The piece of flesh, which claimed to be the father of the kitten, twisted and struggled in the divine light, and finally it screamed—not sound, but soul and will, straight into Marceau's head.

"Give me your flesh, my child!" it screamed, wailed, it reached out and waved at Marceau through the air, and walked towards Marceau, the kitten licked the corners of its mouth, and finally raised its left hand, and a set of silver-seeping one-headed bullets from 'Marvels of Engineering: The Murder Weapon of the Exotic Destroyer' shattered the flesh monster's skull.

Watching the headless corpse fall to the ground, watching the body of the Great Impurity begin to spontaneously combust, Marceau just wanted to turn away from it, a huge ...... A great phantom appeared in front of Marceau.

"Like my gift, Sue's heir. It laughed, as if satisfied with the fear and vigilance in Marceau's eyes: "This is indeed your father, certainly not the shell of his life left in your world, that parrot face once tried to make your father and his companions perish forever through a blasphemy, but failed. ”

"Then what is ......it," Marceau finally asked—this guy seemed to be using a very 'cheap' projection, and it wouldn't hurt to think that even if Anonymous made a move, it would be ruined.

"It's a memory he left in our world, and in order to gain it, I lost almost half of my subordinates, the kind of loss that is permanent, you cat ears are really unreasonable, just a compatriot, and even carry out purification orders in thousands of worlds at the same time. At this, the evil god sighed loudly, "Do you know why I let it come to you at the cost of losing it?"

"Why? yes, why is this happening...... For the first time, I knew that there was such a beautiful world, with so many beautiful souls, and two happy things coincided. And these two joys bring me more happiness, and what I get is a time that should be as happy as a dream...... But, why, is this happening......" The huge phantom said this, and suddenly roared in a fierce voice, "It's all those sluts from the undead plane! It's me first, it's obvious that I'm the first to pay attention to this world!Whether it's corruption, blasphemy, or tearing open the gaps between the planes and throwing into the legion, it's obviously me who comes first!!"

The kitten tilted its head and looked at the huge illusion that suddenly slipped desperately in the direction of the abyss called 'Maiden Manga', and unconsciously retreated, but when he thought that this guy had been talking to himself for so long, there was no reason why he had brought his father's soul in another game plane to him.

"That's right. As for your father, it's all because of the cultists of your plane! They want to break the seal to summon the undead plane's miscellaneous! How can such a beautiful world allow these miscellaneous!" The huge illusion said this, and wiped the corners of his eyes, this ugly appearance made Marceau scold his mother in his heart- You still have to be shameless, although the lord of the undead plane also wants to kill the living people of the entire plane, but at least it has never played with its subordinates like you, and even players who have thrown themselves into evil can form legions in the first open era, and in Warhammer Age. You haven't even given you many opportunities like this, and from time to time you've thrown your bands of players into worlds where there's no hope of surviving - like a world ruled by the Cyrites or a world ruled by the catmen. In such a world, the evil god has never been favored, let alone those players, the big cat man wears a strike armor about four meters long, the one-handed power sword is two meters long, and the cat man cuts the same amount of chaos like chopping melons and vegetables. The more people there are, the more they are beaten.

To be honest, after the player entered, the life of the evil gods was also quite miserable, hey. It's really a few villains who can't stand the pitiful: "So now, those guys have been killed by me, your dream has been realized through my efforts, I don't think it is possible to control the city, the will of the Anonymous has been concerned, evil fellow, don't you want to run away?"

"What a guy who doesn't know how to be grateful!" the evil god finished speaking, and said nothing more, and the illusion disappeared entirely.

Marceau looked around, the pillar of light in the middle of the city had disappeared before, which was a symbol of the closure of the passage, Marceau didn't know what else these filial sons left behind by Nurgle could do, they shouldn't be able to turn over the waves.

Thinking of this, Marceau suddenly became very curious, his father ...... What kind of person is he?

Some people may say, look for records, your father as a player evolved into a big impure, there should be some records, Marceau can only say who remembers this thing, Nurgle's big impurities are completely expendable in Warhammer Century, among which the kitten people like to fight with Nurgle the most, so the number of kitten people players who become Nurgle is also the largest, Marceau looked at the web page, and directly despaired of hundreds of thousands of names, this kind of abuse is better not to do more.

As soon as I thought of this, the patio of the house over there was knocked open, and more than a dozen players who had taken refuge in Nurgle rushed out, and these guys howled and rushed towards the kittens, and the cats turned around and ran away - at this time, the overall situation was decided, and the task of the cats was to wait for the matter to go back to the hotel to take a shower and then sleep in the girls' rooms, instead of fighting to death with these stinky guys, and then being disgusted by the girls for having a strange smell on their bodies.

………………

At Marceau's speed, they disappeared without a single street, jumping down an alley, and as soon as Marceau got off the ground, a head came out of the patio: "Hey, there's a filial son of Nurgle here!" and the large group of players and natives surrounded them from all sides.

The kitten immediately raised his hands: "Hey, give me a detection of evil, okay." ”

"This guy wants to detect evil? Don't you want to be a fool?" Some players asked, but there was still a steppe elf paladin who came to detect evil, and then everyone looked at the white color on Marceau's body and finally chose to put down the guy in his hand: "Wow, are you considered to have passed firmly, skeleton-faced kitten?", some players asked, but more players and aborigines chose to go into the rooftop, and the few players who remained were just about to say after confirming Marceau's situation, when suddenly a person stopped, and he turned his head to look at Marceau: "You're Marceau?"

"Yes, you know me?"

"I just said your identity on the live channel. The human paladin signaled to his teammates that it was okay, "This is Marceau, the great master, the kind you've always wanted to see." ”

"That's everyone's love, I still don't like to pretend to be a master. Marceau smiled and was about to leave, when the paladin spoke again: "Great, Marceau, I heard that you are from the temple area, let me ask you, do you know a guy from Marlene, a steppe elf, my half-sister." As he said this, he pulled a necklace from his neck: "I am a Hescher, and I am a man of Hischer, and he told me to take care of my sister, but I just left him in the inn in the temple district." ”

"I don't know. Marceau said truthfully, "But if I could go back and help you ask, is there anything else?"

"It's okay, thank you. After speaking, the human paladin threw a small bag of gold coins into Marceau's arms: "This is the work money, I don't have too much ...... in my pocket" "No, throw it into the worship box." ”

Marceau tosses the money bag back to the paladin and continues south (to be continued.) )