As certain "facts" quickly spread throughout Jing'an City, the situation, which had been on the verge of deterioration, gradually stabilized...
I originally wanted to refute the weavers, but I couldn't avoid one problem.
That is, why does it take so much effort for gods to deal with humans?
There must have been a fight between the gods!
In a sense, this is true...
"Damn it! Redemption has no right to oppose our Lord. To fight our Lord is to be the God of Wisdom!"
Above the sea of blood, a distorted face appeared, constantly refuting.
But he was met with Ange's ridicule:
"Huh, what a ridiculous statement..."
A thin silk thread emanated from An Ge's hand, swirling around the sea of blood that covered half the sky.
"They also say the Blood Priest is collaborating with the God of Wisdom, and that the thieves are fighting...
Do you think we are fools?"
The face in the sea of blood was distorted, and he immediately revealed an expression of exasperation and frustration.
But he couldn't explain it at all...
Instead, it makes things worse.
Finally, he raised his head and roared, and the sea of blood slammed into the ground.
Since that's the case, why not just massacre everyone in Jing'an City?
"Kill them all!"
The residents of the inner city, located beneath the sea of blood, showed despair in their eyes...
They know the Weaver's methods...
Just as the sea of blood was about to fall, Xu Qingsong took action.
He began to influence the sea of blood from a distance, and manipulated the realm of flesh and blood he had transformed into, sliding down to the ground like flowing water.
The thin silk thread in An Ge's hand wrapped around the sea of blood, and a thin pink mist continued to spread out.
The mists were like a dream, with all sorts of obscene scenes constantly appearing.
Beautiful women stretched out their delicate hands, their laughter overflowing... There were also strong men, strange, inhuman creatures...
Whether male or female, the singing is flowing in it with a graceful and agile posture... full of charm.
The Weaver, who was originally furious, gradually became confused and intoxicated...
In the light pink mist, male and female Anges took action one after another, pulling or holding up the sea of blood.
Affected by this, the speed of the blood sea's descent involuntarily slowed down.
Soon, a small "island" of flesh and blood suddenly rose up, supporting the sea of blood.
"I'll leave this to you. Qin Keke and I need to go to school."
Ange spoke hastily towards the island of flesh and blood. Before Xu Qingsong could reply, the pink mist suddenly subsided, and his entire body began to melt and collapse...
However, his movements were interfered with by the sea of blood, causing his body to twist and deform...
The Weaver, who had regained his composure, said in a hateful voice, "He's actually a third-level Desire Mentor!"
Seeing this, Xu Qingsong quickly exerted his influence and offered help from a distance.
Not long after, Ange's figure flowed out from Qin Keke's body like a melting candle.
Qin Kekeru looked rather miserable, with pale golden hair all over her body, and her left arm twisted into a knot, bleeding...
In front of her was a tall and magnificent war fortress, surrounded by various mechanical creations.
It was obvious that a high-level mechanic had set his sights on this place.
“I heard that the students in Jing’an City are very innocent, and I can’t bear to see them die.
Please move aside so I can remove their brains and create a backup of their personalities."
The electronic synthesized sound kept playing:
"Don't worry, they will survive in another form."
An Ge was furious and said vaguely: "Get out!"
He was anxious to support Qin Keke, so his escape was not smooth...
Now, the originally beautiful Angela has become weirdly distorted.
His head melted and stretched, like a stream of half-solidified mud and water, flowing down to his abdomen...
The left arm was moved to the position of the neck, and the right arm was retracted to the chest...
He became a completely ugly freak.
"Ka...drink...you..."
There was some kind of displacement of Ange's internal organs, and his trachea and vocal cords were compressed. He was breathing rapidly and unable to utter a complete sentence.
Qin Keke stretched out a sharp claw and accurately tore open Ange's trachea.
"Wow, it would be a shame if you, an ugly bastard, were to suffocate to death...
Tsk."
She stretched out her good arm and patted Ange's shoulder. "Keep this ugly look. I want to experience some new feelings after this."
Ange glanced at her sideways.
Since you can't talk, try another way.
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