Nan Ming didn't know if he was asleep or awake.

Maybe it's dreaming while waking up.

These days, in fact, he has had more than one dream of lazy god hatching, but every time, it is not so real, nor is it as bizarre as this time.

He lay on the bed, opened his eyes, and stared upward.

Underneath, the reinforced futon gently wrapped around his body, as if he was in his mother's arms.

He could see the ceiling above his head, see the light coming through the window, hear the faint sound of cars outside the window, and hear his own slight breathing.

But at the same time, he could also see the silver ball of light floating in front of him.

Lazy God.

At this time, the lazy god was slowly changing, and the large and small vortices on the ball of light gradually merged into one, and the silver light seemed to suck people in, and then the vortex slowly expanded, getting bigger and bigger, and becoming more and more violent.

Suddenly, with a thud, an electric current flowed up, and the current instantly turned into an electric snake, and in the meander, the electric snake continued to grow larger, and finally turned into a huge thunder and lightning dragon, swooping down to the south.

Nan Ming subconsciously blocked his hands in front of him, but the electricity passed through his body without delay, turning into violent lightning. Lightning flowed wildly, whirlpools swirled, and in an instant, the warm and peaceful bedroom of Nanming became the center of the ocean when the hurricane came.

Suddenly, the huge whirlpool rose high in all directions, instantly turning into a funnel-shaped, as if it was about to swallow the Southern Darkness into it.

"Wow!" knew that it was an illusion, but Nan Ming still subconsciously exclaimed, compared to the qiē in front of him, any Hollywood blockbuster can only be regarded as a five-cent special effect.

And, lazy god this guy. When it hatches, it also comes with a cutscene, which is really high-end!

Nanming is looking forward to what it will be like for the lazy god to hatch!

Nan Ming wrapped the quilt tightly and lay on the bed, his eyes wide, unable to tell whether he was scared or excited.

It's like watching a horror movie in bed. I was so scared that my little heart was beating wildly, covered with a quilt, covered my eyes, I didn't dare to look at it and wanted to see it, it was indescribably cool.

The silver whirlpool roared, majestic and low, like the beating of war drums.

The height of the whirlpool was beyond the limit of vision in an instant, and Nan Ming had no way of estimating its size. He only had one feeling.

Compared to this huge whirlpool torrent, human beings are really too small.

"Lazy God, is that you?" Nan Ming murmured, if this is the Lazy God, then how great will this guy parasitizing on him be?

At this moment, a voice sounded, as if in response to Nanming's question. It's a man's voice, a bit vicissitudes. A little hoarse: "Here is the torrent of endless time and space, the cornerstone of the universe, the root of all things, the ocean of information ......"

Or do you even have your own commentary? Or are there other people around?

Nan Ming sat up from the bed and turned his head to look around. There was no one else but him.

Suddenly, the torrent became even more violent, splashing silver liquid through his body at will. And the distance between him and the vortex also suddenly narrowed, above the vortex, there was actually a transparent platform, its void suspended above the center of the vortex, as if it would be swallowed by the vortex of time and space at any time.

On the platform, two guards dragged a man wrapped in a black robe slowly.

The man struggled desperately, and a roar came out of his mouth: "I...... I don't want to go, kill me...... No, I don't want to be thrown in, please let me go......"

Nan Ming sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze piercing the floor and time and space, looking condescendingly at a scene that didn't know when it happened, or never happened.

The deep voice rang out: "That's me, Prisoner 82." ”

Nan Ming was suddenly disappointed, it turned out that the big whirlpool was not a lazy god, this contrast was really a bit big, and it couldn't be buddy at all.

"I am the 82nd person in human history to be thrown into the furnace of time and space because of his crimes that are so heinous that they cannot be punished. I've slaughtered several galaxies, assassinated half of the dignitaries, and single-handedly brewed the human rout, but I've been caught. ”

Below, prisoner No. 82 is still desperately begging for mercy.

"You guys are late to me...... You tortured me for 10,000 years, you vivisected me, brainwashed me, turned me into a mechanical servant, you can do anything to me, please......" He snot and tears flowed down his eyes, struggling desperately.

"It's so ugly...... Nan Ming whispered, even if he was going to die, he still had a bit of backbone!

"Throwing into the furnace of the torrent of time and space is the greatest punishment for a person, once he is thrown into the furnace of the torrent of time and space, crushed and decomposed by the torrent of time and space, the traces of a person's existence will be completely eliminated, and the genetic genes left behind, the words that have been said, and the impact caused by them will disappear, as if they had never existed at all. Only here, the furnace of the torrent of time and space, will be recorded. The voice spoke beside Nan Ming.

