Cthulhu Gonfalon

Morani, they have wine, although not mellow, but at least strong enough.

Orcs like spirits, even if they become gods. However, for the gods, the mortal spirits are not much irritating, so it is not easy to drink a spirit that is enough to satisfy the gods.

"Silent Samurai" ink, there are some such wine. It was He who paid a great price to buy it from a mysterious astral merchant.

The gods are not really omnipotent. Sometimes, some half-god with hands and eyes can often do things that the gods can't do.

Of course... If it is a powerful person like the Glorious Lord, there is a large group of gods under the command of a large group of people. There is probably no such thing as a demigod in the world that He can't do.

Ink is very rare to buy the wine, the usual drink is homemade wine, only when it is worth celebrating, will take out those wines.

Of course not today.

But for Yan Xiong, the wine is not strong enough, as long as everyone is happy.

Chatting while drinking. Chatting and talking about winemaking.

“In fact, winemaking is not so complicated.” Yan Xiong said, “The so-called spirits are nothing more than high alcohol content.”

"That is the wine of the world." When it comes to eating, drinking, and drinking, Vier is a big expert. "Although I don't understand what you mean by this 'alcohol', but how pure the wine is, it is very limited. Our gods, even if the mortal's intestine poison is drunk, it is nothing more than 'slightly a little bit heavy'. It is not so easy to make us feel the burning power."

After squatting, I realized the key to the problem. He thought for a moment and said, "When the matter is finished, let me try. Maybe I can make a good wine."

"What are you going to do?" Viyer asked curiously.

"There is no idea yet, just have this idea."

The panda spirit swordsman, who had always been silent, nodded, and his hand flashed with a spar.

"The winemaking experience." He said briefly, and handed the spar to the male.

Xiong Xiong smiled and took over the spar. If he said that he just had a rough idea of ​​"winemaking", now he has a little more control.

Perhaps it will not take long for him to have the first real special product in his "shelter" of the Kingdom of God.

The gods chatted while drinking, and watched the time approaching noon.

When the sun went to the zenith almost, Yu Xiong stood up and cleared his throat, and he announced that the resurrection ceremony would begin.

But before he could open his mouth, the clear sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds covered it, completely covering the sun, and even a ray of light could not fall.

In an instant, the area of ​​the Void City and the surrounding area was at least a thousand miles dark, and it was almost impossible to reach out.

When the brow was wrinkled, the tentacle waved, and a white light hit the sky, turning into a dazzling white light, like a small sun appearing in the air, shining on the earth.

"I don't know which friend is on the door? Is the battle so big, don't you feel a little waste?" He said with a smile, the voice is not big, but it echoes between the sky and the earth, so that everyone can be clear. I heard it.

The light in the dark clouds flowed, and a rancid smell came out.

This breath is so fierce that it can make the whereabouts of the plants and the animals and animals. However, the entire void city is shrouded in a powerful enchantment. The outside of the enchantment is deep in the ash forest. There are no humans and animals, and even the vegetation has been cut down for safety and beauty. The gods had been casting spells for a while, and they had not been able to get more results than to pollute the land outside the enchantment into disgusting gray-green.

However, this move has exposed his identity.

"It turned out to be an old man of corruption!" Ville sneered. "You guys don't shrink into the thoroughly swollen swamp and hang out. What are you doing? Isn't it afraid to be caught by the goddess of spring water?"

The **** of corruption is a lesser-known god. He, as the name implies, is the **** that makes everything rot and ruin. Although in theory, "corruption" is only a natural phenomenon, no good or evil, but this **** itself is an evil existence. When he did not seal the gods, he was a very powerful wizard. He was best at spells that corrupted the material, and even turned the enemy into a horrible carrion. After the gods were sealed, He exerted this ability to the fullest and became a very disgusting and fearful one among the gods.

However, the **** of corruption is nothing but a weak **** power, let alone face the hero, the goddess of spring water in the natural **** system, more than once chasing him to be embarrassed.

