People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

The Human-faced Rat and even Mo Dima looked at Ning Xiuyuan with horror and horror.

At this time, he is like a human-shaped volcano, looking down on sentient beings in silence, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger!

The hot magma burning with a sea of ​​boiling fire poured out from him, wandering arbitrarily towards the emerald green valley.

For a while, the magma churned, and the sea of ​​fire was surging.

The ice that never melted forever, boiled in the ravages of the hot magma, and steamed with white mist, covering the sky and the sun.

The momentum of the whale swallowing the sky made everyone in Xueqiu robbed of it!

In the white mist that swallowed the world, a green barrier suddenly appeared over the emerald green valley.

Stop magma from swallowing the city!

Fanatic and blasphemous calls also came from the green barrier in hysterics.

"Wza-y’ei! wza-y’ei! y’kaahaabhoth–cthulhufhtagn-ei! ei! ei! ei! –rhah, rhah, rhah!"

-This is the summoning spell of the old ruler Lan Tigos, which is impressively recorded in the Nakert Codex.

Even in a deep sleep, the great ivory jade seat **** Lan Tigos still responded to the call of the believers.

In the emerald green fog, the horror of only scale armor shone.

The spherical body, curved limbs, crab claws that swell like bubbles, and countless spiral tentacles that look like Medusa's snake hair, put together an unimaginable perfect posture!

"Lan Tigos—"

In the valley, there was a fanatical and excited roar and shout of the Womi people!

The gods of their conversions appeared again and sheltered them, in this damned cold forever cursed by the end of the North Continent for generations to come.

"Boom—"

A crisp bubble burst suddenly.

The frantic shouts came to an abrupt end!

The Womi were horrified to discover that their magical shelter had broken.

But what makes them even more desperate is that the figure of the great old ruler Lan Tigos suddenly disappeared in the destruction of the magical shelter.

"This, this... how come?"

Carol looked at Lan Tigos disappearing in the emerald green valley, and all his courage and calmness were shattered at this moment.

"Mr. Pickle, no no no..."

"Puff!"

Carol, whose heartbeat was nearly resting, suddenly knelt down on one knee, his tone almost begging and begging: "Don't kill my people! I am willing to serve you as the Lord, I, I can represent the Womi people!"

Ning Xiuyuan, who was almost drowned in the dark flames, remained silent.

He exuded the fiery purgatory that even the demigod Horace could not bear, and Carol begged in this purgatory torment.

I don't know how long it took, the hot flames gradually dissipated, revealing Ning Xiuyuan's unharmed figure.

He glanced at Carol who was kneeling on the ground, did not speak, raised his foot and walked down the mountain.

Along the way, the Womi people in armor, looked at Ning Xiuyuan in horror, and subconsciously stepped back. The Womi tribe warriors who dared to fight the snow monsters lost their courage at this moment!

The abandonment of the gods, the harsh environment, the low morale, and the hopelessness that can never be seen, have long corroded the brave and fighting Womi people.

Especially when they watched the phantom of Lantigos, the **** of ivory jade seat, dissipating in the billowing white mist, it can be said that their remaining courage was completely wiped out at this moment.

I could only watch Ning Xiu go away.

Behind Ning Xiuyuan, Nuofuji held his head high and raised his chest; the demigod Horace was uncertain; Mortima tried his best to hold his chest, but a few human-faced rats on his shoulders destroyed his image!

Behind them, Carol, the proud, courageous, and greedy and deceitful owner of the ice-floe ship who ended up in the Northern Ocean, completely lost his spirit.

He knelt in the ice and snow, even the body of Ilidheim could not prevent the cold from invading his body and mind.

Although he is a hybrid of Womi and humans, he grew up in the Womi tribe and never identified with the identity of a human being.

He has always been proud of the Womi people!

Inheriting the courage of the Womi people and the cunning of humans, he soon became proficient in most of the magic of the tribe. He bravely summoned white worms to complete the Ilidheim transformation to adapt to the cold more.

He forged a floating ice ship with the cursed ice of the End North Continent, and finally sailed out of the End North Continent.

He did not abandon the tribe.

For the tribe, he lied about the favored white worm; he signed a contract with the great existence from deep space; he did not accept sensitive materials, only the most useless Langer currency.

In the end, he became the only messenger and communicator in the Northern Continent, and became the pride and hero of the Womi people.

He has always been proud of it!

Now, everything is ruined.

His life, his value, his belief, his meaning.

"Look! The Ministry and the tribe are still..."

A trembling voice suddenly came from the Womi warrior who had lost courage.

Carol, kneeling in the snow, suddenly raised his head and turned to look towards the emerald green valley.

The white steam rising from the hot magma curled away, revealing the usual igloo under the valley. Countless Womi people walked out of the fort and looked around the tribe in shock.

Around the tribe, boiling lava eroded a huge magic spell.

The plausible flames surround the tribe, tumbling, biting, entangled, and transpiring over the magic spell!

This scene stunned the desperate Carol.

After a long while, he struggled to get up, chased Ning Xiuyuan's footsteps, and stumbled away.

It didn't take long for him to spread outside the tribe, like a moat, and like a city wall, a magic spell solidified by hot magma, blocking his footsteps.

Originally, he would know a magic called "Robe of Flame", which could dispel the flames. It's a pity that Ilidheim's transformed him is more afraid of heat and flames than ordinary people!

Therefore, the robe of flames is not a fire magic for him, but a more terrifying torture.

But watching Ning Xiuyuan walking in the incantation, he gritted his teeth and chanted the incantation in a hurry to activate other shelter incantations, and stepped on the magma incantation.

Unexpectedly, the scene where the protection spell was expected to be activated did not appear.

He couldn't even feel the burning of the flame!

He looked down and saw wisps of flames surrounding him, biting and tumbling, always keeping a certain distance from him.

The high temperature seems to be converged too!

This scene shocked Carol, and realized something.

-He once said that he is willing to serve Mr. Pickle as his lord.

-Is it possible that this is the reason why these flames no longer erode him?

The shock in his heart didn't stop Carol from running wildly. Soon, he caught up with Ning Xiuyuan's footsteps and came to the gate of the tribe.

The Shaman high priest of the Womi people, Moore, dressed in a white robe, led countless Womi people out of the fort and came to Ning Xiuyuan.

Without waiting for Carol's hint, UU reading www. uukanshu. com Moore held the skull scepter in both hands, kneeling on the ground!

"Wow—"

Countless Womi people also knelt down.

"Pigou Wendell tribe, meet the great flame lord!"

The Womi people are so tall that even if they kneel on the ground, their lowered heads are still higher than the great flame lord.

But in the eyes of the followers of Lord Flame, and even countless Womi people, Ning Xiuyuan at this time is too large to look directly at!

The flame that diffuses the world is the extension of his power, the music of hymns, the uncrowned crown! !

At this moment, Carol realized in a daze that Summer had stopped.

The snow stopped.

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