I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

A chill suddenly rose in Della's heart.

Disgusting things like corpses or monsters have long been commonplace for Della, but it is the first time she has encountered such a method of making a horrifying human skin into a supernatural treasure, and it is also an inflatable toy hammer with a childlike innocence. .

"Sure enough, those natural disaster-level weirdnesses shouldn't be trusted by humans at all!"

She quickly threw the human skin in her hand to the ground, and the disgusting feeling left on the cat's paw made Della couldn't help but want to wipe the paw clean on the ground to get rid of the disgusting feeling of participation.

But after seeing the colonies covered with bacteria on the ground, Daila withdrew her thoughts, and instead looked at the piece of silk that was used to cover the inner world.

I saw a cute kitten stepping on the sticky colony, and a small paw kept rubbing back and forth on the silk.

"Is it really that dirty?"

A suspicious voice sounded in Della's ear.

The crisp and pleasant male voice has a leisurely tone, as elegant and noble as the ancient nobles who came out of the TV series.

Della was taken aback for a moment, and then her hair exploded instantly, her small head turned to look at the figure behind her.

This is a young man with a slightly thin figure, but his naked body is full of deep visible bone cracks, and he looks full of fragmented guilt.

"Who are you? Meow!"

Under tension, Della even subconsciously meowed.

"But you brought me here, and now you're asking me who I am?"

With a smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he stared at Della who had turned into a cute kitten with great interest.

"Who took you?"

Just as Della was about to question, suddenly a flash of light flashed in her mind.

"You are a shattered illusion!"

Della's tone trembled faintly.

With one foot in the upper echelons of the Transcendent Institute, she is fully qualified to consult most of the files.

However, in those files, there is no information showing that the taboo treasure can transform into a human form and retain its own consciousness.

Even if the scope is spread from taboo treasures to the entire natural disaster-level weirdness, there is no case similar to it.

"Forbidden treasures can be transformed into human forms, so what about the natural disaster-level weirdness that is closely related to many forbidden treasures?

Are they capable of a highly autonomous consciousness?Can they take human form? "

Such thoughts kept echoing in Della's mind, so much so that she ignored the young man in front of her who was full of cracks.

"Shattered Illusion is ruined when you trade it for one with the other world."

While speaking, the young man stretched out his right hand that was on the verge of being broken to Della, as if teasing the little milk cat.

The despised Della let out a low growl of "Wooooooow" in her throat, and her two little claws fluttered wildly, like an angry cerebellar axe.

Even Della herself didn't notice that she didn't realize the strength of her second-order transcendent at all.

In front of this young man, she seemed to have completely turned into a cute little milk cat.

Skillfully pinching the nape of the little kitten and lifting it up, Della's white-gloved paws kept waving in the air.

"who are you?"

Della questioned "Super Fierce.jpg".

Holding the little milk cat in his arms, the young man gently scratched the little milk cat's chin, gradually calming down the angry Cerebellar Axe.

After waiting for the little milk cat to make a pleasant "purring" sound from its throat, the young man smiled lightly and said.

"You can call me the gardener."

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The impact of the collapse of the inner world on the real world is much slower than that of the dead vice-captain, but the collapse of the entire forbidden world is still going on steadily.

Even because of the fight between the psychic Jianmu and the Feathered Serpent God, the power of the wind and the psychic Jianmu collided with each other, accelerating the collapse of this world.

The collision between the two creatures between the natural disaster and the saint was far beyond the ordinary natural disaster. After the ban on heaven and earth was broken, the aftermath of the fight directly expanded several kilometers away to the outside world.

In this unscrupulous confrontation, only the collapse of the inner world and the appearance of a large space crack caused by the psychic building wood will make the Corpse Feathered Serpent God choose to avoid it a little.

Even so, the cracks in space all over the world still left deep marks on the body of the corpse Feathered Serpent God.

Around Tongling Jianmu's body, vines like tentacles covered with dense black scales stretched out from their trunks, firmly locking the space in front of them.

The huge leaves that grew on the branches fell, and each piece was precisely attached to the shattered space fragments.

Using the leaves as a medium to manipulate the space debris, the pieces of space debris flying all over the sky following the storm cut the structure that constitutes the storm.

In the world that was on the verge of breaking apart, the White Pavilion stood on the huge psychic building with his arms around him, looking down at the Feathered Serpent hovering above the sky and stirring up the wind and clouds.

"The authority of the wind, that's it?"

Bai Ge let out a disdainful taunt, trying to make the Corpse Feathered Serpent play more cards.

Needless to say, as long as the Corpse Feathered Serpent God borrows any of the authority of death and resurrection controlled by the Feathered Serpent God himself from the main body, Bai Pavilion will take it down even if it uses the main body.

However, to Baige's disappointment, the huge corpse Feathered Serpent God in front of him did not respond at all.

Hovering in the sky like a swimming dragon, the Corpse Feathered Serpent God always uses the power of the wind to launch useless attacks on the psychic Jianmu with a detached attitude.

The authority of the wind stirred the thick clouds and thunder and lightning intersected, and the roar of the storm seemed shocking.

Looking from a distance, the majestic and shocking scene seems to indicate that the feathered snake god seems to be fighting Baige with his life.

