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After Wu Lei asked Xunsheng to go back, he gathered 666 people to visualize the image of King Moyun Titan King Bingchi, Collier Zhiwei Shengde-this Zhiwei Shengde is the old brother of Wu Lei And set up an altar for worship, put the teleportation gun on it, and recited the sacrificial text.

　　This preparation is all for participating in Arkham's greatest, most wonderful, richest and most amazing ceremony: Papachima.

　　 Papachima, which means tributary adventure.

　　Using a super-large magic circle—a magic circle built by a 10,000-meter-high Titan, isn't it great—to summon the tribute of those Titan followers. Most of them are tributes of lower-level races, but because the magic circle is too powerful, it can tear time and space and break through the crystal wall, so many strange things are sometimes summoned.

Legend has it that the most weird Papachima in history occurred in Pilitis in the central area of ​​Arkhamkin. At that time, somehow he summoned the remains of a star that was born in the early days of the universe. The huge gravitational force took the rest on the spot. The tributes were all shattered, and the mythical Titan King, who was so angry that he heard the news, beat the thing into more than 900 million pieces with a big cracking fist. After flying to a high altitude, it fell, triggering a two-year meteorite shower.

The Titans possess invincible power and magic, but they are in a corner. Arkham'jin is a huge void land, surrounded by a high-purity crystal wall of time and space. The crystal wall hides countless secondary planes, which is said to be the last era. The remains of the universe are also the road to the rest of the crystal wall system. The Titans themselves do not have too strong desire to conquer, so they decided to stay in Arkham'jin safely, mainly because their ethnic groups are not many.

　　 They have countless vassal races, let their subordinates fight everywhere, let these "lively little mice" play by themselves, don't fight and kill for Arkham's resources all day long.

Since there is no expansion goal, the Titans begin to enjoy, once they begin to enjoy, the appearance of the world will be blurred from the social system, into an incomprehensible and counterintuitive form, so that various characters and Regarding things, a court jester like Wu Lei can hold a lot of power.

　　Wu Lei is really a clever joke, he has perfectly adapted to his absurd game life, riding the wind and waves in the turbulent battlefield.

Relatively speaking, among the five internal testers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, his immersion index is the highest. Others go to learn knowledge and adjust game strategies every afternoon. Every time he plays the game, he has to perform five-hour psychological recovery. Health.

　　 is such a perfect person, he is the most successful and most favored jester.

　　 It is an insult to compare him to an eunuch, but as far as the career planning in the game is concerned, he is indeed an eunuch. However, if you continue to make his position more clear, he is actually a pet of the Titan, and his master sent him a strong humanoid race beauty for breeding.

　　 Comrade Wu Lei, the upright grinning craftsman, is firm and will never be confused by the feudalistic sugar-coated shells. Of course, the main reason is that the game is being recorded.

　　 In any case, he has now won the right to host Papachima in Bingchi Clear this year.

　　 Papachima array is arranged on a wide desolate plain. The rich mana infusion makes the soil in this area highly crystallized and presents a colorful wonder. Under the sun, it shines for thousands of miles, and the glory of the sky is high.

　　 Papachima is arranged in the golden autumn moon and lasts for ninety days, and will not stop until the end of the year. During this period, countless treasures are enshrined by the family members. It is conceivable that it is a big difference.

After Papacima started, countless fine prayers came from the sky above the circle, and then piece by piece of tribute appeared in the misty white flash. The entire plain was like a giant outdoor disco. It was fine during the day, but bright at night. The light illuminates the high-altitude clouds transparently, as bright as day, the milky white clouds are rolling and rolling, revealing the stars and moon behind them, all dumb.

The servants would gather the tributes in iron carts, and transport them to the king’s bronze floating castle through the mana well. They would count and store them, fill up one floating fort and install the next one, and in turn, send them to the King’s mountain range. Give the Titan a look.

　　 Of course, the best for the Maharajah, the remaining scattered materials and sundries, leaving fine products and necessities, and others can be rewarded to the next, this part is naturally also made by Wu Lei.

　　 He dedicated the orange portal gun to his maharaja and opened a space-time channel in front of him.

The towering monarch is soaking in the poisonous fire of the lungs and is using a 342-meter-long fine gold knife to scrape off the dead skin of his ankle. His sturdy and hairy calf rests on the crater, and the black and red flames are soaring. He licked his rough yellowish skin, hidden in the hair of his legs, the elephant-like red mites screamed and were roasted to death by the poisonous fire. They snapped and fell and hit the floor half a kilometer in front of Wu Lei.

This is the main body of the maharaja, but he likes to travel with the soul. Usually, his soul is condensed into a three-meter-tall man walking around, and most of the conversations with his subjects are in the form of the soul, otherwise he will easily make his body vulnerable when he speaks on his own. The family members are shocked.

Just like now, Bingqi Currier is squatting and looking across the portal. There is Brother Xunsheng’s company laboratory. The goose yellow tiles are clean and dust-free. A group of scientific researchers in white biochemical suits stand in two rows. Xunsheng hides in the monitoring room and observes quietly, making the appearance of welcome in the lane.

　　 "It's another human planet!" The maharaja's voice was very clear when he laughed. Regardless of his rough body, his soul was quite charming.

The grim smiler Wu Lei wore a black striped yellow shirt and a pair of purple trousers. He was wearing a pair of rabbit leather slippers under his feet. He said something strange, "Oh, of course, my good lord, you also know this world. The most diverse are humans!"

　　 Bing Chi Collier laughed loudly, "Yes, yes! Variety! Haha, you guys, these lively little mice are everywhere, it's really a dazzling Titan."

　　 "That's because your eyes are too big!"

　　 "Oh, that's true. If your eyes are too big, you will ignore the subtleties when you look at things. Look, otherwise, how would I like to talk to you with the spirit body!"

　　 "But you are always a head taller than us. Only trolls can look at your spirit bodies, right?"

　　 "Ho ho, you should be blamed for not being able to live up to it! It's taller, well, Wu Leiqing, let us go to the other side to see."

　　 After that, the Maharaja happily bent over and entered the oval vertical portal.

When 　　 came in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his face was a little surprised at the time, "This feeling, what a fresh air!"

　　The words of the heart are conveyed from the heart, the speech of the spirit body can be understood by all intelligent beings with souls. Immediately, the scientific researchers under Xunsheng looked at each other. The first sentence of the alien was actually the air? Of course, the sterile air is indeed clean. Is this kind of aliens demanding air?

　　 The air the Maharaja said was of course not air in the literal sense. What he meant was that the atmosphere given to him by this world was very different.

　　 "It's the taste outside the crystal wall system! Good fellow, a brand-new material world!" The Maharaja was happy, turned and said to the jester who followed, "You have done a good job, Wu Leiqing! What a blessing to me!"

　　 Wu Lei was expressionless, "I am not a lucky general, I don't know how to fight."

　　 "Huh? Hahaha! Okay, that's not a lucky general, just listen to you!" The maharaja laughed very fondly, a kind of helplessness being smashed by his own dog.

"By the way, you, little mice in white skin, the planet under your feet will belong to me from today onwards, Bingqi Klier Zhiwei Shengde, surrender to me, listen to my words !"

　　 After he finished speaking, all humans on the earth, and even all intelligent creatures, tightened their bodies at the same time, and their hearts were heavy as if they were bound by some invisible shackles. This is the dream of the Titans, which has the effect of uttering the law on the lower-level creatures.

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