Arad's crooked savior

The eight sides of the demon world were divided into several fierce battlefields. The splendid light drowned the octahedron. The splashing blood of transcendence brought incredible heat. As a result, the demon world became red and hot. Each battlefield seemed to be destroying the world.

Feng Ying, Mavis and the others were actually slightly affected by the God of Original Sin, and their emotions became more impulsive. The negative aspects of the seven deadly sins appeared in turn, affecting their own coherent state.

However, their mental strength has been tempered for a long time, and is as perfect and immortal as gold. While enduring negative effects, they can still beat their opponents violently.

If it weren't for the fact that the transcendent's vitality was too strong to be killed directly, and the opponent was even more difficult to kill because of a trace of divine will, they would have cleared out their opponents and then found a place to drink a cup of hot tea.

Xiaoyu shrugged and prepared to perform a rain praying ceremony.

The demon world has been saved, but its environmental problems are still very bad and serious. She is idle now, using a thunderstorm festival to purify the smoky demon world.

"Helder, don't be too discouraged." Xiaoyu comforted Held, who had been silent and seemed to be in a low mood, and said: "The higher-level problems are more serious than you think. To tell you the truth, Prada There are traces and reasons for Na's arrival, but she is a rather annoying god."

The implication is that Prana's arrival is understandable. Without her to absorb the final fire, another god will come, but this guy came first and has a brain problem.

If she could be more humble and gentle and come to help, we wouldn't mind sharing some of the "last fire" with her.

And Held, you have seen with your own eyes what a god looks like. He calls himself a god, but most of the time his words and deeds are full of human nature, including good and evil.

Therefore, serving God should not be just fear, but understanding and respect.

"Memit told you, in those hundreds of final moments, not even a complete star existed, not only in the Devil's Land, but also in our main dimension."

After hearing this, Held finally changed his expression and looked at Xiaoyu in surprise. Memit only told her that the situation was serious, but did not explain the specific details.

Xiaoyu smiled slightly. Scientist Held's current state was very similar to the "suffering the same difficulties" that Biana had complained about.

It is said that when I was unfortunately late for class and was worried, I suddenly saw a classmate who was also late for class on the road, and then the tacit understanding and understanding smile, and the sense of happiness and security that arose spontaneously, was no less than shrinking in a stormy weather. Play games in a warm, safe room.

"Devil's Land is neither the first nor the last. We cannot give you a 100% guarantee that we can save this place, but those of us in the middle are working hard and doing our best."

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, she patted Held's shoulder encouragingly, "Come on everyone, if unfortunately the Devil's Land ends up in destruction, we will place our hope in the next world."

If you don't accumulate steps, you won't be able to reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you won't be able to reach a river or sea.

So I hope you are mentally prepared.

Held nodded, pursed his lips, and seemed to have made some determination.

Secret world

In a land of green mountains and green waters, the artificial sun hanging in the sky emits warm rays, casting a golden glow over the earth. It feels a little warm after being under the sun for a long time.

The artificial sun is a reference to the production technology of the "Pearl of Apocalypse". It not only has both offense and defense, but also gives courage and strength to those who are illuminated.

"Rice cake, try this cooked fish fillet, it's delicious."

The curator was fishing and found a spiritual fish transplanted from the Kingdom of Heaven from the river in the secret world. Then he skillfully cut the fish into fillets and cooked it in a hot pot.

She and Mi Gao had "fished" at the beginning of the war. The God of Original Sin had increased the realm of hell demons, so that non-transcenders had little effect on the situation on the battlefield, and Mo Mei and the others had to be distracted to protect them, so it was neat and tidy. Just came in.

The curator's state of mind was cultivated by Ye Lin who worked day and night, forced confessions, and was forced to confess. His combat power of tens of thousands is the best proof of this.

But if you want to break through the realm of transcendence, the accumulation of quantity will hardly cause a gorgeous qualitative change.

I picked up a chopstick of white and tender fish fillet in the rice cake, stuffed it into my mouth and chewed it gently. I immediately squinted my eyes with pleasure. The taste was so good. While retaining the freshness and elasticity, it melted with just a little force of my tongue. Open, and then the delicious taste of fish fills your mouth.

Halfway through the hot pot meal, the curator suddenly raised his hand to his forehead, an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks, his eyes seemed to be filled with blurred autumn water, and his lips were red and moist, which was indescribably charming.

The curator quickly checked his own condition and made sure that he was not cursed by an external force. He was more likely to be drunk. Then he asked in a strange tone: "Rice cake, how did you prepare the bottom of this pot?"

"Take a very spicy hot pot base, then add half water and half white wine."

"Liquor?"

"Yeah." Rice cake's big eyes were innocent. It was sister Siatt who said that adding wine can remove the fishy smell and increase the aroma when cooking meat dishes.

"And I added Dragon Clan's lava wine. The alcohol doesn't have much flavor and won't be volatilized by high temperatures. It has a continuous aftertaste after entering the mouth."

The curator who understood the reason sighed softly, holding his cheek in his hand, his eyes were melancholy and blurred, not knowing what the situation outside was like.

"Director~" Mi Gao has a good drinking capacity and is not drunk at all. She leaned forward slightly and whispered: "You look like this, are you thinking about something serious?"

"Go, go, I'm drunk, what did the little brat say?" The curator immediately glared at Mi Gao, warning, warning.

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A fierce battle between gods broke out in the Demon Realm. Ye Lin, who was far away in the Pero Continent, clearly witnessed it and did not intervene.

Because my fat man is so ambitious that he chases Prana, the god of original sin, to run away. Destiny has the power to reject the moral kidnapping of original sin.

It doesn't matter whether the power of destiny is full or empty. As long as Prana is still afraid of sleeping for hundreds of millions of years next time, she will not be able to win the battle with Fatty.

She didn't dare to bet whether there were bullets in Siatt's "gun".

Ye Lin rode an invincible beautiful girl on his shoulders, holding her soft calves, and asked: "The most holy Lady Naiyali, I have a puzzling question. Little Sun Aden was killed by the evil god Crusu. Frustrated, this has happened for a long time."

So it stands to reason that when Aden was defeated and turned into a licking dog, Crusu should have already succeeded in crossing the border.

Why does the other party still need an anchor and the voice of prayer from all living beings?

"Well, because when Crusu was struggling to cross the border halfway, he was blocked back by an annoying but very strong guy."

Niyali didn't show off, she mentioned a name and said: "Tyra, God of War Terra, Caroso's right-hand man."

"Terra who abandoned the power of space..." Ye Lin pondered as he walked outside a church in a small town. There were followers of the evil god here, but there were no fanatic believers who had been given energy by the evil god.

Common people come and go, and you can feel the simplest and most straightforward faith in a place like this. He is doing two things at once, and he is also discussing the issues of Perot Continent with Celia and the others.

Naiyali shook her white fingers, then stuffed it into his mouth, and said: "I'll tell you a secret. I guess that the space power does not actually belong to Terra. It was temporarily borrowed by him before, because Terra's split tempering, poly And when I returned to one, I realized there was something wrong.”