Call of Eschatology

It's strange that things like syrup are seeping underground.

However, Lolo's simple thinking did not think of more from this little thing.

As long as it's delicious and eaten, that's enough.

And the fact is, even if this matter was reported by Lolo, it would not be able to set off any storms, and it would not spread to Wen Yu's ears-the battle is already troublesome enough, why bother to consider some strange thing.

...

on the ground.

"What? Soul Creation? You mean it belongs to Soul Creation?"

Wenyu pointed to the broken corpse brought back by Victor on the ground, and asked with a look of surprise.

Victor nodded. "That's what the Skull Devil said."

Just now, Victor and Faceless had ended their battle and returned to the new hope gathering place with their opponent's body.

Wenyu touched his chin while looking at the broken and flesh at his feet.

The term Soul Creation is easily reminiscent of Soul Creation. In other words, perhaps only the god-like skills of soul creation can create such a weird creature with normal fighting intelligence, capable of performing various actions independently, but strictly speaking no soul.

Thinking of this, Wenyu bent down again and glanced at the messy flesh on the ground.

The flesh is very compact, the bones are strong, and on the surface it is not much different from conventional creatures. Wen Yu is not a biologist. It was found that Wenyu finally gave up his research work.

Sure enough, doing research or something is not suitable for Wenyu.

It is inevitable that a deep interest in soul creation is in the bottom of my heart—one, no, or a large number of powerful puppets capable of autonomous fighting can indeed help Wenyu a lot.

Alone?

Am I both kingdoms?

One skill can be achieved!

Think about the battle in the new hope gathering place. Once there is a batch of high-quality battle maggots, the situation may be much better, not to mention, the time for the sixth-level yoke to be opened is near, Wen Yu must not only consider the sixth soul pet Problems, but also consider the issue of their sixth skills.

Maybe, that strange soul creation may bring a surprise?

Thinking of this, Wenyu thought of another problem.

The level yoke given by the military is less than a month away, but it is only calculated at normal speed. After experiencing this war in Africa, Wen Yu can think of the time when the level yoke is broken. It has been greatly advanced—let alone the number of mutant beasts and professionals died, but the damage of the monsters to the ecological environment, animals and plants of the African continent is enough to bring a sizable harm to the origin of the earth. .

Maybe ten days in advance? Or half a month?

Wenyu couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Wen Yu can only sigh, hoping that when the level yoke is broken, he has achieved his purpose, and flew away with the sixth soul pet, to escape the mess in Africa as soon as possible.

This kind of passive defensive battle trapped in one place with the fundamental purpose of guarding something really made Wenyu frustrated.

...

The green light flooded, and the body fluids spread to the underground dark river in all directions, spreading far, and spread to more than half of the African continent. A sweet taste fermented in the cave.

The three-generation plague seed of the original mountain size has been reduced in size by nearly 80%, paralyzed in situ as if it were a mess, and most of its body is immersed in the icy river water. As the river water passes over the body, the silk is taken away. The size of green body tissues and the three generations of plague seeds will further shrink.

Flesh and blood flew into the river, and as the water flowed in all directions, the three generations of the plague at this moment seemed weak.

The body was originally composed of a large number of plagues. At this moment, the plague was removed, and not only the destructive toxins fused together, but also the source of life of the three generations of plague seeds.

The nearby communicator sounded, and the remaining body turned into a simple tentacle, which was pressed on the communicator. The three generations of the plague seed communicated.

"How are you preparing?"

"everything's ready."

It may be heard that the current three generations of the plague are in a poor state, and there is zero silence for a long time across the communicator, which has turned into a simple consolation: "Tough work, start."

"For the Demons."

"For the Demons."

The slogans that reflect each other contain some kind of lofty ideals and never-ending determination.

The moment the communication hangs up, the three generations of the plague seed sink into their hearts, and the strange green light is even brighter.

Under the reflection of the green light, the body of the three generations of plague seeds melted more quickly, until the outer plagues all melted into the river, leaving only a seed emitting green light.

This is the origin of the seeds and the core of life ...

The soul is lodged in the core, perceiving the plagues that are still to be triggered throughout the continent. At this moment, there is an unspeakable peace in the three generations of plague species.

Take yourself as a sacrifice, transform the source of the plague, destroy the foundation of life, and bring suffering to the world!

With my life, make the African continent extinct ...

Take the weak life of the African continent as a steel, turn it into a sharp blade that cuts everything, and break the yoke of rank!

This is Plan B, Legaz's household account plan.

"For the Demons."

For the last time in my heart, I sang the goal that I struggled for and sacrificed for, and the emerald seeds swelled suddenly, and then burst up!

Countless green light spots splash around, blending into the river, soil, and even the air, as if you press a switch to open the Pandora's box, and then, the green light spreads everywhere!

...

The nearest river to the underground cave, at this moment, the river is bustling and the stream of small life is endless, as if there is a grand party, drinking the river water like syrup glowing green.

The sparrows and goshawks fly together, the jackal and the antelope dance together, and even an insect, regardless of the one around it, can step on its own "mighty beast", rushing into the river like crazy The river is flooded, life is gone, and you need to take a sip of the wonderful fairy brew with a tempting taste.

These untransformed small life, at this moment, under the temptation of instinct, could not understand the monsters outside, and rushed from the hiding place to the river one by one, enjoying the last time of life greedily.

Until a vulture twitched its wings and fell to the ground from the sky.

The body rotted quickly. The vultures had already lost Huangquan in that moment, but the rotting corpse exudes a seductive fragrance, attracting all the surrounding creatures to grab food.

The plague was mixed in flesh and blood, spreading recklessly, and more lives drinking river water fell to the ground and turned into decaying corpses, and then became the source of the next spreading plague.