Bai Ge frowned slightly, the acting skills of the Corpse Feathered Serpent God was a bit beyond Bai Ge's expectations.

Judging from this posture, the Corpse Feathered Serpent God is preparing to procrastinate, waiting for a large number of space debris to accumulate in this collapsed world, triggering a space storm to destroy everything.

As long as it looks like they died together with the psychic Jianmu, no one can find out whether they really died together.

Chapter 305 The Lord of Paradise Lost

"What the hell are the guys from the Extraordinary Research Institute doing?"

"I thought there could be some big killer, but the result is to lock the space, and then destroy the locked object to cause a large-scale space collapse.

If this guy didn't want to act to kill himself, it would be a dream for something of this level to destroy a false god.

Is it possible that the top management of the Extraordinary Institute really has Kuku Kaner's comrades? "

"There was also a group of trash sent over, and they were wiped out before they even met, making it impossible for me to find someone to deliver the real news.

At this level, are you sure you are trying to kill gods and not play house? "

Forcibly suppressing the desire to complain in his heart, Bai Ge reached out and rubbed his temples, with a helpless expression on his face.

"The Feathered Serpent God is a product of the Extraordinary Research Institute, the guy who pulled me into the game is also a member of the Extraordinary Research Institute, and the guy who came to give away the head was also sent by the Extraordinary Research Institute.

When I am an opponent, I am supernatural, and when I am a teammate, I start giving away heads in various ways. If it is not to ensure the authenticity of the information of the Chaofan Research Institute, I should directly send an anonymous email to the Chaofan Research Institute.

The matter of moving your fingers is much easier than it is now. "

Although he kept complaining in his heart, Baige still had a serious expression on the surface.

His eyes were on the psychic building wood. After all, the psychic building wood was just a natural disaster level weirdness that he temporarily modified. It was beyond his expectations to be able to compete with the remains of a false god.

Baige didn't expect to rely on psychic Jianmu to get rid of the corpse of the Feathered Serpent God, so all he can do now is to wait for the time to leave some evidence of the Feathered Serpent God's golden cicada escaping its shell.

While Bai Ge was thinking secretly in his heart, a strange fluctuation in the distance stepped into this dilapidated world, immediately attracting the attention of Bai Ge and Feathered Serpent God.

With a strange aura but inexplicably compatible with the whole world, with extremely high mystery and strength but unable to have a corresponding personality.

"Natural disaster level weird?"

The storm in the sky froze slightly, and Baige also slowed down the movement of psychic Jianmu tearing up the space.

The two sides looked at each other, and gave this outsider a little gift in a tacit understanding.

The storm roared again, and the violent collision between the clouds sent out bursts of thunder and lightning. In the center of the thunderstorm mixed with the wind of destruction, a dazzling purple color that was almost magical fell down.

On Tongling Jianmu's side, vines covered with fine scales are intertwined and intertwined, smashing the space that is on the verge of collapse like a magic whip in mythology.

Driven by the psychic Jianmu, the rhythm mixed with space debris spreads strangely towards the natural disaster that stepped into this world.

The owner of the garden, who was holding the kitten in his arms, suddenly changed color.

He would never have thought that two strong men who were not weaker than him would still have the intention to attack him in the spare time of the fierce battle.

Under normal circumstances, even if they notice that he has entered this world, the first choice should be to win him over and suppress the other party.

Feeling the horrifying attack in front of him, the owner's index finger holding the kitten pierced the space in front of him, and a wooden horse that seemed to be dismantled from a merry-go-round appeared in this world.

This wooden horse seems to have a very high spirituality. After coming here from another space, it danced its horseshoes and rushed towards the distance the moment it felt a fatal threat.

The owner of the garden quickly got on the wooden horse, trying to escape from the range of the attack in front of him.

The Trojan horse is running steadily between the cracks in space. With each step, the flow of time seems to slow down at this moment. Coupled with the strong affinity for space, it can completely see the world full of cracks in front of it. If nothing.

Losing the target, the Leiteng Storm collided with the space ripple, and the violent shock wave mixed with space fragments spread across half of the world.

The speed of the collapse of the sky and the earth intensified, and the earth was directly overturned, revealing the skeleton fossils buried more than ten meters underground.

Looking at the big crater created by the collision and bombardment behind him, a trace of fear flashed across the scratched and ugly face of the garden owner.

According to the statement given by the Extraordinary Research Institute, as long as he comes here to complete a wave of finishing work, he can get the remains of a saint in the world, and even get the authority of a false god.

For a natural disaster-level weirdo, there is no more precious choice than the two treasures of the remains of the saint and the authority of the false god.

No matter which one of them you get, the future saint's path will undoubtedly be smoother, which is a fatal temptation that is hard to refuse.

So even though he vaguely felt that the Transcendent Research Institute was digging a hole for himself, the owner of the garden decided to use the broken body of fantasy as a medium to come and get involved.

What I thought was a leak almost resulted in the death of the teacher, which made the owner of the garden a little bit retreat.

Although this pair of skins is not as good as the body, it is still an extremely precious material, and it is really unacceptable for him to break it for no reason.

When he was hesitating in his heart, the Bai Pavilion on the psychic building suddenly spoke.

"The owner of Paradise Lost?"

The owner of the garden suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the White Pavilion on the psychic building.

"Who is your Excellency?"