Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

The conceited Ning Qingcang paid a heavy price in the process of chasing the nightmare.

Just a glance.

The so-called Spring and Autumn Dream has become a big dream without trace.

on the battlefield.

The superhumans who regained body control suddenly discovered...

All the mechanical warriors stopped moving at the same time.

They were like wax figures, standing motionless on the ground.

And the army of the undead stopped together.

This strange scene made the extraordinary people dare not move.

The war seems to have come to an end in such an eerie atmosphere-.

Not 0 casualties.

In the state of self-destruction just now, the number of casualties of the transcendents was in the dozens.

But this is fighting.

As the night watchmen of the main city, they have long been accustomed to the heavy burdens they need to bear.

At this moment, they looked into the distance.

All eyes are locked on the tomb of mourning.

They seem to have won.

But what about the future?

In a short period of time, after the Dawning Alliance that has changed hands several times, what should we do in the future?

No one knew at all.

And for the tomb of mourning.

He has more important things to figure out than to give answers to a group of Night Watchers that belong to the future.

He met the "friend" of the past, the master of machines who was also keen to create icy life.

The realm of the gods is not a mess of sand.

Where there is life, there are rivers and lakes.

In this regard, even the God Realm is no exception.

The Lord of the Tomb and the Lord of Machines signed an alliance agreement thousands of years ago.

They belong to the same evil camp.

The thing he is best at is sieging cities and looting lands.

The last cooperation.

Originated from the fight against the invaders of the gods.

A dirty race like never before.

Weird, twisted, creepy, scary.

Unlike the chaos of the devil, the cunning of the devil.

The race that is the enemy of the Lord of Machines and the Tomb of Mourning is a group of dirty bugs.

Only, unlike the bugs in regular images.

Those bugs that exude a twisted aura have successively defeated the undead army composed of machines and mourning tombs.

The battle was brutal.

So much so that even the Divine Residence was forced to fall.

never thought...

Their fates are so similar.

All were imprisoned by humans, and even their power was deprived.

However, the tomb of mourning got out of trouble early and got rid of the shame.

The Lord of Machines did not refute, but looked at the tomb of mourning with complex eyes:

"Why do you have the smell of a skull on you?"

"You are seriously injured, and it stands to reason that there is no possibility of recovery at all.

"Even if you reincarnate with the help of a secret method, you will need hundreds of years of savings before you can re-enter the demigod realm. 99

"But now..."

The machine master is very confused.

So much so that this intense curiosity even covered the joy of surviving and getting out of trouble.

"skull?

Tomb of Mourning sneered:

"That guy who didn't know what he was called provoked an existence that shouldn't be touched.

"He died, and I inherited all that was left of him."

"As for why I have become like this, it is also because of the existence of that one."5

"I have given my allegiance to each other and have thus gained a new life.

The expression of the Lord of Machines is somewhat indescribable.

in his sight.

The master of the mourning tomb who has always been murderous and ignored life to the extreme.

The expression on his face now is full of respect?

Loyalty to others is tantamount to acting as a servant.

This is simply a humiliation that is unacceptable to mortals.

But the Lord of the Tomb is different.

Humility was written all over the other's face.

It seems that it is an honor to be able to become the opponent's subordinate.

This undoubtedly made the Lord of Machines have strong doubts.

"This guy's spirit won't be corrupted, will he?"

"Or, the real Lord of the Tomb of Mourning is dead, and now standing in front of me is just a human with the soul of the Lord of the Tomb of Mourning?"

The machine master once threatened to assist Ning Qingcang in order to get out of trouble.

But that's just trying hard.

Once the time is ripe, the Machine Lord will not hesitate to suppress the opponent.

Knowing all this.

Ning Qingcang never let him get out of trouble!

But what about the tomb of mourning?

Become a servant, but also a complacent look.

The Machine Lord looked at it, not only did not find it funny, but there was an inexplicable coldness.

When did the gods overlooking the world become so humble?

The Lord of Machines didn't want to know all of this at all.

He just wanted to escape.

After being bound for many years, the Machine Lord is desperate for the taste of freedom.

But now...

The Machine Master had a feeling that he had just left the devil's cave and encountered an even more terrifying disaster.

There is no effective expression on the mechanical body.

Because of the influence of emotions, the mechanical warriors on the side also became strange one after another.

Like an electric shock, they all shivered on the spot.

The mourners who saw all this laughed.

He looked at his former friend and said:

"You seem to be in a mess inside.""

"Do you think I'm crazy?

"Instead of the previous me, I also couldn't guess that I would make the choice at this moment.

"However, you can't imagine the stalwart of that existence.

A god's residence that is different from a mechanical body.

The emotional changes on the face of the mourning tomb were exceptionally clear.

His eyes turned red, and the veins on his forehead also appeared.

Especially at the corners of his mouth, there was an exaggerated and surly smile like a clown.

The machine master who saw this scene was undoubtedly frightened.

A thought appeared in his mind and could not be eradicated.

Tomb of Mourning is crazy.

To be precise, the other party was contaminated.

Pollution is a blanket concept.

To put it simply.

It is the cannibalization and aggression produced by the strong will, attached to the weak will.

1.....

Only the gods pollute others.

Where has the Lord of Machines seen this scene in front of him?

The high-end combat power that belongs to the same camp as himself has now become a loyal servant!

Moreover, the degree of pollution suffered by the other party greatly exceeded the imagination of the machine master.

Crazy look.

Like a mad believer who can dedicate his life for the other party.

At this moment, although he had never seen it with his own eyes, the Machine Master intuitively felt how terrifying the polluters hidden in the shadows were.

The Lord of the Tomb has been afflicted.

The death master of the past, along with the invasion of the Zerg, has completely fallen.

Now, what appears in front of me...

It is just a poor person who merges with mortals and only has the memory of the mourning tomb.

Only the weak will be so humble and loyal!

The Lord of Machines has already begun to retreat.

Because of the strange performance of the tomb of mourning, he just got out of trouble and was extremely weak, and he felt a little panic.

The Machine Lord took a step back and flattered:

"If there is a chance, I really want to visit the door, the person you mentioned exists."

"Boom! 35

But what the machine never expected was that just after his voice fell, the Lord of the Mourning Grave suddenly raised a terrifying aura of death.

This breath is undoubtedly shocking to the extreme.

A gloomy beam of light penetrated between the heavens and the earth in an instant.

And the master of the mourning tomb located in it, the strength is layered upon layers.

The resulting pressure made the Lord of Machines make a strange "crunching" sound.

It seems that it will not take long for this body to completely collapse.

The difference between them is revealed.

Even if Ning Qingcang had never been annihilated because of peeping.

He can't be the opponent of Mourning Tomb either.

The Machine Master was completely dumbfounded and looked completely dumbfounded.

"Can't the horse's feet finally hide?

"The so-called alliance is just based on the same position with each other."

The Machine Master never believed in friendship.

Born to be a god.

Their emotions have been stripped out of their bodies countless years ago.

The Lord of Machines is now weak, and has been reduced to the lowest level.

Devour yourself.

Tomb of Mourning can undoubtedly continue to take a step up.

The Lord of Machines is willing to fight, but the aura of the Tomb of Nai He is particularly terrifying.

He is only secretly accumulating power, and once the Lord of the Mourning Graves tries to devour himself...

The master of the machine is to blow himself up, and he will not let the other party get his wish.

Despite this choice, his strength will be extremely weak, and it will even take a thousand years to reach the realm of the gods.

But this is the only thing He can do.

But just when the machine master was uneasy, he heard the tomb of mourning suddenly say:

"visit?"

"What qualifications do you have to visit each other? 55"

"You are just a lowly guy, you don't even have a body, what qualifications do you have to threaten to visit that existence?

