Trafford’s Trading Club

Pawn... naturally it's not that easy.

This is a body made entirely of metal - although dogs, it is indeed a piece of metal.

Even the shadow can't feel the pain - the tragic cry is naturally due to the spiritual impact of this leg down.

This forced Tai Yin to start questioning life - nothing seems to have gone smoothly since entering the Ponglei Treasury?

“What happened to this old dog?” My grandson didn't have me to bring up the metal dog again at this time.

Discover the unexpected richness of this metal dog's expression - so vivid from the onset of panic to what it looks like today.

The grandson shook his head without me, but saw that the old metal dog had no anger at all - then, no matter how dangerous the grandson was without me, even after stepping on the old metal dog several times back and forth, the old dog didn't squeak, as if it were stupid.

“Don't waste your time on this weird dog.” The palace stars shook their heads at this point: "There are several secret areas to look at first. ”

Grandson nodded and threw the metal dog to the left of the river.

Jiang Zhuo, who picked it up, held the metal dog in his arms, grabbed the metal dog's back, curiously pulled it off, and manipulated it a few times inside and out - he also found that the metal dog really looked like the face of the shell one at this time, and now it is surprising.

At this moment, the metal dog's eyes slowly moved onto Jiang Zhuo's face, looked at it for a moment, then slowly lowered, and looked at his hindlimbs caught by Jiang Zhuo.

It always felt like something had been lost inside a metal dog, preferring to die at the hands of the newly resurrected Earl of De Crea.

I want to die...

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Inside the Résia, in the inner layer of a giant metal column that rotates centrally, there is a transport pipeline that leads up to the top - the transport pipeline - where Count de Crea, riding the elevator platform, forcibly presses the agitation in his heart, watching a screen projected in front of him, his fingers constantly tapping the guardrails of the elevator platform.

“What the hell does this fool want to do?! ”

Count De Crea's mouth sounded low and angry, "It cost me almost 60% to produce the masitinib produced by the masitinib miners over the years! The power reserve of the Racia is even more expensive by nearly a quarter! ”

[Answer: This is the standard usage for the production of the highest configured Valkyrie Gaia]

The prototype next to the Count answered with no expression.

The Count's heart is indeed very tangled at this point - after it has completed the remodeling of its body, the Valkyrie class in the Vasel Pool has begun producing and has been producing for a long time. At this point, even if it stops production, it will only jam the production, and once the masitinib has been put in, it will be very difficult to break up and restore it to the masitinib state.

So, stopping this Valkyrie print is a complete waste of this part of the mason in a short time. In that case, De Crea was holding tight and uncomfortable, so she could only hold her scalp hard and not allow the prototype to intervene and stop the operation.

But the Count needs to complete the host login before this Valkyrie level is printed, otherwise trial privileges alone are not enough to command the Valkyrie level.

The Valkyrie level will run automatically according to its original intelligence - depending on the situation, it will probably execute the annihilation battle directly.

“Never mind, just waste a little.” Count de Crea shook his head, "and as long as I succeeded in encroaching upon the authority of the Immortal of Penglai, these would return. And if you can replace it when the root agent grows up..."

The Count dared not even think about it, such a good thing would be in front of him when he woke up!

A new root-cause agent would actually appear in this primitive form of the main world... if those who have obtained subordinate root-cause privileges were to know, it is expected to die of anger.

“But why did the root cause suddenly replace the new Orthodox agent...”

But after this crazy idea cooled down a little, Count de Crea gradually noticed something wrong - its consciousness and thoughts, after a long freezing sleep, needed to recover for a short time after the first resuscitation.

And with the restoration of consciousness and thought, the Count became more and more aware that something was wrong - especially the current rate of heterogeneous possession of this body, which is something very wrong.

Even if the prototype was beaten to the lowest level of intelligence left, so caught a black soul messenger and sent to change his body according to hidden instructions - but the original contract was clearly for a senior black soul messenger, so it should never have sent such a garbage black soul.

The content of the compact is absolutely achievable, and the underlying spirit of the compact will not allow such abusive behaviour.

Most importantly, after sleeping, the Penglai Treasury has been closed so that no accidents can occur in the Treasury at this particular time.

However, from a trial memory, it appears that the treasure trove has been opened and, as a result, almost all of the combat Gaia - even a Valkyrie - has been lost, leaving behind the trial and even directly degrading intelligence.

“There is always something wrong…” The more Count de Crea thinks, the stranger it feels.

At this point, the elevator suddenly stopped and turned on.

Just a metal bridge ahead leads directly into the giant metal columns that revolve in Central Asia on the Rescia - here you will find that the giant metal columns that seemed to penetrate the Rescia are not coherent in their entirety!

It's divided into two pieces here, and in this intersection, there's a giant sphere that serves as a connectome.

