People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 312

Let time go back a little bit.

[Let's go, rational spectators should stay away from danger! This land will eventually cast Gustav's old crown in despair and destruction! 】

Facing the advice of Satogua, the **** of toads, Ning Xiuyuan didn't dare to neglect, and immediately prepared to leave.

With a move in his heart, he ended the lease deal with a puppet prisoner.

——Just like when he temporarily sealed Van Lentina's memory.

Suddenly, the puppet prisoner in a room on the edge of the city suddenly opened his eyes.

He got up and sat up with a dull and stiff expression.

Reaching into his arms, he took out a dog tag with a string of unfamiliar English words engraved on it.

He subconsciously read aloud:

"Igoronak."

I don't know if it's an illusion, the air spit out from the lips wrinkled the purple shimmer rippling in the room.

The darkness in the corner spreads, gradually eating away the trembling purple light!

The coldness poured into the hairs awakened the prisoner's sanity. He looked at the strange environment blankly, and suddenly realized with horror that the darkness spreading in front of him was a black shadow.

No no no!

It is not a figure, because it has no head.

"Hey!"

The prisoner suddenly turned his face, his soul swelled as far as he could see, and he suddenly screamed.

"what--"

A swollen palm that looked like a giant was covering his face. In the palm of his palm, a huge, damp, **** mouth, like a giant python swallowing an egg, swallowing the prisoner's head.

"Stab!"

Igoronak, the polluter who has never been satisfied with his hunger, has not yet been relieved, suddenly turning his huge and ugly deformity, his body covered with swelling and flooding, and a purple lightning suddenly fell from the sky!

"Roar!"

Igoronak the Defiler has another arm, one arm is up to the sky, and his palm is frantically swallowing lightning from the sky.

The roaring roar, struck by lightning, choked in the palm of his mouth, whimpered and screamed, extremely aggrieved.

The purple lightning intensified, and suddenly the purple light was released, drowning the huge mouth in the palm, and swallowing the bloated body together!

Just a second before this, Ning Xiuyuan called the servant and shy person!

He is about to misplace the space.

When she packed herself and Debna together and attached it to the red key between the servant's neck.

A murmur of dreams made him stop.

"Stay, real people!"

——It is the voice of Satogua, the **** of toads.

Ning Xiuyuan's face changed slightly when he heard the sound, and after taking off the red key, he suddenly changed the direction of the space misalignment, chose a random direction, and desperately fled.

In the next second, the purple lightning shining on the world flooded the clock tower!

However, the brewing mine pool was eventually vented by the polluter Igoronak.

The lightning from the split was not even as good as the divine punishment Ning Xiuyuan encountered for the first time.

In the dislocation of time and space, escaped.

Debna didn't react until he stopped and stepped down behind the window of a private house.

"Fa, what happened?"

She stared at the surrounding scenery with a stunned expression, and a frightened look flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She, she saw an angel!

She was extremely sure of this.

Although she didn't see her face, the high-level personality that was enough to make the high-status characteristics in the body boil still made her heart sway.

No!

wrong!

Can angels break through the rule coverage of the mechanical undead gods?

The pallor of experience left Debna at a loss.

Could it be that it is not an angel, but... a servant?

Facing Debna's question, Ning Xiuyuan remained silent.

He, who was also confused, had already passed the bargain and passed it into the ears of Satogua, the **** of toads.

"what happened?"

"Hululu...The drama hasn't ended yet, how can it easily end?"

"What did you say?"

Ning Xiuyuan was full of consternation!

He thought that the **** of toad reminded him to stay because the road ahead was dangerous and he had to stay.

Where did you think of this reason?

"Great Satogua, you said that rational spectators should stay away from danger, why are you staying again?"

"Plague from Nyarlatotepu!"

"Naya...?"

Ning Xiuyuan was startled, and suddenly realized something: "The Church of the Broken God?"

With a move in his heart, Ning Xiuyuan's vision penetrated the space barrier and saw what was in the red key.

——In a heavy safe, two pocket-sized three-masted sailboats are stuffed in a dilapidated sealed bottle with a letter pressed under the bottle.

When Ning Xiuyuan looked at it, the sealed bottle seemed a bit more aging.

This, this is the plague?

Ning Xiuyuan took out the letter in a panic.

【Theseus】

——A wooden boat called Theseus, after continuous maintenance and replacement of wooden boards, one day the hull will no longer have an old wooden board. Then reassemble the replaced old planks into a wooden boat, then who is the real Theseus?

"This is?"

