MTL - Battle Frenzy-v9 Chapter 252 Only one hope

Lao Wang was also a heavy treasure in his hand, and he was happy. He forgot to remind him. In fact, with the estimation of Lao Wang, Jonas has already built a foundation, and it will certainly be more difficult to take this epee, but it is not so. He forgot that he felt that it was more convenient because the body of the deified cell was too abnormal, and the sword recognized the Lord, and he felt lighter in his own hands...

"Is it okay?" Wang Zhong cried and laughed, and wanted to pick up the epee.

"Don't move!" The flying pig has a dead heart, and his face is crying and mourning. The feeling of eight fingers at this time is completely numb: "Broken, broken!"

Hemp eggs, this is too special!

Mirror world.

Dark night, abrupt, a round of blushing moon shines from the air! The cloudy red moonlight falls on this cursed world, bursting with magical fluctuations. In this undulation, one figure after another climbed out from the shadows, they were twisted silently, and then they stood upright, looking up at the sky of the blushing moon, they were still distorted by the curse the previous moment. Killing monsters, now, in the moonlight, the souls of the will are returning to their scattered cognitions little by little.

"Hey..."

"Do not!"

Faded with the curse of madness, when memories recalled from the mind, the great pain rose from their hearts, and they screamed desperately.

Rebel army camp...

With the fall of the blushing moonlight, everyone came out in unison and gathered in the camp's open space. The flashing yellow bonfire seemed to dilute the blush of the moonlight, illuminating the face of everyone looking at the sky.

Sorrow is spreading, "Wake up is coming again."

"The most painful thing is this."

The curse is crazy, but it has always been immersed in the curse of madness. It is not a relief, but it is clear that the managers of the mirror world will not give them this opportunity, the red moon that appears every once in a while, give All exiles bring a sober time, more sad than the madness of the pain in every survivor's chest, they suffer from the killings they make in madness, they remember everything, how to kill, how to eat raw meat, Thirsty for blood.

"You can't live, you can't die..."

A long sigh, in the distance, in the moonlight of the blush, a large group of spirits exuding the sorrowful grayness drew from the ground, their spirits trembled, the deep pain condensed in the depths of their souls, they thought miserable Calling, but they can't be stunned, they can't vent at all, they can only suffer all these pains silently, and the consciousness of their consciousness that has just been forcibly awakened is being hit by a terrible memory over and over again. Smashing, which caused them to collapse and collapse again, just like the boulder was blown into gravel, and it was crushed into stone powder, each time it was broken deeper!

This is the truth of this prison in the mirror world!

Death is only the first step. The real torture is the soul after death. Even if they can survive in the killing, they will shudder over them all over the waking day. Killing may not shake them, but When the memories of the blood on the ground rushed to their hearts, they immediately knew that everything that had been persisted, the embankment collapsed. It’s better to be awake than crazy, at least crazy and forgetful.

Suicide on the awake day? Of course, some people have done this stupid thing, but these idiots will soon know that they are very wrong! Death is not the end, the soul is blocked in this mirrored world, and the souls after death here will be captured by the rules of the world. They are trapped in the darkness of the earth and continue to accept deeper pains. It is more straightforward than the killing of the essence of torture!

Until the last trace of soul is crushed by pain, the last trace of soul annihilation will end, no, the so-called end is only the speculation of the survivors, perhaps the annihilation is not the final end, but another deeper new The beginning of the pain!

The soft voice was suddenly low and then hidden. All the sights were recovered from the blushing moon of the sky. A figure came out of the main account, and all the sights looked at him fieryly.

A Tsing Yi robes, their leaders, their stars, and the lighthouse of the road, are dragging them out of the curse, awakening their dignity, and giving them the hope of the Buddha!

Mo Wen’s side is closely followed by the “Four Great Believers” of the Rebels. The long-nosed elephant is always standing in front. His sensitive nose can smell the dangerous smell. A proud Peacock is closely following the ink. Behind him, his skeptical eyes swept to everyone who might touch the Buddha. In the left hand of the Buddha, a six-eyed monkey was in step, three eyes were shining, and in the right hand, it was a The body is as powerful as the artifacts of the King Kong, and the huge body of King Kong is enough to shock all threats.

The mournful atmosphere was swept away with the arrival of Mo Wen, and everyone’s eyes became firm. The rebel army was sober, completely different from the kind of painful sobriety brought by the sober day. What Moh asked for them was The dignified self, he is the only redemption in the mirror world, as long as the ink is still there, they will not fall into the sinking again.

Now, they want to save more brothers and sisters to join them!

Ink asked to stop, he looked around, King Kong kneel in front of him, Mo asked a little nod to King Kong, reaching out and gently touching the forehead of King Kong, King Kong excited hands stretched over, will ask the station On his shoulders.

