People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 470

The co-authored scholars are still fighting, desecrating the knowledge of the plague, and desecrating the disciples of the plague.

The flesh and the virus on the ruins of Zul Bahazaar have become a battlefield for the two sides to compete.

The green-skinned orcs catalyzed by real people who consume a lot of spirituality have not only achieved the plague self, but also achieved joint scholars.

In the eyes of the gods, the real person and the **** of dawn have completely disappeared.

Every virus in the air filled with ruins, on the rubble, and among the soil has become the body of both parties.

seems to be in harmony;

In fact, they are mutually exclusive!

In the struggle for the authority of the plague and the dark battle, in the unknown stone temple of the God of Dawn, the God of Dawn calmly worked hard.

Pieces of paper filled with messy brushstrokes were scattered randomly around the table.

"...The power of the plague displayed by real people shocked the gods and could not be traced back."

"Even for the God of Dawn, it is difficult to trace the source. But the interstellar sacrifice, the God of Dawn, is relieved. The prophecy from [Outer God, Veil Breaker, Dauros] has always followed the ritual accurately."

"Even the dream crown can't obliterate the specialness of reality."

"The God of Dawn is so happy! Decided to use a more enthusiastic ceremony to cheer the gift of fate."

"Faced with the God of Dawn's pressing step by step, the real man had to use more power to turn the situation around. In his contemplation, he decided...he decided...to use the green-skinned orcs!"

"...Under the attack of the real people, Dawn Real added his real name Arthurs after the signature of the knowledge of the plague."

"In the real people's plague field, signing the plague, seemingly smoothing out the disadvantages of the green orcs, is actually caught in the opponent's rhythm, which is undoubtedly stupid."

"But the God of Dawn cannot and does not dare to sign other intellectual authorities."

"Because the real person who obtained the power of the old **** with unknown power is enough to perceive the gift of the real name of the 'joint scholar'."

"Only the plague can make real people ignore the homologous authority gifted by joint scholars."

White fingers, writing "nonsense" slowly.

Staying attached to fate, while waiting for the situation to develop.

With the power of a real person now, it is very difficult for him to make arrangements, or in other words, the extent to which he can interfere with extraordinary people who step into the realm of angels is very limited.

But as the master of the [Historical Pen].

It is the divine right to smear and modify history.

When you write a lot, the fate will be deflected quietly, and the slightest deflection is enough to change everything.

"Steal? Real people are trying to steal the power of the God of Dawn... In order to verify the guess, the God of Dawn took the initiative to bribe 'Still'!"

"Interesting fate. The God of Dawn received 'Sleep'!"

"It turns out that the real person is not controlling the scale of judgment, but the trading judge!"

"The joint scholar fell into a deep sleep, but the God of Dawn, who observed this battle, awakened the joint scholar."

"Although the sleeping time of the joint scholars is very short, he still loses control of half of the virus."

"The God of Dawn is at stake!"

In the stone temple, the right hand holding the pen paused.

The fingertips habitually turned the tip of the pen, and wrote again: "The gods saw an opportunity. The long years have made them very familiar with the **** of dawn, and they decided to do it."

"what?"

A light whimper echoed in the stone temple.

Because the historian's pen stopped, and because the gods were indifferent to this scene.

'Is it interfering with fate, but also being interfered by fate? '

The God of Dawn shook his head gently, and in order to prevent the interruption of the fate record, He quickly and reasonably added it.

"In the information of the gods, the green-skinned orcs originated from Arthurs, the **** of dawn."

"Now the real people are in charge of the green-skinned orcs, which makes the gods have to doubt that this is a joint effort between the real people and the God of Dawn!"

After reconnecting with destiny, the God of Dawn turned the pen tip again, revising history and tampering with destiny.

"Just such a conspiracy seems inferior. With the wisdom of the God of Dawn, the green-skin orcs should not be exposed in advance."

"It's all just a coincidence!"

"No, the real people who occupied the Northern Continent knew the weakness of their power. In order to divert the attention of the gods, they spread the green-skin plague to divert the attention of the gods."

"Arthur's spreading green-skinned orcs is just a conspiracy that happens to bump into real people!"

"...The gods are still hesitating... Is this the past glory of the God of Dawn?"

The God of Dawn wrote this, his eyes narrowed.

