Chapter 89 What's the news?

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 89 What's the news?

Ryan felt like he was falling.

In the dark "air tube", a parachute-free skydiving occurred in the form of free fall.

"call out--"

A cracked wind blew in my ears.

Blow Ryan's face to twist.

The black hair turned into a furry lion.

Raphael was pulled into a "cat strip" and was also falling freely.

10s.

20s.

30s.

How long does it take to fall freely from an altitude of 10,000 meters?

Ryan's expression turned solemn, his heart was beating wildly.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Raphael's back neck skin beside him. He adjusted his falling posture.

Sen Han narrowed his eyes slightly to resist the cracked wind.

He stared straight into the dark pit below, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the black fog tent and fall straight to the bottom of the pit.

"Clang!"

Instantly.

The "saint prosthetic limb" on the right arm suddenly changed!

In the crack of time, in a fleeting moment, a crack opened in its dark golden metal!

The faint ice blue color, the cold light like a living creature pours out from it, and flows upwards and flows upwards!

In the deep darkness.

Everything that happens on the "prosthetic limb" is like breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly!

The cold light seemed to be the gorgeous butterfly wings that instantly poked out from the crack of the silkworm pupae.

"Bang!"

The silver bottle suddenly broke and the water slurry burst out.

The cold light quickly built on Ryan's head, and in an instant, it turned into a huge, thin umbrella!

"Click!"

This is the crisp sound of the bones on Ryan's right arm receiving a very strong puncture and a slight dislocation.

Ryan's frown slightly relaxed.

He stuffed Raphael into the clothes in his front and began to slowly "float".

He could foresee the "bottom" of the abyss.

It's not far away.

"Boom!"

At the bottom of the abyss, an ocean made of pus and blood.

The tides surged, and the stormy waves were like evil beasts, constantly launching terrifying blows to the rocks at the foothills.

"Woo"

"Woo"

In the deep darkness, there seemed to be a woman's crying sound. She was addicted to the boundless pain, and tears were like streams, pouring into the sea of ​​blood.

The vast body twisted hideously, causing waves.

The roar of the waves mixed with painful crying, and the sorrow has been gone for a long time.

"Tsk tsk."

"[Children] first kill each other, then they are all ended by monsters."

"No wonder it's so sad."

Someone smiled strangely.

"I am worthy of being the Mother Goddess. Even if I sleep, I still have such majestic divine power."

"We can create tens of thousands of [Tustas] just by usurping part of her power. It is conceivable how great life would have been born if she had allowed her to create creatures himself."

Some people exclaimed with hoarse voices and maliciousness.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Finally, in an extremely hoarse and majestic voice, "The first batch of [Tusta] died, and my mother has already felt it."

"According to legend, she will descend the sky fire and destroy the first world."

"Next, pour out the second batch of [Tusta] from the throat."

At this time, someone interrupted his words and said coldly: "Since that's the case."

“Speed ​​up our movement.”

"When the second world, all the third worlds will be destroyed."

"The unforgettable pain of losing her son will eventually wake her up from her addiction."

"us."

"You can obtain true theocracy!"

"boom!"

Ryan stepped onto the hard ground with his feet.

"Meow!!"

"Meow!"

The angry black cat rushed out of his clothes on his front, stomping his claws and scratched Ryan's arm hard.

The madness of the owner.

Finally, her disguised nature was exposed.

Ryan glanced at her expressionlessly.

This cat is pretending to be well-behaved.

As she devours monsters and gradually recovers with her power, she should still have memories.

If her memory was blurred before and only had some "smart female cat" instincts left, then now.

The thousand-year-old Cat ancestor has returned from resurrection.

"Click!"

Cold light flew back to the prosthesis.

Ryan touched his cold arm guard and a smile appeared on his face.

“Beautiful done.”

"Click!"

The dark golden flashes on the arm guards.

The loyal dog happily "wagged his tail" and seemed very useful.

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Ryan quickly turned his head.

His eyes were thrown into the distance.

At the bottom of the "deep hole" is an extremely huge underground space.

If he had to describe it, it would be a vast plain.

Moreover, the center of this plain is not empty. In its central area, there is a huge building towering.

Ancient, chaotic.

It’s like the loneliness and vastness at the beginning of civilization!

Deep pit underground.
To be continued...