Cannabis returning in 40 million # 6
[Wooooh] Suddenly, Rod went to waste. He shook his chest and sat down. [Whoops! Week...] Tuduk... Then I start throwing up something. He was in a semi-liquid state, like he smelled repulsive and less digestible, but it wasn't just a tofu object.
It was liquid. It was twitching like it was alive.
'I don't know what you're doing, but the rod is defenseless now. I'm running to the rod like a half-breeze. I'll do my best. He was thinking about it. He lost one arm, a fist of his own that made Beniant's life difficult, and stabbed him exactly in between.' I can do that. ’
Ivan did his best to say, 'Ivan's fist is perfectly speaking. His fist was the extreme limit of Baroque pursuit.It was just too much. It wasn't even the slightest bit of evidence. That's why I was so confident. This time it's not like that. If you get in the right place, you can pierce the essence of the road into a single breath.
The mana has started to condense to the limit of Kuuyvan's fist.
'Not enough. Not with this. More clearly. More densely. More agglomeration. The burden on him will be Orot himself.
The hair seemed to be whitening. Ivan recalls the path he has walked all along. A scum, a childhood, a food waste, a silverman named Nora at the end of a miserable life.
I was angry, and I got used to the royalty. I was gifted, and for the first time I found out what my accomplishments were. I spent every day being faithful, and I knew Demigod.
It was killing demigad. It was the magic art that was made for the Eggs in the first place, and it was a transcendental set of races that no one now calls michael itself.
If you kill him, everything will be over, so I will harden the angle. ”Never, ever swing your fist again. A lifetime devoted to the Kingless was more than a lifetime devoted to Ivan.
Blood.Ivan's lips shed blood. It's not just the lips. It's red blood in the nose, eyes, and even in the ear.
Powder.
I felt a molar fracture. The vein in my eye burst and my tympanostomy was torn. If there was no pain like this, I might have lost my mind.
Finally, Ivan's 'Everything' Migration Fist. 'This is it. Migratory feeding was the extreme that Ivan was seeking. He looks at Rod quietly. It touches him. I was convinced I didn't know that.
Ivan swings his fist, and his attack pierces the rod precisely. Cao! “…!” I should have.
Ivan looks forward. Nothing. By the way, Ivan's fist was blocked. I wasn't even allowed to touch Rod. Rod wasn't even looking at Ivan. I was still slowing my back a little. Ivan's fist was on something I couldn't see.
I was perfectly defended.
“Cool….” Thinking in detail about what got in the way, the storm came. Ivan couldn't swallow the choking blood. 'That's ridiculous.' He looks at his fist with a glance of disbelief. He seems to be pushing something hard that he can't even imagine. This is ridiculous. Half the fists are hard metal.
Even Adamantium, which is praised, can be torn like a spruce.
At that time, he wiped the vomit off Machin Road's membership. [I would have said. I don't think I'm going to tell anyone anymore.] “What... did you do?" [Used power. But bugs like you don't understand.] “Glug... ”
Ivan can't stand it anymore.
All right. His stamina and centrifugal force were imi limits. In his fist, he just changed everything like a text. 'What... What kind of monster have you become?' Ivan felt terror for the first time. He looked at Rod with a frightened eye. Rod was still looking down at the things he had made out of an ignorant attitude. “Suck," the masseuse scratched and stepped back. She understands what the Toyota of Rod is. “De, demigad... ….” What “?"
Anastasia was terrified to hear the whimpering of the goddess. She quickly observed the black matter. Shuaaaah! Those 'faces' were boiling like bubbles in the liquid that I thought was just disgusting. The ghost turned into a liquid, and prayed like a convicted prisoner who doesn't end up in hell. One thing is clear: Anastasia's face was so horrible that it became blurry.
“What have you done?" [They have no more creed. So I filtered it..... As you know, many of my physical self coexist in a rough state.] Rod's voice was uneasy. Anastasia is now beginning to feel like a 'new' being, not a road. “The creatures that were your own people at the time. And yet they are nothing? Trust you, and abandon those who followed you like that? That... is more miserable than dying. ”
[That's wrong.] Quoc! Rod tramples on an unstoppable roto object. The stretching force from the sole of his foot spreads deep into the roto object. The deafening Ademigads scream with even more anguish. Rod speaks in a voice that has no height during the day. [How can you call a creature without creep a demigod?] “You... are more trashy than Negato Hantos. ”
Rod laughs at his head like he doesn't understand. [Strange. Why are you revealing your teeth? Lucifer Wadragon Road, Silk Nuclear, you were separated to take care of it. I know you made that choice because you didn't coexist with the two powerful ones. I also got a hint in your work.] "Don't equate your detestable behavior with our judgment. ”
[You simply don't understand the difference in perspective.]
Shrug your shoulders and look at Dunlodgegarde. [And be careful what you wear.] “Bullshit, cut it out.” Ivan wipes his blood and roars. It's a courage not to be eaten by fear. Obviously Ivan's courage had something to admit. God was no different than a normal human being, perhaps worse than that. In that state, shoot Rod in the face.
No one can attach it. But Van's courage was straightforward. Rod looked at a man who was only conscious and nodded.] Rod's words immediately became a reality.
Pot.
Ivan Isa. When the people around him noticed, he didn't see a shadow in the image. "Huh?"