Count De Crea walked directly into this metal bridge leading to the sphere, and for it now, even if it sensed something was wrong, it would not be possible to stop for what was to come - it would have to regain the highest authority of the De Crea.

Because at this time, it's just the sense of transplant back, and there's nothing left.

Fortunately, there is a prototype left behind, and because of the existence of hidden instructions, it can still be controlled - otherwise Count De Crea will not even be able to resurrect - even if the roots send a top black soul messenger.

It was walking, looking at the golden box on its hands —— a slice of the hand bone of the cactus of Penglai, and it remembered that when the cactus of Penglai was attacked in secret, the body of the cactus of Penglai should be intact.

But at this point, the prototype Gaia that followed suddenly stopped and looked down at the metal bridge.

Count de Crea shrugged and frowned.

The light of a green oil grew stronger below… with a strange beast sounding, an ancient means of transport that made it difficult for the old Count de Crea to find information even in the library of the Institute for the Study of the Eternal Kingdom, quickly became clearer!

The wagon... let the black bull pull the wagon!

On top of the wagon, there is a dull, thin man... silent!

And the man, soon in a caravan, landed on this huge metal bridge —— in front of Count De Crea.

Count De Crea frowned, apparently completely unexpected that the place would welcome an unexpected visitor.

As for the silence of the car, it was obviously surprising to meet Count de Crea and the prototype Gaia.

“Get rid of him.” Count de Crea waved directly at this point - the completion of the Valkyrie stage is imminent and it does not want to waste any time at all.

Copy

Hidden commands are higher than anything else, and the prototype Gaia rushes straight out at this moment, the purple skirt dancing on the bridge, and shrinks fast.

The silent voice changed slightly, couldn't speak, rushed to steer the caravan into the sky - at this moment, the prototype Gaia arm instantly waved, a thunderball with a diameter of one metre, instantly went up from the bottom of the caravan and hit the caravan directly!

Several black cows pulled the car and made a fierce scream, instantly turning into a black smoke under the power of a thunderball!

At this time, a dark wind circled and silently curled his cock a few meters away. He held onto the Vanguard Tower with his hand and looked at it. But at this point, the little tower on the silent hand suddenly shook.

The ghost city owner had to frown and turn his mind.

But at this point, Count De Crea will not, either, walk straight towards the giant sphere at the end of the metal bridge.

When Murton whispered, he frowned and turned into a black wind, chasing Count De Crea behind him - but the prototype Gaia was still following Count De Crea's orders!

Behind the prototype Gaia, dozens of lightning balls floated, turning into a giant wall of lightning balls, trailing in front of the silence.

Faced with the power of thunder, which is naturally made for ghosts, the ghost city owner had to wrinkle his eyebrows - the whimpering chilled at this moment, the wind rolled, reappeared in its original form, and sacrificed the tower of the hostages in his hands!

In that instant, strong ghosts rush out of the tower! In the midst of that ghost, all the ghosts cried, the white bones were deep, and countless ghosts erupted like floods!

In the midst of the ghostly flood, countless glamour intertwined with each other, devouring... horror, despair!

Boo--!!!

The flood of ghost gas, with the lightning of the prototype Gaia, swelled instantly on the metal bridge... this shady and horrible ghost gas could not break through the lightning by half an inch!

But the silence did not stop for this reason, his arm suddenly started, and from among the Wanghui tower, there was another ghost flood of seven ways, among which also countless unjust souls, from all sides, pressed hard toward the trial type Gaia!

A lot of ghosts, the moment they hit the prototype Gaiana thunder, disappear... it relies on a lot of consumption to temporarily look at the prototype Gaia!

This Million Ghost Tower is home to 100,000 Ghost Soldiers, and the atmosphere of the historical deceased in the city of is not necessarily deep - however, in the face of this rapid depletion, the Million Ghost Tower has accumulated over the years, and I'm afraid it will not last long.

So, the city owner of the ghost town, at this time, sighed and sacrificed the Tower of the Horn again!

Only the Vanguard Tower suddenly fired a black light - instantly from the void of the thunderball wall, behind Count De Crea, approaching the giant sphere!

Dangerous attack, Count De Crea waved his arms without panic, five fingers wide open - the black light emitted from the tower of the Millions, instantly isolated from a half-circle barrier!

But just at this moment Count de Crea felt a greater crisis - it looked slightly and looked up in a hurry!

Just above, sometime a small old man appeared, holding a sharp sword of war in his hands, and stabbed him vertically like this... Tortoise!

“Huh!”

Count De Crea snorted coldly and watched with no fear the stabbing down of the sharp sword of war - the moment when the sword of war was about to penetrate Count De Crea's forehead, it stopped abruptly!

The tortoise suddenly caught a shock in his heart. He only saw his sword at the tip of the battle. The sound continued to burst, and he couldn't get in... but the surprise was just a moment, he couldn't hit it, and the tortoise jumped for a moment, without half hesitation!

