"Kill!"

It's like a dragon set that will always have only this one line, and the remnants left behind by Mo Ye, who are wrapped in black qi, roar loudly at this chaotic and lost city.

I don't know why, this remnant seems to contain an inextinguishable fire, perhaps, he is the product of endless fire.

Everything was planted as early as when Mo Xie took over the 'Seed of Sword Twenty-Three'.

As the ultimate product of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the birth of such an evil spirit is probably not what the old sword saint wants to see......

Such evil spirits are by no means the original intention of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

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Countless black qi emerged from his body, condensing tentacles one after another, each tentacle seemed to have a separate will, and they were entangled like snakes towards their respective goals.

The dying winged angels and the infected are their targets, and as long as they are entangled in tentacles, they are dyed black, whether they are dead or alive. Then, as the blackness deepened, until they could no longer distinguish each other from each other, a disgusting thing happened.

They melted, like snowmen who had seen the sun, and they turned into puddles of black liquid, but for a moment, the whole street was blackened. And as the angels turned into black water, those tentacles also left these useless wastes in time.

It's just that when they withdraw, it's visible to the naked eye, that each tentacle grows in a circle.

For example, when a tentacle separated from the body is separated from the free little finger thickness, when it 'digests' an angel, it becomes the thickness of the thumb.

These were just the tentacles that emanated directly from the monster, and there were many more tentacles that stretched out from the 'blanket of black air' that the monster had brought and that had been serving as a ground setting.

Such a 'blanket' has been spread over most of the city.

Surrounded by countless tentacles, this guy looks like a big hedgehog, and it seems to be Brother A who opened the 'Thousands of Tentacles, End Everything' mode in "Torture and Killing the Original Form".

As the core of all tentacles, he no longer has a human form, and his body is covered with black at this moment, and at this moment, this body exists only for one thing - to act as the core of all black qi and tentacles.

He looked like a monster through and through, crawling out of the deepest part of the abyss, his only eyes revealing a curse on the world.

(For the sake of convenience, let's call him a 'monster'...... ）

"Kill!"

Moving his steps, his steps sluggish because of the extension of too many tentacles stood in the direction of a towering tower.

In the devastated city, it was the last road to a new, white place.

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Not being able to fly is trouble, and it is unclear what the specific rules and regulations of the laws solidified in the Tower of Babel are, but it seems that these rules treat him as an ordinary four-winged angel.

Here, his body as an angel loses the ability to fly and most of his physical strength, but on the contrary, his own abilities have not been reduced in the slightest, and even the spiritual power that cannot be separated from his body outside the Tower of Babel is not limited in the Tower of Babel.

Inside the tower and outside the tower, there are two worlds at all, and compared to Lin Ming, he really doesn't know which world is better.

Following Morgries, he had climbed more than a hundred floors, and if he stood on the current floor and looked down at this moment, the entire City of Angels would already be blurred.

They were already in the clouds, and this section of the Tower of Babel was already surrounded by countless lights.

They're almost on the top.

It's just that I don't know what the higher heavens will look like?

"Listen, Janis. ”

It's really strange that I thought Morgrice was a machine that couldn't speak - and it was pretty much the case, as long as Lin Ming didn't do anything unconventional and delayed the trip along the way, Morgrice would never say a word.

It's just that at this moment, he spoke, very abruptly, if it was not Lin Ming who was following him at this time, but the words of that Dennis might have been frightened by this sudden 'greeting' and rolled down the stairs.

"What do you command?"

Lin Ming didn't know if Morgrith's identity was a 'non-public' secret, the memories of the angels he devoured were limited, and none of the victims were four-winged angels, and even if they had just 'come into contact' with a few female angels, their memories had nothing of value other than some unbearable memories - or the everyday.

Therefore, even if he had already seen the abnormality in Morgris, Lin Ming still had to pretend not to know.

"Whoever asks you questions like 'what's going on down there?' you'll have to say it's an invasion, and it's best not to say anything about the chaos in the city. Those were the things that the demons did after they entered the city. Morris still walked ahead, his steps not confused by the sudden opening, and his tone did not seem special because he repeatedly approached an important place. If there was one word to describe him, it would be mechanical.

Both his actions and words were mechanical, as if there were iron parts beneath his skin.

"I will. Without asking why, Lin Ming answered him.

"You'd better remember, or you'll be the only one who will die. ”

Morris added, and then fell silent again, except for the wings on his back that tightened as if to take them into his own.

"I'm afraid that if there are any more, ten or even eight floors will reach the destination. ”

Lin Min estimated in his heart, but soon he knew that he had miscalculated.

"Bang!"

Climbing just one story again, Morris pushed open the stone door to the floor they had reached.

"Mistress Miyas. ”

Entering the door and kneeling, Lin Ming behind him felt that Morgrice probably didn't use his eyes to confirm whether there was anyone here.

The floor was empty, even empty, except for a crystal ball the size of a human head that was placed on a stone platform in the center of the room.

"Your Excellency. ”

According to the gourd to draw the scoop, compared to the rooms on other floors, this place is indeed very special, so, even if Morgris made a five-body posture as soon as he entered the door, Lin Ming had to imitate it, but just now Morgris's speed of speech was a little explosive, and Lin Ming, who was accustomed to his mechanical tone, couldn't tell what name Mogris was calling for a while.