Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 688 The End of the Era

Going around with the short-haired girl to complete the tasks directly issued by the boss behind the game system, the vision of the glasses is now no longer limited to the underlying universe familiar to ordinary candidates:

"Don't expect the candidates of the Lamarck game to worship you sincerely like the natives of the game world.

All players are just like us, just a group of survivors who have no bottom line, do whatever they can, and are only interested in profit.

If you really treat them as your own believers and let go of your guard, you will suffer a big loss! "

"If you encounter trouble, send us there immediately. Are you sure you have mastered this ability? After all, we are all your core believers now." Huang Mao, who is usually carefree, also advised.

Ever since he developed the area of ​​the brain for the sixth sense with the large amount of evolution points he obtained last time, he has always had a bad feeling of being calculated.

The short-haired girl waved her hands nonchalantly, stepped into the hazy gray fog in front of her with a smile on her face, and gradually dissipated her figure:
"Don't worry, the lord has left behind me. If there is any trouble beyond my ability, there is a high probability that he will do it himself.

And don't take the average candidate too seriously.We are now a special existence, and our status is equivalent to that group of domain managers made of geometric metal.

When meeting ordinary players, they should be afraid of us.

Bye bye, I'm going to enjoy the worship of believers now...

I wipe... right? "

Stepped into the gray mist with the front feet, and appeared on the altar of a strange world with the back feet.The second half of the short-haired girl's triumphant sentence was immediately choked back.

Her lofty, leisurely, mysterious and ethereal demeanor froze on her face, and she even swears subconsciously.

Only three meters away is his fateful enemy, [The Poet Killing Preface] looked at himself suspiciously.

And behind her, there are mysterious and mysterious goddesses who exude breathtaking coercion and surround her.

The indifferent divinity on the faces of those goddesses, the fit between the body shape and the avenue of heaven and earth are all engraved in the bones, they are born or have experienced a long time, and they are naturally noble.

This kind of recognition of her own sacred identity is completely beyond the reach of a nouveau riche like her.

"Thank you..." The short-haired girl turned her head and dived into the gray mist on the altar without saying a word.

But she found in despair that the luxurious and exquisite altar had already collapsed into white jade parts in no time.

The [Empress of Myriad Worlds], who had met once in the dream of the ancient gods, was standing in the ruins of the altar, staring at herself jokingly.

Recalling the hypocrisy and arrogance I showed in the gray mist just now, even the disdainful words of the second class were probably heard by these authentic goddesses...

The short-haired girl no longer knew whether she should be more worried about her personal safety, or whether she should be so embarrassed that she should dig a crack in the ground to hide.

Zhen Cheng obviously wasn't in the mood for teasing, she asked straight to the point: "Why did you show up?"

"You summoned me, so of course I came..." the short-haired girl tried to pretend to be a fool to pass the test.However, when she thought of the amazing performance of this person in front of her when she was still a mortal, she immediately felt a little discouraged.

"I summoned Lamarck." Zhen Cheng really didn't agree with this.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the words came out, the short-haired girl seemed to suddenly find confidence: "I am now Lamarque's spokesperson.

You know, the supreme gods like them from the real universe cannot easily enter our world and walk in reality with their real bodies.

So I became her voice, endowed with divine powers like you.If you have any questions, just report to me. "

After all, she even boldly glanced at the "tribute" that Mei Bixi dropped casually.

Zhen Cheng's expression gradually became suspicious. The sister in front of him who had had many entanglements with him obviously didn't know all the real inside stories.

Each of her own leaps and bounds was under Qu Yun's careful design, and she only showed supernatural speed after she fully grasped the power and realm of the previous level.

Part of this is due to her own talent, and the other part is due to the fact that the teacher has designed a way of sublimation that is possible to achieve quickly and is completely tailored for her talent.

Zhen Cheng believed that Lamarck's understanding of power and realm would not be inferior to that of his mentor, but would that adult really go to such lengths to train a disciple?

Even judging from the current erratic aura of the short-haired girl, Lamarck may not have pointed out the specific power she needs to master in each realm at all, but simply pulled her directly to a realm height.

Such an approach is not so much about cultivating disciples, but more like... creating some kind of container for carrying strength?

Full of doubts, Zhen Cheng tentatively said: "The Thirteen Divine Kingdoms are already preparing for war. Does the person behind you know exactly what the Divine Tribunal wants to do?"

"Divine cut... group?" The short-haired girl showed a puzzled expression.

Zhen Cheng frowned, and asked again: "The teacher wants to destroy the world, does he know?"

"Teacher?" Great doubts appeared in the short-haired girl's small eyes.

"It's not just the memory loss, but even the personality has changed..." Zhen Cheng sighed, "She has done so much dirty work for you...

You really don't have any worries about using your own people. "

"What the hell are you talking about?" The short-haired girl became inexplicably flustered when she heard her lifelong enemy nagging about something she didn't understand at all.

Zhen Cheng completely ignored her bewilderment, and continued to speak earnestly: "Since you have already anticipated our meeting, how about showing up and telling the story?
There are a few things that I really need to confirm.For example, after she suddenly overturned the poker table, what was your attitude like? "

Under the suspicious eyes of the gods, the eyes of the short-haired girl gradually lost their luster, as if she had turned back into the heroic Lamarck candidate that Zhen Cheng knew at the beginning.

Then, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes covered the narrow eyes of the single eyelid, revealing a compassionate expression like that of a Buddha, and suddenly said:

"Of course, in order to maintain the peace of the cosmic system, I will fulfill my duty and solve the key to... the problem."

"What is the crux of the problem...?" Zhen Cheng frowned deeply.

She felt that the posture of the person in front of her was completely different from the situation she had deduced through the upbringing method.

Undoubtedly, this shows that Qu Yun probably gave wrong information about that person from the very beginning.

"The key to the problem is...you!"

After all, the short-haired girl suddenly opened her eyes!

The wisdom contained in those familiar pupils, the years, the mystery, the background, and even a sense of vicissitudes of walking with a heavy burden...

All are shocks that Zhen Cheng has never seen in his life, and even his mentor has never shown it!
(End of this chapter)