When Jim Renault was chased and fled like a wild dog, his younger brother was also in a bad situation. Of course, [bad] was viewed from the perspective of a third party:

Lehman is now located in a huge place that can accommodate an aircraft carrier fleet, a huge square. This huge square may be their most meaningful cultural building for Tadalin, which has no cultural atmosphere. This place is called [Ascendant Pit].

For Tadalin, this place is roughly like the Spartans' Colosseum or Gladiator, but it is not much the same, because this place has nothing to do with entertainment.

Although this venue is grey because the environment of Tadalin's hometown is destroyed by the desolation of the terazine, this place is indeed the venue for the most important ritual of Tadalin [Lakhill] - the Tadalin envelope is completely the prey of the jungle. Power is everything, and the entire tribe is involved in the [Advanced Chain]. Don't look at everyone who sucks the terazine together at night and enjoys it. During the day, it is either [Lakhill walk!] or to say what the sentence [Lakhill walks] is planning.

The lower-ranking person is strictly prohibited from attacking the superiors outside the Lakhill ritual, but if the superiors are killed in a fighting ritual like Lakhill, he can obtain that position. Tadalin is sure that in this way, they will always remain in the strongest state.

The winner is in power, so what about the loser, the loser is not the dust. Here, the loser goes to hell directly - literally, because at both ends of the ascension pit, there are two huge abysses. If you lose in Lakhill, the body will be thrown into the pit and fall to the core of the planet, and eventually you will be wiped out.

Lehman was in the Ascension Pit, ready to say that in the Abyss of Sacrifice - not the one who transformed the peasants into the undead scout in a game with the lowest ratings in history, but the two bottomless abysses of the Ascension Pit - yes, two shelves stretched out from the edge of the Abyss, placing Lehman on the abyss like Jesus.

Lehman is now being put on, just like the smoked meat prepared by children in rural Hunan to go home for the New Year, but it is not smoked, and he is not sprinkled with salt. What smoked him is the diazine, which Tadalin respected as [Breath of Creation].

At the beginning, the Tadalins who were ordered to be in charge of this edification plan were very angry - it was fine if they scolded the God of Darkness, but we would endure it if we didn't cut it off directly. Now it's so polite to let him occupy such good resources alone at night? Considering the importance of diazine to these religious mads on drugs, if you can't say it well, you can only stand from the perspective of a third party who is not Lehman or Tadalin: a group of drug-taking religious mads who are resentful to him knows whether someone has deliberately moved a shelf that is not firmly hangs on a big pit that will undoubtedly die if it falls down, and is constantly washed by a poison-like gas that is extremely dangerous to humans.

This is a very bad treatment.

But the Tadalin doesn't think so. Their views are very different. For example, the people who have already boarded the lifeboat and watched the Titanic sinking and the people who are following the Titanic sinking, the views of the Titanic will definitely not be the same, right? Tadalin is very angry now.

I was so angry that a group of people planned to die at dawn that this bastard who was disrespectful to the God of Darkness was still trying hard to occupy advantageous resources.

So, as the person involved, how do he think about this matter now? He has no bullshit view. Lehman is having a strange dream. If someone can get close to observe, he can still find a faint red light coming out from his closed eyelids. Lehman is hanging motionless, and his mind is immersed in a strange dream.

Lehman found himself standing in a city full of gravel and burning everywhere, not the city of Tron, not the city of Nairakim, the wreckage of buildings and transportation in this dead world, revealing a sense of Lehman's familiarity with his true hometown.

He walked on the street, most of the surrounding buildings were overturned, and the traffic was completely blocked by wreckage. The wreckage of various signs and signs was scattered everywhere, and the sight of the doomsday was full of sight.

Lehman was moving in the doomsday world and gradually discovered something strange. He saw the wreckage, but he did not see the corpse, nor any sign of life. This should not be, Lehman thought so. Any war should produce corpses and refugees, but he did not see the creatures screaming in despair, nor did he see the strange-shaped corpse.

What about the residents here?

Lehman walked among the ruins, and his doubts became stronger and stronger. Not long after, he saw a sign that seemed to have not been completely destroyed. It was written in a language he could understand. The back was usually suppressed by something burning at the other end.

Lehman ran over and was about to lift the wreckage to see what happened, he saw a man standing further away, or at least looking at a human-like creature.

[Hey!!!] Lehman shouted in the dream, but the man was unmoved. Just when Lehman was about to go over and see what was going on, the man suddenly turned around.

It was a look that scared Lehman to wake up. The person, or something that might have been a human, had completely turned into a shriveled like a skeleton, with deep eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and a strange blue light coming out of his eyes like his limbs. It gave Lehman the feeling that it was like a neon light or some glowing electronic and mechanical equipment installed under a human blood vessel.

Just as the thing turned around, it seemed to be ready to make some kind of roar before hunting, but before the roar was made, Lehman felt a red halo radiating from his head. He looked up and saw only a huge black shadow in the sky that could even be said to be a dazzling red light emitted from the shadow.

He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and a sound of [What do you think you are doing?!] sounded angry and reprimanded, and then woke up---What appeared in front of him was a pair of eyes emitting red light like a dream. When the master of his eyes saw Lehman wake up, he angrily sent the angry thought wave to Lehman's consciousness:

【I said what do you think you are doing?!】

It was Tadalin wearing a cloth robe, looking at him with anger, and couldn't help but let Lehman think about it. The red light I saw in my dream just now was the eyes of this guy, but what was going on with the destruction of the city in my hometown, which was all in the style of the earth-style of his hometown. Lehman bowed his head and fell into thinking.

This made the suspect wash away and let it be released, but Alanak, who was the second-last in the promotion chain, was full of anger. He rushed over early in the morning and didn't even suck the last bite of the zoster before the daylight today. He originally hoped to see the other party's fear, but what happened? This guy was not only not afraid, but also looked like he hadn't woken up?!

It feels quite comfortable to hang it on it and smoke it all night.

Of course, compared to Alanak's annoyance, looking at Lehman's Marash in the huge pit below in the distant mountain peak, I thought a lot in my mind--the rebellion had not been fully revealed, and was suppressed because of the arrival of Aymon's consciousness. The troops caused by the strange human-shaped creature had no longer had the irritability, but Aymon publicly announced that the other party was descended from the depraved Sarnaga......

Note that it is not a follower, not a disciple, not a acceptance of inheritance, but [descendants] (Chapter 75)

In other words, what Aimun actually said is [this guy is a Sarnaga like me, he is a weak hybrid junior. Then, by the way, it was left by those of my fellow tribes who had been stumbled out of my clean slut], and then he had to hang in the evening in the summer Tadalin and face the trial of Tadalin during the day...

What kind of trial is Tadalin? Isn’t it just a trial of strength Lakhill?!

So the God of Darkness wants to put such a dangerous guy by his side to make trouble?! Marash is extremely irritable now.

And he had to figure out the intentions of the God of Darkness as soon as possible, because the rising sun had already risen...

The rising sun rises, the terazines disappear, and under the sun, everyone is equal, and they want all things to revive and mating... No, it is time for everyone to live a day around the core spirit of [kill who, for whom, my compatriots, who are you going to kill!!!].

Then according to God's will, Tadalin can challenge Lehman, but Lehman has not participated in the upgrade chain now, noun, a character who has not participated in the qualifying competition can challenge anyone...

A Tadalin, who is the most loyal believer of Aimon, should he resolutely challenge him... Damn it, come and challenge him quickly!

Then, this slut appeared in Marash's expectation.

【I want to challenge you, the enemy of God!!!】
Chapter completed!