Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

"Wang? What do you mean?

A nightmare asked suspiciously.

Wang Zhiyewei did not speak, the grimaces hidden in the pitch-black cloak, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled grimly.

The black cloak waved his hand, and the dark cloud covered the figure of the King's Night Night, and when the cloud cleared, his figure had disappeared, and then appeared in another very dark secret room.

The decorations and furnishings here are more luxurious than the outside, and some of them have survived the baptism of time and still sparkle.

On a seat in the center, there is a noblewoman dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe and a purple-gold crown on her head, her face is as sloppy as a paper that has been rubbed many times, her eyelids are pulled down, and she is attached to the bridge of her deflated nose, which looks extremely terrifying, but it is still difficult to hide the majesty she exudes.

If you look closely, this gorgeous noblewoman who became a white bone, when she was young, was definitely a beautiful woman who fell in love with the country.

She was none other than Diana's great-great-great-grandmother, Her Royal Highness the sixth empress of the Shatu dynasty, Nitoheus.

Not far in front of Nitoheus, there were rows of white bones kneeling, they were still wearing the noble uniform in front of them, but the broken parts still had blood stains that had long dried up and blackened, and Bai Sensen's bones had several breaks, and it seemed that he had suffered inhuman torture before his death.

They were the same traitors who started civil strife and assassinated Duncan II.

After death, he becomes a corpse and kneels before Nitoheus for eternity.

Make amends for the crimes of your life.

In a dusty clearing ahead, stood a tall thin figure wearing a star-patterned black robe, and seven silver-white morning stars sketched a starry sky map behind it, containing endless changes.

"Lord Seven Star Venerable... That being has conveyed the oracle again? Wang

Night Nightmare stood behind that thin and tall black shadow, bending his waist at ninety degrees, almost forming a right angle.

"The person we are waiting for is about to arrive and needs you to go and meet you."

The figure in the star-patterned black robe turned his back to the king's night night, and the vicissitudes of his voice slowly came out from under the black robe.

"Yes..."

Wang Zhiye's dark eyes suddenly lit up and answered in a low voice.

"Did those two little bugs catch it?"

The Seven Stars Venerable spoke again, his tone much harsher than before.

"Not yet..."

This time, King Nightmaid's head was almost lowered to his toes, and his expression was extremely humble.

The Seven Stars Venerable did not speak, slowly turned around, and a pair of calm light blue eyes under the black robe looked at Wang Zhiyewei, the kind of eye coercion from a high position made his body tremble violently, his legs were soft, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

"My lord... I..." By

that gaze, Wang Zhiyewei's domineering posture in front of the little brother completely turned into a joke, and even his voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Give you another chance."

The murderous gaze under the black robe of the Seven Star Venerable suddenly dispersed, and he said flatly.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Zhiyewei suddenly felt that the terrifying pressure that was pressed down like a mountain instantly dissipated, and trembled and raised his head, and saw a square black shadow flying towards him.

Quickly took over and saw that it was a Rubik's cube the size of a palm.

"Magic Cube?"

Wang Zhiyewei's hands suddenly began to tremble, as if he was holding a hot potato.