Crimson Blood Coffin

Nightmare City,

In Laval's subconscious, he actually just wanted to divide the entire area into three types. The first is the corridor area, the second is the demihuman race dependents, and the third is the core area, the Nightmare Altar.

As for the first two areas, Laval had no idea at all. He just thought that they should be worked on. After reaching unification with Migotese, he implemented the preliminary plan.

As for the caveman project, let alone supervision, as long as they don't stop and don't slow down the work, anything can be said.

As for the area where the demi-humans live, it's even better to say that the Migo tribe likes brains, and many of the eliminated body flesh is just thrown away. The corridor that spirals downward to provide food for the demi-human race is actually equivalent to the Migo tribe. garbage disposal channel.

Occasionally dropping some nice things, causing a small-scale surprise, are actually just teasing and teasing of demi-humans by those Migo brain cylinders.

But today is different,

If Fakeyu did not exist, perhaps this situation would continue for a long time, until the war between the Royal City and the Dead City started, and this area would continue quietly and orderly.

At this time, the cloister area had just been completed,

The tens of thousands of rat-men all evacuated from the other world with chattering yesses. Amid the speechlessness of the bewildered demi-humans, countless brain cylinders fell from the sky and forced them all out.

The infinite brain cylinder from the dark realm, accompanied by spatial fluctuations like rippling water waves, appeared in the air, and the figure of Migotese also flapped its wings and slowly walked out.

"Migo!? LaVar what the hell do you want to do?!"

Forced to move in one direction, after seeing Migo appear, this group of demi-humans walking out of the town also saw the source of all this, Fakeyu and his party.

The person who spoke was a bat-winged demi-human wearing a semi-golden patterned mask. He was neatly dressed, walked steadily, and with a high self-esteem, scolded Laval who showed his figure. .

"You just kidnapped most of our slaves, and now you are driving us away? Although we are willing to obey you, it does not mean that we have no other choices!"

For other options, the bat-winged demi-human felt a sense of crisis. In this inexplicable fear, he said words to Laval that he had never dared to say.

The bat-winged demi-humans are the oldest demi-human race in the royal city. If we dig down from the roots, they even have subtle connections with many kings of the royal city. But it is a pity that these kings are all defeated kings, otherwise they would Nor will it simply decline and choose to be affiliated with the gill people.

"Chief Delali, are you sure what you just said is what you wanted to say?"

Fakeyu and Youge didn't make any move. Laval, who was pushed forward, immediately showed a sinister look in his eyes, and a more substantial sense of crisis appeared in the hearts of these demi-humans.

Surrender to the enemy,

LaVar knew very well who these other people were, those other demihuman families who chose to leave this area,

"Huh, that's what I want to say. Do you want to keep us all here? Don't think that we don't know your plan. You are not the only ones who want to keep the entire city running!"

"Hahahahaha~" Suddenly, Fakeyu couldn't help but started laughing. He couldn't help it anymore. This guy really took himself too seriously!

There is a shortage of kings in this world, but there is also no shortage of existences under kings. Where do these little demi-human aliens have the confidence to say such things!

"Darry? Hey~ So you're planning to leave here?"

Fakeyu stepped over Laval and looked at the bat-winged demi-human with ridicule and full of interest.

It seems that this demi-human is not bad, but what should I do?

"Who are you, another deep diver with mixed bloodlines created by Laval?" Delari didn't care about Fakeyu. Stimulated by the other party's completely disdainful eyes, Delari no longer cared about it. What are you trying to restrain yourself from? With all the demi-humans who were forced to gather here today, does the other party really intend to break up with them all?

Fakeyu seemed to have not heard the other party's rhetorical question, and a familiar scene flashed through his mind. On the land where the war was spreading, countless people resisted the appointment. Cross flags were flying, and the leading women and ordinary people held high The long sword shouted to the sky.

What is it? No matter what!

What a pity, this guy is a man, if he were a woman, he would fit in perfectly.

Fakeyu realized the deflection, and after taking a glance at the opponent, the wave and tentacles directly pursued the opponent's body.

The wave given by Father God seemed calm, but the moment it was suppressed, the other party immediately understood what fear was!

"Hahaha~ It's interesting, but it's a pity that it's not enough~" Fakiyu spat out incomprehensible words and looked at everyone's speech: "Are you really planning to be like him?"

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Delari, after this incident, he had turned into a puddle of flesh on the ground. As the waves receded, the smell of bat-winged demihumans was everywhere.

"Lord Fake, let me do it. These people are not worthy of your own hands anymore."

After a smile, Laval hurriedly stepped forward. He really didn't care how many people died, but they still needed their help with some matters related to the royal city. If they all died, then future plans would be put on hold.

Laval pressed his hand. This familiar action made most of the demi-humans breathe a sigh of relief. One of the most powerful demi-humans here was crushed by this little guy who was just over Lv30? When did the existence of Lv43 become so worthless?

"Quiet." Laval put on a fake smile on his face. After a brief sigh in his heart, he suddenly felt that this feeling of relying on others' power was very comfortable. For so long, he had stepped forward to suppress resistance. How could there be such an easy day? He only needed to move his mouth.

"We didn't expel you, but just rebuilt the town area to make it more suitable for our living conditions! We completed the construction of the corridor area last night. After Lord Migo's brain cylinder has been renovated today, you can resume your previous residence~"

Laval smiled quietly. After the recovery, it might change again soon.

He could only make a real guarantee that you would be able to come back 100% after the brain cylinders were completed, but Lord Fak's plan, you can only pray for good luck.

"Migotase, remember to give them the information block and filter."

Fakyou gestured to Migotase. It was just a small disturbance. They still had to continue their plan and carve the texts of countless races on the outer surface of the entire subhuman area!

The great and unique art belonging to the Nightmare City really made You impatient. He wanted to see it immediately!

"Yes, Lord Fak!"

Migotase's synapses vibrated. As the brain cylinders carved with the power of thought, the texts recorded by Migot gradually appeared in the subhuman race's residential area.