The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

Even if his mother, Rose, came here personally, it might be difficult to recognize the current Walsgaard. There is only one tentacle left, and the length is half shorter. The compound eyes on one side have been completely smashed, leaving only a **** flesh of flesh, just looking like people feel the heart twitching pain. Its mantis-like insect blade was also broken, and the other one seemed to be intact, and the edge of the blade was also covered with pits.

Its body seems to be carved out of precious stones and precious metals, and the purple-gold carapace, like works of art, has been covered with all kinds of scratches and dents, and some wounds can't be seen at all. It even includes several penetrating injuries. The shell was covered with various smokey and smoky stains. The insect wings that should fit perfectly on the back even twitched, but they couldn't fit together, obviously they were seriously injured and could not move freely. The shape of the tyrant who is so gorgeous that the blood of the dog is blind, and the eyes of the dog is naturally gone. If you speculate a bit more viciously, you might even think that this fat insect is a waste of the power of nine cattle and two tigers. From which beak escaped.

Of course, in this world, there is no bird that can prey on pit lords like this large bug, but this does not make Walsgard's mood better. His heart was full of panic and panic, coupled with humiliation and madness, like a headless fly, striding in the dark underground channel.

Hanging down the stalactite and moist moss on the stone wall, the moonlight moss between the cracks shimmered in the light and dark, the moist space mixed with the rust of the rusty earth circulates in this space, especially chaotic. Dirty. In this turbid and narrow passage, there is a giant insect with wounds running wildly in the pig, and there is a turbid and painful breath flowing in the huge tone, and the small animals living in various rock cracks are frightened. Run away.

This scene, put in the monster film without stunt rendering, is enough to bring a heavy childhood shadow to the poor children, from then on will the cute and cute silly sweethearts change jobs into bear children who are too much for dogs. If you embark on a path of revenge against society, you can only look at one destiny.

Of course, as the protagonist of the monster horror movie, the current Walsgaard is very sad. Walsgaard is in pain, and Walsgaard is still angry, but none of this is of any use. The two sisters who are related by blood are very important and are "competent" in various senses. He also suffered a serious injury, and several wounds were caused by some ancient magic power. The obvious damage to himself was irreversible permanent damage. Even if it is wrapped in the shadow lair of Minas Cave for a few months, it will not be completely cured. Not to mention how my eager brothers, when they learned that they were seriously injured and lost their "capable" twin sisters with left and right hands, how they reacted when they learned that they were seriously injured.

More importantly, after paying so much, I didn't get the benefits of fart. Kazan, the most important ally, the king of the plague, is also an employer who should pay his own salary, and it is also a boom. That is the true God of the earth. In theory, it should be the same as the heaven and the earth. Actually, if we say so, it will disappear. It turned out to be like this. Only pay, no rewards, only obligations, no gains, where is this like what a crypt lord should do? As long as you are serious about makeup, you may be eligible to volunteer at the elementary school and medical hall of the Great Church!

"Kazan, you idiot! God is so mixed up with you that you might as well crash into the world tree!" The thought of his tragic ally, Volsgard's forehead with broken tentacles seemed to be burning. Under the circumstances of being intolerable, of course, the guy who had already died had to bear the blame. Anyway. As a true god, he can still die, so he should not dare to give any opinion even if he is back.

Of course, perhaps the pain from all over his body made his spiritual sense much worse than before, and the Crypt Lord did not notice a figure standing on the cliff of the passage. Just passed the other side.

This man was dressed in black, his head was standing tall, his posture was upright, obviously he had already set up a very flamboyant shape, just waiting for this big bug to appear in his sight. He seemed to have never expected that the other party was so incomprehensible, even turning his eyelids off. I didn't even look at myself at all.

His tall body looked rickety, apparently given a heavy blow by a malicious from the big universe, and then coughed with a pretentious calm, a vigorous leap jumped up, and then the strength of the jump came out in the air A great arc. He made a graceful movement, like a spirit bird tumbling over the sky, falling down into the sky, standing directly in front of Walsgaard.

Crypt Lord finally noticed this person, and finally stood still. His tone contracted and twitched impatiently, and it took a while before he slowly uttered a murmuring word.

"It's you! Gulda." His attitude is very strange, complex tone, abnormal emotions, with a trace of familiar nature in alienation, but obvious vigilance in closeness, and a trace of disgust.

"Walshgard, the original and the strongest crypt lord. But what I see now seems to be a small animal that encounters natural enemies. What the **** happened? My little master, is What would make you so distraught? Where are the two beautiful little officials who are inseparable from you? "The words of the man known as Gulda sparkled with frivolous satire and sarcasm, and hatred was unbridled. If this guy is an ordinary person, he will be dragged into the corner of the wall early to beat the sap by virtue of the tone, movement and attitude of the speech.

"It's dead. It was buried by broken rubble and rocks, and even the bones could not be found." Unexpectedly, for the death of the two "capable" sisters, Walsgaard performed very well. Quite calmly: "Is the Crypt Lord dead in the earth, is it particularly ironic?"

"... yeah yeah, it's so pitiful." Gulda expressed his condolences to the two sisters of the Crypt Lord who died without even the lines, and then used the eagerness. The voice asked enthusiastically, "So, what about Kazan? What about Kazan?"

