The long dark night has come to an end, and the light of the morning light has not yet shone.

The darkest and coldest moment of the day is the time before dawn.

The decline of the five thousand years of demon tide is, for extraordinary existences, the thirty years from 1982 to the end of the end of 2012 are like before dawn, and the lowest valley bottom. The higher the level, the more serious the impact is.

People have luck, luck comes and goes, luck comes and goes, and God also has it. God also needs to rely on the environment to exist, and cannot create something out of nothing. Therefore, it is also affected by the environment, but the scope is larger.

Under such a background, a god who is not good at making trouble can also fall into a miserable situation where pigs and dogs are worse than pigs and dogs.

For example, Athena, her 88 Saint Seiya has withered and her sacred clothes have been destroyed. She can no longer hook up with the cannon fodder of Yingxing's life to work for her.

And her face was always the first Saint of the Pegasus who woke up and became the leader, and was once again crushed to ashes. The people who killed him knew that he was immortal and had various explosive characteristics, so they went straight to the ground without saying a word when they met, and they fought and crushed them into ashes.

Now Athena is tied to the bed, sticking her butt out like a bitch, her face flushed, her body trembled, and she only has a curtain of ass covering her body.

A man with a strong figure, bronze skin and perfect muscles like David had just finished venting on her. He sat on the throne with a golden sword based on the black flame and decorated with golden magic patterns. He pulled the seemingly slender luminous gold chain, and the neck ring on the other end applied a spell, making the queen Hera feel uneasy.

Hera, who is famous for his arrogant, jealous and petty eyes, lost his divine aura and his power support, is just another beauty, rbq, and he doesn't even dare to cry out for pain at this moment.

Her glory, the great hero Hercules (meaning Hera's glory, not a parent-child, but legend has grown up after drinking her milk, so she is awesome) is quite loyal to her, but it is useless. The phoenix fell to the ground is not as good as a chicken. In this era of extraordinary energy, the divine body was extremely hungry, and the energy it naturally swallowed was used to maintain its existence, and it was impossible to mention anything else.

Considering that Hercules has a good body, the Black Titan will be punished again every three months when the wounds heal. The meat is used to grow into monsters and has lasted for more than 300 years.

There is also a goddess of love and beauty, Venus (Roman name of Aphrodite), who has a good body, acts as a military lady. Venus is a typical type of different appearances and has done all kinds of dirty things. The black Titan thinks she is dirty and is used to appease the officers and soldiers. It is very good.

Queen Hera knelt down and climbed to the throne, and used her mouth to clean the black Titan's body. This can be considered as bent and stretching.

I haven’t seen any storm before? As long as I live, everything can be possible. This is the attitude deep in the heart of Queen God. It is precisely because Kane saw through the essence of these gods that he could let go of all dignity except "pride of life", that he felt that they were inferior than the girl.

Of course there are even cheaper ones, such as Zeus converted into a daughter named Zeus, and then being treated with all kinds of things... This world seems to have not been so dark, or in other words, Zeus has always been sloppy and trying to come up with Him is still very technical.

In fact, this kind of thing is common in all kinds of gods. If you change the source world, you can also cleanse the land like this: ancient primitive, breeding comes first, and the atmosphere is open...

But in the context of the kingdom of the gods, it is a typical case of losing the motivation to progress, losing oneself and indulging in erosion.

People cannot have ideals, they must believe in something. The same is true for God.

The Black Titan is a god of faith. He believes that he will definitely reach the top again, so he has never relaxed and his destiny is favorable to him. His former enemies, wives and daughters, were all slaves under his crotch. Of course, he actually wanted to defeat the enemy in a more decent way, rather than pulling his family out of sleep.

"Energy! If that crack could open and stabilize the hole, it would be great!" Black Titan thought dissatisfied.

He struggled with the danger of thirst and died, searching all over the underground world before finding the rift.

The rift leads to the mysterious dark dimension. Every time it is connected, a high-energy dark storm gushes out from it. Over time, a large number of solid energy black crystals are formed in the caves of this world.

It was through those black crystals that He turned over the market and built this foundation.

However, after a long period of accumulation, He fell into trouble again. Until in recent years, the rift seemed to have stabilized a lot after a certain day, and the connection with the dark dimension was longer, and the total annual flow was 2.5 times that of the past. Only then did He feel that the noose around His neck was much looser.

He began to use the skills he had worked hard to create secondary magical creatures as slave soldiers.

He has higher-end golems and magic weapons, but they are all too energy-consuming.

The family is big and the business is big, and the boss is hard to do, and He is unwilling to wait, so he builds slave soldiers, hoping that they can inquire about intelligence and collect resources.

In addition, although the dark energy is good, it has affected His mind for a long time. He has tried hard to suppress it, but he is still inexplicably furious. He vents it from Hera and Athena and his condition will be much better. However, this move is getting worse and worse. He is considering whether to awaken a few more famous goddesses to use.

To be honest, He doesn't really want to raise a goddess. The consumption of a goddess is enough to support a hundred high-end warriors. Now it's time to use people, so there is no rush to do it. However, if you play the game of strife, you won't be able to have a good brain, so it seems that the goddess +1 is more cost-effective than making the 100 high-end warriors run normally.

In short, it is difficult for a clever wife to cook without rice. The higher the civilization, the stronger the dependence on energy. With energy, you can fall into golden flowers in the sky and golden lotus in the earth. The spiritual fields are ripe for 18 years. Without energy, even gods have to support corpses.

"Ahhhh!" The black Titan became irritable when he thought of this. He pushed his waist and abdomen a few times, causing Hera to cough.