When King Kong stood up again, everyone needed to look up to see the ink question. Everyone’s eyes broke out with trust and worship. Not everyone can get King’s kneel, even if it’s a golden dragon, the King Kong family. Dignity, swear to kill can not be insulted, only standing dead King Kong! But here, King Kong is willing to kneel down and sacrifice his dignity to the Buddha, which means he can give everything to the Buddha.

Mo Wen is condescending, and his eyes look around every face, and 1,016 rebels from different races.

Everyone is very revered to him. In the look of these people, Mo Wen can feel the improvement of his ability. It is a terrible change. He does not know what kind of strength he is, especially His spiritual strength has continued to grow with the expansion of the rebel army. This is an extremely wonderful feeling. Invisibly, Mo Wen feels a key point. However, it is like a flower in the mirror. Can be seen, but always separated by a layer of film that can not be broken, always can not catch the real key, the details are still not transparent.

Perhaps the Rebels continue to expand and get more believers, and he can see more clearly. Of course, although the strength of the Rebels is constantly expanding, the Mohist question is still kept as low-key as possible. The will to fight against the Divine Realm is obviously the egg hitting the stone, but the ink asks not to be a real confrontation, but to use him. The way to give the earth a place.

"You, the waking day, the last waking day, eleven days, we only saved one hundred and twenty brothers and sisters to join us, this figure is compared to the survivors who are still cursing, Far from being enough, but fortunately, the 121 brothers and sisters who have suffered and suffered as much as we are, are all standing here today, one is not small, one has not left, they have chosen to believe me, believe Everyone, believe that we are rebel, thank you, and thank you all."

Many people in the crowd stood up in the chest. They were the 121 people who were rescued last time. Their eyes were extraordinarily strong, their lips were tight, and their breath was broken. They had a strong sense of mission.

And they will be the main force of this rescue operation.

"Remember, we try not to use violence, let everyone know about our existence, let them come to us. Of course, sometimes violence is the only way to open the situation. When it is unavoidable, we don't need to hesitate. Everyone's safety is First place, start!"

Ink asked the beginning of this rescue operation.

The fallen city.

The waking days brought by the blushing month vary in length, sometimes as short as three days, and sometimes there is a long period of one month, which is related to each individual's strength.

The fallen city is the place where the gods leave them regret, let them experience a little "living" happiness, in order to compare the pain, this is the true meaning of punishment.

Only here, they can feel the feeling of being a civilized life.

"Have you heard of the Rebels?"

The pub is already the third day of the waking day. The wine that was sealed under the cellar was opened. Although it is difficult to drink, the culture brought by the wine makes every visitor willing to buy drunk, wine. Not intoxicating people are drunk, and there is always a variety of new news here.

In the past, most of the strong masters finally did not resist the past, died in a certain place, or another master was sent to this **** mirror prison.

However, on these two awakening days, they heard the most news, but what resistance army?

What do you resist? Mirror world? Still high above, like God, control the prison councils that they are awake or addicted?

People are in prison, even if there is a sober day, but they can always be cursed and lost consciousness, and become a monster that only kills blood. Under such circumstances, what can you resist? How to resist?

Some old survivors who have lived long enough in the mirror world have always sneered at such news. "Don't mix it. If you have someone who is newcoming, listen to me, in the mirror world, tens of millions. Don't just go to death, death will not let you get rid of, it will only make you more painful. I think you have seen those horrible gray undead before you come to the market. Death will only make you become that kind of thing. The pain will be ten times that now!"

"But I heard that the Rebels have a Buddhist scripture that can completely remove the curse and keep people awake."

"How is it possible? Isn't there a lot of urinary alcohol? Lanmarote, what kind of broken wine are you brewing?"

"Don't drink, don't drink!"

The singer Lanmarlot replied, he is the so-called "boss" of this ruined pub, and one of the longest survivors here, and the wine he brewed is really not blowing, indeed and urine. It's just as hard to drink, but no one can blame him. Lanmarlot is indeed a master brewer, but it is useless to be a **** here.

Lanmarlot listened to the news of the rebel army. His brows were always wrinkled, because he had been exposed to the rebels on the last waking day.

The rebel forces asked him to advertise for them. However, Lanmarote saw with his own eyes that they used a tough violent means to plunder one of his old friends, Xiong Renge.

Rebel? Anyway, Lanmarlot is not convinced at all that the unreliable news is at best a group of lunatics who have been together to do crazy things. He has lived in the mirror world for decades, he has seen so many The thing, poor old friend Gran, without him, Lanmarote winemaking is missing the same material, the bear man can always get honey, Gran is always secret to his ability, but Lanmarote Knowing that Gran's body contains a biological device called a honeycomb, which is usually used to summon the poisonous bee colony, but the nature of the bear's greed makes its role become eaten.

Poor Gran, Lanmarlot shook his head. The reason why he was forced to be strong was that the madmen knew the secret of his hive.

