Call of Eschatology

"Captain, this is the report of the patrol entry list for this issue, please look over."

The deputy handed a paper to the language. The language looked up at the list, and the focus of the gaze was on a name called "Candy".

"Okay, go on."

The deputy took the lead, and the Chinese, leaning back against the chair, rubbed his forehead gently.

Strictly speaking, Wenyu's ability is not weak. Although it has its own shortcomings, overall, Wenyu's ability in all aspects can be regarded as outstanding-not born, this is only acquired. Sharpen.

And the language that lurks in the demon world is the comprehensive manifestation of this ability.

From ordinary soldiers to elite team captains and personnel directors—if the power system of the devil has ensured the independence of the core power of the regime, I am afraid that Chinese can do more.

And this is also the fundamental reason that Wenyu can make Tang Haofei this guy smoothly and close to the material storage warehouse.

Because the language is responsible for personnel transfer in this area ...

"But I'm afraid that's all for now."

Chinese looked at the name of "Candy" on the list, and unmasked mockery-Wenyu No.1, had some doubts and guilt about the matter, but the Chinese did not think so much!

He just felt that Tang Haofei should die, that was enough!

Prolonged splits, and different encounters over a long period of time, have not been noticed by Wenyu, among the eight Wenyu, there have been more obvious personality splits.

For example, No. 3 ’s feelings for Gul, for example, No. 1 ’s sense of responsibility for Yanjing, and for example, the scheming of the Chinese language, fierce and vicious!

However, this is just a trivial matter. As long as Wenyu's clone still believes that he is Wenyu, nothing will go wrong.

In fact, more emotions and personality will help Wenyu make the most self-interesting judgment ...

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps rang from behind that the Chinese side let go of the conspiracy and conspiracy rising in his heart. He turned his head and saw another Wenyu that was coming out of the shadow.

"You came."

"Yep."

After a brief greeting, the language pointed to the guest in front of him and motioned for Wenyu to sit.

Later, he poured drinks for the guests, and said without a word.

"What about things? Did you bring them?"

"It's in the Netherworld. In addition to the 13 strong men such as Augustes and Lin Haotian, there is this ..."

After Wen Yu said, he took a small thing out of the space ring.

It was a token, less than the size of a slap, with complicated patterns all over it, and it just seemed to have a mysterious sense of mystery.

It is the teleportation token that leads to the temple.

"Then assigning tasks, I am responsible for supervising Tang Haofei's every move. Thirteen souls are responsible for the closing and picking up after the operation begins. You are responsible for cracking the token and trying to figure out how this thing works.

Until now, Wenyu did not have a stable channel to the magic hall-by this reason, Wenyu didn't mind solving this problem.

However, Wen Yu, who has been in the magic hall and interpreting the creation of the soul, has taken the shot. I believe that it won't take long to fully crack this technology.

"So, don't you arrange a place for me?"

"I don't have any free space here either. I can only wrong that you stay in the ghost world for a while."

After the Chinese was finished, he started the Netherworld and put Wenyu in. Then he squinted his eyes for a moment and then pressed a hidden button on the desktop.

With the buzzing sound, for a moment, a slightly hoarse voice came from the desktop.

"Sir."

"Sval, I want to give you a few tasks."

...

"The heart of the ancient demon, the brain of the black-skinned monster, the horns of the raging demon, the teeth of the three dragons ... oh, these things are really disgusting."

Yawen threw a parcel to Gul while pinching his graceful nose. Gul ignored the little temper of Gwen. He just took one item out of the parcel and waited for Gul to arrange these things neatly After laying it, he looked at the bed directly opposite.

On the bed, Qin Shiyuan was lying flat. Arthur was sitting by the bed, holding Qin Shiyuan's hand tightly to see the appearance, as if the couple were about to usher in death.

"Don't be nervous, it's not difficult, and the danger is absolutely manageable."

Gul whispered comfortably, and then, with his hands close together, with the wave of mysterious energy flowing out of his fingertips, and landed on the placed props, then these messy things seemed to be some kind of mysterious power All melted, they all gasified and rushed into Qin Shiyuan's nose and nose into their bodies!

"you!"

Seeing this, Ya Wen, who was standing aside, was suddenly anxious. She seemed to want to go forward and ask Gul, why these messy things were incorporated into her mother's body. Qin Shao'an on the side saw the situation and hurriedly opened his cousin.

But the rest did not say anything.

They just stared at Qin Shiyuan until Qin Shiyuan's body twitched.

As if she had gone crazy, Arthur and Qin Tian saw this, and hurried forward to take hold of Qin Shiyuan's body. They looked back at Gul, but only Gul said quietly.

"What did you see?"

In the obscurity, Qin Shiyuan's ear sounded Gul's voice. With this sound, Qin Shiyuan seemed to enter the state of memory flashback.

Numerous pictures flashed from her mind, and she mumbled.

"The sea ... it seems like a fish, an ordinary fish, the unmutated kind, but I feel the power of the seed of destruction in him ..."

"There are also planes, passengers, etc., it's Yanjing's flight to Washington ..."

"And ... a pig?"

"This is ... Yanjing Central Square ..."

As Qin Shiyuan said, the faces of several people around him were getting worse!

According to Gul said in advance, this method can borrow the seeds of destruction in Qin Shiyuan's body and sense the existence of other seeds, but only now, Qin Shiyuan has already spoken dozens of scenes!

This means that only the seeds of destruction have long been distributed around the world. They lurk in the host's body and wait until they are detonated!

"Concentrate, don't look at the ordinary pictures, look for strange places."

Gul's hazy voice sounded from Qin Shiyuan's mind again. He heard that Qin Shiyuan stared intently at the picture in his mind until a long "pipe" appeared in Qin Shiyuan's eyes.

"This is, a tube? No, no, this is not a tube, this is the root of a plant!"