The World Is Very Sick

"The ghost thing that turns into the celestial messenger, does not represent them alive, this is just the will of the universe."

"As for those pitiful and sad human soul, I have been absorbed by Iserta, which is part of Him."

Man is obeying the annotated, throwing the old notes under the base of the candlelight.

With the blow of the breeze, the paper is flipped. Most of the notes in front are praise poems written with gorgeous rhetoric and cleverly brush.

Look, look, how beautiful is she!

Her body is as if it is cast by a star, and I can even see the Star River flow in her blood vessel under the beautiful grayish skin!

Her eyes! Her eyes! Oh, oh, even the eyes are even in the world, the best craftsmen in the whole universe use the most pure jade, and it is not more than it. That is made by the Creator. .

No, no one can create such a beautiful item, is made by the universe, right, universe! It is the treasure made from the universe tens of thousands of stars! No, she is the incarnation of the universe! The daughter of the universe!

Yep! I saw it! I saw the universe itself in the vast and boundless eyes! !

What is her posture, even the most elegant lady can't match.

When her wings slowly opened, I seemed to see the angel stepped by the ladder of the Starry. I came to me!

She used her, and the wonderful song that can be passed in the other side of the universe allows us to be redeemed in the whirlpool!

Oh, her falls makes the earth trembling, ocean vibrating, sky fragmentation. Even if the stars are also eclipsed around her!

When she took the ladder torn sky cast by the servant blood, everyone would lead to her beauty!

Oh, oh, Yibata, oh, oh, our God!

Recent point, close, we will meet soon.

From these enthusiasts to the shameful lyrics and songs, the recorder initially comes with the arrival of Iserta, full of this fantasy and desire.

However, the last page of the ceremony, but the scribbled strokes, crawling the general letter, repeating the pain of the gods.

"He is coming, save me!"

The Amelian sanctuary is variable. After reading the figure in front of the pedestal, the expression from the horror, gradually becoming tough and calm.

"When the stars are positive, the bloody is coming, and the old daily domain will return!"

"We have no choice! You must also choose!"

"Human body can not survive in the end of the sashimi."

"I am afraid that more and more people will fall into the abyss, we must evolve!"

"Pain, is the test of God ..."

"Only cross this long night, we can meet the dawn, enter the new era!"

"At that time, everything is worth it! We can re-weaving the future."

Under the hide, the more you say, the more passionate, the Yu Lei, the angle of the eye, is the bishop of Lawrence under the pedestal.

Sure enough, what should I say in Amelia? Do you want to say that women in love, IQ is negative? Frenzy and emotionalization often let them lose judgments.

Kevin shakes his head, but this self-deception, can't help but let him feel the fire.

"Future? This group of people, emotions are dried, there will be a fart!"

"These so-called old day domains are basically all the goods, and the chaos in his essence will destroy the rationality and morality of human beings."

"Daxie secretly knows it? The Indhesmouth who is infected by the ancient gods will lose humanity with age, losing humanity, and integrates into the so-called group will."

"So, in Xiaoyu Village, even the newborn baby is a normal human, but under the launch of time, the call and whispered in the brain."

"One day, they will be lost, abandon the identity status of human beings, emotionally cognition, and finally invites the sea, become a fish, !!"

"This is a genus that is similar to your mouth, the sacred messenger, the sacred messenger, the slave!"

"People are not living, and thinking about becoming ancient gods?"

Amelia is tongue, saying that it is right.

Kevin snorted, and finally the eyebrows spit out the sentence in the heart.

"A group of stupys!"

Section 1223, Chapter 117, from going to the ground

"To shut up!"

Amelia is angry, and under emotional excitement, the bones appear, and the muscles are sharply swelling. The silver hair is flying, and the body is starking.

Beast!

Kevin watched the obvious animal characteristics in front of him, and the pupil was tightened.

At this time, the Lawrence bishop suddenly got up in the pedestal, put the Amelia into the arms, as if the parents of sleeping baby, whispered.

"Relax ... Relax ..."

"Nothing ... will be fine ..."

It seems that this big bishop is light, there is a strange magic, Amelia will pocket watch in the hands of the hand, holding the chest, under the breathing, the body's alienation gradually returns to normal.

When the Amelian saints re-control his emotions, Lawrence loves to easily open this girl who respects him, and even shink with fanatic and worship.

Maria saw the arch of Armelia and Lawrence in front of the main hall, and the expression was a little hair, and it seems to have been evacuated.

In the meantime, the female hunter was slightly reflected in the cold, and was grasped by Kevin and woke up Mary's thoughts.

After the man comforted the place, she quietly glanced at the two figure in front.

Gman and Lawrence are really related to a lot of friends, and they have a lot of similarities.

For example, if there is no appearance of his outsiders, Maria's worship of Ghim, maybe it will evolve to Amelia over time?

However, it is more likely that the Mary's sister is because of the kindness, it will not fall mad with these madmen.

She brought about the suffering of the conscience in her nature, but will take the lead in burning her.

Men's thoughts are spread, and the mouth is lightly lifted, and it seems to be a number of changes that they bring.

At this moment, the big church under the candlelight turned his body, quietly opposed to Kevin.

Unexpectedly, his eyes did not have the so-called aggressive and strong ambitions, deep peace, like a cold spring water.

