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Facing Ning Xiuyuan's doubts, the tramp breathed more and more quickly, like a dying struggle before drowning.

"No creature can continue to exist after carrying me, that is death out of time! But Abbe's body has been resurrected and continued!"

The tramp calmed up in a short breath:

"In the name of deceit, blasphemy against the power of death, this is a power that the mechanical undead **** never has, my disciple, you never thought about it, why can you do it?"

Ning Xiuyuan frowned.

What does this have to do with computer viruses?

"You mean...personality?"

With his thoughts flickering, Ning Xiuyuan suddenly realized something.

If the realm determines the lower limit, then the person defines the upper limit.

In the records of the Dawn Church, the highest power limit for disease fraudsters is immortality!

All resurrection is a cure for dying.

After all, in the eyes of different people, the definition of death is different.

In the definition of the plague **** Hasturuk, the definition of death is obviously more demanding!

——That is death out of time.

But he was still able to resurrect Father Gaskell.

It is true that at that moment the entire territory of the Clemens area fell, which became his blasphemy ritual, which enabled him to reach a true demigod in power.

But the resurrection of the deceased out of time is still beyond the limit of power.

He can do this without any explanation other than personality.

"The **** of mechanical undead holds part of the power of death. This is the root of those despicable things that give up their bodies and continue to exist."

"On this land full of ulcers and sores called cities, in this city full of rotting and profane creations, only death is the antidote to all diseases!!!"

"Apostle who walks this rotten kingdom for me, lead these filthy and cold things, break free from the cage of time, and get rid of continued suffering!"

"They will be in peace on the other side of time, thank you for your salvation!"

The tramp looked crazy.

He is like a drunk before he died, feeling the warmth of returning to the light in the extreme cold.

In the whisper, his face was frozen with a happy smile.

"Yes, they will die, thank me for my salvation, the great plague god..."

Ning Xiuyuan, who was listening, quietly covered his face with corpses, but he didn't realize it, repeating it feverishly.

It's just that this kind of enthusiasm has not yet continued, and his figure fades suddenly, like a dark silhouette.

"Da da……"

There was a sound of footsteps, and Ning Xiuyuan, who looked back for a long time, replaced the present with his past body, and stepped back into the alley.

He looked at the dead tramp, his eyes flickering.

He didn't know, it was the **** of plague, Hasturük, who stretched his consciousness and inadvertently polluted him?

Or was it deliberate?

But at this time the answer is no longer important.

The important thing is that the rumors are true, and the **** of plague, Hasturuk, is one of the most sinister rulers of the past.

With his thoughts flickering, Ning Xiuyuan sighed, and his figure gradually faded.

The next second, he appeared in Gilbert Dreamland.

He decided to copy the Dreamland Trail, head to a nearby city, tie up a few immortals, and commission JJH to help him develop a computer virus.

"No wonder Nedhar and the others are unwilling to land here..."

Ning Xiuyuan, who was still standing in the deep alley, raised his right hand, a tingling sensation blooming in the palm of his hand, it was the erosion of rain.

Acid rain under heavy pollution!

Looking around, Gilbert's Dreamland maintained its appearance as a city, but the turbid acid rain that kept falling from the Wumengmen sky reminded Ning Xiuyuan of the special place here.

Under the corrosion of rain, the building land is piled up like foam, eroding continuously, but inadvertently recovering as usual.

Ning Xiuyuan didn't want to explore the special place here.

He gently pushed the deep alley next to him, and the moment his palm touched the wall, a door flashed out, the door opened and closed, and the wall returned to its original state.

Ning Xiuyuan, who was hiding in the safe house, chanted [Enkai] entry spell in a low voice.

With the sound of the curse that belonged to the **** of toads, a ripple of time and space, like a curtain wall, poured out in front of him.

Ning Xiuyuan stepped out one step, the figure's breath completely disappeared in the dreamland.

Enkai is still dark.

The invisible son who perceives the visitor has not yet welcomed the audience, and the visitor has already arrived at the Toad Palace, and visits the toad **** Sato Guya.

"Hululu..."

It seemed as if the babble in a dream sounded above the corroded Toad Palace.

"Crazy! Chaos! Joke! Primitive! Conspiracy! This is the breath of Nyarlatotepu, have you still sacrificed to the omnipotent Emerald Mother after all?"

To Ning Xiuyuan's expectation, he had just taken out the prisoners tied from the earth and was about to make sacrifices when the voice of Sato Guya, the **** of toads, sounded faintly.

"The breath of Nyarlatotepu? Great Satogua, are you right?"

Ning Xiuyuan, who was standing in front of the Toad Palace, looked surprised and uncertain.

"Wish is my authority, creation is my way, all beings and everything are under my thoughts, the breath of Nyarlatotepu, born out of chaos, is too special~lightnovelpub.net~ I did not give it. Sacrifice to the Virgin of the Emerald Green."

"Hululu..."

In the dark Enkai land, a stench suddenly rippled.

I saw that in front of the corroded temple, Satogua, the **** of toads, emerged from nothing, suddenly condensed.

The weird tongue hanging between the fat lips quivered slightly, like the tail of a rattlesnake.

——The smelly wind came from the tip of the tongue.

"I can feel the smell of chaos and madness. He is hiding himself... Let me think about which clone?"

As the God of Toad's tongue was shaking, the voice of doubt also flowed from his fat lips.

"He has too many clones, maybe going out and taking a look is the wisest choice."

Sato Guya, the **** of toads, said, his huge body suddenly turned into a stream of light, and it fell on Ning Xiuyuan's shoulders, like a three-legged golden toad.

It's just that he just squatted firmly, Ning Xiuyuan's body suddenly turned into a phantom, but he left in a dislocation of time and space.

In the next second, Ning Xiuyuan's figure appeared in Wuzhang on the left.

But what makes his scalp numb is that on his shoulders, the pocket-sized toad **** Satogua is still squatting steadily, seeming to be in "sacred laziness" all the time.

A pair of swollen spherical eyes half-open and half-closed, weird tongues, almost hanging on his clothes.

This scene drove Ning Xiuyuan completely mad. Numerous tentacles protruded from his left eye socket. With a "pop", the cross-stripe sheep pupil crawled out of the eye socket, revealing layers of mouthparts, facing the **** of shoulder toad. roar.

The tyrant's power also waved, twisting the distance between the **** of toad and Ning Xiuyuan's shoulders.

"Hululu..."

"The real person, if you are afraid, I can hide."

When the sound fell, Ning Xiuyuan's various powers, like deep sea tentacles, withdrew back to his body in hesitation.

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