crow coughed for a long time, and said, "It is well known that the kingdom of heaven has fallen for a long time. Most of the legions cultivated by the ideal country have been separated and left in turmoil. Among them, cough and cough also include the ghost. The Legion ... So, cough, your legion, you may need to make up for yourself ... "

Huai Shi, dumbfounded.

"That is to say, I now have only the title of regiment leader. Not only have all the soldiers run out, but I also need to run to the place where I don't know what the **** is to find them back?"

"... Yes." The crow also embarrassed.

Isn't this **** dad!

Huai Shi was incapable of anger. He couldn't even support a mountain ghost now. Where could he find dozens of ghosts!

"The actual situation is not so bad, after all, the Ring of Nibelung is also one of the four major legions in the kingdom of heaven."

The crow on the book page comforted him: "It doesn't need you to find it. Just input your source into it, it can control your sacred mark, and derive a lower-level ghost ... Although not too clever, but as a tool It ’s OK for people! "

"OK shit!"

Huai Shi didn't want to talk to her at all.

Having said that, give me a regiment's establishment, but when I get to the place, I am the head of the regiment, not to mention the Italian artillery, not even a political commissar is worthy of me! Really, there is only one regiment ...

Company soldiers have to build their own!

In addition to forcing kryptonite, do your heavenly genealogy have any other benefits!

"In short, come on Huai Shi, believe in yourself, you can!"

After the raven threw a word of encouragement, he turned and fled back into his ink bottle, even though Huai Shi could not urge him to come out.

In silence, the taxi stopped beside the road.

"Guest, here."

The original photo of the back car sitting on the bed holding a dung fork was still asleep. I didn't know what I dreamed of, and the snot bubbles were blowing out beautifully.

"Hey, get off, you're at the station."

Huai Shi took out the sword of virtue and pressed him twice, got up and got off.

After many days of war, it seems that there is no ghost shadow near Ueno Park. It is quiet. In fact, the whole city is quite quiet now.

Only the occasional roar of gunfire in the distance flew up into the sky, and immediately, it was silent again.

Everyone, like a hunter, crept through the urban jungle, looking for any trace of prey.

In the Ueno Park, the ground is messy. After several battles, there is no trace of anyone. Only the crows of countless branches scream and rise and fall like clouds.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked back at the two uninvited guests under the gloomy sky.

Seen by countless double scarlet eyes, the original photo shivered subconsciously.

"As long as you don't attack them stupidly, they won't attack you, at best ..." Huai Shi's words didn't finish, and there was a bubble of bird droppings falling from the sky, and fell on the hair style that the original photos carefully took care of.

Looking at the young boy's twitching face, Huai Shi nodded: "That's all it is at best."

I want to hold back, I can't be angry, I can't be angry ...

After comparing the possible enemy ratio of tens of thousands, the original hand holding the **** trembles slightly, and he gritted his teeth to find a water pipe to wash away the bird's excrement on his head.

And Huaixi has already begun to work.

It's work, but it's just hanging around.

To carry the big sword, Huai Shi put his hands in his pockets and wandered in the park, which covers an area of ​​Noda, quite casually, turning back and pointing at the surrounding situation with the original photo.

There were originally many art galleries and museums here, but after a short period of work yesterday, it has been closed again today.

After completing the mission, the sublimator had already left, and all that remained was the messy ground, with cracks, deep pits, and traces of flame burning.

Huaixi walked quite carefully, walking specifically between the charred plants and the broken branches.

The original photos followed behind, constantly tripping over the messy things under his feet, and then caught in the pants by the bush, or simply staggering directly, almost fell into the pit.

Looking up at the little white face, he walked as if it were freehand ...

Soon, he noticed a layer of green grass looming slightly at the foot of Huaishi, and a bud of buds growing on the stubble of the charred plant.

Huai Shi took a step, as if countless plants followed him up and down.

When Yuan Zhao frowned and closed his eyes, he heard the sound of wind coming from the front, as if integrated into a rhythm, the swing of branches and leaves, the ups and downs of countless green grass and the fine sound of wind blowing between the branches .

Everything seems to be under the rhythm of Huai Shi's footsteps, entangled together and connected to each other in one place.

"what are you doing?"

He suddenly realized: "This is your mark?"

"Yes, Shan Gui ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Huai Shi admits generously:" I need this green space to help me add some vitality, incidentally, do some balancing and running work, is it a return? "

Mountain ghost?

Isn't that female?

Cut, it really is girly ...

Originally sullen, watching him look around, every plant was only a little bit of a trace, and was suddenly killed by that indifferent look.

"You can't smoke a little more at once?"

"Yes, but not necessary."

Huaishi walked ahead and said without looking back: "Last night I realized this truth. For plants, human morality is not applicable, and human thoughts are also very different from their needs ... I can find an older tree in it and **** it up to make up for my own needs, but for the ghost of the mountain ghost, the vitality is second only, more important ... It's a cycle. "

Huaixi raised his hand, and a grass seed flew out of his hand, falling on the original hair. Soon, a green dog's tail flower grew.

The original photo impatiently pulled out the roots entangled between the hairs, and threw it into the dirt, followed by: "Can't you say it straightforward?"

"Simply put, it is the flow of life ... Let the vitality between a whole large system run smoothly and form a healthy cycle. This is what the sacred mark of the mountain ghost needs to do, like this ..."

Huaishi reached out and pulled out a ray of vitality from the over-stout old vine above the dead tree, turned to a charred trunk next to it, and followed his footsteps, guiding this vitality The underground spread out and finally merged into the shrubs and grass that were turned over on the ground.

Matchmaking.

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