The Dark King

In the heavy rain, on the giant wall.

Liu Dao figure leaned over and stood on the wide wall, the burly man and the fat man gently put a seven or eight meter long oval metal ball on the ground, this metal sphere is like a mango, oblate There are many solid gray shells on the surface, and a piece of bright silver metal is exposed during the heavy rain. There are streamlined metal patterns on the metal surface, which looks very simple.

"Brother, let's inspect the goods!" the curvaceous woman said to the old man.

Elder Rick looked around and said, "Here is too much rain. If you open the coffin, the corpse will be easily contaminated. Find a clean place first."

"Then let's go to the outer wall area to find a place to settle down first."

"They will not be chased here for a while, even if they are chased, they are not afraid, as long as the god corpse is in hand, they will kill one by one!"

"Row."

Several people quickly made a decision, carried the coffin, and galloped along the wall road. After a while, they came to a village on the outskirts of the outer wall area and sneaked into the home of a farmer.

The rainstorm poured, and the thunder flashed, illuminating the world occasionally.

In the spacious hall, the farmer and his wife fell to the ground, their necks were bent ninety degrees, and their necks were broken and died. Their two daughters who read medical books in the bedroom also fell to the desk and the floor, and their mouths overflowed. The blood, also a broken neck, came from the same person.

The entire house soon left only rickets and other people.

They moved the elliptical metal ball to the farmer’s bullpen. The bullpen was large enough to accommodate the huge metal ball. The cows inside were all killed and piled up in the corner of the bullpen. Six people surrounded the metal ball. The old ricket reached out and stroked the dirt on the surface of the metal ball, wiped it off, and quickly found a gap thinner than the hair on the edge of the metal ball.

In addition, in the middle of this gap, there is a square raised metal plate.

The old Rickets frowned. The shape of this coffin was completely different from the fake they had previously captured. The appearance was not like a coffin at all. There were no epic pictures engraved on the surface of the war between the goddess of war and the monster. It was too low-key.

"Brother, how do you open this thing?"

"Is it a lock here?"

The burly man and the fat man looked at the weird shape of this thing, feeling a little unable to start.

The old man thought about it for a moment, and tried to move his palm to the metal plate to move it, but the metal plate was firmly fixed. Just when he was about to close his hand, the metal ball suddenly fluttered and frightened several people. He was hurt by the poisonous gas released from the fakes and suffered a loss, leaving a lot of shadows.

The old ricket had just retracted his palm, and suddenly there was a pleasant female voice behind the metal plate. The language spoken by the female voice had never been heard by six people.

When they heard the female voice appearing, the six of them were backed up in shock and their faces were horrifying.

The old ricket was also terrified and looked at the metal ball in shock. Does this sound come from the female god of war inside?

Isn't she dead?

The fat man and the graceful girl also thought the same, and when they looked at each other, they all saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

You know, this goddess of war is more than three hundred years ago, how could it be alive?And if they are really alive, how can they be allowed to kill this god wall?

The sweet female voice repeated the previous quirky language again, then beep twice, the metal plate glowed with red light, and then the voice sank.

The old Ricky waited for ten minutes or so, until the sound no longer sounded, he was slightly relieved, but found that his back was soaked, he turned his head to look at the graceful woman and said, "Is there a living thing in it?"

The curvaceous woman shook her head slightly. When the previous female voice sounded, she immediately used her ability to sense, "There is no life reaction."

"Big Brother, didn't the Wall Master say that this Sylvia Valkyrie has long been dead?" The old six with a cheek destroyed shivered.

The old ricket stared at the coffin and stared for a moment before whispering: "You step back a little bit."

Several people heard the news and immediately backed away a distance.

Elder Rick carefully stepped forward and raised his hand to hit the metal ball. Even after several shots, there was no response.

He sighed a little and said: "It seems that this should be something like the gramophone of the master Bibi, leaving her previous voice here, not that she is talking."