Have to say, walk into the young and middle-aged Lawrence, sell more than the first hunting personality, distinct angular horns like the Saints in the hall.

He has the elegance of scholars, and the power of the power is convincing. It is flat that even the Kevin is not in this impression of him.

This is also no wonder that will attract the Paladin Ludwig, the first hunter personality is discovered.

Even the prisoner of the Bayirkus College was willing to surround his side.

"Foreign people, you should not be so destroyed by these pioneers ..."

Lawrence looks, solemn whispers, and there is a bit of advisions in calm.

"Those people in the bed, before sending, have entered the end of the vest disease, in addition to the method of injection into the ancient god of the gods, there is no saved outside the baptism."

"So, do you transform them into big dolls that only have basic emotions? I should praise you kind?"

Kevin's lip scutened, and his eyes glanced to the swaying candle, and looked at the blood color of your palm.

"I seem to remember, promote [blood therapy] is your masterpiece?"

"Hey, blood therapy leads to the veterinary, veterinary mild patient, can act as experimental material ..."

"The severe transformants are exported to the contraindication forest for hunting, collecting bloodstones, and the blood of the ancient gods obtained after the middle and purification of their body, continue to invest in the development of blood therapy?"

"As soon, those of those immunological assault, they were cultivated into hunters, used to suppress the blood group, maintain order ..."

"You are growing from hunters to employment, born from monsters to death, all-in-one hand? Also squeeze their last drop?"

"Good guy, I am directly good guy! It's a conscience capitalist!"

Lawrence donned, slight sigh.

"There is no way, the opening of the Sumeuru House and the flow of the blood is the forefront of the ancient god."

"The times in the old days of rule civilization, human beings are evolution of incomplete, and we will fall into crazy and collapse."

"Humanity is in order to vote, whether it is self-blind, down to the beast, or looks great, and the upwards are God, must make a choice."

"The sacrifice of Queen Suimeu, just postponed the answer to the answer, and we still did not escape the shackles left by the blood."

The big bishop turned to the saints standing above the pedestal, after the confusion of revealing an instant, the look turned to solemn, and looked with lips.

"So, [blood therapy] is to make them adapt to the synchronization of the ancient god will, even if you have eliminated a group of people, it is better than the real disaster."

"The human body has an incredible potential, and life can evolve under various influences in the internal and external environment."

"When the variable accumulates to a certain factor, the body, blood, and even our soul appearance, it can change, this is the first part of my in Boyko."

"The blood used in the blood therapy, is the factor that induces us to change."

"In a long process, humans may pass through the body, gradually evolve into a species that adapts to the future."

The statue of the saints under the candlelight, inexplicable, Lawrence's hanging arm, the expression is more sinking and solemn, as if describing the tragic epic.

"Of course, this process will definitely have sacrifices ..."

"But every cross, you need to step on the bones, we have no choice ..."

"Those who have lost their own veterins, those who are dedicated to the study, and those members who summon the universe, the holy group members, are the cornerstone of this great goal!"

The big bishop refers to the corridor and has no sadness.

"There are members who have killed by you, some are my students, some of the first batch of believers I cured, and some are the friend of the Bayerkopus College ..."

"They have no exception, they are my closest, trusted people ..."

"Even those volunteers in the hospital bed will be the last hope, and the weight is in the church. I don't have to say more about this weight."

Mariabi teeth is bite the lips, and the face is more pale, it seems to have the killing of yourself, secretly repent.

Kevin is cold and staring, dismissed.

"So, you have lived up to them! Let them suffer, even dignity to death, they are deprived, and they have become ancient gods!"

However, in front of him, a elegant Lawrence is maintained, but I don't know why the style is lost, and the hammer is above the cornerstone.

"The shutter is you, idiot!"

"I can use the ceremony to complete the control of God, so that human beings are stripped from the consciousness and self, returning to their respective body!"

"If I have become the upper person, I will inevitably save my brother! My compatriots!"

"And you, let this everything is ruined!"

Ammented, Lawrence's figure has risen, muscles tear reorganization, skeleton, white hair crazy, a pair of huge horns drilled from the top, horror shadow, gradually expanded.

puff!

The stereo sprayed scarlet blood, poured on the saints of the handheld water bottle, the compassionate is the miserable, not tolerant.

Section 1224, Chapter 117, Chapter 1224

"boom!"

The deer, the monster, the people of the people, the giant stone base, the candlelight is extinguished, the smoke is four, broken stone splashes to the vicinity.

Lawrence after the elongation breathed, the flames linger on the hair suddenly declined.

Since the white outer skeleton wrapped in his chest, it has been smashed, and the red-black meat tumor is rhythmically and astainable.

Lawrence rushed to swallow cattle sucking, and the candlelight on both sides of the main hall swallowed.

At the same time, the blood of the surrounding dense numbness is thrown from stone pillars, floors, sculptures, such as Lawrence, who is in the seafater.

In the blink of an eye, the monsters of Lawrence, that almost deadly wounds were disappeared.

He instead, after the destruction and removal, the outer skeleton is more rough, and the form is further transformed into the animal, and the external appearance of human beings has been large.

Kevin looks around, ironically discovers the gap between the bricks and architectural patterns, like countless miniature blood rivers in the surging.

The sculpture of the sacred sadness, from the respective muscle texture, the seven five-officials flowing out of Yinhong's blood energy, evil and ​​ .