The Endless Shuttle

Rope pulled away the chair and swept away all the clutter on the table.

"Is it about the "class dominator"? "

"a part of it."

Bai Ye was not pretentious, and sat on Rope's knees, his slender legs in white stockings swayed gently, looking full of youthfulness and cuteness.

"The time is finally set, and probably after the "dystopia" is conquered, I will lead the godhead given by the bald man to the lower class as the ruler. "

"It's been a long time."

"It's mainly dystopia." Bai Ye knocked his head with a folding fan: "The gods and Buddhas are worried that I will directly intervene in the lower level at this moment, and there will be a chain chemical reaction with the dystopia, so I want to succeed the class dominator. Press and press."

"Then why did you agree again suddenly?"

"Why do you say? The bible gods are all taken care of by Rope, who has time to take care of my business?"

"Is it okay to move the whole body..." Luo Pei smiled slightly: "It is always good to have changes, and to praise changes is to praise happiness."

"So when are you going to solve dystopia?"

Bai Ye looked at Rope suspiciously.

"Couldn't you forget what you said before me?"

"How can I forget, it's just that the lower level hasn't reached the time for me to take action."

Luo Pei grabbed Bai Ye's fan and unfolded it gracefully, looking at the pictures full of harmony and flavor on it.

"The canary is planning to trigger a period of historical change in the outside world, and use the great plague to eliminate the population, thereby improving the status of serfs in the slave society. If I act now, won't all her hard work be wasted?"

"Do you care about the types of trivial matters?" Bai Ye frowned: "No, wait, you are obviously looking forward to the great plague caused by that poet girl... Does the advancement of enlightenment culture help you?"

"The third permanent mechanism, I want to collect the spiritual form of the final trial. Of course, this miss has not yet reached the point where I have to personally intervene, just let it go with the flow, let it go with the flow."

"Absolutely evil, dystopia, and then the third permanent organ. All that allows you to intervene carefully, is the final trial of mankind's destruction of mankind."

"The self-destruction factor is a very important nutrient."

"Well, since you said that...Alas, poor Jialing and the Great Sage, they are bothered by canaries and dystopias. Had it not been for Leticia's persuasion, the impulsive character of the Great Sage would have been rushed in. NS."

"Let her stay in the heavenly court honestly."

"I think so too."

Bai Ye nodded, then got off Rope's knee.

Unexpectedly, before taking two steps, he was copied by the black-haired young man again.

"Hey, don't you think about it now..."

"It's all here. Put some good stuff in your stomach before you go back."

Luo Pei whispered softly in Bai Ye's ear.

"As the star spirit of the sun, you don't always like night, right?"

They are all old husbands and old wives, so shy. Thinking of this, Bai Ye slowly entered the state.

Copper was refined.

Chapter 73—Saya and Nyoghada, the daughters set off

When Rope's chaotic events in the box court came to an end, while enjoying the wine pond meat forest, certain corners of the multiverse began to agitate on the contrary.

Here is the kingdom of darkness.

There is no sky, no ocean, the air is thin, and the whole earth is full of hard rocks and minerals.

In the gloomy soil and rocks, the Amobo Zergs worked endlessly, for which the master of the Kingdom of God opened up criss-crossing underground tunnels. Those Amobo lords who kept the crimson shells carefully used precious minerals to shape the idols, while whispering to fear the tyranny of their masters.

This is a country without light.

Here is the cradle of ever-darkness.

High Cthulhu, the eternal fallen territory of Nyogda, the "Dweller of Darkness".

In the indescribable solemn cave, the dark liquid is boiling.

Almost a thousand lords of Amobo crawled on the ground with their forelimbs, and were in fear both physically and mentally.

It's hard for outsiders to believe that these expert masters who manipulate dark magic and black magic will appear in such a wimpy posture. With the abilities of the lord of the Amobo Zerg and the continuous subordinates, as long as they play well, they can destroy a kingdom and a magical civilization lightly.

And now, they can only beg the anger of the gods not to burn too hot.

Or, the anger should not fall on their own heads.

"Stupid! Stupid worm!"

Nyogda was roaring.

"I need death! I need fear! I need dark and rotten souls! And what about you? What have you done for me besides shoveling dirt and rocks in my kingdom of God all day? I bestow you the blessings of earth and darkness, But you are not good at using it, why should I care for you? It may be better to care for a batch of breadworms than you!"

Before the Zerg lords of Amobo could reply, Nyogda's tentacles curled up from the Zerg lords closest to her.

Just touching, the huge divine power destroyed the body and soul of the Zerg lord, turning them into fragile objects like black briquettes.

Nyogda threw the wreckage at the lords full of madness, and the lords remained silent, letting the slings hit with huge power.

"An ancient **** who should be rotting and worms, dare to imprison me in the kingdom of God...Sooner or later I will tear you all to pieces!"

The ever dark goddess cursed.

One of them, Lord Amobo with a golden shell, stood up tremblingly as he saw the evil spirit gradually stabilized.

"My dear Nyogda, we have tried our best to fulfill your desire. But you also know that the seals of those wicked ancient gods are very powerful, and every time we use mortals to open the sacrificial space channel, we will spend a lot of money. The strength of the lords even consumes a lot of the life of the lord..."

"Are you quibbling about your incompetence to me?"

"Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

"Incompetent waste, I decided it was you for dinner today..."

Before death fell on the head of the Zerg tribe lord, the soft voice of a girl remembered in the dark cave.

"Sister Nyogda, why bother to make such a big fire with your servants?"

The lords of Amobo seemed to have heard the most beautiful nature.