"Everything is a decision of fate. Although the other party is somewhat opportunistic, his vision and decision-making are better. Rest in peace, Nnoitra the phosphorescent beetle."
In Stormwind Mountain, the frost giant Ymir let out a long sigh, and then his eyes showed a trace of regret and intolerance. He had been neighbors with the other party for hundreds of thousands of years, and he most expected that the other party would end up like this in the end.
Not only was his body destroyed, not even a trace of his soul could escape. Although Ymir didn't like the other person's arrogant and domineering character, he also admitted that he was tenacious, so tenacious that he was just one step away from being on an equal footing with himself. p>
"I didn't expect him to die. It seems that the last evolution was a little too hasty. But for a mediocre person, his life was wonderful."
In the rocky sea, the North Sea monster Kraken smashed a three-masted sailboat with a slap, and then set his sights on the frozen continent. There was no emotion in the pale pupils, as if the news of the other party's death was no different from those floating clouds. p>
Although they are both "twelve monsters", in the eyes of the North Sea Monster Kraken, each existence is independent, at least there will be no communication.
"Huh? The dead bug is actually dead? But that's okay, a piece of waste like that shouldn't be alive, and it has survived for such a long time."
In the Cold Halberd Sea, the Charybdis Whirlpool, the mermaid Scylla slowly opened her eyes. It was a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as the ocean, and there were faint waves surging inside.
Gulu! Gulu! A long series of bubbles burst one after another, the figure of a huge sea beast loomed, and the huge night pearl exuded a faint green fluorescence.
"I know, I will handle this matter personally and tell Donna not to bother me if you have nothing to do recently. Also, don't mess with the Tundra Continent, at least not in the next few years."
In the Whispering Forest, at the foot of the Fish Fin Mountain, the giant wolf Fenir drove away the dark elves as if they were sending flies away. But these strong men, who were usually unruly and unruly, seemed extremely respectful at this moment.
The humid climate always moistens its fur, and the offerings that are delivered regularly are far more important to it than who dies. As both ferocious beasts on land, the giant wolf Fenir has no favorable impressions of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, and may even
It's said to be extremely disgusting.
"No! If I were really the enemy, you would be dead by now! How many times have I told you that only by attacking the vital points can you kill the enemy!"
In the thorny desert, the desert of death, Shark Harribel scolded coldly while pulling out the whip mercilessly. Although it was very unbearable, it was the only way for the strong to pass, at least in her opinion.
Such.
"Did you feel it? It seems that the bed bug is dead. Times are indeed changing. Although I have no friendship with him, I am also of the same lineage of ferocious beasts."
Poison Wolf Managalm lazily opened his eyes, only to see poisonous mist lingering in his nose, but he himself always showed a cynical look.
"It has nothing to do with me! And you, if you want to truly become the thirteenth Lord of Warcraft, then don't just stand there stupidly. Fight back! Fight back with all your strength!"
Shark Harribel snorted coldly, and then wanted to raise the whip again. She didn't care about the trivial matters of who lived and who died, let alone mourning for anyone.
"I'm a little tired. How about practicing again in the afternoon? Who is Nnoitra the phosphorescent beetle? Is he also very powerful? Is he more powerful than others?"
Antelope Knight Nellie threw away the emerald green spear in her hand, and then asked with a sweet voice. Shark Harribel shook her head helplessly after hearing this, but Poison Wolf Managalm seemed overflowing with love, and turned his hands to conjure
He bought countless food and magic crystals.
The three seem to have formed an alliance long ago. In the Thorny Desert, no one will take the initiative to invade. However, in the future, a brother and sister will be welcomed here, which will also be a turning point in their destiny.
"Ah...ah...he died...It's a pity that the opponent is not me, it's a pity, it's such a pity..."
In the forest of mist and rain, the path of poisonous vines, the night party frog Wanda Weiss was mumbling to herself while drooling. The subordinate officer Deedlit beside him listened quietly, but there was no reaction.
Frogs croaked endlessly, seeming to commemorate the death of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, but also more like a mockery. The drizzle fell, and the humid climate made everything warm.
"Yeah, someone of the same kind died. How is this possible? Who did it? Gods don't really exist. They are good people who keep their own laws. Don't come to me. Don't come to me!"
In the misty rain forest and the giant clam swamp, the clam spirit Lilith slowly opened her shell. Her delicate little face was covered with sorrow. Although she was the master of Warcraft, she was the most timid one.
It’s just that the goddess of fate is fair, because if Lilith the clam spirit can move at will, then with her secret skills, the whole world may not be able to stop.
"What a pity, what a pity! Why wasn't that rotten fish the one who died? But that's fine, life is too dull, who will be next?"
In the Cold Halberd Sea, the land in the extreme south, the ugly body of the siren sank to the surface of the ocean. In an instant, a pungent stench rose into the sky, and creatures nearly a kilometer around it died one after another.
As a mutated fishman, he hates the mermaid Scylla more than the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra. The two originally had the same origin, but they have been fighting since the ancient times of ferocious beasts until today.
Chi chi chi! The whale's spray turned the sea water into a rainbow, the golden light of the sun was like a pendant, and its hundred-meter-long back arched out of the sea. However, unlike other lords of Warcraft, the giant whale Leviathan has no momentum.
, allowing seabirds to land on its body and pick up fish, shrimp and shells.
He has the best temper among the "Twelve Warcraft" and is also the most taciturn. No matter who it is, as long as they don't actively provoke him, the giant whale Leviathan can greet them with a smile.
But this does not mean that it has no resistance, because as long as the giant whale Leviathan leaps high and rolls somewhere, it is estimated that even the King of Ogu will be reduced to ruins.
"Huh? The bug is dead? Why is it so sudden? They are planning to wait until he evolves successfully before taking action." In the center of the Devil's Sea, a cute little girl floated on the ocean, completely unaware of the lightning around her.
Thunder.
"Hela, if you had this kind of curiosity in cultivation, you probably wouldn't be a dabbler today. Neutra is a waste, so he should die."
A huge whirlpool appeared out of thin air, and a huge snake head poked out of the sea. The two were the masters of the "Twelve Demonic Beasts", the masters of the Demon Sea, the absolute powerhouses in this world, the mortal python Jörmungandr and his sister Hai.
Pull.
After the twelve monsters sensed the complete demise of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, although they each had their own reactions, they all let out a few symbolic roars.
However, what they are more concerned about is Rikka, the "murderer", or they are curious about Rikka's abilities. Although they have already seen Rikka once in the realm of nothingness, Rikka was in the process of evolving that time, so it cannot be considered a true performance.<
/p>
But even so, Qi Hou, the Lord of Warcraft, still shocked the whole world. Countless peak powerhouses opened their eyes, and countless foreign masters stopped practicing.
But to their disappointment, today's changes seemed very anticlimactic. After wasting half a day, the world returned to normal, and no one paid attention to things that did not belong to them.