Urban Young Fairy

In the conference room, the needle can be heard.

The holographic holographic projection beam has not stopped yet.

The teenager who was suspended in the void stood there and was magnificent.

"What do you mean, this oriental, killed God?"

Lockhas blinked and looked at the shadows over there.

The five Holy Lords in the Dark Holy Court, naturally, will not rush to the same place every time.

They are more likely to use simple holographic projection techniques for simple communication.

The black sacred court, which aims to resurrect the dark gods, often fights with the fellows who represent the so-called justice of the light.

But nowadays, the power of the Dark Holy Court is expanding in the dark, and the inscriptions on the darkness of the Gods discovered in succession have made them stronger.

"Unsure, the inscription on the stone pillar is difficult to crack. You also understand that the text from the mythological era belongs to the language of God. We want to crack, it takes time, and it takes opportunity."

"What's more, the stone pillars have been soaked in the sea for too long, the text above has been corroded, and the argument is not light, but it increases the difficulty of cracking."

"Only this sentence is very clear."

The phantom faint opening: "But no matter what, the discovery of this stone pillar, at least to determine the true God of darkness."

"The place where the stone pillar is located, and the contents recorded in the ancient book of the "Black God Guza" that is circulated in our hands can be mutually corroborating."

"The dark **** built the temple on the bottom of the sea, and every time the raging waves, God is waking up."

"But the gods of the dark gods are too many. As one of the masters of the mythological era, the palace of the dark gods is countless, but the mythological era is too long, and now I want to find the **** of darkness. The palace, looking for the corpse of the dark god, is not a simple matter."

The shadow of the palm is another wave.

The figure of the holographic projection finally disappeared completely, and the people around him suddenly felt awkward.

"As for the Oriental, I still don't understand his identity."

The illusion continues: "From the biography of the Light God, which was passed down from the mouths of the sacred priests, only know that in the age of mythology, the **** of light died with the **** of darkness for the so-called justice."

"No matter whether it is "Black God Guza" or "Biography of Light", there is no mention of the existence of the Orientals. However, this stone pillar from the deep sea has so vividly carved the portrait of this oriental."

"The dark **** has slaves to build a huge pillar of stone that stands in the heavens and earth as a carrier of miracles, and the **** of light is passed down from the bard population."

“Unlike the words that have been eroded by the sea, the portrait baptism of the character is still so clear, including the phrase “he came from the east” that we first cracked out, which is equally clear.”

"So there are only two possibilities."

Having said that, the ghosting sound pauses.

The air in the conference room was almost condensed, and everyone looked at the man.

They are all old monsters, the Holy One in the Darkness of the Holy World in the Western world.

It is the super-predator at the top of the food chain throughout the Western world.

As the saints who are respected everywhere, the status of the five is even more noble. In these years, the winds and waves they have seen are even more numerous.

But when I heard the ghosts say here and talk about the deeds of the dark gods, several people still can't suppress it, and it feels a bit difficult to breathe.

They are stronger, and they are only mortals.

Compared with God, people are like ants.

That is not a level of fun at all.

"Say it." Seeing the phantom over there, I haven't heard it. Some people can't help but turn around and look at the illusion: "Say, I want to know what this explains?"

"Nefia, in these years, you have been responsible for finding the remains of the dark gods, the clues to the dark gods, and the traces of the dark gods."

"Here, no one knows more about the dark gods than you do, so don't play dumb."

The man snorted.

"With regard to the message of the dark god, we can only find it in the "Black God Guza". As the **** who ruled the whole West in the past, his existence has always been a mystery."

Nefia continued to speak: "This mystery is like the so-called gods that the East has been looking for."

"The only thing that has been handed down is that the long river of time will cover up the traces of God, but God is still God after all."

"Some miracles have escaped time, survived, and are hidden in places that are difficult to be discovered. From the time when I first discovered the pillars of the dark **** and took out the energy from the middle, I realized it."

Nefia sounds slowly.

"But what does this have to do with the Oriental you just said?"

Someone frowned. "It's hard to say, you want to say, is the oriental from the gods of the East?"

"The fairy of the East, came to our west, appeared in the age of mythology, and destroyed our dark God?"

The man spoke and the voice was somewhat dissatisfied.

"What is the fairy in the east, I don't know, but the **** of darkness holds the death. He will never disappear so easily. If the East comes to a fairy, the **** of darkness will be destroyed. In the end, they are the East. Is the **** too strong, or is our Western **** too weak?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

The other person is also open, and the tone is full of disbelief.

The dark gods can be said to be the faith of their entire dark holy court. They can tolerate such a dark **** who has the highest specification ability from the mythological era, and the same **** in the same rank, but unacceptable, dark The **** died in the hands of the Orientals.

It was a joke ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that made them feel shame.

"Listen to me."

Nefia looked around in a cold circle, and the horror of the volatility went away, letting a few people in Loxos silence and shut up.

"Two possibilities."

Nefia's illusion reached out and compared her fingers. "

"The first kind, leaving these gods and the portrait of the boy is not the slave of the dark god, the slaves of the gods who are responsible for carving the gods, there is no such great power, so that this paragraph of God and this portrait remain Clear."

"A lot of stone pillars discovered before this, the gods are more or less corrosive, those are the normal abilities of God's slaves, they are resistant to thousands of years, but it is difficult to resist the erosion of longer time."

"So, write this paragraph of the gods and leave the existence of this portrait..."

Having said that, Nefia’s voice sank and suddenly it was a meal.