Chapter 1734? I am professional!

Death is something that no creature is willing to accept.

The same is true of the evil spirits.

Although, to a certain extent, it is not dead.

However, the pain caused by ‘death’ is really there. It is the inability of the upper evil spirits to escape and refuse. It is like facing Boss. It must be tolerated.

However, one thing is different, it can't resist in the face of its own Boss.

Can face the guys who gave it death...

It wants the **** to know that it is not something that anyone can kill.

The upper evil spirit licked his teeth, and the right hand grabbed the vine on his chest. Then, just like this, he turned the vine around his body, and the left hand, already prepared, grabbed the remaining vines. .

Then, force it!

boom!

With a handful of mud, the vines were uprooted.

Everyone who can see the roots of the vines is involuntarily exclaimed.

Because, that root is actually a ... head!

Without the head of the hair, a piece of fiber is born from the hair follicle, and 'twisted' into a dry vine.

Moreover, this head is still 'live'.

The other side stared and looked at the evil spirits.

"Ignorant spoiler, who are you?"

The other party’s voice was arrogant and indifferent, and when it was just opened, it took a condescending feeling.

If it is in peacetime, the upper evil spirit does not mind giving the other person a foot first, and then smashing the other party, but at this time, it represents Boss, representing the 'fog god', and naturally should have a corresponding manner. .

Under the watchful eyes of a group of ‘fog gods’ believers, there was a trace of grief on the face of the evil spirits.

"A lost lamb, are you stuck in the fog?"

"Don't be jealous, don't be afraid, please remember the name of my master."

"You will get salvation!"

The upper evil spirit said while releasing his hands and turning around, it untied the bond.

Not only that, but it also smashed the head and gently wiped the dirt on the other's face with his sleeve.

"I know the taste of frozen soil."

"It's cold?"

"Don't worry, you won't feel cold anymore."

He took the head and said face-to-face, eye-to-eye equality, and the evil spirit said softly.

Even if the other vines continue to puncture and slap the evil spirits, the voice has no resentment.

Mild and gentle.

Just like...

sunlight!

There is still a cold underground base, which seems to be illuminated by the warm sun of winter, full of warmth.

Looking at this scene, the believers of the 'God of the Mist' have tears in their eyes.

There is no need for more words and gestures. The believers have bowed to the ground and prayed devoutly the name of the ‘Mist of the Mist.’

This is the **** of our faith.

Kindness, compassion.

Maybe sometimes acting extreme.

but……

I am afraid it is a last resort, right?

After all, the gods have lost their eyes and ears, and as believers, what do they deserve?

What's more, are we not living?

that's enough.

The front is arbitrarily hurt, but the face does not change color, but also a gentle, warm-hearted smile ‘herer’.

Surrounded by devout to almost fanatical believers.

The ‘head skull’ held in the hands of the evil spirits was stunned.

Isn't the "God of the Mist" a little evil god?

Don't say that it is comparable to God of War and Ms. Disaster, even if they exist like this.

Because of this, it will get the news that the ‘Mist of the Mist’ has been seriously injured and choose to attack the first time.

It wants to swallow each other.

Get the authority of the other party and expand to your own authority.

The devotees of the other believers are extended to their own believers.

In this way, it can definitely become the leader among them.

Perhaps it is still not comparable to the God of War and Ms. Wang, but it has greater potential. At least, if there is any chance, it may become the second Ms.

Everything that seems to be in front of us seems to be telling it that the ‘fog god’ that it has learned in the past is not true.

At least, it doesn't have such a 'creator'.

It can also be sure that the few guys around do not have such a 'creator', and it is certain that this is not what the guys pretend.

Because, it feels in the other person's body, the other party has an unparalleled devout and abandon all belief in a certain existence!

Such piety, such beliefs, will not appear on such guys.

It will only appear on the most fanatical believers.

Such believers will inevitably become their messengers.

Unfortunately……

It does not have such a messenger.

Not only it, but the few guys around it can't.

The Temple of War may have.

Ms. Kuai may also have.

but……

It is absolutely impossible for those messengers to have the strength of the immediate ambassador.