Debna looked at Ning Xiuyuan suddenly taking out a letter, and her expression became suspicious.

She is not an idiot, what did she naturally realize?

Could it be that the angel or servant figure she just saw was a...messenger?

Just to send a letter to Arthurs?

In Debna's question, Ning Xiuyuan took out the sealed bottle of Theseus and threw it out the window.

The sealed bottle slashed across the sky and fell on the ground with a "bang", splashing with shards of glass in the sky. The two three-masted sailboats among the pockets suddenly turned into a blue smoke and spread to the surroundings.

Qingyan touched an immortal, like a tired bird returning to the forest, pouring into it.

"Crack...crack..."

The dead immortal suddenly came back to life.

The memory engraved in the brain of the three-dimensional chip is awakened, and this memory is even crazily copied and spread with the link of the tomb, filling all the three-dimensional chips.

"Here, here's a heresy! Yilaizhe is a heresy!"

The immortal just woke up, yelled in horror, and crawled into the crowd.

"The immortal... the immortal... I, me, I can become the immortal too!"

Another immortal woke up, it was trembling and whispered, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of its metal prosthesis, and was immediately stunned.

"Mr. Yilaizhe, don't you, don't drive me away, those people will kill me..."

Another immortal opened its eyes. It put its hands in horror, and subconsciously defended it. It was at a loss before it was finished.

He clearly remembered Yi Laizhe being in front of him, why... why suddenly he was on the street?

Alive!

The immortals who died in the streets are alive!

They were angry, pleasantly surprised, peaceful, or anticipating... However, after they uttered the first sentence, all the immortals froze in place.

"Death! Only death can clean up the abscesses and ulcers overgrown with the city's name, my disciple, you did it!"

As if the cold whispers from behind the white cloth of the morgue came from the corner of the room.

Ning Xiuyuan suddenly stiffened.

The plague disciples in the body are boiling!

He felt it!

Feeling a huge, swollen, protoplasmic flesh and blood, but ulcerated, the perfect existence of foul-smelling pus flowing continuously in the rotten flesh, slowly approaching him!

"Come on, my attempt. Sacrifice your body to me. In the wailing of hundreds of millions of dead souls, you will climb to the top of the old days and share the gods of food!"

The plague **** Hasturuk screamed madly, he had smelled the delicious flesh and blood of the **** of mechanical undead.

The hungry saliva was ticking.

This makes him even more impatient!

In the spiritual world, he opened his rotten body and embraced the soul of the apostle.

pain!

The extreme pain, like a cone of scraping bone, pierced into his insignificant body.

"Who?"

The plague **** Hasturuk screamed, and his voice echoed in the spiritual world.

"Hululu...this is my carrier, Hasturück."

"Satogua?!!!"

Hasturuk screamed, and only then did it discover the existence of the **** of toads.

"No!"

The incredible roar set off stormy waves in the sea of ​​Ning Xiuyuan's spirit.

In the spiritual world, he clearly saw the plague god's protoplasmic swollen body, suddenly squeezing out countless eyeballs, spinning frantically.

"Arthurs, I will use your body with half of the harvest. When the **** of mechanical undead falls, it is the end of the transaction!"

In a short moment, the plague **** Hasturuk found a solution.

As long as Arthurs agrees, the lazy stench with maggots on that **** will never stop him from approaching!

In the spiritual world of raging waves, Ning Xiuyuan, who was like a flat boat, seemed to hear the roar of the sea god.

He suddenly looked at the passenger behind him.

——The lazy toad, slightly turning his swollen eyeballs, and his tongue hanging between his fat lips, trembling slightly, gave a reference.

"I have never seen the sinister plague **** so generous!"

"Ensure that my id is intact!"

Ning Xiuyuan yelled, and suddenly a puff of blue smoke burst out from behind, transforming into a huge scale over the sea.

The right side of Libra is Ning Xiuyuan's condition, and the left side is high and empty.

"As long as you can carry my spirit!"

The sound fell, the left side suddenly fell, and the two transactions were rising, rushing out of the sea of ​​spirit.

"Gluck..."

When the sealed bottle fell on Long Street, Debna suddenly curled up in pain, holding her head and screaming.

She seemed to have fallen into formalin filled with corpse water.

Fragmented organs and limbs, wandering in front of her eyes.

They even grew limbs and crawled all over her face, trying to get in through her seven orifices.

"No--"

Debna screamed in pain. At this time, she had never hated Arthur so much!

It was he who rejected God's mercy and kept her sane before the most terrifying end.

This is the old curse, a scream of reason!

