Release that Witch

After the consciousness is connected, the pain all over the body will follow. Fiction.

However, for silence, this has long been a common practice to fight against the tide of enemies on the battlefield, and then wake up from the Dianchi, it is the way it has been alive. Every time you approach the limit, you can make it stronger. As for the cost of pain, it is nothing.

But this time is not the same...

It looked at the cockroach in front of him, and his mind was still reminiscent of the moment of feeling that he woke up.

Is it an illusion?

Just now, the ideology has risen.

If it is not at the bottom of the birth tower, but in a half-awake recovery state, I am afraid it is difficult to detect this subtle change.

Similar crickets are rare. The last initiator, or the genius in the ethnic group, will receive Erskuk.

That means... the fall of the Maharaja.

What happened in the north?

Is it your own perception of error, or is it purely coincidental?

No, it has to go to Nasopelle to confirm. By the way, ask yourself how long you have been sleeping, and how the West Front war is going.

The silence caused the pain to climb out of the Dianchi Lake and slow down the pace as it passed by Wakiris. Although the Scorpio Lord believed that it was safe to place the body of the Nightmare Monarch in Scorpio, it insisted on bringing it. God of God. There are security considerations in it, but more for another reason.

In this way, as long as it is not on the battlefield, it will always be with the other side.

"Reassured, I will bring his head to see you."

Silence whispered.

It has deeply remembered the human male appearance that appeared in the domain of the gods.

This person is undoubtedly the chief culprit in the nightmare of the lost nightmare.

Only by killing this person with his own hands can Vakiris be truly quiet.

......

In the test site, the silence found the mask Nasopelle.

"Recovering is very fast," the other said. "This speed of recovery is rare even in the Maharaja... I am really curious. If you combine the symbiosis with you, you can Create a monster."

"..." Silence does not want to take care of such nonsense. "How long have I been in Dianchi?"

"Not more than a week, now the **** of God has entered the boundary of the morning kingdom. You have not seen the following insects panicking and fleeing. I just cast a few activated spears and let their city fall into a collapse. Nasopelle made a hazy laugh, "Flame, trampling, screaming, panic... this is what the worms should look like!"

“Has Heidzor contacted you recently?”

"Is it not to personally check the road to the sea to strengthen the efficiency of the transportation of the continental spine? I don't think it will take the initiative to report to me." The mask shakes the towering head. "To be honest, that is what it should be." The dry thing, the position of the western commander is simply not suitable for it. Wang does not want to make the strength of the frontal battlefield greatly reduced, so that the owner of the Scorpio is responsible for the Western Front war. As a result, it is not up to me to rely on Nasopelle to clean up the mess. ?"

The silent heart sank slightly.

Less than a week, plus the days before my coma, it is more than two weeks, even if the mainland spine is quite far away, but for Heckzod, this long time is enough for it to cross the spine mountains. Two or three times.

Its combat capability is not outstanding. In addition, in the past six months, many sentinels have observed signs of an increase in evil spirits in the sea. It is not impossible for the Tianhai world to attack the connection points of the two continents from the rear. Is it not... ...

"Follow me to the tower of birth," the silence is no longer hesitant, "I want to see the king."

Now that it has not healed, it needs to rely on the power of God-made God to control the connection with the king's consciousness at this distance.

At this moment, Nasopler also saw something wrong. "What happened?"

"There is a ripple in the ideology." Silence is straightforward.

"Oh... you know that I am not good at that kind of emptiness."

"So I need to contact the king. If that is not an illusion, Wang must know the meaning of that blasphemy more than I do." Silently replied.

At the top of the birth tower, Nasopelle put his palms on the tower, gathering the gods to begin to condense the magical monarchs, the talents are different, and there are people like Wajilis who can sneak into the depths of the consciousness. There is also a dull person like a fake face who is almost blind, and can hardly communicate with the ideology without using the tower of birth.

Silently and patiently waiting for a while, but never heard the other party's reply.

"What happened?" It couldn't help but frown. "Isn't it alright?"

If it is not the vague sense of anxiety in the heart, it will not ask so much at all.

However, Nasopelle looked back and was very surprised.

"Nothing..."

"What is gone?"

"I can't find the trace of the king who dominates the Holy See."

Silence can't help but hold it.

The king is the center of the entire ethnic group. Its holy seat is equivalent to the lighthouse on the sea. Today, the disappearance of beacons means that they temporarily lose their ability to connect with the Blackrock Field.

Of course, the king will never fall, otherwise the strong shackles will be enough for all the demons to feel.

The only question is, what happened to the king, so that Wang closed the field of consciousness?

Obviously, before the Holy Land reappeared, it could not know the answer.

......

The dawn kingdom, the Glow City Castle.

"That is the **** of God..." Roland stood at the top of the castle, looking at the shadow of the sky moving slowly.

Although there was a psychological expectation, he really felt the heartfelt shock when he first saw it.

This is not a special effect in the movie screen, but a real thing that is enough to accommodate the floating land without the winter city and the long song. Perfectly following the big is a good feature, the light is far from the hope. If you put a steel frame and a steam pipe on the outer surface of the black rock formation, it is simply a dream creation.

No wonder the devil's top executives will have confidence in it.

The nightingale leaned back in front of him and looked at him with a high degree of vigilance.

"Do not worry," Roland said helplessly. "If you look at it in the distance, you will not encounter any danger."

"Unfamiliar territory itself means risk," the nightingale didn't have a good air. "I can check every stranger who goes into the winter castle, but I can't search the entire aristocrats of the morning sun. Why do you have to go to the front?" Come?"

"Because the development of the situation has not allowed me to stay in the stable west." Roland shook his head. The first defeat of the First Army, the God of God suddenly turned to the Hermes Plateau, and the plague-type panic in neighboring countries. These constant news made him make up his mind. Whether it is to invigorate the momentum of the First Army or to stabilize the confidence of the morning ally allies, it is necessary for him to stand up for any civilization in any era. This move is the most direct and effective way of inspiration.

Then he looked at Horford Quinn. "Your official ministers should have arrived?"

"They are waiting in the conference hall."

"Good, let's talk a lot... what to do next."

"As you wish, kneel down." The Lord of the morning sighed calmly.