Lord of the Witches

The ridiculous, funny and stenchy rotten universe, the singing rotten clan and the gods have withstood the "death camp" attack at this moment.

The decaying gods are so powerful that they hardly fear any faction in the mystery of boundlessness.

And they are all contaminated with the bad traits of the follower, and when they are engaged with the enemy, they often claim to be the "father" of the other party.

I also solemnly put forward the following logic: our father and **** are the fathers of the gods you believe in, so we are also your fathers.

There is no doubt that they are beaten everywhere.

It's just that the strength is too strong, plus it has reached a certain degree of immortality, so the rotting gods have almost no scruples.

But at this moment, they encountered the nemesis.

When the death camp collectively came down, their joyous and absurd singing stopped completely.

The first Reaper broke away from the divine conflict zone and came to the rotten world.

He looks like a tall man with a black robe and a sickle in his hands, his skin is pale but his dark circles are extremely serious. His appearance is a regular form of death, not uncommon.

But the divine breath he released showed that he was a "powerful death".

Tang Qi is always watching, and naturally he instantly knows his identity.

"The divine entity: the powerful death **** "Jiao" ascended at the end of the Mengmei period. He is an older member of the death camp and one of the most responsible members. He is in charge of the death of hundreds of millions of creatures in the thousands of universe dimensions... ."

Although the death that Tang Qi has seen is still not much, at the moment Tang Qi feels that he has discovered a small pattern.

The less the name of the **** of death, the stronger?

The honorable name is a single word of death, either a powerful death or ancient death.

When Tang Qi was thinking about whether to verify this rule, he saw the first death **** who came to the ground. After seeing the "death girl" bound to the giant bed, his face was extremely cold and he shot directly.

"Ru wait, it will be attributed to death."

"call"

A terrible scene with some kind of wonderful beauty staged silently.

The dark cold wind blew past, and at least tens of millions of decaying creatures fell down neatly like the harvested straw.

Not only can they no longer sing, but their strange activity begins to disappear.

It seems that it really turned into a lot of "rotten meat", and began to decay until white bones appeared, and then decayed in the wind, disappeared without a trace.

And this is just the beginning.

In the next black spots, more and more deaths broke away from the vortex of divinity and came to the decayed kingdom.

So Tang Qi's ear, suppressing the extreme cold voice of anger, one after another.

"Angry the deceased, it belongs to nothingness."

"Profane death, there will never be silence."

"Everything is dead, nothing is."

...

There are many great scholars and mystic scholars of various ethnic civilizations. They have guessed that if the gods of death no longer exercise their authority gently, they will be wrapped in anger and spreading death without care, what kind of damage will be caused.

Such conjectures are similar to topics such as "Ms. Dark Night Takes Back the Dark Night", "Mother Earth is in Sorrow", "Mother God no longer multiplies" and so on, and has always been popular.

Different scholars will have different views.

And now, Tang Qi saw it with his own eyes.

When the gods of death released death with no worries, what they watched, no matter what kind of life, began to die, and even with the wind of death blowing, it was extremely wiped out completely.

"Life is like grass mustard!"

In Tang Qi's heart, this thought suddenly arises.

Following the supernatural beings of the decaying father god, those clan and gods, because they are both rotten and alive, have achieved immortality.

It is a very old and strange "active breath", the source is obviously the master who claimed to be the father of all spirits.

Because of this state, the rotten gods have always been rampant.

From the beginning, the very powerful and bright Pope Charles I, but he could not help but know the difficulty of their second rot with the Ludwig symbiosis.

But now, their dependence is no longer valid.

In Tang Qi's eyes, tens of billions of decaying creatures were killed in the true sense of the death camp.

Among them, the rotten gods are also included.

They persevered for a long time, but there was still a "rotten spirit" one after another because of the fire set by the death gods and fell.

Despite this, the Decaying Faith has never flinched.

The same shocking picture, those absurdly funny and scary guys, knowing that as long as they prevent the gods of death from approaching the girl of death, they will be wiped out immediately.

But it was very weird, and no one quit.

The rotten life of all kinds of weird forms, the servants who hindered the coming of death.

Even if it disappears, there is no retreat.

"Sure enough, there is a **** system that has been inert from the origin, but it has not been destroyed. It must be special."

"This kind of crazy belief is also very rare in many **** factions."

"The gods like a bunch of hypocrites like the light camp are even more incomparable."

When Tang Qi whispered in his heart, his complexion gradually increased.

