The whole people of Genesis: Only I the world is indescribable

But at this moment, in which a Deep One body, suddenly jerked. The four sides ate the whole fish, in the blink of an eye afraid of losing the ball.

The Great Elder Worm is all soul-level Baiyin, even though it is a small Deep One, they are all Fellow Qing! For this little bit of The Sea Clan, nature is terrifying to the extreme!

Just then, the body was slowly pushed out, revealing a large cave on the continental shelf.

In the other acupoint, a small Deep One carefully poked its head out, the battle stretched out on all four sides. His whole body seemed to tremble with a kind of trembling, ugly and terrifying expression all over his face.

It seemed to be the same in front of them, causing people to tremble with blood, two days before the battle, in the whole tribe of people, covering their mother’s father.

They were all dead!

Before she died, her mother on the continental shelf dug out a large cave, tucked herself in, used her body, because she left one last thing.

Deep One clearly remembers his mother before he died in his ear struggling to say softly: “Reach the sewer of survival”

“For all of us, vengeance. . . .”

. . .

That’s right, the Deep One’s name is Dagon.

He was no more than ten years old, long lived in the Deep One, could only be considered a child. But I’m so bloody and so cruel.

At the circumference there was no danger behind him, Dagon swam out, finally catching a glimpse of himself, swimming towards the unknown Great Sea in the depths.

. . .

Reaching the culvert has been in the deep sea for more than half a month.

This sea is immense, but for a person who has only lost possession of the Deep One, it is like a cramped prison, without any local stop.

He dodged the remaining Deep One, along with the others Great Sea Love, and buried himself at the bottom of the sea in the deepest part of the adventure. The place was desolate, devoid of any Life Qi, gloomy like Hell!

All the light in this place was swallowed, and in the deep sea, the great spirit was not willing to set foot like that! But for Dagon, there is no doubt that this place is the safest place in the world!

He was hungry and broke away from the seabed and fish, thirsty, and took large sips on the unclean continental shelf, day and night waiting in the gloom of the seabed in the dark.

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Reaching the sewer can’t help but reminisce about himself at his mother beneath the body that lurked in those days, a form of sunless darkness, a form of breath that doesn’t hold back but one that can make you live.

But is it just living?

In the past few days, her mother before dying felt once again in Dagon sounded in her ears, she had two eyes staring at those things that deserved to die, life force was flying.

. . .

She said, “Reach the sewers of survival ”

“For all of us, vengeance”

“Vengeance ”

Until there was no sound at all! Vengeance a

Before he died, Dagon held his fist tightly, sharpening his fingernails deeply, but he was still like he hadn’t woken up!

But is

But how is the newspaper ? !

Those things that brought his people to slaughter no tribe, are in the whole sea area ranked strong Great Tribe, there are thousands of vengeful Deep One ?

Alone yourself, take what newspaper ? How to report ?

Reaching the sewers huddled at the bottom of the sea deep in the darkness, helplessly hugging his knees. It’s more than a month past.

Reaching the culvert in this one like the Dark Underworld at the bottom of the sea has been waiting for an estimated more than ten days.

Ten days ago, he had also thoroughly cut off the food from the source, where the fish and shrimp he had pounced on, the pasture and the water source, were also devoid of a stump.

Although there were many active Sea Tribes outside the first few hundred yards of the sea peak, Dagon did not dare to go in that direction.

This endless ghost is that he has no sense of security at all, Dagon turns out to be inconclusive about leaving this place!

The body is a small Deep One, Dagon is only the Five-Stage Bronze Sword.

It deeply knew, not bringing this Great Deep One power, just arbitrarily one Hai Love, can bring from three to eight blocks!

Hunger brings anguish and weakness, adding to this hard to bear, causing Dagon to fail! … .

His consciousness soon began to panic, the more often he saw the death of the Matriarch who appeared in front of him!

They came from one to the bottom of the sea in the shadows slowly appearing, their bodies full of blood, their eyes wide, and their bodies filled with blood, and their eyes were filled with blood!

Didn’t say a word, just stare! You don’t close your eyes!

Is this a hallucination?

Reaching for his knees, he asked shakily. Remnants of consciousness tell Dagon, this is a hallucination.

But when he looked at the fierce, lively-looking clansmen, Dagon felt, this possibility was real! They were questioning themselves, questioning why I didn’t give them vengeance!

“But, I, I can’t do a ”

Reaching the sewers of misery buried his head in the darkness, in the sound of sobbing.

“Sorry . . .”

. . .

It’s more than a month past.

At this point Dagon had estimated that he hadn’t eaten for more than ten days.

He was like a shrimp in one form huddled in the other in the endless darkness, soon skinny to the bone. The cheekbones were concave, the eyes were cloudy, the glossy outside of the body changed gloomy but rough.

The life force had passed until only one last ray remained. Reaching the sewers, oneself may want to die.

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In the past few days, the psychedelic Matriarch had never appeared in front of her for a long time, probably because she was incompetent, letting them thoroughly disappoint.

It is true that

Where is sympathy

The corners of his mouth cracked an unsightly smile, and after a moment, the ear vaguely transmitted again to the unknown. Reaching the culvert on his face appeared panicked!

The other sounded like something bizarre, the last few days had always been in my ears, and there was some kind of bizarre magic power, making people want to go crazy!

The sound didn’t belong to me in any language, the middle syllable demon was full of words that could hardly be described in a frenzy! It’s like there’s a madman in my ear who’s constantly lowering his voice!

Every time it sounded, I would let my soul tremble!

He didn’t know what this was, he just knew that, even though he was from the DemonIc Underworld, it was far from the same! Any good self wants to die.

Dying can not listen to this scary sound, do not need to look at the other to scare the psychedelic, can also go to see yourself as a good Mother Of People.

Reaching the sewers of consciousness began almost vaguely, the remnants of reason also began to radically disintegrate, but at the same time he was almost completely silent passing a moment ago, but in the vague moment he heard the small voice of the odd syllable — Rlyeh Cthulhu fluttered.

The other was a kind that didn’t exist at any record inside the syllables, strangely transformed to the extreme!

But at this moment, at the moment of utter doom, Dagon understood one form, knowing the other day and night around in his ear the small voice of true meaning — he said: In eternity of the middle Rlyeh mansion, rest Cthulhu after you go into a dream. . . .

At this moment, Dagon opened his eyes! . . . . .

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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