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Seventy-five, everyone's worries (below)

.Butterfly traveling through time and space  75, everyone’s worries (Part 2)

Fifteen people’s worries (Part 2)

When he thought of the tragedy of the broom, W Feili couldn't help but tremble. He covered the ** with one hand and unconsciously poured a handful of water at Isabella to calm his inner fear. The charming Drow mature woman also laughed and shook off the wet towel. She splashed water on her naked body to fight back.

Soon, the "war" spread to the entire bath. Everyone happily fought a water battle. The fragrant petals were flying all over the sky for a while, and accompanied by strings of water droplets, sprinkled on the women's smooth and delicate jade bodies, making them look particularly charming and attractive.

"Hey, is it suitable for playing water now? You really don't feel any sense of crisis!"

After being splashed with petals on the face, Rebecca felt the need to hit Feili a few times while hanging a black line. "As the sales of arms and various materials are getting exhausted, for that Tecumse, the value of us foreigners is gradually eliminating this unfavorable situation. Do you have no response?"

"Response? Incas should be likely to turn against us!" Feili raised her eyebrows. "Their sun goddess is squeezing into His Highness Mistera's hands!"

"This mortgage alone is not enough!" Rebecca lamented. At the same time, he pressed his finger on the sun** and rubbed it. "In many cases, the value of the hostages will gradually decrease as the seizure time extends, until it finally disappears... With the long sleep of the Sun Goddess and the collapse of the Temple of Time, the power of this church on the plateau is disintegrating and disappearing. However, the power of the totem beasts of various tribes is rising. If it weren't for the direct threat to the elves gods, no one among them would have wanted to see the revival of the Sun Goddess. Even Tkumse is no exception. After all, he is also the high priest of the holy black hawk. What's more, the desperate Incas have contacted the big demon Glazt..."

She sighed quietly. "Goddess Yang knows how long it will take to wake up. And the Goddess of the Goddess is absolutely impossible to give up the mess in Feiren's native place to go to the Maz continent to save the Inca natives. She is not willing to fight a tragic battle with the elves on this bad battlefield. But the six-fingered Glazt did not have such troubles - he was almost down and had nothing. He would never intend to immigrate from the Feren continent. Starting from scratch again. But this guy is good

He is one of the three giants of the abyss whose power is similar to that of Ming. If he really does attack himself, he can be as good as the elves... Have you ever thought that if these Inca natives really can't withstand the pressure of the elves coming to earth personally, they will be the main force of Grate, a six-finger deformed child. Then the dormant Sun Goddess will in turn become the death talisman of our army - the change of dynasty between gods and demons. We have always been concerned with the need to eradicate the roots!"

"Bengrazt?, eliminate the old masters?" Feili was stunned for a moment. "Will normal people accept the perverted doctrines and disgusting rituals?"

In the circle of gods and demons in the Feren continent, Glazt, with six fingers, has always been famous for being psychopathic. This guy not only likes to turn himself into beauty and then find a strong man to get fucked. He also likes to appreciate cruel sacrifices of living people and lingering wild intercourse. What's more, he is particularly interested in hybrid experiments and requires believers to mating various animals and even warcraft species in heretic rituals - which scares away almost all the guys with normal mentality; and in addition, Glazt, who is lustful by nature, values ​​girls over men. The church members almost only recruit female men and never make a name for themselves in that organization - this has also angered many male perverts and drove them to the undead king Okas, who is also very perverted, but at least not gender-discriminate.

So, even though Glazt's Dharma was powerful and generous to believers, his church could not develop - among the psychopathic people, men accounted for the majority, and women mostly hated Glazt's cruelty, so that for a long time, almost only human-faced lions were willing to believe in this guy. Especially when the "dark hometown" on the edge of the Eonoke Desert was destroyed by the Neserel team, his influence on the continent of Feren was even more declining.

"The psychological quality of the indigenous people is so good that they can not even take it seriously if they peel human skin and eat human flesh. What can they do if they get along with a few wild beasts?" The female professor reached out and pressed his forehead and rolled his eyes. "Don't look at the current situation of the Incas. Once it is dragged until the elves and gods recover their strength and descend to earth again, besides the demons, who else will cut against the gods against them? You half-baked candidate? Or me, an outdated, empty-handed arcane? Or those tribal totems that are not as good as the climax? In front of the real gods.

