Super Trick or Treat System

"Unlike me. They are deformed. The head is too big and the body is too small. They have no skin. This is a traditional insult to them. It makes me sick. They must be trampled on."

"What legacy?"

"Ezekiel is the first generation of angels after the Fall. They are the children of those who were abandoned with Lucifer, the lord of Li Huai. Their hands are the hands of the building acolytes. Then, when everything is over, the lord of Li Huai Lucifer announced that everything went well. They went with him to their own land. This was his reward for their labor. After entering their secret country, they never saw it again. Now I know why."

"Where is Lucifer? Does he have his own secret country?"

"He has gone for many generations. As for where he is now, this is not the place I ask, nor is my right to know. The Lord of the House of Lords is with Li Badi anytime, anywhere."

"Even now?"

"Every moment. The soldier replied. "Now, unless you want to walk from here, please let this subject fall asleep. "

Maisha and the soldiers continued to remain silent and walked along the beach. Azer led the Hell Priest and his entourage to their boat.

AIDS now begins to chant, and the rhythmic power of the hymn builds up sentence by sentence and changes with persistent dedication. The chant made Maisha's thoughts become reality. She cannot combine the two concepts.

Noch said: "They need you to go on board, Maisha." "Can I go with her?" He asked someone and got the answer he wanted. "I will sit in front of you."

Knoll lifted Maixia's shoulders, and then gently placed her on her wooden chair. She stretched out her hands to the left and right, fingers crossing the carved beams. The boat feels unstable. Even if they are in shallow water, as long as someone climbs onto the boat, its shaking is shocking.

"Where is he?" she asked Naqi.

"On the first boat," he replied. "They carved him a throne."

"How many ships are there?" Maisha asked.

"Three," Noch replied. "All boats are engraved with angel wings, which grow on every side of every boat. Every barb and vein of every feather is perfectly carved. I have never seen anything so beautiful. Li Huaizhen Fortunately to testify for such incidents."

"Funny," Maixia said. "I have never been happier to be blind than now."

The old demon woman who spoke to them first spoke again:

"When you left, I started to chant aloud to cover up any sounds you made from Kutu."

Maixia guessed that the name could hardly hear the rumbling rumbling from the AIDS on the ship, and he prayed desperately to keep Kutu away from everything.

The demon continued: "All of you, say one more word until you reach the last place. Kutu listens very well."

This observation echoed quietly throughout the conference.

"Kutu listens very well. Kutu listens very well. Kutu listens very well."

The old demon woman said: "Be wise. Be quiet. Be safe. Li Huai stays here, and the sound he makes will make Kutu deeper."

The ship was pushed down from the shore, and the hull was scraped against the rocks for a few seconds before it floated. Then those who have oars (one of them is Nocchi) start paddling, and if they judge the strength of the wind on Maisha's face for some reason, they will skim through the water at great speed.

Maisha could hear the bow of the ship behind them hitting the water, and occasionally he could hear the sound of an oar hitting one of the waves on the boat ahead, but otherwise, the first part of the journey might take half an hour. No accident

However, shortly after, Maixia felt her body temperature drop sharply, and her skin began to crawl like goose down. The next time she breathed, she would feel it clinging to her face and chilling lungs. Nonetheless, these boats continued to advance along the fast waterways, sometimes emitting a little warm time from the mist, until Maixia jumped into the painful air before Maixia could even stop her teeth from shaking. The sound she made was loud enough that one of her fellow passengers walked forward, and the piece of canvas that Knott placed between her teeth silenced her.

Eventually, the fog began to become thinner, and then when the boat sailed ashore, it suddenly disappeared. That was when Knorr was talking:

"Oh, man," Knott said. "very beautiful."

"What is it?" Maisha said near Noch, but he didn't answer. "Tell me!" Maixia said. "What? What did you see?"

So far, the life experienced by the priest in **** far exceeds the life of human beings. He has witnessed many things that will crack eye-openers like a broken egg. He had been to a remote continent where there was only one kind of hybrid mottled creature, the size of a road killer, they were the only food, or squeezed their feces tightly. Indeed, **** priests are no strangers to the abominable. However, since he is in a place he has longed for for many years-a place where he dreams of waking up in a dream-why does he want to know why he misses the corruption that only despised him earlier Beast?

As soon as he asked a question, he knew the answer, even though no living soul in **** (or no life for this purpose) confessed to him the facts, this is simply this: now he is finally here in the land of evil and evil , He couldn't bear it for a long time, he was scared. He has good reasons.

His boat has gone ashore, his eyes are only fixed on the building, like a moth leaping on it. Now he is standing there, buried in the oppressive shadow of a building so secret, so vast, and so complicated that there is not even anything on the **** or the earth (even in the rooms built by the most guarded people in the Vatican The same is true.) Such geniuses make them ignore the laws of physics, and the inner cavity is much larger than the outer cavity), so there is no hope of comparison with where the **** priest is now. The island on which the structure was built is called Liulang (literally means "the last of all possibilities"), and this name is not a lie.

At the end of the journey, the Hell priest finally came here, with so many traces of betrayal and bloodshed, he actually found himself under suspicion. Suppose all his hopes of revelation are deceived? Assuming that the Majesty of the Great Devil did not leave any traces here, so that the Xiannuo people can draw power and understanding from it? The only reason the **** priest came here was to stand in the last will to the genius Lucifer.

He had hoped to feel the presence of Lucifer in his body, fill his gaps, and show him the secret shape of his soul. But for now, he didn't feel anything. He read somewhere that the makers of Chartres cathedral, masons and magnificent facade carvers did not engrave their names on the finished work, which is a humble move to the creator.

He now wants to know, has Lucifer done something similar? Actively eliminate the echo of his existence in the name of higher power? He suddenly realized in pain the nails on his skull, their tips pressed into the jelly he had condensed. He always knew that his anatomy was nerveless and would not bring him pain. But he felt pain now: desolate, meaningless, stupid pain.

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