Others breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if the Valkyrie is still alive, it is estimated that raising their fingers can easily kill them. How can they be allowed to be so nonsense?

The old man came forward and looked carefully. After considering it carefully, he took out the war knife and scratched it along the small gap on the edge of the metal ball. After several repeated failed attempts, the blade finally cut into the gap, and he immediately pried up.

Click!

The metal sphere sounded cracking and loosened slightly upwards.

The old ricket saw the effect, adjusted the blade, and pryed it apart in the same way at other positions.

After ten minutes, the small gap outside the metal ball has become half a centimeter wide. The old ricket melted the sword and entered the state of the demon body, letting others back, and then using the demonized claw tip to buckle the edge and lift it up sharply. .

With a hissing sound, a frost-like cold burst out.

This chill was exactly the same as the previous false god coffin, and the pupils of the old rickets shrank and hurriedly retreated.Soon, the cold air diffused and gradually spread. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and even the rainstorm that fell on the cowshed suddenly became lighter, because the white cold air adsorbed on the top of the cowshed and condensed. It became a thick cold crystal. If six people stood outside and looked at the cowshed at this moment, they would notice that the rainwater falling on the cowshed, as soon as it spattered, it froze into ice.

The temperature in the entire bullpen quickly dropped below zero.

The spread of coldness is getting larger and larger. The rainwater flowing down the edge of the cowshed becomes an ice cone. The entire cowshed is quickly frozen into an ice room, including dead cows piled up in the corner, and all are stiff and outflow. Blood clots into ice.

A few moments later, when the cold was about to dissipate, the ricket old man who retreated outside the bullpen tentatively reached out and touched a little bit of free cold, only to feel the coldness of his fingertips, but there was no other discomfort.

He tried again and again, and finally concluded that the coldness this time was different from the last time. It was not highly toxic, just pure coldness.

Knowing that the coldness was not poisonous, he immediately rushed into the bullpen, but just in case, he still held his breath and came to the open oval metal sphere, looking at it, and there was a faint white gas floating in it, hazy In it, a perfect white snow naked body lies inside, as if sleeping.

When he saw the face of this body, he was relieved in his eyes, which was consistent with the mission information he received. This is the goddess Sylvia!His eyes fell on her body, naked on her body, without any obstructions, including the hidden parts of the lower body, but he did not have half of the desire in his eyes, but looked more and more horrified.

The body of the goddess Sylvia, not half angry, is undoubtedly a dead man!However, the skin of her corpse is more shiny than that of living people. It is as tender and soft as fat. It is reasonable that for more than three hundred years, even if it does not rot, it is at least a dry body, but this sylvia's body is like a sleeping life. People, the skin is not half-folded!

This can be explained by the cold freezing, but another point made him feel incredible, that is, the lower body of Sylvia from the waist down, not the structure of human legs, but a vomiting grimace The body, weird and ugly, is in stark contrast to the perfect body of her upper body. The upper body is like a god, but the lower body is like a ghost in hell!

He stared blankly, because he was so enthralled and stared at for a long time. Suddenly, he seemed to see the closed eyes of the god's corpse opened. It was a pair of extremely deep but brilliant eyes, as if it contained Endless starry sky, high above, full of sacred, but emotionless eyes, looking down at her, compared with her indifferent eyes, her cheeks seemed to show a smile, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, only this subtle The expression makes her instantly dazzling, full of irresistible temptation charm, very feminine.

The vomiting, weird and ugly limbs beneath her seemed to be twisting gently, trying to climb out of the metal sphere.

"No!!" The old Ricket roared violently and took a few steps back.

The things I saw suddenly disappeared, like fantasy, and everything returned to what he had seen before. Sylvia in the metal ball was still lying quietly, her eyes closed, like she was sleeping, in her The horrible limbs of the lower body also maintained the previous posture without any change, but the previous fantasy scene was lingering in his mind for a long time.

He was pale and gasped, and he had the urge to escape immediately.

