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

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"Overdraft life... Is it possible that this is the price of using real magic?"

Dr. Eliot whispered this crazy idea, got up abruptly, tried to escape from here, looking for the truth.

Unexpectedly, when he just got up, his vision suddenly went dark, and the darkness that had nearly gone out of consciousness made him almost limp to the ground.

——It turns out that his aging body can no longer withstand such violent movements.

He leaned on his knees, and it took him a long time to relax, dragging his heavy body with a look of horror, and staggering out of the safe house.

The office outside the safe house seemed to have been corroded over a century, and the peeling paint had mottled the walls and people's hearts.

Eliot, whose mind was completely dominated by fear, did not notice these details.

In other words, even if he noticed it, it couldn't cause him to think deeply.

Outside the office, the aisle is quiet.

Even the lights have been extinguished, and only the scarlet emergency channel indicator light is left, faintly flashing, indicating horror and ominousness.

Eliot dared not think much.

He leaned on the wall and tried his best to walk outside, no matter which direction, just leave here.

As he walked, he faintly heard a loud noise.

The long-lost noise shocked him. With a three-point increase in his body, when he walked a corner, a burst of voices rushed toward his face.

Elliott, whose face just showed a touch of excitement, his expression suddenly solidified.

elder!

He saw a group of old people.

A group of old people with rickets and wrinkled faces, only a handful of bones barely propped up their rotten clothes!

Elliott watched this scene blankly, and a deep chill came to his heart.

Suddenly, he rushed in frantically, grabbed a person's shoulders, with blood in his eyes, and asked with a grim expression: "This is the price of using real magic, isn't it?"

"me……"

The man was frightened by Eliot's madness, and could not speak for a long while.

"Answer me! Answer me!"

Elliott shook the opponent's shoulder and yelled madly.

"Stop! Stop!"

Eliot's roar alarmed the crowd, and a group of people rushed up, broke his madness, and pressed him against the wall.

"Are you crazy? It has nothing to do with real magic!"

"Are you... Dr. Eliot?"

"Fuck your true magic, this is a memetic infection!"

Chebman, the person in charge of the Area-142 site, who was invisible to the crowd with an old face, watched all this with cold eyes.

So far, his plan for Arthurs has been awe-inspiring.

Take a look, aging and death are fears rooted in the genes of all mortals.

Is there a more persuasive case to prove the power of real magic with premature aging and death?

no!

He has even seen how things are going next.

The employees will inevitably seek the help of real magic in extreme despair, and he is extremely confident that the employees will do so.

Because for them, there is nothing they dare not try.

At this time, when they discovered that [Holy Healing and Immortality] can stop aging and even rejuvenate, Arthur's reputation may be pushed to the extreme.

Of course, it is limited to this site that has been blocked.

Chebman is so sure because he has already experimented.

When he first noticed his aging, Sainsbury, the director of the Thaumatology Department, had already used [Holy Healing and Immortality] on him, and the effect was quite good.

However, in order to settle the plan, Chebman then stopped healing himself, and finally showed this aging body.

Chebman's guess was right.

Under the persuasion of the crowd, Dr. Elliott finally calmed down.

His brain full of wisdom is working!

"It's not the price of real magic. Doesn't that mean... real magic is still effective?"

"It's useless. If it works, it should be effective when treating headaches."

An old man in a researcher's white coat spoke up.

"No, maybe it's already in effect. It's our dose. Yes, that's right, but the dose is too low, so there is no change."

Eliot retorted.

"Since the eternal life of Shengyu is named for eternal life, there must be a reason. We may only be able to exert'sage healing' because of too little power to borrow, but cannot achieve'eternal life'. If we unite at the same time Casting spells may achieve qualitative change and prevent aging."

As soon as these words came out, the hall quieted down.

Everyone was stunned by Eliot's words.

Think about it carefully, this is indeed the truth, the name of the magic [Shengyu immortality] has already implied everything.

Chebman at the edge of the crowd, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he deserved to be one of the most outstanding researchers on the site.

The unknown crash meme destroyed most of the complex electrical appliances on the site, including the birth ladders that left the base.

So everyone who had no other choice responded to Eliot's proposal.

They gathered all the members who had obtained the "casting rights" of real magic, and collectively recited real magic.

At this moment, the neat and low voice of chanting echoed in the hall, under the shining of the scarlet emergency light, like a group of hateful cultists, holding a terrible resurrection ceremony.

The aging Chebman looked at all of this, and the color of ridicule and mockery grew stronger.

No matter how lively the case is, it is no match for the cleansing of memory. When the memory does not exist, who will do all this for?

Mr. Arthurs, when you appear as the savior, this restriction is destined to shack your steps.

Of course if you fall into the world with the appearance of a devil? At this time, you may have been contained.

"Your followers, with loyalty and faith, pray for your strength!"

"Holy healing eternal life!"

