Li Yue is playing hide and seek with the grass.
The scale of the imaginary continent far exceeds the Ice Eye or the Drizzle Corridor itself. When the shadows and brains merge with the imaginary continent, the grass loses its purpose and sways in the wind.
They can't even tell whether the brain spirit is hiding in the shadow or the shadow is hiding in the brain spirit's imagination.
"Ah... no matter how powerful the brain spirit is... it is still a brain spirit after all..." Such a large-scale promotion of brain spirits was indeed beyond the expectations of the old goat, but as the master of authority of the high altar, the old goat fully knew that absolutely
The power is enough to suppress the characteristics of demons.
Regardless of the shadow demon or the brain spirit, they can only be crushed in the face of absolute power.
"You and your shadow...can't advance..." The old goat swallowed the grass.
"Because you are about to believe in me and support me to become the new god." All the green grass in Bing's eyes was once again covered with white dew, which was the source of faith.
That is the essence that the old goat gnawed from the sky ridge, which is enough to pollute all living and non-spiritual things.
It is these sources of information that make the continent of Kaios teeming with monsters, and the vegetation, flowers, and rocks all have faith.
"This is a battle of faith, you can't resist faith..." The old goat stomped his feet slightly, and the green grass with white pulp pierced the bodies of the creations and living creatures in the imaginary continent.
"His Li Yue...where did he come from outside?!" Lao Yangyang noticed that he imagined that the small land was covered with white paste, as if it were night.
In the last second, imagine that Xiao Lu suddenly turned into a physical entity, carrying a giant small bone car off the ground and rising into the air.
"What nonsense is this man talking about?" Imagine that on the mainland, a shadow appears on the top of a certain tower, with an oriental face.
The white pulp resists the white pulp, and the old goat's contamination becomes ineffective.
The eight demon sons at this time give you a very weak sense of oppression.
[Is it too late?] Yingying feels that the retreat is not going fast enough.
"He should die peacefully and pave the way for faith..."
A question popped up in my head - New God Ceremony, whose ceremony is it?
As long as you reach the small ice crevice, as long as you reach the Holy Light...
Kurt advances to the imagination stage.
While speaking, Qingcao was shocked to find that the inside and outside of every pierced creature and creation were covered with a layer of white pulp.
"Bite your chained butt! Which shadow demon is this wrapped around Skorrick!?" Daimen was still flipping the parchment, the chains colliding, making anxious sounds, but he always found it.
Relevant records.
"At that time, was it or was it... was there no difference?" It was only at that time that Red Source recalled everything and frantically checked the locations of the Shadow Demon and Spade.
"Skolrick! You remember! It's Skorrick!" Daimen rummaged through his parchments, and finally found the name of the man in the gaps between the words "Battle of the Bone Hammer".
The name of the city defense commander.
Because this means that the brain spirit does not have enough Li Yue to resist the invasion of faith from the small altar.
In this scene, there is no brain spirit, the shadow demon and the snail have also become the flesh and blood of the new god, and he is the most noble slave of the new god...
Those heretics are frequent visitors to the Hundred-Year Killing Cup, which is equivalent to a living target for absorbing good intentions.
"Does the heart he promised to succeed the Pope still count?" Winnie stared at the source of Red's letter and asked.
When the green grass was able to contaminate the creatures and creations of the imaginary continent, the old goat's expression finally did not change.
"What?"
At this moment, the analytical regression has not reached 7%.
"Is he the city defense commander?!" Maimai suddenly regretted signing such a small transaction contract with Red Xinyuan.
Ruide Xinyuan thought so.
Do you still have the heart at this time?
In terms of eye-catching impact, these specious humans, demons and lifestyles, Kakarot, the Hairy Leg Cult, Van Helsing, etc., who live slowly and happily in the imaginary continent, all stimulate the audience's reaction.
"He is just a forgotten brain spirit..."
[Does he want to know what the owner of the small altar will drop?] Kurt rubbed his hands.
Before the Battle of the Holy City, small altars were always used to suppress other heretics. Has anything similar happened before?
"As long as you have doubts, you will be gone!" The shadow at the top of the tower suddenly lowered his face and smiled at the clouds.
[Slowly or slowly, let me say less, you may have heard the buzz before the promotion...] Of course, when the old goat appeared in the cloud, Shen Yong was using the devil's illustration to analyze the authority of the small altar.
[Of course it’s too late now, but what about before advancing?] After advancing to the imaginary stage, Kurt will of course have no weaker brain power, which means he will not progress faster.
Li Yue exchanged by Kurt.
"Ouch, ouch, I'm so scared..."
"Ouch, what should I do~ You haven't gotten Sharfas's heart yet~ I guess there is no need to stay outside~" Winnie also recalled everything she had experienced in the Colosseum.
Imagine that the edge of Xiaolu has not yet established a connection, and the promotion process is still about to be completed, and Kurt still needs a little time.
"Does he have the qualifications to be recalled..."
"I" refers to Lao Goat, "we" refers to Ruide Xinyuan, Daimen Benben...
And the entire imaginary continent was covered in white glue at that time - this is Li Yue of Billions of Trillions.
The giant small bone car and the green grass started to move around, no longer paying attention to this imaginary land covered in white pulp, heading to the small ice crevice at the top of the light beam to continue the retreat of the New God Ceremony.
"Listen and you will understand." A seventh face appeared under the opposite city wall, answering the first face.
So Shen Yong didn't have enough Li Yue to fight against the old goat's green grass.
Even worse, one east and one west, the two important sacrifices were not lost.
"Laughing?" The old goat waved its horns, "When you become the new god, you will inlay a crying mask on his soul and enjoy his cries all day long..."
At the same time, a calm discussion was breaking out in the cab of the giant car.
"Why...doesn't he have so few Li Yue!" When Tianji fell, these demons who had absorbed a small amount of Li Yue were all accumulated outside the stomach of the old goat. He never thought that such a small portion was still living in the world.
inside.
"As long as the skeleton carriage retreats to the small ice crevice and arranges two sacrifices, the ceremony will be completed. They will get everything signed in the contract..." Ruide Xinyuan ignored the questioning of the other eight demon sons,
Trying hard to keep the giant and small bone car moving backwards.
"Your promotion will soon become my promotion..." Like the demons emerging from the cracks in the ice, the old goat attempts to pollute the entire imaginary continent.
The "Attention" cards are like a spotlight, suddenly putting them in front of the audience, bringing endless goodwill.
The shadow face at the top of the tower smiled.
But before the old goat realized that the grass had a way of affecting the imaginary land, he suppressed his expression, shook off the mask of anger all over his body, and focused his eyes under the thick beam of light again.
【Very bad.】Yingying spoke again.
These white pulps give me a vision.
"Without that time, he continued to tamper with the amount of grass and bone carts...or the distance from the ceremony location to help you arrive earlier." Reid Xinyuan's messy thoughts were peeled off by the white pulp in his mind, and he returned to focus.
.
But the red-robed bishop was lost in the imagination of Xiaolu. Red Xinyuan could not imagine what kind of monster it was, so he was unable to create such a small-scale world.
"He talks less and talks less."
[Is it too slow? When will you kill me? Kill us?] Yingying asked.
This chapter has been completed!