Presented in front of Rope was a young girl.

The face has some characteristics of the essence of the forest, pale hair, pale pupils, "pure white" like death, and the appearance of Inzaen Nibia is beautiful from the perspective of human aesthetics. asphyxia.

But the facial expressions are boring.

——Another girl with three unrelated lines.

"not bad."

Rope, who was soaked in the peak of his face value, would not be surprised by this, but finally nodded, agreeing with Inzaen Nibia's human form.

It is conceivable that from now on, the guardian of dreams, the fantasy species that brings death, will be the special human form.

"All in all, since I can't determine the location of Ocan, move towards the center of the continent. There should be some gains during the period."

"Yes."

The misty three-no girl stepped forward.

Puff through.

In this era, even human children can't make mistakes. After the famous fantasy seed condenses into a human form, the first action turned out to be flat.

The scene became a little weird.

Nibia's face was buried in the dust and said muffledly.

"Please forgive me for my gaffe. I'm not used to the manipulation of this body. I will adjust it right away..."

She has always been floating, flowing, and suddenly using her hands and feet, she will of course not be used to it.

But fortunately, it is a fantasy species, its adaptability has completely reached the level of abnormality, and it can be adjusted freely in minutes.

Even the dust on the delicate face was wiped off by the elves.

Rope smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"That's pretty good, Nibia, I don't mean to be ironic, it's really good."

"...Your happiness is my goal."

Somehow, Rope heard that Nibia was embarrassed.

It turns out that my own apostle is so interesting...

Miscalculation.

The two of them were walking in the mountains, not at all speed, and they soon climbed over several large mountains.

More and more battlefields were unfolding in front of Rope, the crashed Mori Jing grass dome ship was absorbing the nightmare seed healed by "stained blood", and the giant species at a glance.

The white-haired girl dragged a wounded and crippled giant into the "small world" and swept her gaze sharper than a falcon to somewhere in the distance, and said.

"My lord, it's a fleet of goblins."

The heavy industrial steel battleship is a unique weapon of the goblin species.

A long time ago, even the grass dome ships of the Mori species were born after suffering the loss of the steel battleship in the war, and then gradually became the mainstream combat power of the Mori species.

The distance was densely packed, with hundreds of fleets approaching, carrying hot exhaust gas and plenty of ammunition.

What can be sensed is the breath of several fantasy species.

"Finally can't sit still." Rope was not surprised.

"Nibbia, inform our fantasies, let them not indulge in fighting with giants, their real work is coming soon."

"Yes."

The march of destruction is about to reach its most ardent rhythm.

Chapter 74 The Demon God and the Giant King

There is such an interesting saying in Rope's original world.

"I don't know what will happen in the third world war, but I know that the fourth world war will be a beating of sticks and stones."

Nuclear **** has firmly bound the world together, and either everyone is in peace or everyone will die together.

Humans alone have created such a terrible war hypothesis. If humans are replaced with other creatures, even a fantasy race that feels absurd in the imagination, then the war between them is definitely far more terrifying than nuclear bombs.

The fact is also true.

After the war between the God of Disaster and the God of Forge began, the Nightmare Species, the Mori Species, the Mechanics Species, the Giant Species, the Goblin Species, and the Fantasy Species wrestled with each other, setting off a wave of destruction that lasted for a month on the second continent of the battlefield.

Wave after wave, without even free time.

The surface of the continent has been chipped away, and there are pits and pits everywhere. The sea level dropped several meters out of thin air, and the sea water seemed to have evaporated.

This is still a situation where the various races deliberately kept their hole cards and did not adopt a large-scale destruction trick.

Both sides are waiting in the battle while waiting, waiting for the enemy's judgment to make a mistake, so that the other side can win the most brilliant result in one fell swoop.

Thanks to this idea, the Second Continent miraculously maintained its basic structure without being crushed.

But this situation will not last long. The war is heating up, and there is a tendency to become more and more frantic on both sides.

It is precisely because of this that, one of the gods of the camp leader, Rope tried to find the **** of forging Okan before everything broke out, and then solved the war from the source.

Without Okan's "God Furnace" and the forging inspiration that gave the goblin species, those creatures were just flies playing around at will, and even the activation of "Marrow Burst" would become difficult.

This world can be considered bad for eight lifetimes. From top to bottom, no race has ever cared about the world from top to bottom. On the contrary, the **** of calamity from the outside has always tried to keep the least damage and doesn’t want to end up like biting countless apples. world.

——Sigh.

...

Far away from the biggest battlefields, the second continent is close to the center.

When Luo Pei traveled here, there was no longer a "road" in the conventional sense.

There was surging magma everywhere, the tongue of fire, and even the ore was burnt red and shiny. If "Burner" Ketugya was present, the red-haired girl would definitely like this environment.

Relying on the judgment of the topography, Rope confirmed that he was getting closer and closer to Okan.

The "God Furnace" is what the **** of forging extracts the flames in the center of the planet, and the hot burning is synonymous with it-after all, "forging" cannot be achieved without "heat".

"The disgusting "behind-the-scenes" **** spirit species, if the opponent is Arthus, there is no need for such troublesome things as war, the first time you will ecstatically choose "one-on-one" against me..."