Chapter 77 [Speaking Spirit. Oracle]

“wrwryyyyyyyyyyyy!!!———————————————”

Tokyo Radio Tower, Night, Grand Lookout.

The strange and harsh hilarious hilarious sound kept sounding, which was the man's almost crazy roar, and the last carnival on the eve of victory!

At this time, what appeared in front of the king general was the scene he had always dreamed of.

Yuan Zhineng's girl Yuan Zhinsheng's eyes are unsightly. The emperor-level hybrid species with the most noble bloodline in the mixed-race world are now all like puppets in front of him.

Of course, this is at best a happy ending.

The King General had already completed the layout of these two brothers a long time ago. The Genji brothers had been his puppets since the beginning, and even if they were controlled, they would not be proud of themselves.

The bloodline of the king is shallow, which is incomparable to these imperial mixed-race species, but he uses his heart of the Dragon King and the wisdom of playing with the two of them as the pillar of his pride.

He never took the Genji brothers and even the entire Japanese mixed race seriously.

Can he really get eternal joy in the position of Dragon King if he wants to become the king?

How much did I give up just for that moment of happiness?

Although he is capable and good at adapting, he is ultimately an accessory to Fujimaru Rika.

Bondalev's chess piece has fallen, and this failure will strengthen my rule. Next, no matter whether it is the Eight Snake Family or the Fierce Ghosts, others will completely trust me no matter what. As such, it will only be a matter of time before the White King is found.

——Only I can do it!

Can anyone else do it?

Can you do this?!

Then, can we continue next?

Instead of running away, she jumped up like a black butterfly, and the shadow covered the sky above the king.

The painter uses melted real gold to paint the dead bone, with its left eye being the sun and its right eye being the moon.

That was pure ecstasy!

Deadpool trembled at an extremely high frequency. The Duke's mask looked at his raised hands like a twisted clown mask. The sharp metal blade reflected the light from afar, so dazzling.

It was pure gold.

The blank is a momentary pause, just like the instant nothingness flashing after the computer is forced to shut down. Then the low frame rate screen begins to play, which is blurred colors, black, red, and white dragging out a long tail, and the simple and cold tones begin to rotate in front of you like a vortex, while you are a sea fish that is ravaged in the vortex.

But now, her eyes were covered with bloodshot and her slender arms were folded out of a twisted shape. Her cherry mouth, which was supposed to be holding red wine, was now tightly clenched at the hilt of the knife, as if she was going crazy and was about to send the knife into the enemy's throat.

At this time, the Deadpool puppet with the mask of the noble, the Deadpool King, slowly turned his attention to the woman named Yabuki Sakura, and found that she was trying to take away Fujimaru Takaya who was lying on the ground, but Yabuki Sakura's right hand was wounded in the battle with Kazumara Ryuri, and her body was even more bloodless and could hardly walk.

The moment I looked at those eyes, time seemed to pass in the opposite direction.

That is the king's wrath, the king's power.

Deadpool's body is no exception. Except for the dragon that is almost equivalent to a fantasy species, all creatures in the mortal world have an instinct known as fear.

But it was shocked the moment it held. The moment he clenched it tightly, the girl turned around without hesitation and was squeezed into the arms of the dragon-shaped deadpool.

He always defined Yabuki Sakura like this, but was turned over by the girl at this extremely critical moment.

Even the direct bloodline of the White Emperor only knows that the reason why the Japanese mixed-race species can break the bloodline limit and are not subject to the Black King's Word Spirit. The emperor's call was because of the imperial order issued to his bloodline before the White King died.

It was a fear without warning. General Wang was suddenly shrouded in this emotion because he found that the control of this Deadpool left him!

No, consciousness is still linked, it is not Deadpool who left him, but controlled but could not move.

Yes, I am the only one who can become the king!!!

And that's not an illusion

The spiritual element is the fifth largest element and the most mysterious element. Its concept is—

In the broken mirror, Wang General Deadpool looked along his neck to the side, where there was a standing girl.

But unfortunately, as a hybrid, Yabuki Sakura is still too weak. While her strength is not enough, the toxins on the blade are not enough to kill this modified dragon-shaped deadpool, so it did not stop all of this from happening.

For no reason, the conversation between the girl and Yuan Zhisheng echoed in his mind

——【The awakening of the golden eye varies from person to person, there are probably several ways, natural awakening, some people chant dragon essays to resonate, or

The king was so shocked that he almost wanted to scream, and even his body had already screamed. In the combat room of the Bajia of the Snake Qi family, this man, who had always been as calm as steel, ignored the horror of the people around him and made a sharp and harsh scream as if the baby was crying.

Everything is for survival.