In the boiling horror, she saw him...black hair and dark eyes, he was the familiar Arthurs.

It's just that his face that should have been calm, I don't know when, he became mad, and his **** eyes flashed with chills that made the soul trembling.

Countless corpses, or death itself, surrounded him and surrounded him.

Playing exotic sounds, like howling ghosts!

The monotonous and penetrating chords, amidst the distortion and ear-piercing, praise the death that cures all diseases and pains in the world.

He indifferently swept over her small curled and trembling body, never dropping his gaze.

It's like the humblest ant sweeping the ground.

This actually made Debna chuckle, and the ignorance that swept away was the luck of her cheering!

he's gone!

He stepped out and fell out the window.

Facing the ridicule of the **** of mechanical undead, and the countless indescribable and terrifying gazes hovering in the darkness among the stars, they rushed into the turquoise blue sky.

The unknown king, trample on the old crown.

Reasonable belief, trembling with horror.

The eyeballs that cover the sky and the sun are the rest of the throbbing of the stars.

The gluttonous death is hunting the undead.

Debna saw it.

Patriarch Byron saw it.

Those thousands of demi-god angels, or projections, have also seen them.

The **** of dawn came to his favor and finally awakened his shepherd dog.

It is precisely because of seeing that the horror that has not yet calmed down, surging again!

"...Arthurs!"

Patriarch Byron murmured, and behind him, Elliott's illusory wings, the servant of Nordens, the Lord of Fantasy Abyss, was trembling and fearful.

In the dimension of dreams, he smelled the breath of the old days.

That is the information that human beings are sad and tiny and fleshy brains cannot carry.

Only the nightmare can feel the stalwart-the great voice of Cthulhu Krasin!

Fear trembled in Elliott's soul, and echoed in the body of the same Patriarch Byron.

He didn't understand why Elliott was afraid!

But fear alone is enough to be scary!

He tried to suppress this fear of his former colleagues and even his subordinates with faith and loyalty.

However, all attempts to use pressure to drive away fear will be in vain!

His proud faith and composure collapsed at this moment.

Nordens, the lord of the great abyss, and Nyaratotip, the **** of a thousand faces, guard the dream gods together.

But their loyal servants cannot protect the gatekeeper of the abyss **** at this time.

"It's you?"

The **** of mechanical undead screamed, and the head that finally broke free of the illusory skin of the belief of all living beings, turned frantically.

Cubes containing the chaotic rhythm of the universe screamed in collision and roared in screaming!

"The dirty old man-made Gadamen can only huddled in the Lake of Dreaming and gasping for breath. Do you dare to bark in reality? A lowly despicable species!"

The man with black hair and black eyes bitterly mocked the mechanical undead god.

The power that the naked eye cannot stare at, bombarded the mechanical undead god, knocking at the sanctuary kingdom he created.

"Shut up!"

Gustav, the **** of mechanical undead, roared, and the cube that made up his head rotated desperately, trying to break free of the gear and clockwork that bound him.

But it's too late!

His old ritual was destroyed.

The Theseus virus resurrected hundreds of millions of immortals, eroded his tomb, and slaughtered wildly in his illusory kingdom of death.

The dead who should have wailed in the kingdom of death, the abyss of hell, and the endless darkness have all become Theseus...No, it is young Connor!

"Oh, my old days, Gustav with the same blood, the shell of the old gods binds you, let me help you!"

The mocking black-haired and black-eyed man suddenly joked in his voice.

In an unpredictable dimension, he knocked open the shelter of the **** of mechanical undead and came to him.

"Help me ascend to God, I, I would..."

Sadly, the **** of mechanical undead, under the apocalypse, his reaction was even sadder by the most despicable human beings.

"I can pick it up, why wait for your gift?"

The black-haired and black-eyed man smiled, suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Gustav's skin made of gears and clockwork, and tore it frantically.

The cracks are exposed in the old flesh and blood that has not been conceived at ~www.mtlnovel.com~.

It is as if the fascia and blood are crawling on the ore, and as if the blood and rotten flesh are condensed with spar.

The black-haired and black-eyed man was startled, his pupils dilated and the corners of his mouth cocked!

Ah, what a delicious flesh and blood!

"Boom!"

A piece of white catkin suddenly emerged, leaned into it, grabbed the beating heart, yanked it down, and retreated violently.

"You—"

The black-haired and black-eyed person was furious, blood piercing his pupils, and blue veins crawling across his face!

Unexpectedly, when he glared at the catkin master, behind him, countless arms, tentacles, arthropods suddenly appeared...

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