Beautiful Natural Disasters

"Beautiful Natural Disaster (

"Yes, I confirm that I have destroyed the energy pillar of the North Pole, but the manpower on my hand is no longer enough to attack the South Pole. Now I ask you to launch test missiles again and try to see if the shield is still there."

General Reza of the Kirita Vanguard was excited and immediately let his subordinates launch two probing missiles. The news from the rear said that Midgard had something more important to their Kirita than the Energy Stone. Something, so no matter what, we must find a way to let the elite troops land on the ground and unite with Batirão to provide cover for them!

In fact, the number of elite troops is not large. Their super strength has made countless contributions to Qiruita, but it is extremely difficult to train them, and they will not be sent out easily, but once they are sent out, it means that the benefits they can get are large enough!

The last time they were dispatched, the Qiruitas have since gained the ability to clone fighters.

What will it be this time?

Could it be the shield technology of this planet?

Thinking of this, Reza's saliva suddenly increased!

This benefit is indeed large enough!

In the vast universe, to become a cosmic race, the first thing to learn is: to be patient.

Stars that can be seen by the naked eye are sometimes far beyond imagination, just like now, they stop at the periphery of the star system where Midgard is located. From here, Midgard is only as large as a grain of rice. Other stars as big as the eye of a needle are large enough and close enough, but they are still very far away. Missiles without jump ability will have to wait a long time.

It's not that there is no such kind of missile with a transition type, but it is extremely expensive and powerful, but it is really unnecessary and unwilling to use it.

After waiting for three hours, the continuously accelerating test missile finally appeared in the place where the satellite missile crashed and destroyed, but it passed all the way, and the shield there was gone!

But it was not the time to be happy. When the missile entered the atmosphere smoothly, it began to burn, and it disintegrated soon afterwards, and there was an excitement of celebration in the main control room.

"Notify the mothership that the shield is broken, we are ready to attack, and then take Batiran, let his elite team prepare, we should go. Tell Loki, when we landed, he returned the scepter of mind and At the time of the space gem, let him prepare to create some riots."

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Great, Loki finally made it! The little guy Zhenjun is still very clever. If it were for Sivans, maybe he couldn't think of anything.

Loki is also a thief's Ato. This Docked Survival 6 has ruthlessly abandoned Pitro, but his goal is always achieved.

Should I give him a little reward?

It’s just that this guy doesn’t have any respect for my old man. He is still an anti-thief of Er Wu Zai. The white-eyed wolf is talking about him. The reward for him is meat buns and dogs.

Meat buns...

Why don't you eat meat buns today? I am not a dog!

Xiaoyang Xiaoyang, my dad wants to eat meat buns today, he needs shrimp, shiitake mushrooms, half a marinated egg, aphrodisiac, slightly spicy, and the dough needs some sugar and soda...

Alas, Lao Yang died early, but he still left me with a child who inherited all his cooking skills, and told him to take good care of me. He was such a good dog, I missed him a little, and wanted to write poetry...

Did he let me take care of Xiao Yang or did he let Xiao Yang take care of me? Why did I forget?

Forget it, I don't know how to cook, so I can't take care of the child, so Xiao Yang must take care of me.

Oh! By the way, there is still a bowl of bean curd from yesterday!

Whoosh!

It's so delicious! It's hard for Xiao Yang. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, there is bean curd to eat every day, this is heaven!

I still want to survive and go to heaven. I don’t know if I still have bean curd to eat, Lao Yang? The old man may have been reincarnated a long time ago, and he doesn't care about me anymore.

Should I take Xiao Yang with me when I leave?

Wouldn't it be too bad to think this way?

No, no, I have to live a little longer so that Xiao Yang Zheng Kungfu can pass it on. At least I have to live until his eighteenth-generation successor before I die, right?

You have to eat enough.

Oh oh oh, by the way, Loki! Yes, the aliens are coming!

When it comes to food, forget about business.

The old man predicted the alien invasion a long time ago. This time it really came. Therefore, I am the **** of prophecy. I must let people all over the world know. I have to write a good speech for the speech and write some What's good?

Let me have a good idea. After all, we are also a writer.

Dear Earth folks...

No, no, I'm a god, and I can't be folks with the earth people. To say, that's also the folks with the earth people from the previous life.

What should I call them?

It's not very elegant to call a dog leg. Besides, I only recognize these dog legs in Taoyuan Town. Those people outside...wild dogs?

Dear wild dogs...

This is funny, but after hearing them, they guess they will call me a Cthulhu.

Stupid people on earth!

This is very domineering, but where is the source? It seems that I have seen it in any novel. Will it be infringing?

But it’s okay. When someone comes to your door, I will surely convince him that I’m the starting site.

Stupid people on earth! Your great **** of prophecy, referred to as the great god, as early as...

Aso~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Did I prophesy a few years ago?

Dogs have a bad memory, and the timeline of events is often chaotic...

Then I will use the spring term to write: I foreseen the terrible alien invasion many years ago, the earth was charred, people’s wives were scattered, they even became slaves and were trafficked everywhere in the universe, and even hogs. Generally...

Will I write too badly? Will anyone believe it?

But if I don’t write it like that, I won’t be able to bring out my greatness.

Keep going!

However, all this, because of me, the great **** of prophecy...the **** of peach...

Should I use my real name?

Wei Dalong... Is this really my name? This should be the nickname Xu Xiuhui used to call me in private, right? My real name is definitely not this, I think...maybe it is called Great God Wei! Great god! How **** up? This is in line with my identity.

Just now... what did I say?

Fuck...

Let's do it again, this time I write on paper, this is a good coin! I have something like the host of a spring party.

Dear stupid people on earth, the great **** of prophecy, the great god, foretells the invasion of aliens many years ago...causing..., but I feel sorry for others and regard everyone as my doglegs (obliterated) My dearest people, I can’t bear you (the idiom is gone, ask Linlin to make up for it)... So, the great me, I made the layout early, so that everyone has a way to improve the essence, and a group of... People of (Linlin), it's time to show your courage to face outsiders... (Damn dictionary of idioms! Look for Linlin!), well, I'm done, you guys kneel and thank me. (After everyone sings the praises, they appropriately expressed humility, remember to smile reservedly, and don't show your teeth.)