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After he finished speaking, he looked at Lan Yu Qiancong with a blank expression, and then murmured:

"We just wanted to kill you..."

"Ah, that's right, but when I think about it carefully, it's my own stupidity to approach a group of mercenaries on this occasion. Let's take it as a lesson. Everyone's responsibility is not half and half? Really, the students' thinking is bad, and they actually care about themselves. I think that if I help others, others will help me.”

Lan Yu Qiancong sighed deeply, with a complex and tangled expression on his face, he murmured softly:

"But to be honest, everything is the fault of some idiot manager, right? Throwing people into this kind of battlefield for no reason is completely disregarding human life!"

Listening to the girl in front of him who was younger than his own child, and listening to the complaining thoughts, James opened his mouth blankly, then swallowed and said:

"Who are you guys?"

"Didn't you say it?" Lan Yu Qian Cong pulled down the brim of her hat that was blown by the wind, and then said dissatisfiedly: "It's a witch idol! Although it may only be a trainee."

"Witch...Idol..." The faces of James and the mercenaries twisted slightly. In this kind of battlefield where life and death intertwined, creatures like idols unexpectedly appeared, and they shot at each other, but were mercifully let go by the other side.

Can a witch also be an idol? What happened to this world... Are they out of touch with the times... A mercenary thought in astonishment.

"Why, look down on the witch idol? You can't even beat my contract demon!!"

Lan Yu Qiancong suddenly said angrily.

At this time, James, who felt that his body could barely move, stood up slowly, and said with a rather complicated expression:

"Little girl, although I was let go by you, I still have to say that you are not suitable for this place..."

At this moment, Lan Yu Qian Cong pointed to the undead who had stopped moving, and said in a bad tone:

"But if it weren't for us, you people would all have to die here, right? What qualifications do saved people have to say such things?"

"We are not qualified, but to be honest, a person like you is not suitable to appear here..."

James, who was born in a chaotic country in Eastern Europe, looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated tone. This kind of kind character is probably only produced in a peaceful country, but that’s why he said it’s not suitable, after all. Innocent children should never have appeared on the battlefield.

James, who was inexplicably complicated in his heart, glanced at the sullen Lan Yu Qian Cong, then turned his head, kicked the mercenary beside him, and shouted:

"Okay, wake up, bastards, the reinforcements are here, it's time to take revenge on those mud-legged orcs who play with necromancers, don't tell me how many goddamn idols do you want to hand this over to?"

"Damn, you teach others to teach others, don't kick me, James."

A mercenary got up from the ground while cursing, and picked up his gun by the way.

Seeing the mercenaries gathering quickly, James turned around, saluted Lan Yu Qiancong and said:

"The cheetah squadron has assembled, please give instructions, sir!"

"Huh?" Lan Yu Qiancong froze for a moment, then stared blankly at the mercenary in front of him, thought for a while, pointed to the ruins in front of him and said: "The target ruins, the enemies are those orcs, so... let's go!!"

Following the order, a group of mercenaries quickly approached the ruins, and at this moment, a faint golden glow appeared in the blue-feathered light pupils.

Lan Yu Qiancong stared blankly at this scene, and then looked at her raised arm with a somewhat astonished expression. At this moment, Xiandu Mu Youma leaned over and asked with some doubts:

"What's wrong? Suddenly looking at my arm?"

Lan Yu Qian Cong clenched his fists, and then said in a strange and suspicious way:

"I always feel that something has changed in me, probably... an illusion?"

On the Gobi Desert, Nangong Nayue and Xiandumu Aye stood up from their seats at the same time, looking at the girl on the screen in astonishment.

"A Ye, did you notice it? The magic power of this little girl..."

"The gap is here, the increase has tripled, and there is nothing unusual..."

Xiandumu Aye said in a rather restless tone. Except for the moment of signing the contract, the magic power increase of the witch is almost the same as that of ordinary people, even slower, and the value of three times almost represents the amount that a witch can increase in a lifetime. With the improvement of this base number, the two of them couldn't help but be horrified.

Why did this change happen... The question in their hearts caused the two of them to turn their heads at the same time, looking at the silver-haired young man standing in front of the Gobi Desert with a smile on his face. I am afraid that only this transcendent existence can know about it The mystery, even the change itself is caused by the other party.

Thinking of this, Nangong Nayue endured the horror in his heart, and asked in a somewhat uncertain tone:

"Did you do something to that girl?"

The figure standing in front of the Gobi Desert raised the corners of his mouth slightly in the sun that was gradually slanting to the west, and said in a playful tone:

"Despair comes from numbness, hope comes from despair, and then fear comes from hope, followed by another round of reincarnation, and finally there are many emotions such as incomprehension, love, reverence, and the end of these emotions, you can guess What is it?"

"What is it?" Xiandumu Aye asked curiously in a cold tone.

You narrowed your eyes, and then said in a joking tone:

"It's [Faith]."

Everyone's pupils suddenly dilated.

Nangong Nayue resisted the change of facial expression, and said calmly:

"Could it be possible, do you want to say that you are creating gods? Those so-called witch idols are all god embryos created by you?"

Since God can create? If it was in the past, Nangong Nangong would have suspected that his brain was malfunctioning that month, but what happened just now, the magic power multiplied at that moment, made Nangong Nayue inexplicably convinced.

If it continues to grow like this, it is almost inevitable for Lan Yu Qiancong to become a god, and this Satan who single-handedly caused the birth of a god, no, is he really such a simple existence as Satan? The god who caused the birth of the gods? God of God?

"That is indeed my purpose, but only one of them."

You shook his head, then looked into the distance, his eyes were gradually stained with joy and said:

"For me, what is more important is the prerequisites, those strong emotions that are born in life and death, in various changes, study them, understand them, grasp them, control them, and finally reach the final silence, reach Astaroth (non-moving) realm!"

At the end, Yu suddenly laughed, looked at the ruins in the distance, and muttered to himself:

"For this, the materials needed are naturally as strong as possible!"

"What do you want to say?" Nangong Nayue's heart was beating alarm bells, and she always felt that Yu was going to make something big again.

"Already awake." You said with a smile: "The fourth primogenitor—Yuanyuan."

Chapter 52: Lord of the Flames

In the huge ruins, the ceiling on the top is fixed with metal pillars, and LED lights provide light for the lower part. The ground and walls are made of stone without gaps, and a large amount of dust from excavation has accumulated , started running, and the ground suddenly raised acrid dust.

Xiaoya City ran quickly among the ruins, beside her was Liana Kalyana, who was also running fast while holding Xiao Nagisa in her arms. It was only at the suggestion of Xiaoyacheng that he moved forward quickly in this way.

Boom boom boom!

The muffled sound of explosions was accompanied by gravel falling from the ceiling, and there was also the sound of muffled gunfire from time to time.

Xiaoyacheng, who was running in the ruins, heard those figures, and immediately sneered and said: