People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 132

"People are in the kingdom of God, and they just contain things in the adult room (

"Vido is a black pupil?" Standing in the bow of the ship, Governor of the Harrington Navy Lambert was shocked and startled. He confirmed and asked: "Are there anyone else here who is a black pupil?"

"No, only Mr. Widow, I remember very clearly!" The magicians affirmed.

Lambert's expression became solemn, he squinted his eyes, and asked cautiously again: "When did Widow appear in Ikiles?"

"I heard that twenty days ago, he seized the position of leader of the dead."

"But does it look like this?"

Lambert waved his hand, and a ghost emerged, and the ghost quietly transformed into a transparent Arthurs appearance while squirming.

"Mr. Widow!"

The magicians who saw the ghosts exclaimed.

"Yes, Mr. Widow looks like this!"

The affirmation of the magicians made Lambert's scalp numb.

When just listening to the explanation of these magicians, he had many speculations about the identity of Victor.

Being able to control the "indescribable, huge and invisible ghost", in his opinion, this Vidor possesses at least the power of a demigod.

No!

Even a demigod transcendent cannot seize control of the soul from the hands of the old ruler, White Worm.

To achieve this, only the existence of the angelic person can do it.

Angel!

Thinking of the authority and power represented by this person, Lambert shivered and his heart swayed.

The result is such an existence, it turned out to be Arthurs, how can this make him not startled?

This Arthurs lurking in the dawn church, what exactly did he intend to do?

etc!

Perhaps this Arthurs is not an angel.

If he is an angel, don't say the white worm can catch him?

He didn't even need to summon white worms at all to solve the crisis at that time, so where are these storms in front of him?

So Arthurs should be controlled by an angel.

In other words, there is an angel standing behind Arthurs. All of this may be the layout of this angel.

Of course, it does not rule out that Arthurs is an incarnation of an angel.

The reason why he was swallowed by the white worm was because he had already fulfilled his latent purpose, so he just found a chance to escape.

"call……"

Lambert exhaled deeply as his thoughts burst out, soothing the shock.

All in all, no matter what the possibility is, the fact that Arthurs and the angel have some unknown connection is still enough to make the heart chill!

"Sir, is the white worm dead?"

A magician had the courage and asked.

"The old days live forever, and the white worm, the ruler of the old days, will never die!"

For some reason, Lambert put down his demigod and explained it.

Perhaps it was because the enthusiasm in the eyes of these magicians mentioned the name "Vido", which made him a little eye-catching and uncomfortable!

"However, if I'm not mistaken, the white worm should have been sealed. This natural disaster is the proof."

Lambert added with some guilty conscience. He didn't know if the angel was nearby?

"seal?"

The magicians who received the evidence from the big shots looked at each other with mixed feelings.

Lambert is equally mixed.

It can be expected that when he brings this news back to the dawn church, what kind of waves will be caused?

However, these have nothing to do with him temporarily.

With a move of his mind, the magicians on the deck fainted immediately.

Immediately, he gave orders to the surrounding crew:

"Black Pearl, return to sail!"

Upon hearing the order, the crew raised their sails, turned their course, and sailed towards the sea of ​​collective consciousness.

For a time, the Kuroshio tide surging, and the sails swayed.

When the shadow of the Black Pearl ship disappeared completely, the disgusting black fog gradually flooded the world, and also covered up this little-known cosmic secret truth.

This winter came very early, but this is not a big problem for the old hunter Emmanuel.

The rich experience given by the heavy years has made him habitually stocked with supplies.

So when the cold wind hit the door and heavy snow knocked on the window, he was curled up in the blanket, guarding by the stove, waiting for the snow water in the pot to boil.

The snow water has not boiled, and he has fallen asleep soundly.

Sleep well in the snow!

For a while, the blast of wind slapped the windows as noise, making the room quieter and quieter.

Suddenly, there was a weird ripple near the stove, which looked like the distortion of light by the high-temperature steam, and it was like the ripples of a lake.

In the blink of an eye, a black-eyed man carrying a lantern appeared out of thin air from the twisted light.

As soon as the man appeared, he looked around vigilantly. After a long while, he was sure that there was no danger, and he let out a faint sigh.

"Old man, I'm bothering you."

The man greeted the sleepy old man, and then he drew a simple chair familiarly and sat down by the fire.

Then he took another notched pottery bowl, lifted the kettle, poured half of the bowl, and took a sip while blowing on the side of the steaming bowl.

"call--"

Hot water entered the throat, race BUFF shocked the man's spirit, and the exhaustion of the past few days on the road was wiped out.

This man is no one else, but Ning Xiuyuan!

After leaving Ikirs, he used divination as a guide and made dreams as a path to walk in the dreams of sentient beings. He didn't dare to stay in the absurd and curious dreamland for a while. He did not know how many roads he had driven before returning to the human world. .

At this time, suddenly returning to this hunting house full of human fireworks, Ning Xiuyuan couldn't help feeling a little bit tired and lax.

He put down the pottery bowl, moved his hips to make the leaning posture more comfortable, and took a nap for a while, but his complicated thoughts couldn't stop tumbling upwards.

If the aborigines of Ikirs were to see what Ning Xiuyuan looked like at this time, they would be surprised!

Because at this time, Ning Xiuyuan could not see the slightest trace of the transformation of the white worm, the once crystal clear skin color disappeared, and replaced by the skin color that a normal human should have.

Ning Xiuyuan raised his right hand, carefully looked at the arm that returned to normal, and sighed for a long while.

"I don't know, is this decision right or wrong?"

After sighing, he laughed at himself again.

"Is this a good deal if I get a bargain?"

Recalling his greed and impulsive actions at that time, it was himself, marveled at his madness!

That's right, the reason why Ning Xiuyuan was able to erase the white worm's transformation and markings was because he successfully stole the white worm's life.

At this time, he is the old Dominator·White Worm.

However, it is more nominally the ruler of the old days.

Because the white worm was killed by him, he has fallen into a deep sleep, and now he is not so much Ning Xiuyuan, as the incarnation of the white worm, Ning Xiuyuan.

At this point, Ning Xiuyuan finally understood the difference between the old ruler and the incarnation?

Incarnation, in essence, is a part of the former dominator, which manifests itself.

This part may be organs, thoughts, or obsessions!

Therefore, avatars cannot be called individuals, they often have particularly obvious characteristics and purpose.

"No wonder Krasin, the avatar of Cthulhu, would let me summon the outer **** Groszin?"

"In the final analysis, it is because Cthulhu's strong desire to wake up was transformed by him, so everything he did was to awaken Cthulhu."

"Then it's no surprise to try to summon the outer **** Gherros."

Ning Xiuyuan of Cthulhu through his own analogy finally understood Krasin's behavioral logic.

Of course, he is not affected by the white worm.

Because it is strictly calculated, he is the main body, and the white worm is the incarnation.

"Although stealing the White Worm's life style does not directly increase my strength, in fact, there are still a lot of invisible benefits."

"First of all, I, with my old personality, theoretically, will no longer have the upper limit of strength."

"For example, a trading judge, as long as the target person of the transaction is not higher than the old one, they can be traded. However, the success rate cannot be guaranteed."

"In other words, if I used to deal with upper demigod-level transcendents, the trading judge would not be able to use it at all. Now even if there is a high probability, it is meaningless, but after all, there is still a very small probability that I can successfully force a transaction. This is something from scratch. breakthrough."

"Secondly, my spirituality and perception from the old days have also qualitatively overstepped. Even without the blessing of the crossed sheep pupils, my spirituality and perception are not bad."

"Unfortunately, too high spirituality also means that the risk of losing control is doubled!"

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan sighed.

When leaving from Ikirs, he tried to divination and ask for directions. As a result, the divination master had just dispersed into an unknown dimension, and he felt those indescribable existence and betting gazes.

If he hadn't already possessed the old personality and had some resistance, he would have lost control a long time ago.

"That's right. Humans don't care about the theft of breadcrumbs by ants, but it's easy to detect the approach of the same kind."

Ning Xiuyuan looked helpless.

It seems that the master of divination can only be used as a passive ability in the future.

Analyzing in his heart, Ruoyoruowu's prayer suddenly sounded from the depths of his soul.