The strength of the messenger is a small part of its own, and most of it is given.

To put it simply, whether the messenger is strong or not has a great relationship with the gods who are believed.

The powerful messenger in front of me reflects the ‘fog god’ that has been ignored by them. It is quite powerful!

Of course, it should not be possible to surpass the God of War and the Ms.

Because the messenger in front of me should be the kind of madman who is in perfect harmony with the ‘fog god’.

Do not!

It is no longer just a messenger.

But...

Dear!

hateful!

Really lucky guy!

Why don't I have such a believer?

Why don't I have the right leader?

The skull is full of cockroaches.

However, it stopped.

After knowing that this ‘the avatar’ can’t get what you want, why bother?

Moreover, offending a powerful alien is not a wise move.

It and a few other gods need an ally.

A seriously wounded, weak ‘fog god’ is certainly not qualified.

A powerful ‘fog god’ is qualified.

After all, they have the same enemy.

"As a leader of the "God of the Mist", you must be ignorant of the current Sika?"

The head adjusted its tone and started again.

I certainly don't know.

I want to know, do you think you can still speak?

The upper part of the evil spirits has a belly, and the smile on the face is more and more gentle.

"I know some."

"The believers of the Lord need the protection of the Lord."

"So, I am here."

The upper evil spirit said, looking at the believers who were kneeling on the ground, the softness in the eyes, and the tears of the believers who were touching them.

Naturally, the hearts of these believers are more and more determined.

"The Lord of Supreme!"

"Please listen to the prayers I wait for, I will follow your will, despise your greatness, hold your name, will shine in the world, and everything we give you..."

The prayer sounded again.

However, this time of prayer is not like a confession, with prayers.

It is a kind of gratitude from the heart.

Subtle changes bring about qualitative changes.

Feel the power of pure faith, the head is more and more embarrassed.

This makes it uncontrollable.

"You can't change to survive without a blind escape!"

"I became, we all sneaked out of your god, and made it always weak, but it has now exposed its own strength."

"Do you think that the two guys will still sit and watch your gods continue to 'watch"?"

Speaking of the end, the head sneered again and again.

How did the God of War and Ms. Ji’s face sit on the exposed ‘fog god’?

I am afraid that some clues have been discovered before, and this has led to corresponding temptations.

And the ‘God of the Mist’ does not want to sit still, and will send his own ‘眷者’ to wait for himself here.

And, enough ‘forces’ have been prepared!

Look at the poor mortals. At this time, I am afraid I can’t wait to die for the ‘Mist of the Mist.’

Xiao En Xiaohui is the guy who was bought, really... sad!

I think that I have seen all the heads, and I stare at the evil spirits.

"My Lord, very powerful!"

"But my Lord needs too much scruples."

"I am waiting for the Lamb in the fog, it is my Lord's greatest concern. My Lord has abandoned his eyes and abandoned both ears. It is for me to wait, and now I have to fight for me..."

The voice of the evil spirits choked.

It trembled all over the body, trying to close his eyes, hoping to suppress the flow of tears, but all the people saw the tears of the upper evil spirits across the cheeks.

They stared at it all.

The heart of this excitement broke out completely at this moment.

They burst into tears.

They all know that their Lord has forsaken their eyes and ears for them, but they have never felt pain at this moment.

It is all about protecting us.

It is all about protecting us.

and……

Now, fight again to protect us.

And what about us?

Except for praying here, can you do nothing?

Do not!

can not be like this!

A believer wearing a leather armor with a long sword and a similar guardian raised his head. His eyes were firmer than ever, and his eyes revealed his determination to go forward.

"Adult, I am willing to follow the footsteps of my Lord."

"My Lord is willing to fight for me."

"I will die for my main effect!"

After that, the guard pulled out the long sword, grabbed the blade with his left hand, and pulled the right hand of the hilt, and suddenly, the blood poured out and the sword was dyed red.

oath!

This is the oath of the ‘Mist of the Mist.’

And this is like a domino effect. The surrounding guards took the oath and took the oath. Some of the remaining believers took out the dagger. They did not bite their fingers without a dagger.