'A group of cowardly mice looking forward and backward, since you dare not attack me, let real people become targets! '

When his thoughts fell, the God of Dawn began to write again.

"Waaag...Waaaaaag..."

A hoarse roar whistled in his ears, and it was a hideous green-skinned orc.

They ignored the existence of the old wizard Heyman, crawled up from the earth frantically, and swarmed into the green algae that covered the earth!

As more and more green-skinned orcs poured in, the green algae grew larger and more turbulent, and even turned into a sea of ​​green flesh and blood.

Witnessing all this, the old wizard Heyman completely lost his ability to think.

He could only stare blankly at this scene, letting knowledge chase his soul, which was a curse from a real person and a curse from witnessing gods.

Reason is getting farther and farther away from him.

Faith is getting closer and closer to him!

In the fervent belief, scarlet tentacles bloomed around him, devouring him and dragging him into the thick earth.

This is shelter from real people!

At this moment, not only him, but also those demigods who have become otherworldly, also sensed the distance from reason in horror.

They fled wildly into all dimensions, trying to avoid this pollution.

At this time, the only people who can maintain rational existence are the old gods and angels.

In the eyes of all beings, this battle of gods seems to have fallen into a fierce battle, but the old gods are sensitive to find that the breath of the **** of dawn is rapidly declining.

This is a sign of defeat.

But no one was shaken.

"Real people, things have come to this point, it's meaningless for you and me to fight again, it's better to stop here!"

The voice of the God of Dawn echoed above the ruins.

Is this an admission of defeat?

A sneer appeared on the faces of the old gods who were responding to the attack of the two great old masters.

"It's okay to stop, leave the mechanical undead divinity!"

The real person responded.

The God of Dawn fell silent.

The flesh and blood on the ruins became more and more rampant, and in the claws and claws, it devoured the virus that constituted the dawn.

Outside of this ruin, the space that is difficult for spirit vision to see is slowly dislocating, independent of the magical continent Zosik.

This is the blockade of real people.

It is also the key to the God of Dawn's proposal to reconcile.

In essence, in the outer, more secret cages, weaving out silently.

This is a colosseum woven by the gods maliciously.

They are forcing the truth and dawn with their actions, and the winner must be decided.

The strokes are silent, and the green tide is green.

Under the malicious wear of time, the viruses that constitute the **** of dawn are getting fewer and fewer, but the eyes of the gods are getting brighter and brighter.

When the last dawn virus died quietly, the world was silent!

The **** of the corpse who was attacking frantically suddenly calmed down at this moment, and Krasin, who was roaming in the nightmare of all beings, also stopped his steps!

There are more than many old gods who yearn for the fisherman's profit. The **** of the corpse is already greedy and eager!

He, who holds the authority over corpses, frantically searches for the appearance of precious collections.

So he saw it.

Seeing the virus at the last moment representing the dawn, it collapsed into a bit of absolute darkness.

The darkness was small at first, but in the blink of an eye, it expanded wildly, swallowing everything!

Even the dislocated space shatters and collapses in the dark.

"This is…"

This scene shocked the gods!

From this extreme darkness, they felt the power of [Old Dominator, Dark Silent, Curse Kun].

Ning Xiuyuan, who was always vigilant, also felt his scalp tingle at this moment.

A doubt that troubled the heart was solved at this moment.

He finally knew, who was that eye in the Holy Book of Dawn?

That is the old ruler, the Eye of Destruction, Saigea, between the dead and the rebirth!

He is the descendant of [Dark Silent One Curse Xie Kun].

The original, the original God of Dawn dominates an old ruler.

In the throbbing and terror, the madly expanding darkness swept away the flesh and virus on the ruins!

Also swept away the true master!

The world is quiet.

Is everything... over?

The gods stood still.

Infinite chills grew out of their hearts, and unspeakable joy reverberated in their souls.

Fortunately, they did not take the opportunity to attack Dawn.

Otherwise, you will not die, and you will also have to peel off the skin.

"what?"

I don't want to, at this moment, the gods raised their eyebrows.

I saw that in the absolute darkness, a touch of oozing gray suddenly appeared, which was the erosion of fantasy.

In the mottled fantasy, the disappearing real person swims back from the long river of time.

