My Daughter is So Amazing

The true appearance of the current small mountain village, compared to the battlefield outside the alpine fort, is more like the site of the battle of gods.

Obviously, this place has been destroyed long ago. The tranquility and peace that Roer saw before, and the promotion of singing and dancing, are just the peace that the villagers have tried their best to whitewash it. Once he left, the place immediately restored to its original state.

Fortunately, they still maintained the most basic disguise. Seeing from a distance and from the sky, this place is still ordinary, nothing unusual. Only when you really walk into this land will you discover the horror here.

What's more troublesome is that the environment is full of dangerous undercurrents of energy, and reconstruction work is impossible at all. No matter how powerful the reality is, it will last for a long time.

"Okay, okay, don't be stunned, take the time to move, and quickly clean up the surrounding area, and strive to restore the village to its original state before the village chief comes back next time."

The fat man slapped a thick slap and greeted everyone to hurry up and get to work.

"This is a big project. It will take at least a quarter. I just don't know how long the village chief will stay when he goes out this time?"

Sweetheart's neighbor said worriedly.

In the entire village, the only intact building is the home of strange villagers, and everyone must clean up all the dangerous hidden dangers here before they can be rebuilt.

There are a total of 60 people in the village, and a large area needs to be cleaned, which is really hard work.

To blame, I can only blame everyone for being too presumptuous after Rohr left. Once presumptuous, they came to the first martial arts conference in the small mountain village, and then it became like this.

"Oh, there is no way. Let's hurry up, everyone. I'll go outside and find some building materials. By the way, I can find a way to let the village chief stay outside for a while."

As the fat man said, his figure gradually disappeared in place.

The other villagers were also swearing, and they started to be busy.

Their main job is to clean up the crystalline matter left over from the battlefield after huge energy collides with each other, which is the so-called energy crystallization.

The texture of this thing looks a bit like obsidian, but the whole body is faintly blue, and the surface will be covered with a layer of lines formed by the solidification of energy fluctuations.

This thing is very sensitive and unstable. If it is handled carelessly, it may cause a big explosion and cause a second destruction. Therefore, it must be handled with care. You cannot use extraordinary means to be lazy. You can only use your bare hands and simple tools to slowly. Clean up.

Moreover, these crystals are scattered everywhere, many of which are still buried in the soil, and need to be carefully digging up the soil to find them. This is equivalent to using dozens of people to dig through the entire village and nearby mountainous areas.

Even if everyone is used to working, the workload is still outrageous...

Fortunately, individual villagers were able to summon some helpers, such as black mud men, stone men covered with a layer of volcanic rock, etc. With the help of these coolies, they hoped to complete this big project within three months.

But like the Corn Man and Sweetheart Neighbors, you can only rely on your own hands.

Everyone is in charge of an area and is busy on their own, while the area allocated by the pig-raising neighbor is on the edge of the village boundary. He is walking slowly with the old sow.

The old sow sniffed from the east to the west, and then hummed twice.

The pig-raising neighbor walked over and dug up the dirt on the surface with his bare hands, and pulled out a fist-sized energy crystal from it, and then found a few small stones the size of a stone next to it.

The piece with the big fist was thrown into the back basket behind him, and the piece the size of a pebble was pinched hard by him and turned into powder.

It seems freehand, but in fact it is a very dangerous operation. Even this tiny energy crystal, once exploded, is equivalent to an oversized powder keg, so this is a dangerous operation that can only be carried out by professionals. Please do not follow suit. .

This person, a pig, seemed to be picking mushrooms in the mountains. After wandering for a while, he picked up a half-back basket of large crystals.

These crystals can be brought back to strange villagers, who can be used to forge farm tools, rebuild windmills and waterwheels.

But just after the pig neighbor picked up two crystals the size of small stones, he suddenly stopped, and then turned his head to look at an empty space next to him.

"Huh? Have you been discovered? It seems that you are not an ordinary person?"