The remarks of the tomb of mourning made the attack of the master of the machine, like a flame of cold water doused, completely vanished.

The machine master originally thought that the sudden action of the tomb of mourning was to devour himself and gain divinity.

But who would have thought...

The reason for the other party's anger and anger was so bizarre.

"What did I say?"

"As for being so angry?

The machine master even felt a little aggrieved...

You are God!

Is the master of machinery!

Is the symbiosis master who creates mechanical creatures!

Why is there no qualification to visit, the so-called [existence]?

You are crazy, not the whole world.

The Machine Lord can't imagine, if he doesn't even have the qualifications to visit.

So who...

What about this qualification?

But rebuttal?

The Machine Lord looked up at the mourning tomb in front of him.

The opponent's momentum is like a torrent, rushing to the sky.

In the mind of the machine master, a voice kept resounding.

"do not speak!

"Don't talk if you want to live!

The only remaining rationality made the Machine Lord obediently shut his mouth.

Because He knows that once he provokes the tomb of mourning, his fate will never be easier.

Where does the master of machinery know...

The feeling of the tomb of mourning at the moment.

In the past, he was chased by a dog and broke into the room with a mortal heart.

The harsh babble resounded in his ears.

Is a mourning tomb a visit?

Calculate!

But not a visit, but a kneeling visit!

It's the same attitude.

And what kind of qualifications does a machine master who is slightly weaker than himself go to see each other?

But the master of machinery gave a wake-up call to the tomb of mourning.

perhaps……

You can take the lord of machinery in front of you as a tribute and dedicate it to the stalwart lord of the gods!

tribute.

This is the worship that believers give to the gods on weekdays.

It's just that that existence is too terrifying.

Until now, the Tomb of Mourning cannot forget how vast and boundless that barren universe is.

Countless resources were scattered around because of the collapse of the planet.

Star Mine.

water of life.

Gathering flowers.

These treasures that make mortals desperately kill each other, in that barren universe, are just garbage scattered around.

as a servant.

Tomb of Mourning wanted to contribute its own offerings a long time ago.

Regrettably...

He didn't know what to offer at all.

wealth?

woman?

These mortal things are simply an insult to Him!

And now...

Tomb of Mourning found a suitable gift.

What is there, than enshrining a deity.

What can be more sincere?

Thinking of this, the murderous aura on the Lord of the Tomb of Mourning gradually dissipated.

Although there is no pressure.

But the heart of the machine master did not change so easily.

Instead, an even more terrifying sense of crisis permeated his body.

Because He intuitively felt it, the look of the Tomb of Mourning towards him changed.

This time, the Machine Lord took three or four steps back.

She looks weak, like a little girl.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Tomb of Mourning sneered:

"doing what?"

"I will give you as a tribute to my lord!"

0... ask for flowers 0....

"Your destiny will be controlled by Him.

This sentence completely made the machine master lose his patience for compromising.

The Lord of Machines is bitter!

Compared with the tribute, the prisoner's identity is undoubtedly better.

The Machine Master kept cursing Ning Qingcang in his heart.

If you have no ability, you also learn from others to invade the forces!

do!

Simply an act of death.

Now it's better, not only did he kill himself, but he also let himself suffer this kind of suffering.

The Lord of Machines realized his current predicament.

Can't sit still.

Thinking of this, the Lord of Machines actually glowed red.

Not only that, the temperature of the whole body soared.

One Baidu.

Five Baidu!

A thousand degrees!

The terrifying scorching power even melted the sand under his feet one after another.

Prisoners are just not free, but their lives are still alive.

Tribute available?

Who knows the existence of that statue and what unique taste it has.

In the boundless universe, there are always some stalwarts who like unique food.

Mountain giant?

Desolate planet?

Or mechanical life?

The master of machinery does not want to be food, so he must respond!

this moment.

The Lord of Machines is obviously going to break through.

He tried to blow himself up to get a chance for himself.

The terrifying scorching hot breath is like the setting of the sun hanging in the sky.

