Soul of Negary

Negri floats outside this sand world.

This world is very ordinary. What is unusual is that the god of micro-organisms used it as a shrinking old nest and established a defense system in this world. It is difficult for Negri to come directly.

But He is not without a way. When the aggressive truth was stretched, Negri paid special attention to the god of the micro-body.

At the time when the micro-body god Carlo Calis had not fully recovered his power, he launched an attack with the help of truth, and even spread along the passage to the world he occupied, leaving behind, so that Negri can transport part of Forces beyond the limit entered the world, and by the way, messages were also sent to some heirs of Carlo Calis.

God of the micro-body, his way belongs to life.

And life is a picker that is derived from the soul. One of the first existences of the large multiverse is called the master of the world and the oldest.

It's just that the plucked plucker is now in a weird state. After the birth of the universe, he created the original world and disappeared.

Countless race gods or life-related beings have made life-related paths, and there is no hindrance to this being, as if he didn't care about other ways that cannibalized His path.

This transcendence even surpasses other pluckers.

Carlo Calis is also the existence of such a special racial life path, but he has no ability to escape the limitation of the racial life god, so gradually he spends most of his time looking for a world shrink.

"Too tired." Turning off Carlo Calise's message, Negri said so, he waited quietly outside the world.

Black Mirror Lake.

Just as the agents looked at each other, a man in an uncharacteristic white robe with an unknown yellow life on his shoulders appeared inexplicably behind Grant, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Brother borrows the road. "

Then he walked to Black Mirror Lake unobstructed.

"Who is that? How did the on-site blockade be done?" Sampson changed his look and quickly asked, although he didn't know what happened, but this time to provoke Carlo Calis...

The sulking boy was not in the consciousness of the agent's encirclement and the evil spirit's nest, and hummed a song to the lake.

Looking at the calm lake, the killer J knocked like a knock on the lake: "zaima?"

"..." The lake was calm as before.

"The surname card, don't hide inside. I know you are at home, you have the ability to rob men, why don't you have the ability to open the door!" Killer J shouted like a snowy aunt's body lying on the lake.

"..."

"..." The agents around were also stunned and didn't know what to do, and they were mad at themselves: "Are Carlos surnamed Card? What's the matter of robbing a man?"

"If you offended the abbot, you still want to run. You guys are too naive. Negri's guy is very bad." Killer J continued with the expression of your death in the face of the electric mouse: "Like the three of us, in He’s officers don’t know how many years, but he never paid us a penny. He’s crushing neuropathy!”

"Do you still know that you are a neuropathy?" The electric mouse lying on his shoulders widened his eyes: "Don't you, a neuropathy, never admit that you are a neuropathy?"

"Don't be noisy? Adults don't intervene when talking to children." Killer J waved his hands impatiently.

"You are a child. Uncle Ben has been alive for a long time..."

Then the conversation between the two quickly became a repeater conversation between you and me.

Until the killer J was charged with electricity and fell to the side, a hand reached into the lake, the electric light spread into the lake water, and the electric mouse jumped into the grass next to it and disappeared.

Agents were at a loss to look at the suddenly infighting killer J and the electric mouse, and the still calm lake.

After a while, Killer J climbed up, and the electric mouse on his shoulder jumped back to Killer J's shoulder, covering his forehead.

"I'll say your plan is mentally retarded, that guy is not fooled." The electric mouse said helplessly.

"It doesn't make sense. I have such a flawless and flawless plan. The old card is just a mentally retarded child with incomplete intellectual development. I can actually see through it?" Killer J said, feeling his chin in doubt.

But even so, the lake remains extremely calm.

"Forget it, this guy is determined to hide, we can't force it out, let's go back quickly." The electric mouse yawned and said.

"Okay, then let's go back." Killer J turned his back to the lake and said: "But when I go back, I think of Brother II's baggage separation and go back to Gao Laozhuang. In the second half of this year, China and the United States will cooperate..."

"Is there still two styles of blooming?" The electric mouse blankly killer J glanced.

"Hey, hey." Killer J smiled and waved at the agents: "Your god is a counsel, go back, he dare not come out."

"But wait for us to contact his sons. It is estimated that there are always willing to cooperate. It should not be difficult to quietly open a back door."

"It won't be long before this counseling will be pulled out, and he won't hide for long." Killer J smiled very seriously and looked back at the calm lake. His road construction only reached 25.0%, but now it seems to be completely not. The god of the insignificant body, this big man.

In fact Carlo Callis is waiting for an opportunity.

At the time, Negri was just a god who had no future to dominate the road, and it was the upstream who controlled him, the master of all things, Grey Riggs, and anyone with a normal IQ knew what to do.

And all he has to do is stop a demigod who has roots from him but has abandoned them.

If there is help from the upstream, He may be able to surpass the limitations of the racial god of life, so the awakened Carlo Calis is very happy to help.

But he did not expect that Negri won and became a node of aggressive truth.

At that time, he knew that his scourge was coming, and then he was injured by Negri and retracted into his own nest. Then he found that his own nest was not necessarily safe. His experimental products and supplies and heirs, they Seems to have received Negri's message, just waiting to pit father.

One by one, he overturned his seal and began to rebel.

But Carlo Calis had no way to clean up those guys. Negri’s attack was entangled in him, and he was constantly eroding his power. If he didn’t deal with it, he would cause bigger problems.

By the time He had dealt with his wounds and was ready to clean up the rebellious heirs, Negri had already appeared outside of his world.

"Aren't you just intercepting your subordinates? As for it? Come and block the door so quickly." If Carlo Callis could speak to Negri, he would be so crazy.

However, it is too late to say anything now, so He needs an opportunity to escape.

If the intelligence is correct, this guy who performed poorly in front of him is one of Negri’s three men, grabbing him as a threat and bargaining chip, maybe he can get in touch with the Vientiane organization and escape.