After that, Count De Crea gazed slightly - because behind it again came a very strong sense of crisis!!

Behind, silently, there were several cold lights - yet this rapid assassination was eventually blocked by Count De Crea's divine barrier!

In the firestone room of electric light, the body of the prototype Gaia suddenly flashed through - a small figure that instantly disengaged from its body!

Without the shadow, it quickly became another prototype Gaia, instantly rushing to Count De Crea's side, waving the hand knife, directly pushing the attacker back, and leaving a shallow wound on the attacker!

“Ghost baby!” Tortoise shouted at this moment.

The sneaker leaped backwards in the air and eventually landed beside the turtle... only the ghost baby looked a little pale and had a crack in his chest with blood, “I'm fine. ”

“What a wonderful assassination.” Count de Claire's voice is full of chills, "it's just a pity your power rating is so poor! ”

Speak, Count de Crea waved again - again, the prototype Gaia's split was instantly dwarfed, attached to the bridge of the metal bridge, and the thunder struck as fast as it could hear.

Tortoise and Ghost Baby looked at each other quickly at this moment, jumping apart before the rush of this prototype Gaia!

“Enough is enough, try it before you know it! ”

A bright voice, suddenly came - in the moment of the staggering between Tortoise and Ghost Baby, together with the golden light, instantly rushed out and directly greeted the split of the prototype Gaia!

This golden light shadow, the moment it hit the prototype Gaia split, smashed it straight into pieces - and then hit Count De Crea with a punch!

At this instant, Count De Crea hurriedly sacrificed the barrier - only to let the fist blow directly after a moment of resistance!

The fist was small, but seemed to contain unparalleled power - a fist that eventually struck firmly over Count De Crea's chest!

Count De Crea's handsome face was instantly twisted by pain - it flew itself straight out of the sky and stopped after rolling a dozen meters on a metal bridge!

Count De Crea, who fell, coughed up a black liquid and raised his head, seeing a golden figure blocking the road to the giant sphere.

“The rhythm of this energy…” Count de Crea stood up and gazed uncertainly.

The golden light over the golden shadow gradually faded away, and it was, of course... the creation of the body of Shinryu Dragon in Shenzhou.

Count De Crea, who created his body at this point, measured his head and erased the black liquid from the corner of his mouth, frowned and said: "Are you the extraterritorial aggressor? It's not that bad, but..."

The eye that creates the body locks onto the prototype Gaia all of a sudden, "This thing is much more dangerous. ”

“An experiment in the district…” said Count de Crea coldly at this time: "At best, it's just a legacy of Penglai… Gaia!! Level 3 limit lifted! Deactivate time limit of three minutes! ”

Behind, the body of the prototype Gaia, suppressed by countless ghosts, suddenly moved.

[Understood…]

Her purple pupils contracted instantly... and then a huge burst of energy broke through all the ghosts!

Gaia has disappeared since the ghost was dispersed after the silent shock at this moment!

“Behind!” The creation of Long Xi Ruo's body shouted at this moment.

The sound of silence and stiffness, a thunderbolt spear, has penetrated his chest from behind... hundreds of thunderbolts, blown directly into his chest at this moment!

After this, the thunder spear was drawn directly from the silent chest of the thunderbolt, and the thunderbolt fell directly below, falling on the metal bridge.

Count De Crea is now silent: "Quickly! ”

[Understood…]

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The light bulb buffered through the clouds and then climbed all the way up to the top of this huge mountain.

In front of you stands a golden and glorious Emerald Palace.

The light bulb slowly landed on the ground… the light bulb gradually dissipated and Lochu came out first.

Looking at this palace, bigger and more magnificent than any human building, Jessica was shocked, as if she had seen a myth.

“This is...” Even Qin Chuyu inevitably had a slight shock at this moment, “Penglai Palace... Penglai? ”

She read the palace softly before the enormous plaque.

But I saw Rocchu heading straight towards the palace in front of me… the Palace of Penglai.

“Wait... what do you want to do?” Qin Chuyu asked consciously - only after the question came up, she felt a little wrong, and the other party did not seem to have answered her reason.

“I just want to know something.” But Lo Qiu asked Qin Chuyu to respond unexpectedly, "Find out why I… am here. ”

Then, Luo Qiu ignored Qin Chuyu and continued his own pace.

After that, Qin Chuyu frowned and eventually followed. As for Jessica, it was the only way to keep up - but at this point, the maid suddenly blocked in front of them.

“Miss Jessica, Miss Qin Chuyu, I'm sorry to ask you both to stay where you are from here.” Just listen to Young-eye without expression: “Start here, no passage. ”

Qin Chuyu frowned... but even so, the maid didn't seem to mean to keep up.

She also stayed, only Rocchu... he was the only one who walked alone.