Cthulhu Gonfalon

The evil gods are not as strong as the heroes, but they have a lot of combat experience. Yan Xiong can see the changes in the war situation, of course they can.

Seeing the majesty of the gods, the army gradually could not hold back the battle, so that the front line was slowly pushed back, and they were stunned one by one, and could not believe their eyes.

"How can this be!"

"Even if you have powerful power, you can't do it!"

"Don't sigh, add up!"

Under the reminder of some relatively clear-headed gods, the evil gods suddenly reacted and rushed to intensify the power of the gods and summoned more gods as soon as possible.

They know the temperament of the **** of fear of the evil lord. If it is defeated by force, he is not accountable, but if there is still room for it, he will not use it, or if he is greedy and afraid of death, he will be severely punished afterwards. Serious, even if it is executed, it is not strange.

There aren't nearly one hundred evil gods here who are not afraid of death—or that the fear of death will not ignore the command of the **** of fear, nor will they come here to fight. When they thought that they might experience a death crisis, they all panicked and refused to consume too much of a problem. They rushed to go all out and summoned a larger number of God-given corps than before.

"These guys!" The **** of fear looked far away, frowned, and dissatisfiedly criticized.

Unlike the good gods, the evil gods are mostly selfish and self-interested guys. Even if they are controlled by high pressure, they will try their best to steal. When there is no way out of the mountains and waters, Hugh wants them to come up with the true ability to work hard.

For example, now, don't look at them licking their mouths. It seems that the strength of breastfeeding has been taken out. Many people are even pale and swaying. It seems to be overdrafting. In fact, he dares to bet with his own head. In the danger of life, even those who seem to be in the worst situation can immediately exert powerful means, or struggle, or escape.

(Hey! Although those kind-hearted gods are disgusting in their mother-in-law, at least in battle, they are more reliable than evil gods!)

The **** of fear sighs in the heart, but can't think of it.

If He is a good god, he will never be able to control his subordinates with such means as terrorist threats. If he does not know how much energy and effort he will spend, he will be able to gather such a large group of subordinates, perhaps not for a lifetime.

Therefore, although the evil wills have a problem with the will to fight and the discipline of combat, it is much better than the good gods to overcome the fact that they can use violence to conquer.

At least... there are no such large-scale alliances among the good gods.

Although the number of good, evil, and neutral camps in the powerful power is roughly balanced, in the gods, the gods or alliances of good gods are much smaller than the other two camps. In a larger-scale system or alliance, the leader is often not evil, or neutral is biased toward evil.

The reason is here.

The **** of fear is not in a hurry to let the men go to work hard, because He knows that it is not a time to fight.

Don't look at playing so lively, it's just that the two sides are trying to test each other. If the two sides only send God to play on the battle between the gods, it would be equivalent to the two superpowers on the earth supporting the younger brothers to play. At first glance, it seems that playing ping-pong is fierce, and the death and injury of the people on both sides is also very fierce. But for the superpower behind it, it is nothing more than a question of how much it costs.

Unless things develop to the superpowers to roll their sleeves off the shelf, no matter how they fight, they will only be tempted.

But the idea of ​​the **** of fear is obviously completely different from that of the hero. He feels that this level of battle is only a temptation, but he does not think so.

(Hey! It’s a bit of a hassle! Those guys seem to use the power of breastfeeding...)

Looking at the evil gods, they summoned an amazing number of gods to make the army, pressing the battle line and slowly moving toward their own side, and the male could not help but frowned.

Compared with worry and anxiety, his heart is more irritated.

Anyone who has been in contact with artists knows that artists tend to be a little nervous. They are mostly able to be more meticulous in their professional fields, but they are often very embarrassed in life, like dragging and pulling to grind back and forth. It happens to be something that most artists are extremely tired of.

Yan Xiong is no exception.

One of the most hated things in his life is this meaningless temper and delay.

People floating in the rivers and lakes, how can you not slash? Even if it is a river and lake vendetta, it should be a white knife into the red knife, a two-eyed eye, the dead bird will not die for thousands of years, how can it be dragged into this?

Is this special bargaining in the vegetable market, or is it a chat with neighbors aunts?

Not bothering!

The more irritability in his heart, the more accumulated it is, and it is almost on the verge of breaking out.

So he frequently used the fierce eyes to scan the other hundred evil gods, wondering what methods should be used to clean up them, so that they can give themselves a bad breath.

Not long after, he really found the opportunity.