At this moment, a dressed in a style similar to a tree helmet, and came from the entrance of the hall with a kneeling and three crawlings, shouting "Holy! Holy! My Lord is the highest, my Lord is perfect!"

The dark Titan man raised his hand and took the dead wood druid closer. His eyes were like a light. He looked at the druid and bared his teeth and said, "Bad news?"

The dead wood druid's face changed color so scared that he hurriedly said, "Please allow me to report."

"Too slow!" Titan said as he reached out and grabbed the head of the dead wood druid, like a savage of big cantaloupe, "Kache!Kache!" ate the dead wood druid's head, and his body was still twitching there, while spraying blood from the carotid artery pump.

Shortly after finishing the meal, Titan raised his foot and flew Heradeng more than ten meters away, cursing: "No eye-catching, he will only be sexy! Zeus is also a fool, marry a bad guy like you."

This alone is not enough to vent the evil fire in the chest. He has already obtained the memory of the dead wood druid by devouring it, which is equivalent to witnessing the Black Guard Array crushing the Scarmouth Team and the Underground Giant Team with his own eyes.

His experience is so rich that he immediately recognized that it was a high-end warrior. The dark current flame energy shield that always operated was quite energy-consuming.

"So luxurious! So luxurious! Whose team is this? I'm so angry that I'm so angry!"

Black Titan is envious, jealous, and hate! He has been worried about extraordinary energy for many years and has been living a life of stinging and shrinking. As a result, someone uses extraordinary energy so luxuriously. How can he not be jealous and envious?

Moreover, the secondary warrior who he thought was not bad was wiped out by the opponent's zero damage, and his face was beaten so painful that he hated him!

This team has only been operating for a few months. It has just been so sweet that he is still hoping that he can achieve more careers. After this battle, he doubts whether it is valuable to cultivate these goods. This is the other party’s fault, how can he not hate it?

No, no! He must vent his anger.

The Black Titan went to the big bed again, fucked Athena hard again, and fucked Hera hard again. The two Aramites now have only the value of bloodline and identity.

After venting, Titan felt that his mind had become clearer again, and he suppressed his anger and could think about something rationally.

Then he took out the relevant memories of the dead wood druid, and realized that the opponent he encountered this time was extraordinary and was most likely the main obstacle to the future dominance.

"Come here, I want information. I want information from this force. I will smash all the gold, silver and gems at any cost!"...

Meanwhile, Kane is reading intelligence information.

This was compiled by the Twelve Warships Hall (Information Department) not long ago, mainly based on detailed information in London and surrounding areas.

These intelligence comes from two directions, one is the intelligence department’s secret service, and the other is the city.

Among them, there is a high possibility of false information in the market. It can even be said that if it were not for the private detective team led by John Paul, the plastic brain, most of these market information could only be listened to as gossip information.

But it must be said that sometimes the truth is buried in the rumors in the city. Whether the gold in the mud and sand can be found requires ability and luck.

Like this time, even if Kane is lucky, he has indeed found some that can be related to the mysterious forces he encounters.

This force is actually called Dawn of the Gods, but Kane doesn't know that it is organized and has social behavior, so he named it x community.

The current operating project exposed by the x club is the living train.

It is known that on this train there are two external projects, "Sanctuary Bar" and "Miss Dream Club".

They are very particular about choosing customers, and ordinary people cannot even enter the door.

Kane reluctantly summarized one of the specific rules, which he thought may also be the most important one. That is, all those who can enter the "sanctuary" bar are soulless people.

There is a phrase in the East called "Lost Soul and Desolation". It is a description of a person's emotional state. But it is more serious. Is this the case of losing the soul? Have you seen it?

It originates from life, is higher than life, and has an exaggerated nature, but in this world, it can be an accurate description.

Sirius has this trait because he was sucked by dementors in Azkaban for 9 years. Kane is a soul mapping, not an ordinary soul. No. 8 and No. 13 all have artificial souls. The past of the experimental subject is not an ordinary soul.

Then look at the table that Kane was arranged, more than 20 people, including Kam, and four of them did not lose their self-awareness, were all soulless people.

Generally speaking, those who lack souls do not get along well in human society. They are often disgusted by gods and ghosts, and they want you to disappear. The reason is not entirely because of bad habits, most of which are strange temperaments or too straightforward.

The main goal of the live train is these goods that are not loved by grandmas, uncles, and stinking at home for two weeks without anyone’s attention. This is described from the perspective of hunting. Even if a person who is alone in the community dies or disappears, he will not attract too much attention from the group.

There is also a saying in the fact that the living train chooses to perform the gluttony blood-eating ceremony during Christmas.

Christmas is similar to the Spring Festival in European and American countries, especially in this world where extraordinary power exists and the Holy See is often sacred.

In this context, those who do not spend time on holidays but go to bars are basically non-mainstream. Especially in the 1990s, although there is a nightlife with bright lights and wine, it still cannot be compared with the 21st century.

The lack of souls is not the mainstream. The two are superimposed and the safety factor is on the way. You have no negotiation.

In fact, the Scarmouth people eat not only living people, but also living pigs, cattle and sheep. To put it bluntly, this is a kind of bloody sacrifice, the least wasteful one.

Although eating people is very heavy, it also depends on what environment and objective state it is. Scarmouth people are not humans. In their eyes, humans are edible aliens like livestock. This is not the same as cannibalism.

To be honest, people in Scarmouth are bloody and cruel, and they are considered to be heavy-mouthed. Haha, humans can arrogantly raise their own value and hold the airs of a biological overlord, but Scarmouth has no reason to hold their feet. In their eyes, humans are smarter livestock, that's all. Oh, the cubs are smoother and more delicious, just like humans like to eat roasted suckling pigs.
Chapter completed!