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

Colors Out of Space slowly turned transparent, thoroughly dissolved into the middle air, and also looked without a trace!

Sensing the Great Host Creation ability to be in danger at the moment, Colors Out of Space without any hesitation entered the highest level of combat state!

Under this kind of state, Colors Out of Space not only has no way of being peeled off by the target, the speed is even more extreme!

Trevor Henderson was like a great enemy, the devil of color suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, although there was no way to see it, but this dangerous aura, it was already a lock on himself!

“Little separation . . . Little separation . . .”

“Little separation . . . Little separation . . .”

Trevor Henderson on top of two police sirens in the blink of an eye opened, emitting a deafening numb scalp!

This is a three-track prelude!

Seeing Trevor Henderson’s eyes immediately wanting to open the biggest move, and Colors Out of Space was also silent and soundless appeared in Trevor Henderson behind him, Lin Mo now rolled up his sleeves and opened his mouth to laugh:

“They’re all me, don’t want to be like that.”

“Little separation . . . Little separation . . .”

“Obtained . . . Obtained . . .”

Trevor Henderson without hesitation closed the police siren.

Colors Out of Space also lit up in a flash, appearing in the air for the second time.

For them, the Host Creator is the supreme will!

It’s imprinted on them deep in the soul of dogma!

They also mean to exist!

“Let’s go.”

Lin Moyuan, enter the world of communion!

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Trevor Henderson and Colors Out of Space followed closely behind!

. . .

Endless purple-black light on all four sides quickly swept past, and after a moment, a wet muddy smell flooded into the nose, under the feet of which came to stomp on the soft mud.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, clearly seeing the scene behind him, and he showed a little surprise.

Gloom hung on the horizon, darting down into the dim sunlight.

The light covered down, a piece of barley field towards the four Zhou Mo spread out, boundless, it seemed that the whole world, there was only this one piece of barley field left!

“This is . . . Civilized scarecrow!”

The civilized scarecrow belongs to the high level of civilization, although far inferior to the superhuman civilization, but also a resounding reputation, very high combat power in the world one!

But before the eyes of this straw man the world, but everywhere revealed its failure.

Obviously, it was soon abandoned.

I’m afraid that even the Host Creator will soon abandon him.

But Lin Mo didn’t ignore it either.

Because in the barley fields rooted in the ground, everywhere were half-closed with rotting bodies, along with sacks full of mud crushing skeletons!

So he died here!

Arbitrary can be seen!

Countless tells!

At the front, this side of the world has gone through countless times the world war!

Moreover, every once in a while, it succeeds alive!

Those false invaders, now buried themselves in the ground at the foot of the middle, as the barley field grew, providing a constant supply of nutrients!

At this moment, the horizon had also fallen into the mountain, a single ring of moonlight slowly rose, in the dark darkness, leaving weak.

Shasha!

Shasha!

Suddenly, a strange sound suddenly sounded, Lin Mo bowed his head, seeing that the ground under his feet showed no signs of turning over!

The ground was born like a spider’s web, and an uneven large and small one blew up in a row!

It seemed that something terrifying, in the surrounding mud, slowly moved!

Ugh!

After a moment, a white thread lifted his arm from the barley field in the straight ground!

On the arm hung a few rotten chunks of flesh, crawling with huge white maggots, on Qing’s hand the sharp nails were like stabbing, spreading out a machine that made people fear the terrible qi!

Ugh!

Soon, there was an arm out!

It’s one again!

It’s one again!

. . .

Just a moment later, Lin Mo on the ground was already full of arms!

Those arms are sometimes left arms, sometimes right arms!

There’s chief, there’s short!

There belongs to humanity, there belongs to Beast Type!

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There’s immense, there’s sympathy!

They were in the barley field, darting into the darkness, at every moment, towards the uninvited humanity, rumbling forward!

They wanted to take him, to touch him!

From the start, I was the same with him, it was like that!

Maybe but now besieged here, turned into this barley field, arbitrarily dominated and enslaved!

Come here!

Stay here!

Die here!

Become just like us! !

Monster A.. A.. A.. A!!!

These things, although they have no way to think, but the achievement is enslaved by the barley field, they are full of resentment!

Killing possessions who come to this world from outside, is the only idea!

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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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