Book of Gods and Demons

"Do you believe this guy?"

High in the sky, among the floating clouds, the hydra formed by the black mist turned into a huge snake formation.

Margaret III and Joe stood in a snake formation formed by a hydra. Chaos and evil laws filled the surroundings, turning them into a layer of invisible barriers, shutting off possible prying eyes from the outside world.

Margaret III was very blunt and asked Joe what he thought of the janitor number seven.

"This old guy... looks too ugly." Joe rubbed his nose hard.

He frowned, he shook his head after hesitating for a while: "However, it is undeniable that he is very powerful... and the method he proposed is the only way we can do now."

Margaret III pursed her lips.

Amidst the clouds, a piece of hail the size of a carriage quickly condensed, and then it slammed into the ground with the sound of a broken wind.

Below is the coalition defense line. Dozens of soldiers from the Gaul Republic are panting and strengthening the position of a field gun. A huge hail fell from the sky, and with a bang, the 380-caliber mortar under their care was smashed to pieces.

The soldiers uttered a desperate cry, and then with a certain liberating joy, they held the heavy and thick helmet on their head with both hands, and they fled into the nearest bunker as fast as possible under the hail of egg size.

The mortar they were responsible for was destroyed by natural disasters...

As artillery, their mission is complete!

"They have no morale anymore." Margaret III slowly nodded: "Except for the Lucians, those guys, as long as they give them a bottle of bad wine, they can still rush to the abyss creatures with enthusiasm. "

"Except for the Lucias, even our fighters, our proud nobles, they also..."

"Morale is fading, which is a very dangerous sign."

"So, Joe, whether what this guy said is true or false... Let's just think that they are the guardians of Medland. They wake up from the long sleep, really to help us fight against natural disasters and fight back against those who return. God, against this **** abyss!"

"Although, from the instinct of an emperor, I can perceive that the words of the seventh elder are a bit untrue."

"However, in such a situation, we can only trust him for the time being."

Margaret III patted Joe **** the chest, and her iron-gray eyes stared at Joe tightly: "You can trust some of his words...but never trust him."

After a moment of silence, Margaret III said solemnly: "Especially, to your grandfather."

She curled her lips and said coldly: "A man who can abandon his wife and daughter for the so-called rejuvenation righteousness and never return. How many years later, after smelling the smell of blood, he rushed back to usurp the benefits...a scumbag man, no trustworthy!"

Joe blinked and stared at Margaret III: "You mean, your Royal Highness Sallian..."

Margaret III's face suddenly went black.

She was silent for a while, and said cleanly: "Yes, Sallian, and his **** father, my son Ferdinand... including Conrad and Frederick are the little bastards. Inside, it's all the dregs of men!"

With a faint smile, Margaret III flicked Joe's nose: "But, Joe, I know that you are a kind, upright, and honest child... I believe you will not be harmful..."

Margaret III pointed to the company soldiers who were struggling to reinforce their positions in the trenches full of silt and water: "Look at them. You won't do anything harmful to these children, right?"

Joe clenched his right fist and tapped his heart lightly.

"Then, go, let's go!" Margaret III looked at the castle where Qiao Xuan and the janitor No. 7 and others lived temporarily in the distance: "The treasure of the Knights of Suffering... I didn't expect that they would Plant something and put it in that treasure."

"It really makes people...Is the words of this four-armed old monster believable?"

"The Knights of Suffering are just an arm of the Al organization, their arm to rescue civilians in the Dark Ages?"

"When the top leaders of the Al organization evacuated Medland, they left Medland's axis...the master axis of the entire world in the treasure of the Knights of Suffering?"

Margaret III murmured: "This is really incredible...Medland, what kind of existence is this world? The axis of Medland? The master axis of the world? Oh, oh, hell. ...With that thing, can you deal with those gods? Ha!"

Margaret III shook his head slightly: "Okay, okay... Anyway, let's go."

Thirty-six hours later, the base chariot turned into a stream of light, rushing through the thick clouds.

Huge hail hit the shell of the base tank, making a dull loud noise.

The creations of ancient civilizations shone with dazzling electric lights, smashing all hailstones to pieces easily.

Inside the base chariot, the janitor No. 7, Qiao Xuan, Qingque, a few old eunuchs, Margaret III, Mata XIII, Ferdinand, Medica, and more than a dozen people holding snake heads The men in black with the scepter were all present.

Since Margaret III, a group of people in the Derren Empire are all exuding strong spirit fluctuations ~www.readwn.com~ It must be admitted that the Tier 11 spirit potions provided by Qiao Xuan are indeed good things.

Also at the pinnacle of the demigod, Mata XIII, Ferdinand, and Medica who have been trapped at this level for hundreds of years, as well as more than a dozen senior Hydra guards of the Durham Empire, all passed This medicine successfully broke through the bottleneck.

They broke through and stepped into the spiritual realm in a perfect way.

More than a dozen god-level existences!

A year ago, this power was enough to conquer the entire Medland.

But put it now...

Joe stood next to the huge transparent porthole, overlooking the land raged by natural disasters below.

A mixture of heavy rain and hail, frantically lashing the earth.

Every hundreds of miles, there is a huge fire on the ground flickering, it is a volcano that suddenly appeared and then erupted.

Cities, villages and towns were all torn apart by natural disasters.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can only see patches of messy ruins.

The earth turned gray, and the grass did not grow, all the birds and beasts, but all the birds and beasts within the scope of natural disasters, almost died completely clean.

Only some snakes and insects with extremely tenacious vitality are still struggling to survive in the wilderness.

The janitor No. 7 walked up to Joe silently. He also looked down at the ground and said leisurely: "Look at this tragic scene. Compared to the once-flowered and green world, is there a huge impact?"

"The meaning of Al's existence is to guard the world."

"For this supreme goal, we... don't hesitate to do whatever it takes."

Joe raised his head and looked at the janitor No. 7, which was quite a bit taller than himself, and asked a question he had pondered for a long time: "Elder No. 7, what you look like, are you... still a human being?"