As the uniform prayers fell, the space seemed to be distorted, and countless forces from unknown dimensions poured into this space, surging.

Everyone's faces became ecstatic, and they couldn't help holding their heads up to welcome this indescribable and mighty power.

Under the washing of this force, they felt their bodies lightened up, as if all the diseases and pains were wiped out.

Everyone looked at each other, using that as a mirror to check the magic effect.

"This--"

"how come!"

As the mysterious power receded, everyone's faces suddenly stiffened.

Not to mention them, Chebman, who was still a little mocking on his face, was even more stiff, and a chill came straight into his head from the soles of his feet!

——The magic is dead!

——Everyone is still aging!

They guessed ninety-nine percent of the script, but at the last minute, they reversed it.

The problem is that this is not just a prediction error, it also means that Chebman himself is also very likely to die in this catastrophe.

"Sainsbury?"

Chebman suddenly turned his head and looked at the director of the Thaumatology Department, only to see that he also realized something, the bloodless caster real magic.

Er, his face became more ugly, so that his lips trembled.

"how so?"

"Dr. Eliot, what, what is going on?"

The exclamation of fear turned into an abominable and infiltrating worm, crawling over the backs of everyone, arousing cold sweat, wet clothes, and chills.

"You have been betrayed by time. Even the power from the depths of the stars is powerless, because the second brother is already standing behind you. Aging, entropy, collapse, death... will become your only destination. ."

A faint sigh came from a corner of the hall.

Everyone looked around in horror, only to see an old man who was about to die, walking slowly.

"Old man with nowhere to go!"

Dr. Eliot exclaimed hoarsely!

When the sound fell, a creepy sound came from the depths of the "Ka Ka" base, and the sound was always transmitted to everyone. It was the collapse of the corridor, and a cloud of darkness could be vaguely seen quickly approaching.

"Zero darkness!"

When everyone in the hall saw this scene, they only felt that their hearts and souls collapsed. This was one of the supernatural phenomena contained in Area-142.

It can swallow everything that exists along the way!

It's like zeroing a substance.

In the face of the crazily approaching darkness, everyone's brains were blank, and they even lost the motivation to escape.

Unexpectedly, the darkness rushed to the old man, suddenly like a cloud of black mist, lightly dispersed, as if it had never appeared.

It's just that the cement steel cross section behind it proves that it has been here.

"The rocks of flesh and blood are unbearable, and everything is lost in the dust!" The old man sighed, and staggered towards another passage: "Don't look for me anymore, I will only bring destruction."

This scene, like a winter blizzard, rolled into the bones of chills and eroded people's hearts.

But compared to the destruction brought about by the elderly, death is the biggest horror that everyone faces directly.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

As the old man approached, everyone in the hall could no longer resist the betrayal of time, and then fell down three times. Their skin quickly dried up, wrinkled, and corpses appeared.

The fleshy flesh seems to be absorbed by the bone marrow, not the slightest.

Sweeping away, where is the human being lying all over the floor?

It is clearly a group of scorched corpses!

It's just that the slightly undulating chest and the trembling pupils frantically displayed the greatness of the old ruler Kwache Utaus.

Dr. Eliot was slumped to the ground, he could feel that life was going crazy, it might not take a few minutes, no, it might take only a few seconds before he was going to die completely.

die?

The remaining spiritual fire flashed through this strange vocabulary, but it stirred the withered spiritual fire light~www.readwn.com~ You, you have nothing to do with Arthurs? "

A sound of anger like a gossamer came from not far away.

Elliott, who was lying on the ground, faintly saw only one person lying on the ground, suddenly grabbing the old man's trousers and sending out unwilling questions.

"Arthurs? Who is he?" the old man asked suspiciously.

Chebman was stunned, and the deadly despair filled the body, and even the soul, that was about to turn into dust!

Eliot was also stunned! But the fire of hope popped up and went straight to the brain!

Arthurs!

Arthurs!

Arthurs!

He is a godslayer and a savior, maybe only he can save me at this moment.

The haze of death has pushed Dr. Eliot's will to survive to the extreme!

He recites the true scriptures as blessed as his heart is.

Do everything possible!

"The real person who walks through the unknown places of creation, stems from the black fear outside the universe, and the death pale sleeping in the abyss of the deep sea..."

The murky and indistinct voice echoed in the dying place, nothing to do with magic or faith.

Only the vain and fanaticism to seize the last straw!

The disintegrated spiritual fire swayed in the prayers, arousing stubbornness in the dimension of death, trying to awaken the abominable, deceitful, and violent existence.

——Only death can communicate death!

While dying, Eliot finally caught a glimpse of the huge, sticky, dark, and abominable existence!

At a glance, the stalwart figure poured into his soul, swelling his ego, and filling his beliefs.

He is lurking, crawling, and wriggling on the dark side of reality.

When he saw him, he also saw him.

"Man is in the kingdom of God, just as a shelter ( to find the latest chapter!