The goddess of spring water and the **** of corruption have a long history of grievances. It is said that the **** of corruption polluted the Qingquan altar of the goddess of spring water. At the beginning, the goddess of spring water was flat and the two sides were equal. Later, the goddess of spring water cooperated with the human gods to establish the country of Qianquan. The strength has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has gradually become a strong man in the middle of the gods. The **** of corruption is unbearable. He even broke the Kingdom of God three times before and after, and almost every time he was killed.

Since then, the **** of corruption has been deeply impressed and rarely appears before the gods. Unexpectedly, among the evil gods who came to the resurrection of the **** of healing, he was led by him!

In the face of Vieira's ridicule, there was an angry gasp in the dark clouds. But the **** of corruption did not answer, but tirelessly encouraged the gray-green evil wind, and constantly blew the smell of corruption to the Nether City.

It is a pity that his strength is not strong enough. Even if he tries his best, he can't break the magical enchantment built with Kola Demalongzhu as the core. It just lets everyone see the excitement.

Yan Xiong did not rush to shoot. He looked at the sky coldly and looked at it for a long time before he said: "Since it is coming, why not come out? Let this clown come out of disgusting people, don't you feel bored?"

There is no answer in the dark clouds, but the gasping of the **** of corruption is even more urgent.

Yan Xiong sighed, and the body still focused on the healing **** who was concentrating on hatching. He split his hand and turned a tentacle into a spear, throwing it at the sky.

This spear casts very fast, just like a flash of light, and it pierces into the dark clouds in a blink of an eye. Until it disappeared into the dark clouds, there was a loud bang that spread from the ground to the sky, and it continued to turn into a short and fierce snoring in the clouds, abruptly stopped.

After throwing a supersonic spear, Yan Xiong was too lazy to pay attention to the life and death of the **** of corruption, and announced that the resurrection ceremony of the **** of healing is now beginning.

"Are you sure you start now?" Vier asked with concern. "The group in the sky, the ones are not good!"

"Whatever is not good is nothing more than a group of people who are rushing to death." Yan Xiong sneered and said, "They dare to die, I will dare to kill. Is it really my knife is not sharp enough?"

This is murderous, and it is quite a bit of a load. But with him, he just hit a spear and even hit the deeds of the incarnation of the **** of corruption. It is not a force, but a real force.

The incarnation of the **** of corruption is at least a weak power. It’s really deterrent to be ridiculed by him.

In the dark clouds, a group of evil gods gloomy in a circle, watching the unlucky one who was thrown into the chariot and the body was still twitching.

This hapless appearance looks like a lonely old man, his hair and beard are sparsely pulled, his clothes are also ragged, and there are edemas and ulcers in many places. It doesn't look like a living person. It looks like a dead person for a while. Carrion.

This is the appearance of the **** of corruption, disgusting to the extent that most people with normal aesthetics must avoid it.

With His grace, no matter where you go, it will not be popular. If you look closely, you can still see the venom that is constantly dripping from him. It is no wonder that the goddess who loves clean springs will be furious after being polluted by his spring water altar, and fight with this old man.

As usual, even the evil gods who are the same as the Lord of fear are not willing to look at the **** of corruption more, and will not take the initiative to approach Him. But now, they are surrounded by a circle, carefully looking at the peers who are not liked by them.

The **** of corruption rides a dark cloud chariot dedicated to the **** of fear, and the strong chariot does not protect him. A spear accurately penetrated the window of the chariot, hit him, and nailed his specimen like a fly to the wall of the chariot.

This spear is extraordinary in power, although the body of the **** of corruption is still convulsing, but looking at the smaller and smaller convulsions, seeing the lesser and less corrupt venom on his body, anyone can see that it almost bleeds him. The incarnation of this book has been dead, and there is no room for a little saving.

The evil gods, look at me, I look at you, all see the horror of each other's eyes.

It’s just an incarnation shot. Is there such power? !

What is the big jellyfish...what is it?