There was a low and hoarse voice in the air there, and then three shadows slowly emerged.

All three of them were dressed in hoods and black robes, with dazzling mosquito coils embroidered on their chests. The middle one was still a clone, with only a black robe floating in the air.

It was early in the morning, the sun was shining and the light was abundant, but here in the small mountain village, the light seemed to be distorted, and the surroundings were very dim, making the three men in black robes look like ghosts in the shadows, looming, especially evil.

This is the last time the Eleven Apostles ambushed the Imperial Investigation Team!

"How did you find here?"

The pig neighbor asked calmly.

"Hehe, how can you monopolize such a good place by yourself?"

The other party asked rhetorically, floating forward for half a step, and then looked at the fist-big energy crystals in the neighbor's back basket.

"Such a high-quality crystal! It's amazing!"

The tone of the eleven apostles gradually became excited, and they quickly asked:

"Can you please give these to me and leave here? I am willing to pay handsomely."

The pig neighbor shook his head:

"Please allow me to refuse, you can't give what I want."

"Heh~ It seems that you like a more direct way?"

The Eleven Apostles sneered, and the mosquito coil on his chest began to rotate slightly.

And the two followers around him, exuding the power fluctuations of the eighth-order legend, also stood up from left to right, and began to chant something in a low voice.

The pig neighbor shook his head and said in a low voice:

"Stupid, arrogant, and weak..."

In the shadow behind him, there was a series of low roars of wild beasts, and two ray of blood-red fire lights lit up, and it seemed that some giant appeared in the darkness behind him.

Although only a faint outline can be seen on that thing, it is as big as a hill.

The three black-robed apostles seemed to be aware of something, their hands were slightly stagnant, and they asked in a low voice:

"Something is wrong, you are not an ordinary person, nor an ordinary demigod, what exactly are you?"

The pig neighbor did not answer.

Only a gleam of silver light flashed in the darkness, and two things that looked like wild boar fangs emerged from the back of the Eleven Apostles, directly piercing through his clone, lifting him high in the air.

And the huge figure behind it slowly revealed its true body. It was actually a huge, spear-like fangs, and its eyes shone like flames. It was covered with a layer of colorful, blade-like bristles. Hairy giant wild boar.

The giant wild boar still stood on the spot, grunting in his mouth, and immediately more fangs, like stalactites, suddenly emerged from the feet of the three people on the opposite side and pierced their chests.

The Eleven Apostles were still nailed in the air by their fangs, and a large amount of black mud-like substance poured out from the mosquito coils on their chests, splashed on the snow-white fangs, temporarily stopping their actions.

But these fangs were not corroded by his power, they were still struggling sharply, and they might escape at any time.

The two entourage quickly took out their weapons from their arms and tried to fight back.

But in the shadow behind them, a big mouth of blood suddenly appeared, biting them hard.

One of them reacted faster and barely avoided.

The other one was rather unlucky, and his upper body was bitten off by the big mouth, leaving only his lonely legs standing on the spot.

The huge wild boar chirped, like knocking on a melon seed, and spit out a black robe.

"You...who are you?"

The words of the Eleven Apostles were already full of panic. He had been trying to break free from the fangs on his chest, but he was unable to do so. His powerful power that could bring everything into chaos had no effect on this white marble-like fangs. .

This shows that the opponent's power level is much higher than him, and it must be more than a demigod level.

And the chaos cage he used to ambush the Imperial Investigation Team is another ability that requires preparation and arrangement in advance, and is suitable for the current situation.

He already regretted it in his heart, and he shouldn't have come to this place hastily.

But more of it is actually surprised. Where did this ordinary-looking guy pop up?

I have only been asleep for more than 50 years, has the sky changed outside?

He is obviously not the opponent of this mysterious strong man, so he can only find a way to escape.

Or give up resisting, give up this clone, and get more information about this guy at the cost of suffering heavy losses.

But it’s better to let another follower escape...