It's just that the absolute darkness and turbulent river greatly damaged the strength of the real person, and he actually fell into the realm of the servant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the hideous flesh and blood could not hide his fearful heart.

He climbed up the bank of time in horror and escaped into the broken dream!

"A wax figure of the past?"

"Time Sturgeon?"

The scene where real people climbed the bank of time made the gods amazed and sighed!

As expected of the gods who ruled the two old rulers, how could they escape from such a desperate situation?

Wandering in the past and the future, the God of Sequence, who has always placed himself in the superposition of "existence" and "non-existence", quietly raised his brows.

As the controller of the authority of time and space, He smelled the taste of controlling time.

This is by no means something that simple high-level features can do!

Only divinity can return to the self in death.

If this is the divinity, then add the plague divinity and consciousness divinity (the emptiness of the universe), wouldn't real people control at least three complete divinities?

This discovery made his heart beat uncontrollably.

The question is, how did the power of the real person suddenly decline to the realm of the servant of the gods?

bait?

Do not!

Dawn holds the authority of [Entropy Decay];

It devours all matter and energy with [absolute darkness].

Then the real people at this time, even if they break free from death, will inevitably be cursed by the dawn, so it is completely understandable that they fall into decline for a short time.

At this point, the God of Sequence suddenly used his hidden authority to deduce the future. After it was determined that the real human realm at this time had indeed declined to the realm of the Servant of God, his body immediately disappeared.

unexpectedly!

In this snap of fingers, someone was already one step ahead of him.

In the phantom dreamland where the real person escaped, the phantom land suddenly split open and swallowed the real person.

"Mother Earth"

The **** of dawn screamed.

Absolute darkness rushes towards the real people, trying to kill the Mother Earth before her.

"The conspirators will eventually be attacked by the conspiracy, the **** of dawn, I will accept this generous gift."

The mother of the earth, who merged into the fantasy land, issued an earthquake-like sarcasm, and in ecstasy, reached the real person and opened her huge mouth.

At this moment, the gods who came together even saw the real person disintegrate into a virus in the sky again, trying to avoid the swallowing of the mother of the earth.

This scene caused endless regret in the hearts of the gods!

They only hesitated a step;

Just want to wait and see again;

Just wanted to be more sure about the situation.

Unexpectedly, it was this mortal's flick of a flick of hesitation that made them forever lose the divinity of the most wonderful treasure in the world.

"The fish is hooked, real people."

With a cry of joy, the gods' frantic journey stopped abruptly.

The real person who disintegrated into an infinite virus unexpectedly poured into the fissure of the earth at this moment.

Absolute darkness followed, enveloping the land of fantasy.

"conspiracy?"

A surprised voice came, and then it turned into a calm mockery.

"It's useless, Dawn! At this moment, I am the land of dreams, and the land of dreams is also..."

The proud announcement came to an abrupt end.

as if slumbering;

It seemed to fall into…death again.

Silently.

The gods were stunned!

They looked at this scene in disbelief, their hearts were beating like a drum, and their breath was suffocating!

Could it be that this alliance of the gods has always been the conspiracy and calculation of the God of Dawn?

This... how is this possible?

Even if the God of Dawn is in charge of doom and fate, it is impossible to control the gods, let alone influence the choices of the gods.

This is not at all something that the old persona can do.

Or did the real man and the God of Dawn reach a secret agreement during the battle to lay down this insidious and cunning death trap?

Who steps in first, who is unlucky?

Countless thoughts burst out of the minds of the gods.

Various possibilities are in play.

They didn't even dare to participate in the snatch, for fear that this would be another arrangement, a joint effort between a real person, the God of Dawn, and even the Mother Earth.

Do not!

This could not be the deceitful death of the Mother Earth.

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Once the gods misjudge the situation, the inertial impact will be fatal!

In fact, the gods have already begun to do so.

The Church of the Gods received the oracle's will almost at the same time.

A large number of low-level superhumans were sent to the Mother Earth Mission, which was both a test and a preliminary preparation.

On the barren land where Zosik leads to the dreamland, there is only a thin layer of absolute darkness that shrouds the land.

The wind murmured, and the earth murmured.

Countless loathsome creatures hide in the dark horns, casting their greedy and hateful gazes here.

Waiting for the counterattack of the Mother Earth.

I hope that I can share a little bit of carrion.

Chapter end