I’m afraid these mortals can’t stand up with one move!”

Feiri could only nod to this. The genocidal massacre of the elves is indeed even more terrifying than any perverted ritual. Although the elves have always claimed to be just camps and posit goodness and gentleness, it is based on the premise of refusing to recognize any intelligent life besides the elves. In terms of strategies to treat foreign races, they are no longer much better than the cruel evil people of their contemporaries. They are also bloody massacre + high-pressure enslavement. In order to save their homes and lives, even if there are perverted teachings and sacrifices, the natives can only grit their teeth and accept them first.

"What do you think, teacher?" He shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "Persuad His Highness Mistera to immigrate to this wilderness and acquire 30 million Incas as believers? This means basically giving up the sphere of influence in the continent of Feren. It is absolutely not worth it. Apart from maintaining strength in the war as much as possible, seizing the sea outlet, and opening up channels for contact with our country. We do not have much work at this stage."

"It seems that this is true..." The female professor tilted his head and thought for a moment. In the end, he chose to give up. "In the future, I will speed up the repair and decipher of the Neser scroll as much as possible. I hope to find a solution to the elves and gods or to accelerate the recovery of the Sun Goddess. As for now..."

She smiled in a hint of grim smile. She scooped up a handful of water from the bath and poured it on the stupid apprentice's head. "Since no matter how sad we are, it's useless. Then let's have fun together now!"

Who said just now that I didn’t play? Feili, who was covered in water, couldn’t help rolling her eyes again. At the same time, she jumped aloofly and threw the giggling vampire professor directly on the edge of the pool. The other women in the pool also came to join in the fun with a smile... For a moment, the fragrance of the chrysanthemum petals was endless in the spring.

However, just as these families were laughing and making noise in the luxurious room, a new round of conspiracy after the main force of the Destruction Elf Army had quietly begun under the planning of a evil Taoist sect in the distance.

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Imprint City. Styx Bank Headquarters Club Room

"Although I know that the sky will not collapse, I still feel my heart lingering when I see so many houses hanging upside down on my head!"

Sitting on the soft cushion, Okas looked up to the sky, then looked down at the street scene outside the window: chimneys, oily air, gray streets, messy houses, dark green razor vines, and ubiquitous noise and quarrels... The atmosphere was too noisy and noisy. He felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Out of professional habits, this undead King has always liked the darkness and silence unique to the midnight cemetery: the clear and cold moonlight shines on the gloomy tombstones. The blue ghost fire floats among the trees. Zombies stretch out their claws from the top of the grave. In the darkness and silence, occasionally the murmurs of resentful spirits will be heard...

However, in the Imprint City, it is difficult to find a way to meet Okas' preferences.

As a hub and trade center connecting multiple planes with portals, this donut-shaped circular city has always been one of the most densely populated squares in the multiverse. All houses are built in this "donut". Therefore, no matter which street you stand on the Imprint City, you can only see the dense buildings on the other side of the city and the bustling heads of people on the other side of the city.

In most areas of this city, there will always be various types of noises covering the sky from multiple angles and all directions, tortureing everyone's auditory nerves; all smoke, dust, oil and rot odor are firmly locked in this airtight "cage". Breathing such air is enough to destroy the smell and lungs of some people; similarly, sealed in this giant "donut" also has the heat emitted by life production and life...

All the gods and demons in the heavens hate a city because it can isolate divine power. The gods walk in it are no different from mortals.

Most undead creatures don’t like Yincheng very much. On the one hand, it is because the humid and stuffy climate can easily accelerate the mold and decay of their bodies; on the other hand, because it is impossible to expand the new urban area in this "cage". The price in the city has been astronomical by countless housing speculation groups from all planes. So much so that most residents cannot afford to bury themselves. They can only throw it into the crematorium of the Wande Society to make flower fertilizer, or stuff it directly into the sewer to feed rats and scavenge - it is difficult for undead creatures to find a grave suitable for their temporary residence in Yincheng.
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