Nan Ming couldn't help but think of the terrifying state when his energy was exhausted, and he suddenly felt shuddered.

A person, when he comes into the world, can always leave a little something, but when all traces of a person are erased......

Parents have never had such children, and children have never had such fathers, no companions, no enemies, no qiē. The young man lying on Chen Wei's sofa has never saved zài, Zhang Feilin put another person into the frame, Zhao Gaofeng may have died in the battle of that moonlit night, Chen Haocong is still a bear child, Xia Yiyao has been eaten and wiped clean by the Su Group, Lu Lao and Qing Lao both had heart attacks, Liu Minzhong repeatedly stumbled and groveled to Zhu Yangchao......

The footprints left behind will disappear, the road traveled will never appear, the words spoken, the things done, a qiē, will never exist. Lazy God Hall, Lazy God Technology, Lazy God Security, this qiē has never appeared.

In the end, there was only one number left, number 82.

There is no one in this world who is not afraid, and there is no one in this world who is not afraid.

Suddenly, the entire space-time torrent furnace was in a commotion, and even the space-time torrent itself seemed to sense something, the violent torrent swirled, and the huge terrifying vortex in the center, which seemed to be the world hanging upside down, actually expanded by three points.

No. 82 suddenly noticed that the body of the guard beside him, who was as cold as a machine, began to tremble.

"Respectfully...... Salute......" The two guards dropped No. 82 and let him slump to the ground, trembling and saluting a group of figures walking in the distance.

There is awe, fear, hatred, and love in the eyes.

"Big ...... Big...... The Great Demon King...... Nan ......" 82 also struggled to his feet, and despite being so detained that he could barely move, he straightened up.

"Big Demon King Man?" Nan Ming tilted his head and looked in that direction, what a cool name!

There were seven people coming from afar.

Six of them escorted one of the central people as if they were facing a great enemy.

I couldn't see my body clearly, and my whole body was completely detained, and I even wore a huge mask on my head.

"These six people are the strongest in the human world, but their names, in front of him, are not worth mentioning!" The narrator's voice suddenly became impassioned, and No. 82 forgot the fear just now in an instant and became extremely fanatical.

"He's the Great Demon King, Nanming!"

"Aha?" Nan Ming's jaw dropped to the ground.

Am I not a pure little cutie who represents love and justice, and a little angel in the world who is full of positive energy?

The style of painting is wrong, big brother!

"He is the strongest in the human world, he has won every battle, and he has allowed humanity to expand to the current endless territory!"

"At the same time he is a human sinner, a war maniac, a radical, a slaughterer, and a scourge. He provoked the sentient beings and brought countless other races together against humanity, pushing humanity to the brink of extinction!"

"He has been washed away seventeen times and thrown into the furnace of the torrent of time and space, but each time he has made a comeback with a stronger power of authority, pushing mankind back to the pinnacle of the universe and the edge of destruction! Seventeen times of rebirth, eighteen times of life, let him create eighteen kinds of supreme power of authority! Strength, endurance, sensitivity, hatred, fear, joy, love, anger, sorrow, tyranny, wisdom, dedication, courage, cruelty, **, integrity, evil, domination!"

"If he makes a comeback again, even the torrent of time and space will be crushed by him, and the entire universe will be destroyed!"

The commentary around him was so impassioned that Nanming wanted to cover his ears.

And the narration suddenly became depressed.

"However, the eighteen supreme powers are already the limits of human cognition, and it is no longer possible for him to create a new supreme authority, this time he was whitewashed and thrown into the furnace of the torrent of time and space, and he will disappear forever, and it will never be possible to make a comeback, but this is already my only chance......"

See, those six people escorted the Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld to the edge of the furnace of the torrent of time and space, and kicked him down.

Looking at the Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld who fell headfirst into the torrent of time and space, the six of them crossed their hips and laughed at the same time: "Wahahahaha, this time I finally got rid of this bastard!"

At this moment, Prisoner 82 suddenly broke free from the guards around him, ran wildly, and jumped into the torrent of time and space.

"The Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld, please allow me to follow you! Please take me with you! Break out of the cocoon and be reborn together! Make a comeback together! Step through the torrent of time and space together, and slaughter all living beings! I will follow you to the death, for the rest of my life, and never betray!"

The fanatical voice was still echoing, and the Great Demon King of the Southern Underworld and Prisoner No. 82 had been swept into the rampaging of time and space, and disappeared in an instant.

The six people who were laughing suddenly shuddered, and scratched their heads blankly: "What am I doing? Why am I standing in the furnace of the Torrent of Time and Space, laughing like a 2B ......?"

Only above the platform, in the suspended ball of light, a number slowly emerged.

83。 (To be continued......)