"Are you still alive?"

The sound of mask sounded in the silence disaster, which was the echo of consciousness that came through the Tower of Birth.

It lowered its head and stared at the slightly dim white robe in its palm, "I said that I will not die before humans are eliminated."

"Very good, but don't forget, I decided on this victory or defeat! Without the joint blow of the new symbiosis and the god of creation, even if two or three thousand original bodies are filled in, it will not play any role in this rugged foothills..."

"I don't deny this."

"..." Probably, I didn't expect it to be so straightforward, and there was a brief pause over there. "In short, if the king asked about the Western Front War, I hope you remember what you said. In addition, Hekzod had nothing to do with this battle, and this was something you saw with your own eyes. Although it had its reasons, it would be better to distinguish the achievements."

"I agree."

"..." The other party was stunned again, "I didn't expect you to understand the truth. Then go to the place where the insects set up the fire rain, and I will let the God of Creation meet with you there."

"You want to recycle their weapons?"

"That's right," Nasopelle said proudly, "that is both a proof of victory and an excellent collection for me to explore the mystery."

...

When I climbed to the top of the mountain along the winding mountain road, the god of god created had closed the gate and was slowly falling.

Silence has to admit that the Masquerade does have its irreplaceable place, standing under a floating continent wider than the Desperate Mountains, anyone will have the illusion that the mountain is about to be crushed. But in fact, it will turn still at the moment of touching the ground, just like a thousand-pound thing stacked on an egg but will not shatter the latter.

Next, it is very easy to transport materials or dispatch troops.

What's more, even if the god created by God does not land, he can complete internal and external exchanges through the liftable suspended platform. This vertical distance of nearly 100 meters is enough to make the enemy sigh, which is far beyond the reach of the moat of the past.

It can be said that it is impossible to capture the gods created from the outside.

Just as I was waiting for the meeting, Chen Si suddenly heard a slight sound coming from his feet.

This position has long been abandoned by humans, and even if there are legacy, the symbiote should solve them.

It followed the source of the sound and walked to a collapsed mouth.

It should be the hidden fortification dug out by the other party, but it collapsed in the impact of the active spear, turning the underground secret passage into a cage, and a subtle sound came from it.

If you do nothing, no matter who is trapped below, there will be a dead end.

But Chen Si bent down and lifted the collapsed roof with one hand.

It was not clear why it was doing this, maybe it was with the idea of ​​getting more information, or maybe it was because of the interest of the Grayburg people infected it, and in a short while, it cleared a hole in the collapsed place for one person to pass through.

The secret passage was not long. After just turning two turns, the silence came to an end. At the same time, the source of the sound was the relatively spacious darkroom at the end of the secret passage, with an oil lamp hanging at the door. Under the dim light, a human male sat back against the wall, gasping for a lot, and there were many blood stains dragging repeatedly on the ground.

Chen Si noticed that the other party only had a few strands of flesh left on his feet, probably when the roof collapsed and broke free after it was cut off.

However, this person should be clear about the structure of the secret passage. Even if he abandons his feet, he will not be able to escape the hidden fortifications. Since that is the case, why does he still have to make such a struggle?

"What a pity..." The male looked up and looked at it, "The devil was the last one waiting for."

"Speak out the news you know, otherwise death is a luxury." Silent and stiff spoke. Unlike Vakiris, it has been fighting against the Tianhai Realm most of its time since it became conscious and has not mastered human language.

However, the other party seemed to have not heard its question.

"I was thinking before... it would be fine if I was waiting for my teammates, but if it was a devil... wouldn't I just sit and wait for death." He smiled weakly, "It just so happened that there were some launching medicines here. If I cooperate with the detonator, I could do my last responsibility. But I didn't expect that the one who came was a big fish..."

Maybe I couldn't ask anything, and I thought silently and had no expression on my face, so I might as well leave him to Mask to deal with it.

Just as it was about to step forward and knock the other person out, a hemp rope quietly slid from the human hand.

The other end of the rope seemed to be connected to a heavy object. After losing its restraint, it quickly rushed upwards to the silence disaster. Only then did I find that there were many cakes piled up in the corner of the dark room. A black thing fell silently from the low roof panel, and an iron square was placed below, which was also the place with the most blood stains.

No... the other party's struggle was not to escape from this place.

The oil lamp hanging on the door frame allows him to see the visitor clearly as soon as possible.

The ropes grasped in his hand can ensure that whether he loses consciousness or is killed, it can trigger this arrangement.

He dragged his broken body and crawled around this small room for just an opportunity to sit still and wait for death.

Silence retreats as fast as possible!

The male raised the corners of his mouth.

"Long live humans...!"

An extremely dazzling light burst out from the corner, and in an instant it shines the dark room as bright as day!

With a loud bang, the collapse suddenly bulged upwards, as if a giant fist was rushing away from the inside, and flew into the sky with a large amount of gravel and snow.

...

"What's going on?"

The Mask looked at the Silent Majesty who was lifted up to the God of God and frowned and asked to his assistant.

"I don't know, I only know that another explosion happened on the hill... I probably fell into the trap of the insects."

Nasopelle snorted, "It's really awkward. If it were other great masters, they would have lost all their breath."

The silence at this time was like being stepped on by a "horn". The broken armor had mixed with flesh and blood. The face that looked like a human female was left with only a blurry outline, and the magic was not much left.

"Is this just a sign that your idea is correct?" the assistant lowered his head.

"That's right," Nasopelle laughed, "Even if the body is powerful, the limit is not the same. On the contrary, the symbiotic body is the ideal evolutionary direction and it will be replaced at any time after it is damaged. There is no upper limit for growth. That is the body we should pursue!"

It no longer looked at the unconscious Maharaja, turned to the Tower of Birth, "Take this guy into the ephemeral pond and soaked. It shouldn't be necessary for it to take action in the next period of time. Those bugs must have thought that something that is within reach of Wolf Heart is not the primary goal of the gods created by God. Swallowing all the kingdoms in one breath is the fastest way to get the fragments of inheritance."
Chapter completed!