The swearing oaths began to sound in the underground temporary positions.

"I want to follow my father's footsteps!"

"My Lord is willing to fight for me!"

"I will die for my main effect!"

......

A firm voice.

With a determination to go forward.

And such determination is the most direct force of faith in the eyes of the head.

More pure than before.

Even, hey!

Damn it!

The head of the heart is once again stunned, and I don’t want to stay any longer.

“‘The God of the Mist” is willing to join our resistance?”

Asked the other party.

The upper evil spirits slightly decapitated.

In the face of the adversary evil spirits, the other party left the hands of the evil spirits when they rolled over. When they fell into the ground, they disappeared into the land after a slight creep.

"Then fall tomorrow night, go to the residence of Viscount Sika!"

"There will be our meeting place!"

When it was about to disappear, this sound was introduced into the ears of the evil spirits.

The evil spirits watched the disappearance of the other party.

The believers around, after the head disappeared, looked at the evil spirits.

"Adult, what are we doing now?"

The young guy who stood up first asked.

"Of course it is to treat your injuries."

"My Lord protects everyone, but he can't help everyone's self-harm."

The upper evil spirits did not change color.

If it can, it doesn't mind to make a miracle for his Boss, but unfortunately, although it is almost immortal, it is not good at treatment.

Especially for the treatment of humans.

It is, after all, an evil spirit.

It is already an odd number to like to bask in the sun.

If you know how to treat...

It is probably suspected that the previous assassin's memory is false.

In order not to damage the face of Boss, it has to be said to be more skillful.

Boss is protecting you, but you are hurting yourself, but not the scope of Boss protection.

Such an excuse is easy to convince people.

Just like raising vigilance can prevent accidents, but if you die, you can't be vigilant.

For this reason, we have the unanimous trust of the believers present.

When everyone was simply bandaging, the upper evil spirits came to the young guards who caught its attention.

"Sergey."

The upper evil spirit is called the other party.

After entering here, the upper evil spirits have already remembered the names of almost everyone.

This ability is innate.

Both the memory of the assassin and the talent of evil spirits.

"grown ups."

The young man who had been bandaged immediately came over and respectfully returned to the ceremony.

The identity of the prostitute is enough for all those who believe in the 'fog god' to respect the upper evil spirits.

"Gather my main believers here as soon as possible."

"The war is inevitable."

"We have to be prepared for everything. This place will be a sanctuary for my main believers."

The upper evil spirit slowly said.

"Shelter?"

"Are we not fighting?"

A young man.

"Battle is my business."

"And your mission is to guard this place."

"Guarding those unarmed my followers."

The face of the evil spirit once again appeared in a sad and horrible look.

The young man shuddered, and he stared at the sly person in front of him, and gradually showed more admiration in his eyes.

If the previous respect is because of the strong strength and the identity of the protagonist, then the admiration at this time is because of the sacrifice that the upper evil spirit is about to make.

Yes, sacrifice!

In exchange for their own sacrifices in exchange for their living plans.

The battle of the gods, can mortals participate?

Therefore, he just reported the mortal heart.

The same is true for everyone else.

And now?

Everyone is staring at the evil spirits.

The words of the evil spirits have not been concealed, and almost everyone has heard them.

"grown ups!"

"grown ups!"

In an eager cry, the upper evil spirit waved his hand.

"I have prepared everything when I received my Lord's gift, just like you, but the difference is that I have burned into a torch and should be against the catastrophes and darkness."

"And you?"

"It's still a fire!"

"You will stay and spread the glory of my Lord throughout the whole of Aitand, the whole of the Northland."

"Let all the world remember, my true appearance!"

When the voice fell, the upper evil spirit raised his hands as if to embrace the sky, and an illusory image appeared on its head.

The wings that tear the sky are hot and long.

Puncture the double corners of the sky and spiral up.

Strong body, standing on the ground unyielding.

The wide black cloth covered the eyes and ears of the body, but did not cover the gentleness of his mouth, because in his hand, a small white flower was licking.

That flower is like everything about him!

All of him!

His, the whole world!

(End of this chapter)