Anastasia has a stubborn voice. Like even evaporation, the anti-dependence itself vanishes, as if someone could not be seen in Rod's words. It's creepy and creepy. It's not just Ivan. All the bloodstains are gone, just like Ivan didn't exist in the first place.
Pearl! The Roadblades are unfolding. At that sight, the dancer forgets the door for a moment, all in a dazzling light.
It was because the angel doctor, too, seemed sinister. 'No, that can't be right! ”The bride is momentary, but she flinches her mind. A new doctor? That disgusting creature is unacceptable. As a dancer who had served God for hundreds of years, she had to deny the reliance on the road.
“What is the purpose of your replacement? Without a single people, are you going to go to war alone? It's really worth the rest of your life. You think?" [Military.]
Of course, the deadline was not Rod's purpose. Rod quietly closed his eyes and murmured. [I will meet God.] “What...?" [But he's busy. It's not just a matter of time, but it doesn't reveal the judgment.] Then, Rod pauses. It was an unusual case that he appeared to meet an individual named Lukastrowman. I was curious as to exactly what conversation they had, but I shook my head.
C. […] 'So I will create a special situation. I can't even move my steps.] “Special circumstances….” [I will erase all the world. Without a trace, it is to return to a completely free world.] “……!!” Everything on the left was horrible. Erase the world? What's going on back there? There's some kind of thunder. But that's what I said. One world can be erased by the power of life.
It was powerful. I mean it. Rod is genuinely trying to get rid of the whole world. 'The real purpose of Igeborod. The cold sweat spilled. I understood it with my head. But Nastasha's dress was undeniable.
“Me, crazy noise……. Of course, you're dead! If the world doesn't exist, no matter how transcendent you are, you won't even be able to keep your body shape!" [Forgot? I have another world.
[Notes.] “... No way.” [Muzzle Gang.] Rod picks up a smile. [...] Now another guest is using it unauthorized for a while, but breaking through is a pity for me. I will wait there. Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years... until God comes. And then I'll propose to rebuild the world after I meet him.]
Rod's eyes are dazzling. His eyes are like those of the creatures before his eyes.
Nine, I was looking at a reinvented world. [I assure you, the newly created world will be paradise. I'll make it that way. Yeah... Maybe it's better to make new athletes.] "... Are you really going to be a new doctor?" [Perhaps so.] “… God may not show up. ”
[Then I'll make it. Of course, it will take a lot more than tens of thousands of years... but it will also be a fun entertainment. I told your dead friend, but Creation is no longer a farce to me.]
This was also a true story. I realized once again that the rest of the people were fighting for their own existence. Maybe Lord Yamalosin. I don't even have a voice, and I can't call him God right now. On the other hand, Rod is the God of Destruction who can destroy hundreds of thousands of people at once. [Of course, the death of Ennar is confirmed, Dro] His body rises round in the air the next moment. The power of Rod. Dro was not hostile. He's got lips.
I quickly used the word biting.
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[Decline.]
“ ……!! ”
The verb bounces off. The body is accelerated. He opens his mouth. “To offset the verb?” Rod laughed and murmured. [I don't know what the power is. I imitated it too.]
Igebaronega uses Dunforce or Lucas thinks so, and sees Dro muttering with a puzzled face. “What are you talking about, ….” [You don't deserve to know. Shut up and let go of the heart.] Kwakic! With that, a heart was drawn from the flesh. A heart soaked in blood beats. “Huff..” I shook my body with my eyes open, and then I completely stopped moving.
Dro's artificial body clearly had a strong life force. Then the power source at the core of life was the heart. If it had been attacked elsewhere, it would not have died so easily. Rod is lightly handed. [Come here, my last piece.] The heart approaches slowly Hirod. 'Leave it alone.' End of the line. Zekidwa Anastasia exchanges her gaze once, then throws herself towards the concurrent road. And then their movements are real.
The challenge to build wings is over. [Go away.] Their bodies bounce off. That's what I expected, so I stood up again. [Fall down.] “…!!” Horrible pressure overflows. They can't beat the heavy pressure and put their faces on the floor. The gravity seems to have multiplied a hundred times in one instant. The ground seems to be plumping. [Rotten power.] It's a hassle to keep in your mouth.
Rod looks at the Great Woman standing far away. [What are you going to do?] “….” [Yes. Stay still. You might be wise to cross the border somehow.] This is the end of the line. It's smiling at the mouth of the road. He's taken a heart that's almost as warm as he can reach. A simple shell for Rod. A shell that Rod Gagetorok is looking for or hiding. Ggaag
The last piece you want will be in Ian.
It was supposed to be inside. Rod's expression hardened. [...] Nothing. There was no nuke. The accident stopped for a moment and quickly returned. […] The image of a woman who passed through the head of Rod in a crumpled position
No wonder. Iririspider. I made Dro's artificial body. [... Where are you hiding it?] Like an active volcano just before his muffled explosion, I felt an outburst of anger. Rod grips his hands as they are. Paang! The dragon heart bursts out and splashes all over.
[Where did you hide the balancer's nucleus?] Iris!]
“It's on me.” […] Rod looks back. His face was still furious. No, the word "furious" was just ugly enough.
And Lucas Strawman, as if he had been there in the first place, looked at Rod's wrinkled face. He pointed to his heart.
Irise pointed to the last ship.
“The nucleus of the balancer is mine.”
Cannabis returning at 40 million