Cthulhu Gonfalon

Looking at the girls who were playing around in the warm waters, Master Damwed swallowed nervously.

These little girls are very young and beautiful, but the way they play is a bit too hot!

Generally speaking, children can play with water on the beach. For example, if there is a splash of water on each other, there is a personal beach in the Nether City Grand Playground. Every day, there is a splash of water. Children with excellent grades can get a special Prizes.

But why is it that in the Kingdom of God under the Void Mask, the way the little girls play with water becomes a high-speed glide on the surface of the water while shelling each other? And throwing a fireball to put a beam of light... Hey, that guy wearing black clothes, you end up rushing to hug someone else's "bang" and then blow up the same thing, what is this spirit? What kind of entertainment is this?

(Is this really the godland under the false mask, not the battlefield of the war gods?)

He was squatting in his heart, followed by the black-and-white clothes in front, especially the pants that were like black silk but stuck to the body, especially behind the tempting girl, and proceeded carefully in the "playing place" of the gunfire.

"Why do you want to meet me here when you are in the air?" He couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, but the order I received was to bring you here to see him." The girl replied with a very calm voice. "Don't worry, don't watch everyone so noisy, in fact, things are very measured, not really It is dangerous for you."

The voice did not fall, and a girl with a black robe in her body shouted the slogan that Damweed couldn’t understand. He rushed over to them and looked at the posture. It seemed that he wanted to hold a daring Big explosion.

The girl in black and white clothes was so angry that the blue butterfly headpieces were shaking, and with a wave of hands, at least fifty or sixty fascinating strange things flew out, and at least thirty or fifty fireballs were slammed into the black robe girl. There is no need to blow her up.

"Sorry... the self-destructive brain is not very easy to use..." A blow of the guy who tried to mess up, the girl smiled and explained to Damwed.

When the voice did not fall, I heard a bold voice coming from a distance: "Hey! This is not a small column of the secretary ship! Today is a good weather, suitable for retirement!"

Damweed looked at the sound and saw a blonde standing on a nearby island. She is very beautiful, but she wears a black single-eye mask that a normal woman will never wear. The temperament is more ambiguous, like a fierce one-eyed dragon pirate.

The girl who led the way to Darm Wade heard the words, suddenly her face was stiff, and hurriedly turned in the direction of the sound, shouting: "Wait a minute -"

"Let's wait for a hair! Eat me a shot!" The one-eyed dragon laughed, and behind him there was a smoldering steel and machinery. Eight black-black gun barrels pointed murderously here.

In the next moment, all the barrels of the guns rang loudly, and the fire broke through and completely covered the surrounding area.

"Ah!" Damwed screamed and opened his eyes.

The warm sunshine, the warm sea, he floated like a floating body on the surface of the sea, not far from there are several women wearing strange equipment standing on the water, watching him curiously.

"What special model are you?" The two looks are similar, but the figure is very different. The girls wearing white-blue skirts and white-rimmed red skirts came to him, and they fell to the left and left, curiously watching. Holding him.

The blue skirt girl poked him with her fingers. "Are you still alive? Is it broken? Need repair?"

Damwed stayed for a few seconds and spit out a black smoke: "I am still alive?"

"This is the exercise training ground, and the most is a big break." The girl replied, "And it can be repaired for free, and the training efficiency is superb!"

Damweed was silent and asked, "Where am I going to go to the void, can you tell me how to go?"

"Ah? The next side? You can't go there now!" The red dress girl, who is so good that she wondered what she ate, shook her head like a rattle. "The main ships are fighting for the seat of the secretary ship." Now that it has been melee, if you dare to approach it, it will be broken in a flash, very horrible!"

Damwed didn't quite understand some of the words she said, but the meaning was always understood—especially he had just experienced the fighting power of the girls.

He thought about it, sitting up with a sore body - standing still can't stand up, let's sit down first, describe the two girls they have just met, and ask about their identity.

"Oh, what are you talking about?" The blue skirt girl obviously knew the two people, and she laughed. She always smiled and looked quite kind. "The one that led you is our fleet." The secretary is the sister of the ship, and the one wearing the blindfold is self-proclaimed as the flagship of Awei. Her slogan is 'drying the small column, I am the secretary ship'. Every time I practice, I will run to challenge the sister. ...but, I haven’t won yet.”

