Chapter 580 Half-Life Earth is occupied by aliens again
After Wu Lei asked Xun Sheng to go back, he gathered 666 people and visualized the image of Moyun Titan King Bingqi Collier and Lord Zhiwei Shengde - this Lord Zhiwei Shengde is brother Wu Lei.
boss, build an altar for worship, place the teleportation gun on it, and recite sacrificial inscriptions.
All these preparations are to participate in the grandest, most wonderful, richest and most amazing ceremony in Akamkin: Papachima.
Papachima means tribute adventure.
Use a super large magic circle—a magic circle built by a 10,000-meter-tall Titan, isn’t it big?—to summon the tributes offered by the Titan believers. Most of them are tributes from lower-level races, but because the magic circle is too powerful,
It is large, can tear apart time and space, and break through crystal walls, so it sometimes summons many strange things.
Legend has it that the most bizarre Papachima in history occurred in Pilitis in the central area of Akamkin. At that time, the remains of a star born in the early days of the universe were somehow summoned, and the huge gravitational pull destroyed everything else on the spot.
All the tributes were smashed into pieces. The mythical Titan King was so angry after hearing the news that he smashed the thing into more than 900 million pieces with a big cracking punch. It flew high into the sky and then fell, triggering a meteorite rain that lasted for two years.
The Titans have invincible power and magic, but they live in a corner. Arkham Gold is a huge void land, surrounded by a highly pure space-time crystal wall. The crystal wall hides countless secondary planes. It is said that it was the last era.
The wreckage of the universe is also the road leading to the rest of the crystal wall system. The Titans themselves do not have a strong desire to conquer and decided to stay peacefully in Arkham Gold, mainly because their group is not large in number.
With countless vassal races, they will let their subordinates fight everywhere and let these "lively little mice" play by themselves instead of fighting and killing for Arkham Gold's resources all day long.
Since there is no expansion goal, the Titans start to have fun. Once they start to have fun, the appearance of the world will blur from the social system into an incomprehensible and counterintuitive form, so that all kinds of characters and characters will appear.
Even a powerless court jester like Wu Lei can wield a lot of power over things.
Wu Lei is really a brilliant joker. He has perfectly adapted to his absurd game life and braved the wind and waves in the turbulent and dangerous battlefield.
Relatively speaking, among the five internal testers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, his immersion index is the highest. Others study knowledge and adjust game strategies every afternoon. He has to undergo up to five hours of psychological review every time he plays the game.
healthy.
It is this kind of person who is perfect in the play, and he is the most successful and favored jester.
Comparing him to a eunuch is an insult, but as far as career planning in the game is concerned, he is indeed a great eunuch. But if we continue to clarify his positioning, he is actually a pet of the Titan, and his master gave him an enhancement
Even the beauties of the humanoid race bred him.
Comrade Wu Lei, an upright and stern comedian, stands firm and will never be fooled by the sugar-coated bullets of feudalism. Of course, the main reason is that the game is being recorded.
In any case, he has now won the right to host Ice Cream this year's Papachima.
The Papachima Array is arranged in a wide and desolate plain. The rich infusion of magic energy makes the soil in this area highly crystallized, presenting a colorful spectacle. Under the sunlight, it shines thousands of miles away, and the light reaches into the sky.
Papachima is arranged in the golden autumn month, which lasts for ninety days and will not stop until the end of the year. During this period, countless treasures are enshrined by the family members. You can imagine what a huge disadvantage it is.
After Papa Chima started, countless detailed prayers came from the sky above the circle, and then pieces of tribute appeared in the misty white flash. The entire plain was like a giant open-air disco. It was fine during the day, but at night, it was bright.
The bright light illuminated the clouds high in the sky, as bright as day. The milky white clouds rolled and curled, revealing the stars and moon behind them, which were all muted.
The servants would gather the tributes in iron carts, transport them through the mana well to the king's bronze floating fort, count them and store them in the warehouse, fill one floating fort and then another, and take turns to deliver them to the God King Mountain Range.
Show it to Lord Titan.
Of course, the best is given to the monarch. The remaining scattered materials and miscellaneous goods, exquisite products and necessities are left behind, and the rest can be rewarded to the servants. This part is naturally decided by Wu Lei.
He dedicated the Orange Gate Portal Gun to his own prince and opened a space-time channel in front of him.
The towering monarch was soaked in the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs, and was scraping off the dead skin on his ankles with a 342-meter-long fine gold knife. His resolute and hairy calves were resting on the crater, and the black and red flames were rising.
The ground licked his rough yellowish skin, and the elephant-like red mites hidden in the leg hair screamed and were roasted to death by the poisonous fire. They fell to the floor half a kilometer in front of Wu Lei.
This is the body of the great king, but he likes to travel with his soul. Usually, his soul condenses into a three-meter-tall man and walks around. He mostly talks to his subjects in the form of his soul. Otherwise, when his body speaks, his body will be easily fragile.
The family members were shaken.
Just like now, Bingqi Collier is squatting and looking across the portal. Over there is Brother Xun Sheng's company laboratory. The goose-yellow tiles are clean and dust-free, and a group of scientific researchers in white biochemical suits stand in two rows.
Pretending to welcome him from across the street, Xun Sheng hid in the monitoring room and observed quietly.
"It's a human planet again!" The prince's soul laughed with a clear and clear voice. Despite his rough body, his soul was handsome and charming.
The cold-faced comedian Wu Lei was wearing a yellow shirt with black stripes, a pair of purple trousers, and a pair of rabbit skin slippers. He spoke with a strange tone, "Oh, of course, my good king, you also know that in this world
The one with the most variety is human beings!”
Bingqi Collier laughed heartily, "Yes, yes! Variety! Haha, you guys, these lively little mice are everywhere, it really dazzles the Titans."
"That's because your eyes are too big!"
"Oh, that's true. If your eyes are too big, you will ignore the subtle things. Look, otherwise, why would I like to use my spirit body to talk to you!"
"But you are still a head taller than us. Only trolls can look at your spirit body, right?"
"Ho ho, it's your fault for not living up to expectations! The taller you are, okay, Wu Leiqing, let's go to the other side and have a look."
After saying that, the Maharaja happily bent down and entered the oval vertical portal.
As soon as he came in, he looked a little surprised, "This feels like such fresh air!"
Heart to heart, the words of the spirit body can be understood by all intelligent beings with souls. Immediately, the scientists under Xun Sheng looked at each other. The alien's first words actually said air? Of course, sterile air is indeed
It's clean. Do these aliens have very high requirements for air?
Of course, the air the Maharaja mentioned was not air in the literal sense. He meant that the atmosphere given to him by this world was particularly different.
"It smells like something outside the crystal wall system! My dear, it's a whole new material world!" The monarch was happy, turned around and said to the jester who was following him, "You have done a great job, Wu Leiqing! You are truly my lucky general!"
Wu Lei said expressionlessly, "I am not a lucky general. I don't know how to fight."
"Huh? Hahaha! Okay, then he's not a lucky general. Listen to you!" The prince smiled fondly, feeling helpless at being contradicted by his own dog.
"By the way, you little mice in white skin, this planet under your feet belongs to me, Bingqi Collier Zhiwei Shengde, from today on. Surrender to me and listen to my words.
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After he finished speaking, all humans on the earth, and even all intelligent creatures, tightened their bodies at the same time, and their hearts felt heavy as if they were bound by some invisible shackles. This is the Titan's dream language, which has the effect of following the words of lower-level creatures.