——Someone is singing the white curse!

Ning Xiuyuan was shocked!

The white worms are all asleep, can they still hear the prayers of believers?

wrong.

Although the white worm fell into a deep sleep, it was actually in a state of body sleep and consciousness awakening because of the fact that it was stolen by me.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan's heart moved, and his consciousness withdrew from his body. Under the lead of the white worm's old personality, he traversed an unknown dimension and merged into his body.

In his spiritual world, an unremarkable star gleams in a chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness, which should have been silent and no one responded, set off rolling waves.

——This is the disturbance of Ning Xiuyuan's will.

Ning Xiuyuan cast his gaze on this star, and saw a man in an empty wilderness, sweating profusely, holding a magic book and singing.

"Magic experiment?"

Ning Xiuyuan secretly thought, and suddenly realized that stealing the white worm's life pattern has another benefit for him.

That is, he can get the vision of God!

Does this mean that he can pray to himself, and then see the scenery around him through the white worm?

With the old personality of the white worm, if you want to hide from the eyes of the old dominators, I am afraid that only the outside **** can do it.

If you really meet an external god, you don't have to think too much!

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan became excited, and tried to expand his field of vision with great interest to see where the white worm's field of vision was limited?

"This is?"

Ning Xiuyuan, who had just expanded his vision, was suddenly surprised to find that several priests stood impressively not far from the man.

Judging by their clothes, they are indeed the priests of the Dawn Church!

"This is the experiment of the dawn church?"

"What is the experiment?"

"Is the white worm dead?"

"How did the dawn church know that the white worm was dead?"

"Could it be... the church sent someone to save me?"

"Damn it!"

One hundred secrets!

Ning Xiuyuan, who was attracted by the high-level characteristics and fate of the white worm, suddenly discovered that he had missed a fatal hidden danger.

That is, the people from Ikiles in the Big Iceberg must have run away.

As long as the Liming Church is willing to find these people, it will be easy to find out about him!

——After all, his black pupils are too obvious.

"Wow!"

Ning Xiuyuan never enjoyed the comfort of a winter stove anymore. He got up from his chair, paced in the narrow room, thinking.

"No matter how well-sounding the reasons I compile, I am afraid that the church will not absolutely believe me."

"If I tell the truth, not only will I not be able to preserve the high-ranking characteristics in my hands, but the church is very likely to use this to attack the white worm."

"The white worm that has lived for an unknown number of years must contain a lot of high-status traits in its body. By acquiring these high-status traits, the church can create more demigods and even angels. Isn't this much better than my empty old days?"

"the most important is……"

Ning Xiuyuan stopped ~www.mtlnovel.com~ a coldness burst into his eyes.

"For them, I am a foreign race after all!"

"Well, this dawn church is better not to go back for the time being, even if you go back, you must have enough bargaining chips!"

"This light?"

Ning Xiuyuan looked at the crystal lantern lying in the eternal space.

There must be a problem with this crystal lantern. What he is worried about now is, will the church follow it through this lantern?

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan's heart moved, singing the white curse, and his consciousness quickly returned to the white worm. With the help of his personal power, he carefully looked at the lantern.

"There isn't any trace of power? Could it be that the old personality is not enough?"

The results of the examination made Ning Xiuyuan look suspicious.

Before he could think about it, he moved in his heart, packed up the hunter's room, and immediately stepped into the dreamland and left.

Halfway, he took away the rootless soul and the flame demon in the crystal lantern, and threw the crystal lantern into the wilderness.

Regardless of whether there is a problem with the lantern, it is correct to destroy everything in the church.

Shuttle all the way, Ning Xiuyuan stopped in the dreamland of an unknown city.

He glanced at the city, and then stepped into the most densely populated arethe slum.

Distorted by the high-density population, the slums in Dreamland look terrifying.

The buildings are twisted and monsters are rampant.

However, for Ning Xiuyuan, who is in charge of shaping dreams, these are not threats. He easily sneaked into a residential house and stepped down.

He decided to inquire about the Liming Church, and then formulate an exile plan based on detailed information.

As for the source of the news?

——Princess Valentina of the Kingdom of Harrington is his best source of news.

Chapter end