"Brother!"

"What's wrong, brother!"

The fat man and the graceful woman and others heard the sound and rushed in. When they saw the appearance of the old Ricket, they were startled. I saw him as if he had experienced a fierce battle in this extremely cold bullpen In the middle, he was sweating and gasping for breath.

"It's okay." The old Ryan took a breath and slowly calmed down his violently beating heart. He still felt palpitations in his heart. He didn't dare to look at the body of sacred and evil in one body. Even if he was staying beside this thing, he felt that he needed a lot. Brave support.

However, he can be sure that this corpse is not forged, but a real god corpse!

"This is the God of War?"

"How is her body structure..."

Graceful women and others also noticed Sylvia in the metal ball. When she saw the horrible structure of her lower body, her face suddenly changed.

The old Ricky took a deep breath and said, "Don't stare at it too much. This thing is a little weird. No wonder you can suppress the God Wall after death."

"Ah!" A scream, the burly man stepped back a few steps, his legs trembling slightly, sweating, his eyes full of terror.

The old ricket saw him like this, knowing that he was mostly like himself, and saw the horrible fantasy. He stepped forward and pushed up the other half of the metal sphere, covered it, and covered the beautiful beauty of Sylvia in the sphere. At that time, he seemed to see her eyes opened, he shuddered in his heart, he didn't dare to think about it, fastened the metal ball quickly, and there were even some regrets in his heart why he wanted to open this thing.

"Now the corpse is in hand, brother, what shall we do next?"

"According to the previous plan." The old ricket gritted his teeth.

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Ulita quickly climbed up the giant wall, looked at the muddy water left on the wall, and knew that the intruders had been here before, she looked around, but did not see the subsequent footprints and traces. As for the smell, it was already washed by the heavy rain. Without a trace, she is not good at smell tracking.

"Have you escaped from the giant wall..." She looked at the large hunting area outside the wall in front of her. She could vaguely see some giant monsters crawling in the rain. Her face was ugly and her teeth were clenched.

After a while, several figures flew by quickly, but several generals, all with pioneer power.

"Your Highness, have you found them?"

Ulita shook her head slightly, and the anger in her eyes had calmed down. She was silent for a moment and turned to say: "Call for personnel immediately and prepare for a full search. Be sure to find them before they enter the abyss area!"

The generals looked at each other and promised immediately.

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"It's a heavy rain..." Du Di'an stood by the window, looking at the overcast sky, and occasionally heard a few thunders, like the angry roar of the gods, "such a heavy rain should cover the entire giant wall The range..."

"Master," Neuss called out of the temple.

Du Dean turned and looked, said: "Come in."

Neuss crossed the threshold, walked quickly into the hall, and said to Du Dean: "A letter from the royal city in the inner wall area, calling you and His Highness Herissa."

Du Di'an was stunned, his eyes flashing, and said: "I know."

Noyce hesitated and whispered: "Master, will they be prepared to deal with you and deliberately call you over?"

"I don't know." Du Dean shook his head slightly and glanced at the sky outside. "I hope they won't be so stupid."

After changing into the split armor, Du Dean carried some combat items with him, and left the temple alone to the inner wall area. Now he asks himself to meet the master of the inner level, even if he can't beat it, he can escape from under his hand. Outer wall area, after all, this distance is not far away, unless they set traps early, but in this way, even if Helissa went together, it would not help.

After a moment, Du Di'an arrived in the inner city of Wangcheng.

He did not go directly to the palace, but observed it for a while in the periphery, and saw that there were a lot of heat-intensive figures in it, among which there were four inner heat-level heat figures, and he knew all four inner heat-level figures. I have seen it in the siege of the Pagar Mountains, and they are the people of the three big demon clan.

"It seems that something went wrong." He was relieved in his heart. Wangcheng should not have set such a big game, just to deal with him, and even if Wangcheng was for this purpose, he was sure to survive because he controlled the Wangcheng. Never dare to touch his chips.