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Chapter 12 Acting? My profession!(1/3)

Death is something that no creature is willing to accept. Novel.

The same is true for the evil spirits at the top.

Although, to some extent, it is immortal.

However, the pain caused by "death" really exists, and the evil spirits cannot escape and refuse, just like facing their own boss, they must bear it.

However, one thing is that when facing its own boss, it cannot resist.

But facing those guys who died for it...

It wants those bastards to know that it is not something that can be killed by any guy.

The evil spirit bared his teeth and grabbed the vine in front of his chest with his right hand. Then, he turned around. After wrapping the vine around his body, he had already prepared his left hand suddenly grabbed the remaining vine with his hand.

Then, pull it hard!

Bang!

With a handful of soil, the vines were uprooted.

But everyone who saw the root of the vine couldn't help but exclaim.

Because, that part of it turned out to be a... a head!

Without hair, fibers grow from the hair follicles and are "twisted" into a dry vine.

Moreover, this head is still alive.

The other party stared at the evil spirit above.

"Ignorance disruptor, who are you?"

The other party's voice was arrogant and cold, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt condescending.

If it is normal, the evil spirit at the upper level does not mind kicking the other party first and then chopping the other party up. But at this time, it represents the boss and represents the "God of Mist". Naturally, it should have corresponding demeanor.

Under the gaze of a group of believers of the "Mist God" , a hint of compassion appeared on the faces of the evil spirits at the upper level.

"Are you also trapped in the fog?"

"Don't be confused, don't be afraid, please recite the name of my Lord silently."

"You will be redeemed!"

The evil spirit at the upper level relaxed his hands as he spoke, and turned around and untied the bondage.

Not only that, it also picked up the head and gently wiped the soil on the other person's face with its robe sleeve.

"I know the taste of frozen soil."

"It's very cold, right?"

"Don't worry, you won't feel the cold again."

He held up the head and said softly with an equal attitude of facing face, eyes to eyes.

Even though the other party's vines were still piercing and whipping the evil spirits at the top, the sound was not resentful.

Gentle, gentle.

Just like...

Sunlight!

There was a little cold underground base just now, as if it was shining in by the warm winter sun, full of warmth.

Looking at this scene, the believers of the "God of Mist" burst into tears.

There was no need for more words or postures, and the believers knelt down and worshiped the name of the "God of Mist".

This is the god we believe in.

Mercy, compassion.

Maybe sometimes act extreme.

but……

I'm afraid it's a last resort?

After all, the gods have lost their eyes and ears. As believers, what is it that it is worth to dedicate some of their bodies?

What's more, don't we survive?

This is enough.

In front of me, I was hurt at will, but my face was not changed, and there was a gentle and heartwarming "messenger" who appeared.

Surrounded by believers who are so pious that they are almost fanatical.

The "head" held in the hands of the evil spirit above was stunned.

Isn’t the ‘God of Mist’ just a little evil god who takes advantage of the chaos?

Not to mention that it is comparable to the God of War and Ms. Disaster, even if they exist like this, they are inferior to each other.

It is precisely because of this that it will get the news that the "God of Mist" has disappeared seriously and choose to attack as soon as possible.

It wants to swallow each other.

Obtain the other party’s authority and expand it into your own authority.

Plunder the other party’s believers and expand them into their own believers.

In this way, it will definitely be the best among them.

Perhaps it is still not comparable to the God of War and Ms. Disaster, but it has greater potential. At least, if there is any opportunity, it may be able to become the second Ms. Disaster.

But everything in front of him seemed to tell it that the "God of Mist" it learned in the past was not real.

At least, it does not have such a 'messenger'.

It can also be sure that the guys around it do not have such a "messenger", or it can also be sure that this is not what those guys pretend to be.

Because, it feels in the other party that the other party has unparalleled piety and belief in giving up everything for an existence!

Such piety and such beliefs will not appear in guys like them.

It will only appear in the most fanatical believers.

And such believers will inevitably become their messengers.

Unfortunately...

It does not have such a messenger.

Not only it, but also the guys around them can't have it.

The Temple of War may have.

Ms. Disaster may also have it.

But……

Those messengers will never have the strength of the "communication" in front of them.

A small part of the power of the messenger is his own, and most of it is given.

Simply put, whether the messenger is powerful has a great relationship with the gods believed in.

The powerful messenger in front of him reflects from the side that the "God of Mist" that has been ignored by them, which is quite powerful!

Of course, it should not be possible to surpass the God of War and the Lady of Disaster.

Because the messenger in front of you should be the kind of crazy believer who is extremely suitable for the "God of Mist".

No!

He is no longer a messenger.

But...

Familiar!

hateful!

What a lucky guy!

Why don't I have such a believer?

Why don’t I have the right kindness?

The head and heart were full of jealousy.

However, it stopped.

After knowing that this "stand-in" cannot get everything you want, why bother to waste your energy?

Moreover, offending a powerful alien god is not a wise move.

It and several other gods need allies.

A seriously injured and weak "God of Mist" is certainly not qualified.
To be continued...
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