"I won't blame." A girl wearing a red robe and black stockings and a strange shoulder on her right shoulder put a peculiar stick on her shoulder and said with a smile, "Awei is not good at the right." Empty, but the sister is the aircraft carrier, I want to rush to the assault, she did not run the sister fast... Even if I play a thousand times, it is nothing more than being the sister of the sister who pulled the distance and bombed the next thousand times. ""

"Don't say that is so full, the world is so big, anything is possible. You guys who are not long brains know what you are!" A girl with a long scorpion, but full of masculinity, connected with a chain The short stick turned and screamed, and there was a lot of deliberate search for meaning in the discourse.

Seeing that she is not tall, but speaking is old-fashioned, I feel weird.

The refuted girl frowned and wanted to say something, but she held back.

Damweed also lived for sixty years. At first glance, he knew that the little girl who had a long scorpion belonged to the bear child who had to quarrel with anyone. The companions who wanted to come to her were also very clear, so they were unwilling. Arguing with her.

The creature of the bear child is the more he is arguing with him.

Fortunately, there are still people who can "trail the bear". One looks similar to the bear child, but the girl with the eyes squats and picks up the green bamboo flute and gently pats her shoulder.

Her movements are really light and soft, and there should be no power at all, but the face of the bear child suddenly changes, just like the sunny day turns cloudy, and the face is clearly written with the words "I am scared". word.

"Small and ah, my sister just heard someone yelling at the age of bullying, you know - yes - who -?"

The voice of her voice is also very soft, and it seems that there is no power in the light, but there is a creepy taste. Look at her face again, I do not know when my eyes have lost their focal length, become deep and cold, and more horrible murder.

That murder was too strong, and Damweed just looked at it and felt cold and couldn't help but jump. The bear child in front of her "Xiaohe" was shaking all her legs for a while, and her speech was stuttering and there was no way to connect.

"I... I... you... you... listen... listen... wrong... wrong..."...

"Yes----" The girl with her eyes smiled, and the bamboo flute slowly moved on her sister's back, sliding slowly in the direction of the ribs, and finally stopped at the back of her heart. Look at the expression on her face, let Damweed suspect that the bamboo whistle will become a long knife in the next moment, and the raccoon child is a cool heart.

The face of the bear child is already terrible at the moment, and she always feels that she is almost ready to stand.

It is about to happen that the tragedy of the sisters (?) is about to happen. At this time, someone finally can't see the mediation.

"Sister Rui, let go and sister this time, she will learn."

The man who said this was a white-haired woman in a white dress and red dress. I don’t know if it was for the sake of shading, and I was wearing a beautiful bamboo umbrella with a blue inside. Her temperament is gentle and peaceful, but she naturally shows a firm feeling.

Obviously, this woman is the leader of this group of girls, regardless of her standing position or the tone of speech. As she said, the murderousness of the girl named "Sui Sister" quickly dissipated, and her eyes returned to the focal length, and they changed back to the original and gentle manner.

"Well, it's not an example." She put away the bamboo flute and raised her sister, who was almost unstable, and retreated to the side.

"Hello, visiting guests." The girl who was holding the umbrella smiled and walked to the front of Mweed. First, she bowed slightly and then said, "Welcome to the southeastern sea. It is different from several Guild Wars. It is relatively peaceful. Place. How do you call it?"

(It’s finally a hit!)

Damwed sighed and laughed.

About an hour later, in the so-called "south-seas" rest, the spirit of Darmweed, according to the guidance of the group of girls, took a fairly detailed map, along a winding coastline, heading north toward the road .

The roar and explosions that came from far away made him stunned, and the suspicious items that flew from his head from time to time continually aggravated his concerns.

(I can really get there when I get to the Void Mask? No problem?)

As it turns out, his concerns are superfluous. I don't know why, even though the girls were shocked, there wasn't even a fireball coming to this side, so that he could safely walk to the end of the coastline and walk along the land that suddenly appeared on the land.

After only a few steps, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed and became a magnificent and magnificent palace. The thick red palace wall gives an invisible pressure, and the sturdy tower with five doors makes him feel his own smallness.

"Sure enough, it is the residence of the gods!" He looked up at the tower of the tower, so lamented.

"Damweed, you are in the wrong place." A familiar voice came from the side. "Those are just sets."

Damweed turned and saw that a handsome young man full of artist temperament was standing in a robe, not far away, holding a long feather-woven fan, a refined temperament, and suddenly could not see that it was a dying A super monk with a villain.