Not only that, it also grabbed Yabuki Sakura's only intact arm, and the knife fell to the ground in an instant and made a light sound, and the king seemed to crush his hand bones.

Everyone is so idiot, so stupid, so persistent, so stubborn, so ignorant, so ignorant, so ignorant, so ignorant, so dull man

While enjoying the sense of superiority, he was also swallowed by the unimaginable sorrow of blood.

Deadpool King slid downward because of his loss of support. Broken glass was scattered on the ground. It saw its neck from inside. The muscle tissue that should have been hard at the moment was soft and had a deep pattern.

The pure white king raised his huge head on the ice field. The dragons and snakes were erected in the vast sea. There was a towering city standing on the earth. The crisscrossing roads crossed the sea. The white dragon lies on the top of the mountain, with its wings torn and hangs all the way to the foot of the mountain.

In this dead space filled with darkness, no creature can ignore the color that almost covers everything.

【Strong mental stimulation.】

Below is a land more than 100 meters high.

But at this moment, he found out that he was wrong.

The heavy pressure swept everything around, the black mud began to ulcerate and collapse, and even turned from fluid into ashes. Time began to slow down, and the black rain dripping from the sky was stagnated in mid-air, as if everything was still.

Yabuki Sakura knew it, but her eyes did not look at the earth or the deadpool. Her golden eyes were exhausted, and her red eyes were so hard that she looked at the orange-haired girl who was lying on the ground behind Wang Jiang.

Smack

The glass slag under the Dragon-shaped Deadpool's feet was trampled and the gravel turned into dust.

Yabuki's consciousness was almost blurred. He barely realized the other party's existence when Wang Jiang stood in front of him for several meters. Her slightly blue eyes were so empty that she looked at Wang Jiang, and even her golden eyes could not be lit.

Ah. It's the woman from the Executive Board.

The moment before Fujimaru Rika fell into a coma, Yabuki Sakura discovered the existence of the Deadpool King because she had no idea about Rika's judgment. The Grand Observatory was the battlefield where she and Kazumaru Riki fought. She touched the weapon she had used and threw it out, and hit the death place, pierced through Deadpool's neck.

He thought to himself, maybe this is the feeling of the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, dam

The girl's body was filled with lowly blood, but she suddenly brought this basin of cold water to herself at this moment of joy.

It was like a lonely boat in the storm, and Yabuki cherry was hanging in the air. The strong wind blew between the tall buildings made her long hair dance like blooming flowers. The falling rain washed away the blood, and made part of the hair ends stick to the side of her face. Her tall figure looked so thin and barren against the backdrop of the dragon-shaped deadpool like a giant, as if it would be broken with a slight force.

All the left and right hands were destroyed, which should have been a trick. But in that brief moment, the king saw Yabuki Sakura bit the famous knife called Spider Cut with her teeth, and used the knife to draw a cold white arc with her knife without caring about the injury to her arm.

I will become the god of the new world!!!

For decades, no one who could threaten the king's generals appeared.

But people still cannot understand the composition of the Spirit itself and its specific role.

Although it seems that there is no need for destruction now, as evidence of his failure, Wang General had an impatient desire to destroy him.

Miserable, ugly.

The king's vision seemed to have seen the future first. The girl's body began to fall when she lost support. The Deadpool King General looked down at the broken girl like a piece of rag, and fell down like a kite with a broken string, without any worries in his heart.

Trembling is the most fundamental and direct reaction of a living creature.

That was the king who once held the supreme authority of the world.

But the sword light was easily broken by the metal blade that Wang Jiang raised up casually.

The king almost burned the heavy rain in Tokyo. He grabbed Yabuki, ignored the fragile resistance and the shattering of bones, and just raised her and walked towards the broken window of the large observation deck.

finally

All the people in the way disappeared

No, hold it back! You can't laugh, but all the guys who are in the way disappeared.

It was not because of the Wang General's extensive knowledge, but because of the pure dragon writing, which ravaged all those who looked at girls in a merciless way.

She took the initiative to break her arm.

Outside, countless dragon-shaped deadpools were screaming and reveling, as if celebrating this flesh-and-blood feast.

At the moment of linking, Wang Jiang instinctively felt the suffocation and fear of his heart being clenched by his fists.

The king's blood flowed down like magma, dyeing the entire mountain red, melting ice and snow, rising to the sky with bloody water vapor, turning into dark red clouds and falling bright red rain.

Sure enough, the people who are involved in Rika Fujimaru are so disgusting.

What is he afraid of?

There is no need to be confused at all.

While he was stunned, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.

The pure gold color enveloped the dream tapir world, and no one knew what the girl's mouth shape was telling at the moment.

Ka.
To be continued...