"Also dead." Walsgaard sneered, and the only compound eye left shuddered, seemingly looking forward to seeing the shaking ingredients on the other person's face, and he was not disappointed. After three minutes of silence, Gulda smiled and shook his head vigorously with artificial movements: "How is it possible? How is this possible? In terms of sense of humor. Your ability is really not good, my little master. "

"I really hate you calling me in this way. Since calling me" Master ", even if there is one-tenth sincerity, why not cut off an arm and let me taste it? The meaty taste of your fellow is What kind of thing. I've always wanted to taste it seriously. "

"Oh, that's really embarrassing. Although you are my cute little host, Walsgaard, but my big host is your mother. The lady needs a good I serve her, so I'm sorry for you Appetite. "Gulda patted his chest. A series of crazy smiles came out, and then he said: "So tell me, little master, where is the plague king?"

"So, it's dead."

"Oh, I'm not kidding you." Gulda said seriously: "I confess, that Kazan guy is just a lunatic who can't see the situation ..."

"Aren't you the same?"

"No, no, I'm a lunatic who can see the situation clearly. Uh, where are we talking about? Oh yes. Kazan. That guy is a lunatic who can't see the situation, a self-righteous fool, a crazy neuropath, he thought he It ’s a god. He thought he had taken the sacred personality, so he could sit on the bench with Ramheed, Beratmea, Parkens and even Rafael. He thought he called a large group of bones and cannon fodder, it really became The so-called Demon King. He was complacent because of other people's reference to the "Six Demon Gods", but he never thought of it ... "

"I didn't expect that the rest of the big guys didn't take him seriously at all. Even my father, who was not in the key, never regarded the humble mortal who had taken the gods as a clown and cannon fodder in front of the stage. "Walshgard interrupted the other person's words:" I already knew this, so I don't need to repeat it. Do you know why I hate dealing with lunatics like you most? It's too tiring to speak, and more importantly. You know Know, but never plan to change. "

"You must understand, my little master, is this a movie? If we don't pass the lines, the madman can't express our personalities to the public by gesture language alone." Gulda took a serious tone with a serious tone Authentic: "In short. Kazan is a fool. A clown in front of him who has gained dignity and power through strong luck. But anyway, such a clown is also a clown with the power of the true god. The magicians spent three thousand years. He ca n’t destroy him, nor can he be destroyed by establishing a country that belongs to them. This clown has been too arrogant recently and has provoked the whole world. It will fail, I have already predicted this. "

"Yes, so I listened to your guy's flicker and went to ally with him."

"And the other party is very welcoming, which shows that our" young "Holy See, although stupid and arrogant, is not too far to the point of not advancing and retreating. He is already prepared for failure, and of course has also found a way out. Appeal. A deity with a theoretical personality that is theoretically immortal and ready to retreat is of course likely to fail, just like our masters were defeated in the Qiming War, but it is absolutely impossible to destroy. "

"But the facts are the facts. He was destroyed like this. The fire was extinguished, the divine personality was stripped, and the dharma body was destroyed. As for the remaining mortal body, er, before he died, he did indeed send a message for help. But , That sad feeling of pain ... he seemed to be a salmon that was being scaled away for hiding. "The crypt lord flicked his only tentacles as if he was laughing at each other, as if at Feeling terrified, he was struggling hard with a chill: "What kind of tragedy did he suffer before he died ... To be honest, I don't want to know at all."

Gulda rolled his eyes and stared at the Crypt Lord covered with wounds and blood, and his face was unbelievable. After a long time, he finally shook his head carefully: "... Just, I Do not believe."

…… @ 0 &!

It took nearly three minutes for, and the Crypt Lord who had accumulated five stomachs and seven wounds had accumulated a belly of fire, which made it difficult to resist the urge to run wild. He shook the worm blade in his hand, as if he were a brave little boy who was folding himself with a dancer's folding knife.

"Aisin believe it or not .... Uh, believe it or not. Roll it up and see for yourself. I do n’t understand these things about you lunatics. I do n’t want to disturb anymore. This is the wreckage of Kazan you want, anyway. It's gnawing everywhere. "He threw a piece of meat still smelling **** in front of Gulda, and then quickly jumped over the other side, rushing deep into the shadow of the passage without looking back.

"You don't understand the world of lunatics, and I wasn't prepared to let you know!" Gulda roared loudly at the back of the crypt lord: "But lunatics can advance the world, as long as normal creatures like you follow my pace slowly Climb slowly, you will naturally see the peak. Why do n’t you understand this simple reason? Today you give up, you give up your dream, your future, your world! Doomed to become only one The rescue of medicine! "

This line that should appear in the third-rate inspirational movie ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ has changed the pace of the crypt lord suddenly accelerated. A large worm was actually running with eight legs as if it had turned into eight windmills, walking with a fat and sturdy worm body, as if a car was filled with pigs' liberation trucks, surging Ferrari's speed.

"Aren't we over here? Did you just give up like this? When one day you grow old, won't you regret it because you're busy and do nothing, and be ashamed of your wasted time? Don't you ever think about it? When the opportunity is in front of your eyes, when you give up and leave like this, will it become a regret that you will miss for life? My little master, you obviously have a choice! "

The speed of the Crypt Lord has increased again, which is equivalent to Ferrari becoming a rocket. The large, torn body disappeared into darkness.

Gulda sighed with sorrow and walked a few steps, then picked up the meat suspected of Kazan's remains with heavy movements and placed it in front of his nose, sniffing greedily.

"It seems that I really need to go up there." To be continued.

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