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The first thousand two hundred and thirty-eight chapters swelled like nothing

Time flies and another three days pass. Shen Menghan brings a pack of CPH4 to find her magic shield and deputy captain Ying Yingying. After all, she is thin-skinned and does not want the weird relationship between the three of them to be exposed.

As she left with her front legs, Russell used his telekinesis to determine where she was away from, and then swooped down to hug Supergirl.

Time waits for no one, and at Shen Menghan's speed, it won't take much time to go back and forth.

"Don't be like this, I promise she won't let you mess around."

The woman Supergirl was talking about was Shen Menghan, but even so, her hands that pushed Russell had no strength at all.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"OK, I understand."

Russell nodded, picked up Supergirl by the waist, and swooped to the bedroom.

It's been a while since he slept in this bed, and he missed it very much as he loves beds.

"No, she will hear it."

This is the effect you want!

Russell's spirits were lifted, and Supergirl spat lightly, despising the scumbag for being shameless, and then rolled into a ball with him with a very honest body.

————Let’s break up, what are you looking at here————

After everything was done, Russell leaned on the bedside with Supergirl in his arms. When he put his two fingers together, a cigarette was shaped and ignited by itself.

A mere superwoman is no longer his opponent.

"You smoke?"

"It's just for the occasion. If you don't like it, forget it."

Just as he was feeling triumphant, when he heard Supergirl's words, Russell waved away the cigarette in his hand.

"This ability...what kind of ability is this?"

Superwoman frowned slightly. There was no reference at all for her powerful ability in the exchange list of the Lord God Space.

"The high-end application of electromagnetic force is actually very simple."

Russell said casually, wondering why Shen Menghan hadn't appeared yet and couldn't find the other party telepathically. After asking the system again, she found that she had already entered the main god space and started the mission.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Russell was furious. This broken system was getting worse and worse.

"I said it..."

The system expressed its grievances and did not dare to speak loudly. It was clear that the blame was laid on its own.

After finishing cleaning up the sophistry system in the spiritual world, Russell jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and prepared to track Shen Menghan's coordinates.

"What's wrong?"

Supergirl didn't know why and thought it was Shen Menghan who had returned from the attack. She got up and helped Russell change clothes, while also getting dressed neatly.

After the panic was over, Supergirl suddenly realized why she was panicking. Yes, Shen Menghan was the one who should be panicking.

"There is a mission in the Lord God Space. You can wait at home and I will come back."

After saying that, Russell lowered his head and kissed his forehead gently.

"Did she go in too?"

"Uh, I don't know, maybe!"

Seeing Supergirl's sad face, Russell told her a white lie. Just as he was about to enter the world of the Lord God's Dimension, something suddenly occurred to him.

"Take it, no matter who asks for it from you, not even yourself, not even me, don't give it to them."

Russell thrust the Sun God suit into Supergirl's hand and added a sentence just to be on the safe side.

"What's the meaning?"

"Nothing else, the current situation is a bit complicated, and I personally don't understand it..."

Russell said, waving his hands and disappearing into the room.

Superwoman sighed, Russell and Shen Menghan both entered the main god space, but she was excluded, which was quite unpleasant.

Just as he was thinking about it, his body swayed and disappeared into the house.

It was exactly three seconds before Russell left.



Blue sky and white clouds, steel jungle.

Russell stood on the top of a building, looking down at the slightly familiar metropolis below, Los Angeles.

“Finally it’s not New York anymore!”

Russell lamented that cities such as New York, Los Angeles and Chicago were dissatisfied every time as they were also favored by natural disasters, aliens, and supervillains. They needed exposure.

"Man, you jumped off the building too?"

Beside, a middle-aged white man with unshaven beard asked. He smelled of alcohol, his suit was messy and wrinkled, and he was holding a can of coffee in his hand.

Plot character?

Hardcore heart-to-heart talk...

Excuse me!

After confirming that the other party was just a passerby, Russell lost interest, but in the other party's mind, he saw a very interesting piece of news.

"Dude, can you let me dance first?"

The middle-aged man said listlessly, drank the last drop of bitterness in the coffee can, took a deep breath and was about to end his life.

"It's just that I lost my job and went bankrupt. Wouldn't it be nice to go live in a park for two days and submit a few more resumes?"

Russell said quietly: "There are a lot of homeless people like you on the street, and I don't see a few who are seeking death. Is your heart made of glass?"

The man's face froze, and he suddenly came back to his senses. He looked at Russell in shock: "You, how do you know this?"

"You can't go to heaven by committing suicide!"

Russell patted the man on the shoulder: "Don't be in a hurry to die. A future without you will be boring. Believe in yourself and you will make the world a better place."

After saying that, Russell opened his white wings behind his back while the man was stunned, and his body disappeared in a flash.

Russell didn't know what the future would look like, and he didn't know whether the man could succeed, but with a pair of small wings hanging on his back, his words were still very convincing.