An evil **** with a rough shape like a cow but a monkey's head, and a turtle with a carapace. I don't know what it is because of something. Standing on it, he seems to want to go closer, better. Properly command your own gods to fight, let the group look like a bull head, and the turtles walking upright are playing more orderly.

It doesn't matter, really, it doesn't matter at all.

Except for "He walks a little ahead," nothing else matters.

He walks a little ahead, this is enough!

Xiong Xiong secretly estimated that the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted, showing a fierce smile.

God did not know the ghosts, and the tentacles that turned into flames and generally reddish quietly passed through the entire fire, and came to the position of the front line of almost the battlefield.

This position, far from the evil gods that are a little ahead, is not far away.

However, it is not close enough.

When he was a little bit savvy, he commanded a large number of gods and launched a death assault.

Thousands of high-speed self-explosive gods emerged from the sea of ​​fire, and Hula rushed into the enemy's line, and suddenly the evil gods made the army's front line a gap, followed by mass production of God from this gap. Influx, it is like a breakthrough in one breath.

The evil gods don't care, this kind of thing happened several times before. For the first time, they still have some concerns. Now... even the turtle shell cow, which is closest to the battlefield, has nothing to do with it.

But they don't know, this time is different!

When the army of the evil gods was slightly broken, the mass-produced **** made the commando team with a raging flame and rushed to a distance closer to the strange evil god, and a very long rope suddenly appeared in the flame. To set aside for Him, he will set him up.

The evil **** reacted quickly and reacted immediately—by the way, his official name was “the freshwater fish monster and the **** of fishing hindrance”, and the priesthood included small and medium-sized fish monsters in freshwater, as well as cursing those The fishermen who fished in the fresh water gave them nothing - two not so good but the priesthood, and together they barely made up a weak god.

As soon as the rope is close, his first thought is "What is this strange sacred god?"

Because of this kind of thinking, he did not pay much attention to it. He did not go all out to defend or dodge. He just used the power of his power to become a shield. He planned to block it a little, and even gave up a little power to prepare this. The strange **** intercepted it and grabbed it to study it.

If Yuxiong knows his thoughts, he will laugh and say, "It’s so good, I think so."

The thing that looks like a rope is nothing else, it is a male tentacle with a changing appearance!

It easily penetrated the shield of divine power, entangled in the freshwater fish monster and the **** of fishing hindrance, wrapped him tightly, and then flew quickly without waiting for other evil gods to rescue. go back.

A black lightning rushed in and rushed to catch up, but after all, it took a step slower. It could only be slammed on the sturdy barrier of the "shelter". There was no trap that could prevent the freshwater fish and the fisherman from being obstructed by the male tentacles. Live and drag back into the "shelter".

"Big brother, is this guy you want to deal with?" Yan Xiong caught a bite, and suddenly he was in a good mood. He was divided into an avatar and returned to his friends with a prisoner who was tied like a scorpion. He laughed and joked to Jol. Gardman said.

"No." Jorga Deman glanced and said, "This guy is a freshwater fish monster and a **** of fishing hindrance. It is a useless guy."

When Yan Xiong stunned and thought about it, it couldn’t seem to be much better if he could be caught so easily by himself.

After all, this guy is a "God of Parallel".

"Vie, do you know what is the enemy of this ‘Ship of the Parallel?’” He turned and asked, “I can sell him to his enemies and ensure that the price is fair and virgin.”

Vier stunned, and this reflected the "God of Parallel" who actually said, could not help but laughed twice, then carefully thought for a while, said: "Probably the **** of fishermen, but the **** of fishermen Mainly because of the bad relationship with the sea monsters, this guy... really not qualified to avenge the one."

"God of the fisherman?" Yan Xiong said to himself, pondered a bit, and then suddenly realized that "Isn't that a giant god? I am going to go! The giant **** can play so, he actually dared to offend?"

Many gods have combat power beyond the godhead, and Xiongxiong is a clear example. Among the more common such gods, the Dragon God and the Giant God are the two most common types.

The **** of the fisherman is a giant **** of weak spiritual power, but... from the time when he played back with the goddess of the sea more than once, he knew that his power was extraordinary. After succession to the goddess of the sea, Ariel had specifically talked to him and signed a non-aggression treaty – thus showing his strength and deterrence.

With this "God of Parallel" that can be tied by a tentacle, can you offend the fisherman's god? Why didn't he be killed by a fish? !

Yuxiong was curious and wanted to ask for it, but was interrupted by an angry scream.

Looking in the direction of the battlefield, I saw that the **** of fear was furious, raised a big sword with both hands, and waved toward it, issuing a general attack command.