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0565 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 32)

"careful!"

The girl screamed in high-dimensional space.

In fact, she could not understand all the details of the three-dimensional world through the fragmented pictures in front of her, but she could identify the murderous intention quietly approaching Logensi behind her.

Elogans left her in the high-dimensional space and did not take her out because she did not want her to be affected by the upcoming battle, nor did she want to be distracted from taking care of her during the battle.

But the hit hit the ground crookedly, allowing the mortal girl who could not see the methods of death to witness the realm that only gods can understand.

That's right, before stepping into the stone hall, Sister A was already ready for the battle.

When they parted before, what Zhen Cheng conveyed was that they could make a choice based on the actual situation here. If the goddess of death is willing to surrender and join the pantheon led by Zhen Cheng, then some trouble can be avoided.

If it doesn't make sense, just go for it.

When these words fell into Sister A's ears, they were automatically translated into: If the goddess of death didn't bow her head and actively surrender when she saw her at the first sight, then she would raise her head to see her.

The neck was like fluid after being cut off by a knife. A line of blood returned to its original state in an instant, and Ai Luogensi showed a satisfied smile.

A reminder can already explain a lot of things. When he killed the old man in the lighthouse, the kid didn't even twitch his eyelids.

Abnormal education can distort a person's cognition, but it cannot touch her true desires and her instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The potential and plasticity of human beings are amazing. The plan to conquer the followers of the Society of the Past... can work!

"Did you come across the Dead Sea?"

The figure on the throne spoke for the first time, and the voice was far different from what Luogensi had imagined.

Judging from the damaged statue behind the figure, the image of the goddess of death should be that of a young lady. However, the voice under the hood is hoarse and old, to the extent that it is impossible to tell the gender.

Ai Luogensi did not take action directly, nor did she rush to answer, but showed a look of confusion.

Sea of ​​Despair, she had heard this name from Gretel.

After the end of the world, what humans will no longer be able to cross can be equated to the ocean at the end of the world. This is where the name of the Dead End Sea comes from.

For the new generation after the apocalypse like Gretel, this name means the unknown, the end, the limit and death.

It is a 400-degree high-temperature steam. Just touching a drop of it can cause your body to breed new mutations. It is an absolute death place controlled by a storm.

But the goddess of death should not have such an understanding. Just like herself, such a name would never ring in her mind unless she was specifically mentioned by others.

If the ancient goddess of death talks about this sea area, she should only use the name that has lasted throughout history since it was recognized by human civilization-Pacific Ocean.

"Yeah...in order to kill you, I really wasted a lot of energy,"

After thinking about something, Ai Luogensi grinned. The shark-like fangs under her lips made the maids under the throne tremble:

"But don't worry, all this hard work has brought me great rewards. So, I will give you a happy..."

The voice on the throne was unhurried and unhurried, as if he didn't care about the mysterious existence in front of him that was at least comparable to his own:

"Where are you from? Why do you want to kill me?"

This second question once again stunned Ai Luogensi.

Face to face, Sister A could hardly suppress her crazy desire for the same godhead. If she hadn't been afraid that this was the opponent's divine domain, she could not wait to pounce on the goddess in the next second and wipe her clean.

In a literal sense.

This irrepressible desire to devour is naturally related to the special demon spirit body contracted within her body.

But even if the goddess of death opposite doesn't have the same strong impulse, she can't even turn a blind eye to the same source of divine power in front of her, right?

Even if for some special reason that she still cannot understand, the goddess of death really cannot sense the divine origin of the intruder, her behavior is too weird.

According to Gretel, each of the four major forces that have emerged on the post-apocalyptic earth has someone behind them.

Behind Thetis of Hope is the Blood Candle Castle; behind Thetis, the founder, is the Supreme Holy Judiciary; behind the Heart of Songhai is Lamarck, the protagonist of the era; and the final afterlife...

No matter what was involved behind it, at that level of the game, how could they not even know about the arrival of the three disciples of Blood Candle Castle and prepare to take over the authority to dominate?

No! If this guy really doesn’t know... then the battle formation on Tower Island may not have their own purpose!

Compared to the well-timed formation of fighter planes by the founder Thetis and the assassins from the Heart of Songhai who hid among the refugees early in the morning, those from the Rebirth Society arrived late and almost couldn't catch up with their migration team.

Thinking about it now, their own target may just be the Alpha Laboratory that was predicted by Thetis to reappear, or the unusual movements of other forces on the island.

And Zhen Cheng's damn luck of being rejected by the world attracted the followers of the Society of the Past who had other purposes.

Because of the coincidence of the time when those people arrived, Zhen Cheng did not see through the whole story. In fact, similar things have happened to her frequently since Zhen created it.

However, this time the trouble was so far away from their personalities that Zhen Cheng ignored the strangeness.

Furthermore, not only does the Afterlife Society know nothing about the disciples of Blood Candle Castle, there may also be a big problem with Zhen Cheng’s judgment of the Afterlife Society!

Calmly, Ai Luogensi tried with evil intentions: "Because you sent someone to kill my sister."

The figure on the throne was startled when he heard the words, and then he laughed and said sarcastically: "The courage is as strong as the sea, and the heart is as thin as a millet. Just for such a trivial matter, you actually traveled across the ocean to come here?"

No matter where you come from or where you get your strength from, you are crazy!

You young man who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth, what can you do to me in my divine realm?”

As he spoke, he put his foot on the head of the maid who was kneeling in front of the throne, and gradually exerted force on his calf.

The poor woman couldn't even scream, her head suddenly exploded like a watermelon falling from an old building.

For the third time, Logansi fell into confusion.

Killing a mortal to demonstrate to the true God? "Where do you get power from"? What on earth is going on with this guy?

She doesn't even know the method of becoming a god or the way to sublime...the goddess of death?

She did not show her doubts on her face, but covered her face with the assassin mask she used to wear when she was a mortal.

"Are you... the heart of Songhai?" The figure on the throne stood up.

Ai Luogensi shook her index finger in front of the mask, and a black and red blood sickle emerged from the high-dimensional space on the other person's neck.

This guy is not the goddess of death at all!

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