Doing it easily can give a person the confidence to live, and he will not be stingy with these two words.



A sensational supernatural event occurred in a resort area on the outskirts of Los Angeles two days ago.

The resort was attacked by an unknown creature, and a large area was razed to the ground. There were no witnesses, and the monster was unmoved. The Los Angeles official's response to the number of casualties is still being counted.

Reporters who were not afraid of death sneaked into the cordoned off area and broadcast live the disaster scene, only to see the mess everywhere and not a single building in the resort left intact.

In the center, a huge sinkhole is dark and lightless, and it is unknown where it ends.

In the entire disaster area, there were only traces similar to the crawling of a super giant python, and huge scales were also found at the site.

At first glance, it seems that the plot has already begun, and it is a disaster movie about the prehistoric python.

Russell flapped his wings and floated in mid-air. He saw obvious traces of snake-like creatures wandering on the ground. He glanced at the deep pit that collapsed due to man-made blasting, and landed on the edge of the accident.

There was a soft buzz, and the surrounding soil rolled violently, and soon three or five giant scales emerged, each one the size of a person.

Looking at the exaggerated tip of the iceberg, one can guess the size of the giant python, not to mention the crawling traces spreading across the ground.

"What a big python..."

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly and swallowed subconsciously. Don't blame him, the habit he developed in the world of Olympus, the monster race is too fragrant.

Whoosh!

Black light flashed, and a dagger appeared on Russell's neck, glowing with a faint purple light.

Quenched.

Almost at the same time, eight reincarnations appeared, both male and female, either wearing equipment from the main god's space, or dressing up as the Los Angeles police.

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and he knew from the situation that this mission in the Main God Space was not a team mission of the Supergirl team.

It's a pity, if it had been the same last time, his life would have been much easier.

"Boy, tell me your name and number. Are you interested in forming a temporary team with us in this world?"

A female reincarnator spoke out, although it was a question, but she did not give Russell a chance to choose. If he refused, he would be dead and dismembered.

Russell didn't reply. He opened the door telepathically and started chatting with the reincarnator who was holding a knife against his neck.

One-sided chat!

After finishing the memory, Russell was slightly shocked and found several very important clues.

For example, the numbering is different from the previous main god missions. Every reincarnation that enters the mission world will automatically receive a number.

What’s interesting is that this main god mission is very much like a large-scale online game. Every time there is a kill, the main god will scroll the entire server. For example, number 12345 kills number 2345.

In addition, what worried Russell the most was that reincarnations with different skin colors appeared in his memory. They were no longer the same as before, only wandering around Asia.

"Hey, what do you want me to ask you?"

When the female reincarnator saw Russell frowning and thinking hard, looking indifferent, fearing that something might happen, she glanced at him and gestured to wipe Russell's neck.

There was no response. The reincarnator behind Russell was motionless, and his whole body was frozen on the ground.

The female reincarnator instantly sensed something was wrong, and just when she was about to take action, a huge telepathy rushed straight at her, overwhelming her spiritual will in one fell swoop.

"Let's have a fight, the final winner can live..."

Russell said something faintly, pushed the dagger from his neck away with his fingertips, walked to the side and sat to watch the eight reincarnations killing each other.

Although they were not powerful reincarnators, several of them were of equal strength, and the melee was a lively one, with continuous rumbling explosions.

From the memories of several people, Russell learned the background of the current world, which comes from the movie "War of the Dragons".

Legend has it that humans are protected by a group of pythons. Every five hundred years, God selects the python that has made the greatest contribution and gives it the opportunity to transform into a dragon.

Opportunity is a treasure called 'Dragon Ball'.

After the dragon ball came into the world, it attached itself to the newborn human girl and gave her a dragon mark as a symbol. When the girl reaches twenty and merges with the dragon ball, the python can eat it and successfully transform into a dragon.

"It's so deceptive..."

Russell curled his lips slightly, kicked away the memory he had searched for, and watched the plot of the movie copied from the mobile hard drive in his mind.

It's not that he just improvises and doesn't work hard at ordinary times, but he deeply understands a truth.

Study in moderation, otherwise you will lose hope in the exam!

Okay, the above is pure nonsense. He just felt that when the weather cleared up, Supergirl was already vulnerable, so she swelled out of proportion.

Russell hurriedly skimmed the plot of the movie and learned that there are good and bad pythons. For example, five hundred years ago, the evil python coveted the Dragon Ball and took it by force with a group of men.

fail!

By the guardian of the Dragon Balls...

An old man and a young man destroyed it.

The way of destruction is unexplainable. When the evil python came to the world, the pretty boy and the beautiful girl who was the host of Dragon Ball jumped into the sea and died in love, making the evil python's journey in vain.

"Hey, where is the other guardian, the powerful old man?"

Russell was speechless and complained, feeling like he had discovered a bright spot.


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