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Chapter 190: Squall

Sam killed his only child in front of Perls. The puppy Bobby ran out from nowhere and bit the little master's pants, but the little master could no longer play with it.

Pers: "It seems you have made a lot of determination."

Sam: "If you want to do big things, how can you not be a little cruel to yourself? Besides, eternal life is such a beautiful thing, I don't think he will mind. He always said that he would stay with the puppy all his life, and now he can do it forever.

I will stay with the puppy forever."

Perls: "Really..."

Sam: "Resurrection him quickly, I'll test the effect."

Perls suddenly felt an extremely strong sadness in his heart. Human beings always carry all kinds of original sins in their lives, and others cannot save them. Because of this, even gods can only watch human beings sink.

He pressed his hand on the little boy's chest, which was still warm, and sang: "Open your eyes, the world has changed dramatically. Love and hate are still entangled, but they have been disconnected. What is absolute, and what is forever? I can't remember the past,

Nor will I look forward to tomorrow. Come back, who can endure a long and lonely sleep!"

Sam looked at his beloved son expectantly. In the strong death atmosphere, the child jumped up like waking up from a nightmare. He screamed and ran away from his father, terrified.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! You can't tell from the appearance alone!" Sam's eyes shone with joy. He threw away the blood-stained knife and opened his arms to his son with a big smile: "Baby, come here, dad!"

"

The child cried and fled the room. Seeing that the little master was okay, the puppy waggled its tail and followed happily.

Perls put his hands back into his sleeves. He asked coldly: "How was the effect?"

"Very good! In my imagination, my son and I appear in the public eye at the same time. As I slowly 'age', he slowly 'grows up'. Once I reach the end of my life,

, I will declare 'I am dead', but I can continue to be active in the political arena as 'my son', and he will play the role of a child again, waiting for the next reincarnation. The best thing is, he will never betray me

! In this way, I can control the power every day, I will be a star, I will be the only one!"

Sam shouted fervently, and then raised the knife. His hand was shaking, but he gritted his teeth and stabbed the knife into his throat! He screamed, but his hand was much stronger

, the throat was cut off at once, and gurgling blood bubbles gushed out from the section of the throat. Blood flowed out from the wound in an endless stream, staining his collar red. And his face turned blue due to lack of oxygen. He was in great pain.

He patted his throat while trying to force a smile, which made him look very scary.

Finally, he died, with his eyes wide open and his tongue hanging out of his mouth, unable to be taken back. His death was extremely miserable.

Pers watched indifferently, until then he approached Sam's body and squatted down. At this moment, a death raven passed through the wall and landed in front of him. This was the message conveyed by the Son of God:

"Pers, I don't blame you for making arbitrary decisions, but I care about your safety. I can no longer spend manpower and material resources and risk provoking the Iron Shoe Knights, so you will never have the chance to break away from Orquila." Alternate

The Saint is very dangerous, you can't beat him."

After hearing this, Perls smiled lightly and replied:

"Lord Shenzi, I admit that there is an element of risk in my decision, but I must stay in Orquila. I am your internal agent. Oscol is responsible for intelligence, and I am responsible for organization. I have roped in a useful person.

I am a chess piece, please don't worry too much. Also, from the sect's advantage, I am more powerful than the Candidate Saint, so he may not be able to do anything to me."

He looked at the dead body on the ground and pondered for a while before adding: "I will not disappear until I find the truth."

The Death Raven blinked its eyes, turned into a ball of fire, and disappeared with a roar.

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Time flies.

On an ordinary morning, Qingyi stepped onto the Altar of Evening Shadows. It has been a month since the last time he summoned the undead military judge Nafu.

That is to say...

It has been nearly a month since the war was lost.

In the past month, he first united various adventurer guilds, then devoted a lot of manpower and material resources to Snow White City, and also traveled across the ocean to meet with the blood elves... All kinds of savings have brought his strength back to a month ago. It can be said that

, everything is ready, all we need is the east wind, let’s see what can be summoned from the Xiying Altar this time, so as to add more chips.

On weekdays, the Sunset Altar is always crowded with corpse witches, because activating summoning magic on the altar can increase more skill proficiency, and it is easy to max out [Summon Skeleton]. But for a special event that only happens once a month

Summoning, Qingyi asked all idle people to stay away from the Xiying Altar. Anyway, he is the master of this city and has absolute management rights over the city. No one dares to say that he is not even if he breaks the rules.

At dusk, the monks recited the teachings and dragged up the tied living people one by one. These living people (NPCs) are all mercenaries, and they have always struggled to survive on the edge of the knife. This time, they were officially offered a high reward by Olquila.

