Chapter 2476 The Evil Cultivator
Of course, in addition to the role of war, the triceratops are also an important means of life and production for the wild Aida. Although their meat is not as delicious as the Megacau, it is enough for daily diet. After all, there are so many Megacaus, and they are also the main food source for carnivorous dragons. The triceratops have high reproduction efficiency. The female dragon can give birth to 8-12 cubs at a time and can mature in 3-4 years. Therefore, the number is extremely large, with more than 300,000 heads in front of you.
Then there were various small dragons, the most of which were a small herbivorous dragon with four-legged running and a long head and crown. They were called stellar dragons and were the main means of transportation and carnivorous beasts for the wild Aida. Because the muscle fibers are very rough, they are generally not used for consumption and are used to feed carnivorous dragons, but they are more often kept as pets and will not be slaughtered. In addition to their endurance and speed, this dragon has a very developed brain and can understand some relatively complex passwords. However, they are very brave and are very frightened, so they cannot be used as war beasts.
At this time, Soshiyang suddenly had a question.
Why are there no large carnivorous dragons?
It seems that the biggest carnivorous dragon he saw was the albino clawed dragon (the name of the carnivorous dragon in the Kingdom of Linnai), and there was no larger carnivorous dragon since then. Only a smaller small carnivorous dragon called the thief dragon was used as a hunting dog.
Valentinolavic just asked a question about Soshiyan.
"Your Highness, what do you think this dragon is useful?"
When Soshiyang thought, it seemed that the small carnivorous dragon was fast and flexible in movement, which was useful in forests or other complex terrains. However, the large carnivorous dragon seemed to have no advantages, and its power seemed to be difficult to reflect on the battlefield, unless they had a powerful body that could withstand heavy firepower like mountain dragons, but this means that this dragon would be extremely huge...
"After all, our real weapons are prism cannons, star darts, lasers, and even dimensional cannons. These weapons can obviously play a role in herbivorous dragons with stronger load capacity. The minions of large carnivorous dragons cannot help us too much on the battlefield."
Valentinolavic smiled and pointed at his head.
"Your Highness, we just live a simple life, which does not mean that our minds are also simple. I know what enemies we may face. Some things that look at bluffing are actually not practical. Besides, how much meat you have to consume on that day will bring great pressure to the dragon group. The Mother Goddess gave us inexhaustible resources, but it does not mean that we can squander it. The dragon group that a world can carry is ultimately limited."
"It seems that I took it for granted."
After that, Soshiyang also walked around the back of the mountain dragon. It has to be said that standing on the back of this giant creature was still very shocking, even more shocking than standing on the Titan. Except for the psychic power, Soshiyang really couldn't find any reason that could make this creature move.
Not long after seeing the dragon group, Soshiyan received the news that Veronica was about to arrive, so he led the team to the Prayer Island to greet him.
In a galaxy outside the far-reaching light years, the Crown World Bomballo was suffering terrible suffering. The cultists who were beating the human skin drums and blowing the leg bones were caring on the bloody streets. The spires and walls were nailed with unrecognizable bodies. The distorted bodies were running fast in the shadows. The Slaaneshe danced on the stage where the corpses were piled up. The cultists around who dug out their eyes were clapping wildly. The Slaanesia beast strung the living "head" on its tongue and seemed to be savoring the sweetness of the last moment.
Many buildings are burning and exploding. In addition to the terrible shouts and singing, there are also sporadic sounds of gunfire, and it seems that the resisters are insisting on it.
But since the arrogant and lewd governor transferred almost all the troops on the planet to launch an inexplicable expedition, it has lost all the ability to resist.
Just as the planet's ground was suffering, several ships were floating in the planet's orbit, surrounded by wreckage of broken space stations. Their appearance was full of ghostly purple, some parts were covered with flesh-like attachments, and many painful faces surged on it. A vague number 3 could be seen in the bow of the ship that had faded golden.
In the bridge passage covered with human skin tapestries and covered with human bones, the sound of high heels suddenly sounded, and then the demons hidden in the shadows snickered.
Candles inserted into the throats of the half-dead slaves were lit one by one, and the lilac light drove away the darkness and illuminated a charming body.
She had a charming face, her high nose bridge showed unparalleled confidence, her bright eyes had snake-like yellow vertical pupils, as if the rose petals were stained with morning dew. Her plump lips curled up a light sarcastic curve, as if a high-ranking queen was despising the slave kneeling at her feet, and her waist-length purple-black hair covered her exposed white back.
She was wearing a armor that looked like a fighting nun style, but was distorted and defiled by Slaane's will. The chaos and the blasphemy symbols of Slaane were decorated on it, close to the plump body with narrow shoulders, plump breasts, thin waist, wide hips, and plump thighs. The overall appearance was as delicate as a gourd, and there was no armor block on the inner thighs and chest. The eyes were uncontrollable and attracted by the dazzling whiteness. When she walked with enchanting steps, the two huge friends fixed by the armor seemed to be filled with water, and her round buttocks and slender legs formed a perfect curve, and finally achieved a perfect ending on the black pointed high heels.
On her loose belt, there was a bomb gun and a long sword, and the sword body was stored in a scabbard made of the skin of her former comrades.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The state religion has always been propaganda that combat nuns are always loyal to the emperor. Their hearts are as strong as gold and stone. No one will betray, and no one will fall. Even the Inquisition cannot find any example of combat nun falling.
But in fact, this is a shameful lie that the state religion has tried to cover up. Mirel Sabasha was the first person to expose this lie. It is said that she was once a fighting nun and was captured by a Chaos Lord of Slaanes and endured unimaginable torture (probably various heavy-mouthed books?) and finally turned against the emperor and became a believer of Slaanes. In fact, no one knows how it is. In order to destroy this bad special case, the state religion sent many nuns teams to try to hunt her, but the ending was always gone without returning. Until now, she was the number one secret wanted criminal of the state religion, and reminded every combat nun who knew her existence that their beliefs were never as strong and pure as they imagined.
Soon, she walked into a magnificent bridge, and if she ignored the slaves fixed on candlesticks and weapons racks of the bridge, the decoration here would be very tasteful.
There were some guards wearing purple Terminator armor everywhere at the bridge. They were motionless like statues. There were figures wearing black robes on the bridge. They were the dark mechanical sects responsible for the equipment. In addition, it was difficult to have anything called "living people". Most of the crew were directly fixed on their posts, and the pipes were inserted into them to replace all the functions of diet and excretion, and some of the entire lower body was even cut off just to save some space.
There is a purple tent in the center of the bridge, and you can vaguely see a towering body sitting upright on a throne that looks like it is composed of countless limbs.
The charming and depraved nun walked to the tent, then knelt down and said in a sweet and sweet voice:
Chapter completed!