The dreamwalkers located in the Void Dream Realm, the exclusive family of Krem, have traveled through the void and descended to the world through the summoning of the Eye of Care. The Spirit of the Dream Walker is only one of them, or the weakest, a true top-level clan will have an exclusive title, an exclusive image, and exclusive abilities, such as the only top-level clan Qin Song knows - Razoru Dusk of Annihilation, it is said that he can destroy a city single-handedly.

Of course, just supposedly. Qin Song rarely upgraded his patronic eyes, and all the information was obtained from the forum.

But now, in the real world, this dreamwalker with great destructive abilities is as powerful as the ancient gods' customized version of the nuclear level weapon - mushroom bullets!

There is no doubt that such a weapon of strategic level will have extremely harsh restrictions. Otherwise, the gods of the ancients, just throw a few top clans - any civilization will have to be destroyed, and in the end, everyone will have to personally appear in hand-to-hand combat to determine the final winner, good luck, eat chicken tonight.

At the level of this world, making a real mushroom bomb is completely fantastical. However, the customized version of the 'Mushroom Bomb' of the Old God has the same deterrent and destruction capabilities, the summoning circle is the launch site, the Void Giant Mouth is the launcher, the witch magic is the thruster, and the sacrifice is the propulsion fuel.

Three, two, one! ignition!

Razoru Twilight of Annihilation!

Bang, the world is nuclear.

Thinking about it like this, it's surprisingly emotional!

The mushroom bullet is the waist pole.

Who has who knows!

It seems necessary to make the Eye of Favor a priority for future upgrades!

With a beautiful fantasy in his heart, Qin Song suddenly felt energetic and energetic, and with the help of the phase tentacles, he could go to the exile camp unconsciously and attack the next witch - Luna, Heimworth.

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The autumn harvest in the exile town began, and the serfs, who were at the disposal of the robbers, could not even reach the handle of a short scythe, and the progress of the harvest was extremely slow.

At the edge of a golden wheat field, Weimar Heimworth, a down-and-out nobleman who had fled from the royal capital, looked older than his chronological age of thirty-five, with his broad face full of sorrow, his long brown hair fluttering in the wind, and his well-trimmed beard showing a few white strands.

"Food, we need food. ”

"Dad. His eldest son, Kais, who was over seventeen years old, was tall and thin, with the same brown hair, and his facial features were seven points similar to Weimar's, and he wore brown double leather armor and a thin sword at his waist.

"I've heard from the scouts that Blackstone has a very special scythe. They reaped very quickly, and ten serfs could have the efficiency of thirty serfs. ”

"Yes. Weimar looked beyond the wheat field and in the direction of Blackstone Fort: "I have never seen the scythe described by the scout. Even the royal capital, like us, uses a short-handled sickle. One person for three people is really a genius invention. Blackstone Fort will survive a hunger-free winter. ”

"Don't you have some friendship with Karrick of Blackstone Castle, can we borrow them when their harvest is over, so that it may be too late......"

"Impossible. Weimar shook his head: "We are just a monetary deal, and in the past in Blackstone Canyon, I promise not to harass their convoy." Some time ago, I also collected his gold coins and killed an old priest. But, that's all. In terms of identity, we are robbers and exiles! Reluctantly establishing a camp here is also tolerated because Blackstone Fort is too weak to eradicate us. ”

"As a nobleman, I understand the shame of being occupied by bandits. Weima patted his son on the shoulder: "You have grown up, my son, judging the situation and having self-knowledge is what you need to learn." ”

"Yes, Father. Caice nodded sensibly.

"What about Tim and Luna, what are they doing?"

"Playing over there. ”

Following Caiss's fingers, Weimar turned her head and was on the ridge of the wheat field, recalling the laughter and laughter of Luna, dressed in a long black satin dress, with long, fluffy hair as blue as the sea, a small comb pinned behind her temples on each side, and a sparkling pearl necklace around her neck, which had been given to her by her father on her tenth birthday.

She was playing with her brother, Tim, who was two years older than her, and you were chasing me, and he didn't seem to know anything about the family's predicament. In fact, Weimar and his lover always optimistically tell them that everything is going well and that one day they will return to the royal capital.

Luna rolled up her skirt at her waist, revealing goose-yellow woolen pants, gasping for deerskin boots, dodging Tim's attacks left and right, her scattered blue hair fluttering from time to time, revealing a sharp face, and her cheeks were flushed with sports, extending into her sideburns. The bright gray eyes smiled to complete the crescent, and the laughing flowers condensed to the face, gathering into two cute little dimples.

"Hey, hey, Bad Luna, you just kids, I caught you!" Tim bent over, gasping for breath and looking angry.

"Woolulu......" Luna's little white hands stretched out her mouth, revealing two cute little tiger teeth, and spitting out her ruddy tongue to make a grimace.

"Stupid Luna, this is not what a noble lady should do!" Tim laughed, "When I return to the royal capital, I will definitely make others laugh." ”

Yes, even if they were exiles, their mothers taught them aristocratic etiquette. But Luna, apparently, is a disobedient person.

"I don't care. Luna shook her head, her eyes narrowed into arcs, and she made a smug expression: "What aristocratic etiquette, it's so annoying." Come on, come and get me, or you'll have no share of today's dinner!"

"Don't run!"

Tim screamed and gave chase, and although he was two years older than Luna, he was nowhere near as quick as Luna's quick dodge, always able to dodge dangerously and dangerously.

"You two, don't go too far. "Brother Caice did not forget to tell him from afar.

The two sides chased after me, and Luna's silver bell-like laughter fluttered in the air. But it soon came to an abrupt halt, panting and shouting at Tim, "Wait, pause now!"

"Pause?" Tim didn't care, grabbing her arm, "Why do you say pause." ”

"Look over there!"

Luna gestured to a field of wheat that was being harvested, with serfs hunched over and scythes in hand, and a group of children picking up ears of wheat in the back.

And near the ridge of the field, there was a low cry, and a small child was lying in the wheat stalks, and beside him stood a fierce robber, carrying the child by his feet: "Call you lazy, call you lazy." ”

"Please, sir. I'm so hungry and I don't have the strength. ”

"Hungry, didn't you eat yesterday?"

The robber didn't care about it, and raised his foot viciously.

"Hey, Helper!"

A voice full of justice sounded, and Luna crossed her hands on her waist, puffed out her cheeks, and made an angry look: "I ate yesterday, does it have anything to do with today?"

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