Instigated by the mission, he was so bold that he infiltrated into the sea of ​​bones and wanted to kill the bone tyrant. Facing these guys, Qingyi had no interest at all, and left them all to the Twilight monks. The monks skillfully handled the three tasks

People were tied to the "natural disaster flag" and cut into their chests. The resentful spirits attached to the flag screamed and roared, stretched out countless gray mist hands, and fought for this rare blood meal. Soon

, the three living people, not even their bones were left, became sacrifices to the flag. The flag kept vibrating, very excited.

"Be quiet." Qingyi said.

The three flags immediately stopped moving, very well-behaved.

The senior officials of the "Waiting City" came to the altar one after another and surrounded their king. Not only that, under the leadership of Franji, the undead beasts came out in full force and surrounded the Xiying Altar. At a glance,

, those blue fire eyes are like piles of sapphires.

Standing in front of the brazier, Qingyi stared at the mantra in the sky and chanted loudly:

"Open your eyes, the world will change dramatically."

"The brave die in battle in the wilderness, and the coward is favored by fate;"

"How many kings have been stigmatized, and lovers no longer have eternal vows."

"I haven't won glory yet, I haven't stood at the top yet; I haven't conquered the earth yet, I haven't cursed the sky yet. Come back and renew your destiny!"

The altar brightened up, as if it was lined with one thousand watt light bulbs! The light flowed backwards, converging along the patterns on the altar toward the top of the altar! The blue fire in the brazier suddenly surged, turning into a shadow of a god. It was very similar to a science fiction movie.

The 3D projection in the movie! Although there was also a cold and emotionless will this time, Qingyi had already been mentally prepared and closed his eyes to endure it silently, instead of testing it with the soul wavelength like last time! The dusk monks all gathered together

After chanting: "O God!", he knelt on the ground and put his forehead on the ground, not daring to move or speak rashly.

The cloud of death air cracked, and a white light fell from the crack, covering the incarnation of the god. The incarnation of the god said: "My child who holds the power of death, I already know your wish. Don't be afraid, because only the brave can conquer everything.

.The body will be destroyed, but the soul will remain immortal; civilization will eventually decline, but the will will last forever!"

After saying that, the god turned into a whirlpool of blue flames.

The whirlpool seemed to be a door, and a desolate horn sound came from the void in the center. It was low and rough, and it could make the hair on a person's body explode. The war drums were also beating, and the sound was urgent, like a sword about to rise, a dragon.

The snake immediately transformed. Franji was aroused by the business sound and trembled. He couldn't help but howl to the sky, and then received the response from all the beasts! The fishy wildness was rising, and the seductive and frantic fighting spirit was also rising.

It began to spread slowly! Amidst the howls, the soul fire of the undead creatures burned more and more fiercely, and the sparks exploded onto each other, burning their own soul force fields!

"Long live the master!" Franji roared.

The undead creatures shouted crazily: "Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!" When the last note of this slogan fell, the flame vortex dispersed, but the altar was empty.

Why?

Qingyi stared blankly at the original position of the whirlpool. Shouldn't someone be walking out here? Why is there no one? Could it be that the summoning failed?

"Hey, stop looking around, I'm here!"

After hearing this greeting, Qingyi quickly adjusted his sight and saw a person lying at his feet. No wonder he couldn't find it for a while. This person was not actually a complete person. He was a skeleton, with only his body and right hand left.

And the head. He was wearing a black and white prison uniform. At this time, he was beating the ground with his right hand - his only hand - in annoyance. He used the sound to attract Qingyi's attention: "I'm talking to you, but you can't do it."

Come to help?”

Qingyi quickly helped him up: "Welcome, I am the Bone Tyrant, June Sunshine."

"Are you the one who summoned me? Well, no matter what, I will be loyal to you - if you can take some time to help me put the puzzle together, well, this is a joke, you know." Kan Qingyi

There was no response, and the skeleton could only laugh and said: "Well, obviously you have heard this joke. Let me introduce myself. I am Squall, the greatest military strategist in history. Yes, I am the one you know!"

Qingyi blinked: "Well...who? I don't know!"

"Modern people are so ignorant and stupid!" the skeleton was discouraged.

"Squall!" Neve came up with gritted teeth and kicked the skeleton hard: "Our country - no, the biggest betrayer in the history of Sara Monroe! Because of him, Sara Monroe's glory was almost interrupted! Thank you

It was given to me, and my ‘Eagle’s Claw’ was put to shame because of it! My father always warned me and my brother about you!”

"Unfortunately, you are from the Crow family? Oh, be gentle, be gentle! I can't stand the trouble anymore!" Squall protected his head and face, rolling to dodge the iron boots of the female knight, and yelled angrily.

"I'm older than you, you stinky girl!"

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