Everyone felt a burning sensation.

A group of extraordinary people narrowed their eyes one after another.

escape?

This is no longer possible!

The distance is so close, once the other party really blew himself up, the entire Maple Leaf City will be completely wiped from this continent.

The joy that had just escaped birth was completely annihilated at this moment and ceased to exist.

Not to mention ordinary people.

Even the dead Lin Han squinted his eyes at this moment. He was not afraid that his eyes would be burned, and he locked onto the figure at the source of the scorching heat.

Full of panic, he whispered:

"Is this the power of God?

under close range.

The Tomb of Mourning was not at all anxious, still like chatting, muttering to himself:

"You're still the same. 99

“Egotistical, proud, always in control of the situation.35

"..."

"In front of the power of that existence, you are nothing!"

The voice fell.

Tomb of Mourning suddenly stretched out his right hand and covered it towards the head of the machine master.

Obviously flesh and blood.

But it gave the Lord of Machines a very strange feeling.

But I saw that big hand turned into a sky-shattering palm print in vain.

His field of vision also changed from the scorching city edge to a dark, dead space.

There is an unimaginably cold atmosphere here.

"What did the tomb say?

"Is this the power bestowed by that existence?"

The master of the machine was concentrating, trying to peep the strength of the mastermind who was so flattered by the Tomb of Mourning.

Then, the Machine Lord saw a fist.

The other party appeared in front of him out of thin air!

It was as if it had been chopped off, pale and without a trace of blood.

It clenched into a fist and seemed to be hiding something in its palm.

The eyes of the Lord of Machines were attracted at the moment. He focused his consciousness on his clenched fist. It seemed that all the answers he wanted were hidden there.

next second.

The fist has changed.

Slowly spread out, as if wanting to show the secret for the master of machinery.

Like a blooming rose, so attractive.

The Machine Lord finally saw everything inside.

It was still a pale fist.

The fist in the palm is still clenched.

The secret is still there!

The machine involuntarily took another step forward and looked inside.

Immediately, the palm spread out, still a clenched fist.

The consciousness of the Machine Lord seems to have been completely beaten into knots at this moment.

If He wants to know the secret, he must move forward again.

that's it……

The Lord of Machines fell into the palms of the layers.

By the time He reacted, he had already landed in the palms of thousands and tens of thousands of layers.

"not good!"

The Machine Lord tried to get out of trouble, but the palm at the top suddenly closed.

Then, the second, third, hundredth, and thousandth palms closed in turn.

"Do not!""

The consciousness of the Machine Lord is enveloped in endless darkness.

real world.

The red glow that bloomed on the Lord of Machines completely dissipated.

The crisis in Maple Leaf City was lifted.

Tomb of Mourning looked at the motionless machine master with a strange smile on his face.

He will give his heart to the Lord tonight.

One……

A true god!

"Woooooooo..."

Even if a terrifying Soul Judge was bound, he still showed his arrogance and claws.

"Pfft!"

But at this moment, a long spear pierced the opponent's neck without warning.

Blood splattered.

Mia's face was stained with a trace of blood red.

But she didn't mind, just wiped her face indiscriminately, then carried the other party and walked towards the altar.

Compared to the Tianyi people who just came in.

At this moment, the surrounding clansmen shrunk again, and only one-third of the number remained.

To hunt for offerings.

The Sky Wings once again experienced the parting of life and death.

But this sacrifice is not without meaning.

At this moment, the altar is already full of demon corpses.

Looking at the clan, Mia raised her arm:

"Tonight, I will perform a blood sacrifice!

"To gain the attention of my lord Zatoguya!"

"Those brutal demons will pay in blood for this!"

At this moment, all the surviving Tianyi people's eyes turned red and they fell into anger.

They raised their fists like a vengeful spirit crawling out of the underworld.

"The price of blood!

"The price of blood!

The sound echoed in the cave, continuous and decisive, without end! Four.