At the moment, it seems that the Reaper camp has the upper hand. Because the Decaying Gods do not dominate the town, and the restraint of the "Death Authority" on the "Decaying Authority", the latter's decay is much faster than the normal theology war.

Seeing that Bleachers were to win all-round, Tang Qi had a bad hunch in his heart.

That hunch soon became a reality.

In front of the giant membrane wrapped around the decaying father, dozens of powerful deaths headed by "delusion" directly tore a channel in the decaying battle array of rotting creatures with almost no end, and they moved to the giant bed.

The giant bed condensed by a large number of decaying artifacts would have attacked the invaders frantically, but as the dozen or so figures appeared, the giant bed immediately began to decay.

Without even issuing the first attack, it turned into a thin piece of huge gray-black paper, and shattered and disappeared.

"Hella, let's go home."

Somewhat unexpectedly, the voice of the powerful death "delusion" is very young and very gentle.

If you only listen to this sentence, no one can imagine anyone. He once wiped out tens of millions of decaying lives.

"let's go!"

"Leave, I hate here."

"We should go, I believe they have felt the taste of death."

"I have an ominous sign, let's go."

A group of deaths who have been defeated by the decaying gods have surrounded them, and they will leave the battlefield with the dead girl Hella.

This scene is enough to prove that the death camp really does not like war.

It's just a pity that they can't leave smoothly.

The reason why the Bleach camp can destroy the rotten gods so quickly, except that the latter is still autistic.

Another reason is that there were a dozen or so decaying deities who had reached the "powerful" level before and chose to sacrifice themselves, thereby drilling a hole in the giant membrane that wrapped the father.

They succeeded, and the incredibly strong stench and rotten phantom gas surging thinly.

Inside the film, Yi Tuo couldn't imagine how huge a "rot body", and opened his eyes completely at this moment.

His eyes were originally focused on the boundless mystery, the rotting of life in countless worlds.

But just at the moment when the gods of death were about to leave, he looked at the gods of death.

The rotting universe is solidified again.

The gods of death immediately discovered that they could not move away.

They turned their heads and watched the narrow gap that was originally cracking.

Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

In the rotten universe, there seemed to be a low, evil, dissolving soul drum. In the loud noise, the bodies of the gods of death were fixed in place.

They watched a pair of highly decayed arms that seemed to exist forever, tearing the gap completely.

"boom!"

The gods of death saw it, and Tang Qi saw it.

Among the broken giant membranes, a giant rotting and roaring giant was staring at them.

He seemed to be in the deepest part of the boundless mystery. All things, the universe or other things, were spinning and dissolving in front of him, melting into one with him and rotting together.

He seems to be the source of everything, his ancient unimaginable.

He is like a "collection" of rotting flesh and blood in this world, which is a chaotic mess that cannot be looked directly at, and is not known as a boiling giant.

Time, or space, is meaningless to Him.

He is ancient, horrible, and great.

"Rotten Father!"

Including Tang Qi, I couldn't help but spit out the name.

Then, the scenes that made the gods of death change their faces appeared in the middle of both sides.

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And accompanied by the turbulent color of chaos, forming an ancient to extreme contract.

There is content that has been "forgotten" by the gods of death: the camp of the **** of death must not invade the rotting universe!

They broke the contract, so the contract is being torn up at the moment.

When the contract that existed since the Genesis era completely disappeared, a deep, hoarse voice sounded through the rotting universe.

He was just out of inertia, but he knew instantly what happened.

"My children... dedicated to a dead girl... is she my bride?"

"...So you can't take her away...don't disobey your father."

"boom"

Every sentence spit out by the master level spirit has the power to speak with the law.

The "Death Girl Hella", who was about to be rescued and left, disappeared in the blink of an eye in the blink of an eye.

When it reappeared, she was pinched in the palm of a rotten palm.

"Disgusting and ugly..."

Hella's insults were too late to finish, and her form began to change.

Visible to the naked eye, a dead girl disappears and is replaced by a huge and beautiful black flower with a strong divine taste.

"From now on, I am not her father, I am her husband."

"It's so beautiful, like...who looks like it? Red? Or black? I've been rotting for too long, and some memories have been rotten."

The words fell, and the rotten hand held the flowers transformed by Hella, and sent them deep into his body.

That picture is not like marrying a bride at all, it's more like swallowing each other.

When this scene happened, the cold wind that had stopped was flooded with death breeze, and began to blow again.

And, gradually change towards the storm.

ps: There will still be.

(End of this chapter)