Chapter 957-Respect for Life

also a teenager, but he was younger than you at that time, and his name seemed to be …... Cao Yuan "whenheard these two words, Lin was stunned for seven nights, and the figure of the dark-haired teena...the blood volume of the Dead God was about eight times that of the Thunder Beast at that time.

Thunder Beast, after all, is only the spirit of the mirror, belonging to the immortal beast, not the real god, and most of its own power depends on the mirror itself, so although it is a god, there is still a big gap between it and the real Tianjin god.

and the corpse god is an evil god born out of the Tianjin god. Except for having no power of law, the other aspects have almost completely inherited the power seen by the mountain god Dashin. From the point of view of the amount of blood alone, we can see that its combat effectiveness against thunderbeasts is not at all the same level.

Taki Bai of pomelo dispersed his long gun with one hand and slid in the empty air with the other. The illusory prop panel crossed his eyes and was finally locked on a blood-colored sickle.

"selection of props... Grade Gu Wu props, [Blood Reaper]. "

"level props: [blood Reaper], each damage deals a real damage of 1% of the target's health limit, ignoring level, magic immunity, and hegemony."

A line of small print floated past in front of Taki Bai of pomelo. He reached out and clasped it in the panel, and the ferocious blood sickle was caught by him. The end of the sickle was wrapped around a sturdy lock. The surface of the sickle was covered with dark red blood stains. I don't know where the blood was cut.

this prop is the biggest harvest of pomelo pear in recent months. For this legendary prop, he didn't know how many overnight copies he had stayed up and finally included it in his prop backpack.

all this is for him to have the possibility of victory when he faces his divine opponent again one day.

although the property of this sickle is still far worse than that of the chopsticks pulled out by Lin Qiye before, it is only a disposable prop after all, and this sickle can be used indefinitely.

the corpse god standing on the broken mountain seems to be aware of the white threat of pomelo pears and diverts his attention from the ants at the foot of the mountain. The face without facial features is raised and looks up silently at the figure in red clothes standing high in the air.

"scene: [Yan Devil's Hell] loaded."

as the idea of pomelo pear whitening rises, a line of small print appears in mid-air.

Dong--!

Shaddock Taki Bai holds a blood sickle in his hand, a field opens rapidly under his feet, the surrounding environment changes instantly, from the rising broken mountain into a scorched black land full of hell fire.

since the Dead God inherits the power of the Mountain God, as long as he creates a battle scene without mountains, it can greatly weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness!

as soon as pomelo Taki Bai's feet stepped on the scorched black land of boiling lava, the body turned into a flash of lightning and instantly came to the side of the corpse god.

he grabbed the broken lock at the end of the blood-colored sickle, swung it out hard, and the lock extended at an astonishing speed. The two-meter-long giant sickle instantly flew more than a hundred meters away, and the blade cut several pieces of mountain rubble suspended around the corpse god one after another and cut it in its chest.

Blood volume-2482393!

this knife wiped out 1% of the health of the dead god.

although from a percentage point of view, it is not too much, but if you cut down a hundred times, even the real gods can only be badly injured and nearly killed by pomelo pears.

the god of the corpse was cut by this knife, and the gap in the dark face opened and closed violently, as if it was roaring, and the tide of terrible power swept around it, and a terrible wrath of the mountain gods was brewing.

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on the scorched black earth, dressed in red and holding the blood sickle, like the god of death clutching fate, is frantically harvesting the blood volume of the corpse god.

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circle of people.

sea area.

the surging sea is gradually stained with a touch of blood, the corpses of marine creatures float to the surface, the stumps are stained with blood, and the sea breeze is full of blood.

A huge pixel cruise ship, like a mountain, stops somewhere on the sea, allowing the sea to beat and stand still. Directly in front of the

cruise ship, a pixel platform with a side of several hundred meters has been built, and there is a small round hole in the center of the platform. Several members of the cult are standing near the platform against the waves, as if they were calculating something.

if you look below the sea surface, you will find that there are more than two hundred pixel platforms in the deep sea.

the distribution of these pixel platforms is completely vertical, and the circular holes in the center precisely fit into a super-long acceleration orbit. above the first pixel platform on the sea surface, hangs a silver sword, the blade pointing to the depths of the earth, emitting a cold glow.

in front of the cruise ship, a young girl, dressed in a ragged cloak, was quietly staring at the direction of Japan. There was a touch of red in the sky in the distance, and her brow frowned slightly.

"Sir, the Sword of Evil is ready and ready to be activated." The knight went to her against the sea breeze and solemnly said, "as long as you give the order, Tian Cong Yunjian will penetrate the mirror in 42 seconds, and this' circle of people 'will also be completely destroyed."

"well, I see."

the memorial nodded slightly, looked into the distance, and said nothing more.

"one more thing." The knight seems to have thought of something.

"since half an hour ago, some members have had symptoms of red-eye mania, which should have something to do with that weird pollution. Although I have closed and quarantined them at the first time, the number is still increasing rapidly. So far, 72 people have been quarantined. "

"how many people do we have left"

"less than forty."

"is it enough to activate the Sword of Evil"

"if the goal is to activate the Sword of Evil, one person is enough."

". I see. Then wait. "

the knight hesitated for a moment, then asked, "what are you waiting for, sir" This' circle of people 'will not last much longer, and in more than ten minutes at the most, pollution will completely corrode this mirror, and those who live here will not survive. If the br goes on, I'm afraid those souls will also be contaminated and turn into corpses. "

"isn't that more than ten minutes" Commemorating with his hands in his pockets and opening calmly, "We want to destroy the 'circle of people' and liberate the dead, as long as we do it before the mirror is completely contaminated."

We save the dead, but the same thing. We should also give people living in this' circle of people'a chance to live.

after all, there are still people trying to save this country, and these tens of millions of people still have a chance to survive. Until the last minute, we can't destroy their hopes.

this is the most basic respect for life. "

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