There was a hint of tears in his eyes, and he blurted out: "Big Brother Ghost Faced Hawkmoth?"
"is it you?"
"Or am I hallucinating?"
"Kakaka~Bengshakaraka!" The Ghost-Faced Hawk Moth had a big headset hanging around his neck, two mini speakers floating behind him, and a bag of potato chips in his hand. He was eating and playing, and ordered them out of boredom.
Point: "Yes, it's me. I'm here to pick you up."
It looks very much like a funny parent who came to pick up his son from school.
moment!
"Trench!"
"There is true love in the world. We are best friends who share weal and woe. Boss, you still love me." The gentleman's head was filled with excitement. He happily opened his thick arms and hugged Guimiantian.
moth.
Turned around twice.
A child’s mind is clearly visible.
The tense nerves were also released.
No one knows how excited a gentleman would be when he suddenly sees an acquaintance in a completely unfamiliar environment.
although!
This was also the first time that he met the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth boss, but this did not affect his joy.
Because the gentleman is too enthusiastic, his spine-like arms are suffocating the ghost-faced moth.
The uneaten potato chips were stuck in my throat.
but!
The Ghost-faced Hawk Moth didn't stop him and let him play around. He just looked at the gentleman with interest.
And at the same time!
The fog of faces in the outside world has been replaced by gentlemen in women's clothing.
It's like a ballet gym suit.
That look - it's really eye-catching.
The dogs shook their heads when they saw it.
There is no doubt that it is a black history.
Seeing how miserable a gentleman is, I should be more tolerant and kind.
Then, there was a touch of pity in the eyes of the Ghost Faced Hawkmoth, and he also showed a warm smile like a loving father.
Extremely sunny.
After being excited for a while, the gentleman immediately grabbed the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth's arms affectionately, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and said anxiously: "Boss, take me away quickly, take me to fly.
"
"leave here."
"You know my situation. I want to go back to save people."
"Hmm!" The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth looked indifferent, chewing potato chips in his mouth, his eyes full of kindness, and said as lightly as a salted fish: "Okay! I have no objection."
"Really?"
However, this promise came too easily, which made the gentleman a little wary. He silently put down the Ghost-faced Hawk Moth, took two steps back, and asked tentatively: "Are you really taking me away?"
"keep your word?"
"Sure!"
The Ghost-faced Hawk Moth had an indifferent expression on his face, and he immediately agreed, as if he was waiting for his meal.
This is his purpose, as a peerless otaku.
Generally it is not easy to go out.
What matters is the word "mixed".
Working nine to five in the dead world, getting off work on time, clocking in to eat, going home to eat, drink, have fun and play games, fishing until the world is destroyed.
today!
If it weren't for the instructions given by the superiors, the Ghost-faced Hawk Moth wouldn't be bothered to go out, and he would have to take a thankless step to temper his character as a gentleman.
This can easily offend people.
Especially when a gentleman is still favored by [Justice].
What if his small universe explodes and he directly uses his ultimate move to destroy himself?
Does it count as a work-related injury?
Or is it just bad luck?
Wouldn’t it be nice to play two games if you have the time?
After being around for so many years, the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth has his own set of rules and regulations, and everything must be done in an orderly and stable manner. You may die, but I will fish for you.
Don't offend anyone easily.
but!
After all, the punishment is a punishment, and it has been directly approved by the leaders above.
So the process also has to go through a circle.
Can!
You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.
No one can stop yourself from fishing.
You can release the water secretly, um... no, it's the sea.
Kick the gentleman to the next level of hell as soon as possible.
Your work is completed.
Easy and simple.
Just do it——
At this time!
"Ah~~" The Ghost-faced Hawk Moth yawned out of boredom, unable to muster any energy. Not to mention that a gentleman is helpless and doesn't want to suffer in the flesh and blood world.
actually!
He, the master of the flesh and blood world, does not want a gentleman to come and cause trouble.
"Ah~~ As expected, I still have no energy."
"I miss my warm little bed so much. I have been away from it for a minute."
"I want to cry."
Then... the Ghost Faced Hawk Moth also acted like a gentleman, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes half open and half closed.
Drowsy~
He looked like he was about to fall asleep. The gentleman looked at it and was stunned for a while. He was a little confused now, who was more helpless, himself or the Ghost-faced Hawkmoth.
It’s amazing——
"Speaking of which, the boss is leaving. He's leaving as soon as he says he's leaving. He's rushing all over the Kyushu region. What are you waiting for?" The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth looked like a fish lying flat on his back, which made the gentleman feel very miserable.
He quickly urged.
even!
He stretched out his arm to pull the Demon-Faced Hawk Moth's claws, but it was of no use. The Demon-Faced Hawk Moth's level was too high, and even a gentleman could use up the strength of nine cows and two tigers.
I can't pull it even half an inch,
As a result, the gentleman felt inexplicably that he might have been deceived again.
It sounds nice to say it, but it’s another story in action...
Can this world get better?
Where is the sincerity???
"Don't worry, I'll show you the whole process. It'll be quick." The Ghost-faced Hawkmoth's eyes were half-opened and half-squinted, and his fingers suddenly touched the gentleman's eyebrows gently.
Patterns of light and shadow unfold one by one before the eyes of a gentleman.
【Dead Realm·Flesh Sky】
There was a blood-red world in front of him, and as far as the eye could see, the entire world was covered with fat and meat, and countless swarms of insects, large and small, were constantly eating the flesh and blood.
Endlessly, as if they were born to do this.
Until his soul was burst by force.
This is the end -
In fact, there is no war or cruelty in the Hell of Flesh as a gentleman imagines. There are just swarms of robot-like insects one after another, chewing and chewing at flesh and blood.
"Kakakaka!!!!!"
The entire city, the entire continent, and every corner of the world is like this.
[Eating] seems to have become an eternal theme.
Apart from that, there is nothing else!
There is no other...
That’s ridiculous—
What's even more ridiculous is that the flesh, blood and grease that are constantly being eaten are actually just hallucinations and dreams.
But countless insect swarms were strangled to death in the dream, that is, they were really dead.
Naturally, there is no end to the flesh, blood and fat.
This is a huge scam!
A death pit woven from dreams.
And at this time...
The figure of the ghost-faced hawkmoth appeared in front of the gentleman.
He was suspended high in the sky, his eyes open, and his huge pupils looked down at the earth indifferently.
He is on the throne!
The flesh-and-blood sun that brought sunshine to the world was clearly his palace.
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