Hey, no honey, the wine that he can take out the next waking day, certainly not as difficult to drink as the urine, because he can be sure, it will be more difficult to drink than the urine!

Lanmarlot concentrates his will on his winemaking business as much as possible. As a person who can always wake up because of his racial talent, finding something meaningful is the motivation to live.

Just thinking about whether to tell the crowds in the pub that the next cocktail was more difficult than this time, Lanmarlot saw the gate of the pub being pushed by a familiar tall figure.

The smiling bear man came in. He was wearing a white robe. The robe was a rune. This is not the point. The point is that this bear is an old friend of Lanmarlot, which makes his wine as difficult to drink as urine. Honey Gran!

"Old honey?!!"

Lanmarlot screamed the name of Gran.

"Hey, Mole, still alive?"

"Hey, are you okay? You are not dead?"

Gran Yang raised his exaggerated brows, and the expression on the bear's face was extraordinarily rich. "Do you see me being saved?"

"Save? Are they not kidnapping you? How can you still be alive? You..."

"Hahaha, you old squirrel, your grandfather bears a good job, this time Grandpa bear is coming to take you away."

Glen spoke and extended his bear claws toward Lanmarlot. The alcoholic people around him looked at them. They obviously knew the relationship between the bear and the mouse, so there was no Anxious to intervene.

boom!

When Lanmarlot didn't have time to resist, he was shot on the ground by Gran, and he passed out. Gran picked up him and put it on his shoulders. Then he smiled at the table and said: "Oh, I believe that the old bear will join me in the resistance army. I feel that it is not credible. Oh, this time I will not force you. On the next waking day, the old bear will come with the old mole to prove that the resistance is true. Moreover, it will bring real salvation to everyone!"

boom……

All of a sudden, the pub was confusing, and a few strong breaths rose slightly, but hesitated and took it back. They wanted to stop Gran, but the momentum between them touched them, and they sensed the fighting spirit of Gran. Very different, it is not like a decadent awakening from the curse, the vitality of their lives makes them wonder.

There are also a few lonely figures joined by Xiong Renlan. They have a desperate smile on their faces. They don’t care if Granny doesn’t believe it. Anyway, the body has reached the limit. They are not sure if they can get the next time. On the awake day, following the glory of the past, the worst result was that the soul was handed over to the world of this curse soon.

The world of the Sea King has long unilaterally cut off the connection with the Star Alliance, and the only one that has been established there has been closed. By flying, even if the mechanical spacecraft can reach the speed of light, they don't know how many years to fly. Therefore, to go to the distant dimension world, it is naturally the door to the dimension.

When I came last time, I stayed in the instrument that Titan supervised. This time, the breath of the black vortex in the door of the dimension, even at the entrance, can clearly feel the mighty energy. . It is a kind of wormhole energy. Short-distance transmission may be more efficient and stable with rune transmission, but if it is a very long distance, wormhole transmission can truly reach any corner of this fifth dimension world.

At this point, four figures are standing at the entrance to the door of the dimension.

"His Royal Highness." The leader is a fire demon. The shape of the fire demon looks very like a heavenly person, but the skin is slightly red, just like Lavelle, if it is not a reddish skin, she looks and There is no difference between normal humans: "I am from the Star Alliance Guard's Gravento~www.novelbuddy.com~ I will be responsible for assisting my mission."

"Fortunately, there is the captain of the Laugha map." Wang smiled and reached out and shook him.

"Igao."

"Iga Swordsman, Iga XIII, Iga Millennium."

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

The four bloodsuckers with horns have self-reported their names, and the Iga family is also considered to be the Wang of the Gorefiend family. The masters are all generations. Although several people are real Dan, they can be used as vassals of the Fire Devils. These four people are faint. Standing on the side of Gravento and withdrawing from the distance of half a body, it is quite respectful to both Gravenu and Wang Zhong.

Once the identity of the Earth, the Gorefiends can easily override the Wang Zhong, but once they enter the Tianzun class, their status will become different. Not to mention how the Gorefizu will look at the Earth civilization, but at least to Wang Zhong, It is necessary to maintain enough respectfulness, His Royal Highness, and the identity can be equal to the elders of the seven-level civilization of the Gorefiend.

"Wang’s Highness should be the first Tianzun mission?” said Graventu. “The first Tianzun missions are often simple, but rewarding, and it’s also a reflection of the inner door’s emphasis on His Royal Highness, like this time. The mission of the imperial star, the four-and-a-half-level civilization of the district, with the strength of His Royal Highness, one person can easily step on the level, not to mention the assistance I have, and I am here."

"This is exactly the case." Iro, who is older, is the elder of the four demons, and has been the deputy of Gravento in the Star Alliance Guard. He said with a smile: "This low civilization, If you are not accustomed to the blood of the world, you can just pronounce their crimes directly, and let us do a few things."

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