So he riveted his whole body's strength, trying to draw the neighbor's attention, and at the same time secretly adjusted his momentum, covering the surviving follower, wanting to send him away.

But at this moment, a shovel suddenly stretched out in the dark and knocked on the head of another attendant.

This scene seemed very funny and illogical, but that's how it happened.

The follower who was hit in the head began to shrink and shrink rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a rag doll and fell to the ground.

A hand stretched out, grabbed the rag doll, and looked at it for a long time.

"Oh? It turned out to be an apostle? A bunch of stinky mice."

Sweetheart's neighbor looked at the shovel on his shoulder, walked out of the shadow, threw the rag doll in his hand, and continued:

"They ambushed the people of the empire before, peeped at the clues of the empire, and then through further divination, they found this place."

"Sure enough, as soon as the village chief is away, it's easy to get into trouble."

When the eleven apostles heard what he said, their hearts were immediately shocked, and they couldn't think of how the other party knew about this process.

And Sweetheart's neighbor, playing with the doll in his hand, continued to say:

"They seem to be preparing a big plan code-named ‘King’s Landing’. Once it succeeds, can their organization become the master of the world?"

"But this guy, who is not the core member yet, doesn't know more details and inside information, so it's useless."

Sweetheart's neighbor spoke out the other party's top-secret plan lightly, as if the doll in his hand had told him everything he knew.

He also relentlessly sarcastically said:

"Hehe, as innocent and funny as a child, I admit that you made me laugh."

As he said, he suddenly put force on his hand, and the doll suddenly looked like a porcelain doll, with cracks appearing on the surface, and then shattered into pieces.

Those fragments fell on the ground, and quickly turned into quicksand-like material, merged into the surface, and became the nourishment of the land.

An eighth-order strong man, just like a toy, fell and disappeared.

The eleven apostles who were still alive suddenly felt their scalp tingling.

There are actually two such incomprehensible mysterious powerhouses!

I couldn't see through their ranks, couldn't see through their lines of power, and didn't know what methods they used.

I am in front of them, just like what the other side said.

Stupid, arrogant, and weak...

But fortunately, the other party is also arrogant enough to expose his own existence and strength, as well as the hidden organization behind them.

What he has lost is just a clone, and it shouldn't threaten his life.

After giving up the clone, contact the other apostles to investigate and study these two mysterious powerhouses. They may not be so scary.

In the truly transcendent realm, unknown and fear are the greatest sources of power.

The Eleven Apostles had already made up their minds, prepared to give up the clone, blew themselves directly, and then hid in the distant body to report the situation.

But at this moment, another voice came from behind him:

"This guy is just a clone. The body doesn't know where to hide. Let us handle it..."

It was the six coffin-carrying brothers who were similar in shape.

Opposite there are not only two people, but three people!

The Eleven Apostles couldn't help but become nervous again.

But before he had time to think about it, he felt his consciousness sink into a sink.

Not only the avatar, but the body also fainted.

When he woke up again, he found that his body was in a dark and narrow space. Judging from the touch from his limbs, it was a bit like...

A coffin?

He tried to struggle, but found that he had lost consciousness in his limbs, as if there was only one head left.

At this time, he heard an urn sound outside the coffin:

"Are you awake?"

"Your plan, we already know it, it's very interesting and can be saved for the village chief to relieve boredom."

"Try hard, don't let the village chief get bored..."

"As for you, just sleep peacefully..."

As soon as his voice fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~The Eleven Apostles immediately heard a melodious and mournful funeral song, which floated into his ears through the coffin.

I am going to be buried?

He suddenly became nervous, exhausted all his strength, and shouted heartbreakingly:

"Who are you! What is this place!"

There was a pitying answer from outside:

"This is the only pure land in the world, where we serve and live."

"Buried here is the honor of your life."

After all, there was a dead silence all around.

And the consciousness and life of the Eleven Apostles also disappeared completely in this dead silence.

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