Strange World: This Doctor Is Scary

And this is only a quarter of her body left here. If she really came in full force, Leviathan might be as humble as a reptile in her eyes.

Among all the root-level existences that have appeared, the strength of this mother goddess is definitely among the top.

"Glory to the Mother Goddess."

His posture became even more humble.

Immediately, that casual voice full of desire and irony came again.

"But what I didn't expect was that you epidemic doctors actually turned to the ruler of flesh and blood, what? After you betrayed the fallen holy angel, are you going to betray the Lord behind you?"

The leading plague doctor said in a hoarse voice: "Dear Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, we have never betrayed, and our cooperation with the Flesh God Sect is just to thoroughly implement our philosophy."

"Your Majesty the Ruler is as evil as you, and has a grand vision. He is as committed to the chaos and curse of the world as we are, especially those ancient gods who have fallen. They deserve to be imprisoned forever, not to rule this hell in reverse."

"So we are very willing to complete this rectification with His Majesty the Ruler."

The voice chuckled coldly.

The voice was full of undisguised contempt and ridicule.

"Really? Then I wish you good luck. In this case, as an ally, I don't mind revealing another piece of news to you."

The plague doctor looked up.

The voice said casually: "The purpose of your arch-rival, the night doctor, is not pure. As far as I know, there is already an existence of at least a king level who has sneaked into the core area of ​​the cursed city, and what are they planning? The Brain of the Colossus is still targeting you..."

"Then I don't know."

As soon as this remark came out, the headed epidemic doctor narrowed his eyes.

Existence above the king level? !

And according to their understanding of the city of the night, there are less than one hand who can reach this level, and if it is said who is most likely to come to the city of the curse...

The name that has always been very low-key emerged in his mind.

"Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, do you dare to ask that the king-level existence you mentioned will pose a threat to our actions?"

He bowed his head and asked tentatively.

He didn't directly ask about the king's location, but used another way of speaking.

Because asking is the contradiction between them and the night doctor, and this kind of lateral temptation quietly classifies the night doctor as the opposite of the flesh and blood god religion.

The voice chuckled and said, "It's up to them to ask themselves, but except for you, the night doctor has always been neutral. If they don't hinder me, I naturally don't have time to pay attention to them. Do you understand?"

And the other meaning of this sentence is to beat them. If you epidemic doctors are dishonest, then she doesn't mind cooperating with the night doctor camp to let them have some information that they shouldn't have.

And it can be seen from this.

She doesn't have any trust in the Dominator Sect or the Plague Doctor camp.

Because of creatures of chaotic alignment, betrayal is commonplace.

The headed plague doctor's eyes flickered, and he naturally understood the meaning of the Mother Tree of Desire. Then he put one hand on his chest and whispered hoarsely:

"Yes, Your Majesty the Mother Goddess."

Obviously.

This issue needs to be dealt with by themselves.

"Your Majesty, may I ask how the battle is going underground?" His eyes flickered, he changed the subject, and said:

"Before we detected the traces of three nuclear fission explosions in the underground in a period of time, we suspect that the Mechanicus has sent out elite units with better performance this time, and there are also those nano-clusters. If they are allowed to grow, For us, it is definitely an opponent that cannot be underestimated."

This is what worries him the most.

Nano-clusters are terrifying because of their upper limit. Nano-clusters that have developed into a large-scale system fully possess the ability to compete with the root level. They are also the biggest variable in this war.

The voice said casually: "You don't have to worry about this. I have divided them into various areas, and there seems to be something wrong with them. The number has not increased exponentially as I expected, which is a bit strange."

"As for the other mechanical clusters, there's nothing to be afraid of. I haven't put them in... huh?——!"

All the epidemic doctors: "???!"

The leading plague doctor raised his head in astonishment, looked at the flesh and blood seed in front of him, and was puzzled by the sudden voice that suddenly interrupted the words of the Goddess of Desire.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

The surrounding epidemic doctors immediately looked at each other in dismay.

Because that sound is puzzling like when you are talking on the phone with your girlfriend, and the other side suddenly gets pushed and makes a strange cry, which is puzzling.

And they also saw from the influence that emerged from the blood mist, it seemed that just now, even the huge trunk of the Mother of Desire Tree standing in the center of the city visibly trembled.

The voice fell silent for a moment.

It's like investigating.

Then the voice sounded again, but it seemed a little more hesitant and puzzled than before.

"I seemed to be stimulated by something just now, which made me a little... happy."

As soon as this remark came out, the epidemic doctors around were startled.

Pleasure... Pleasure?

Immediately, a strange picture of a huge mother tree of desire being pressed underneath appeared in their minds.

Something is wrong, very wrong!

Because the word comes out of the mouth of the Mother Tree of Desire, it must refer to that aspect of pleasure, but what joke is this? In this world, is there still a way to make the evil god who is in charge "happy" and happy?

Their expressions are hesitant.

And during the time they were thinking, the voice had quickly returned to its previous state, and the voice was flat.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about things on the battlefield. I can make my own judgment. Besides, do you have anything else to report? If not, let's go."

The epidemic doctor headed by him immediately came back to his senses, then raised his head intently, and said hoarsely:

"Your Majesty, we do still have..."

"babble?--!!"

A hasty and sudden cry interrupted his words in an instant.

"..."

"..."

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and a needle could be heard.

They stared at the pulsating flesh and blood seed in a daze, and were completely bewildered at this moment.

"His Majesty the Mother Goddess..."

"That...if you are busy, or we will talk to you later..."

"Yah??———!"

"..."

This time, the surroundings completely froze.

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong!

If there were any doubts before, then these three consecutive sounds are too much. He really deserves to be the leader of the Desire Sect. Could it be that during the meeting, he couldn't help doing some very lustful things?

It's okay to be shy, but won't it really damage the image if you make strange noises in front of them?

Or rather.

Would it actually be more exciting?

"Your Majesty, you are..." the leading epidemic doctor asked uncertainly and hesitantly.

The owner of that voice seemed to be frowning slightly, and he was constantly looking for the source of the sudden desire just now from all over the huge body.

"Something went wrong."

When that voice sounded again, it seemed to become a little hesitant and uncertain.

"My avatar seems to be covered by something..."

She was silent for two seconds.

"It's been cool for a while."

Everyone: "(?Д?)??!"

And when he said these five words, the voice also felt a little outrageous and suspicious.

Because as the mistress of the Desire sect, she has always been the one who makes other creatures feel good, and she has never been touched by anything.

But as the ruler of desire, the desire is provoked by foreign objects...

No matter how you think about it, it feels very outrageous.

But just now.

Indeed, I was severely refreshed a few times...

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ps: Push the plot first, ask for a gift, brother Meng, Xianyu really doesn't want to change the text anymore.