One man and one god were relatively silent, and Wren had nothing to say: "Your army is very strong. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Of course." The Blood Killing King's words were tinged with pride: "My army is the number one in the Three Realms!" ”

"The Three Realms?" Wren asked tentatively, "The Demon Realm, the Human Realm, and the God Realm?" ”

The Blood Killing King didn't speak, just nodded in affirmation.

"According to observation, all the monsters I have come into contact with have no reproductive organs." Speaking of the army, Wren suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask: "Why are they so large if they can't be reproduced?" ”

"There is a Creation Tree in each of the two worlds of gods and demons, and they will automatically absorb the souls of the dead in the human world, convert them into life energy, and randomly make them into species unique to the two worlds of gods and demons." The Blood Killing King opened his mouth to explain, "Monsters cannot be reproduced, they are all generated by life energy. They don't die of old age, they can only die in battle, and they naturally accumulate a lot over hundreds of millions of years. "In fact, if it weren't for the constant wars in the Demon Realm, I'm afraid the number of monsters would have reached saturation long ago. The Demon Monarch constantly waged wars, on the one hand, to fight for power and territory, and on the other hand, to limit the excessive growth of the number of monsters. Although the land of the Demon Realm is extremely vast, there is also a limit to the number of offerings, and once the number of monsters exceeds this limit, it will bring a lot of trouble.

After listening to the Blood Killing King's explanation, Wren was visibly surprised: "You mean, these monsters were all human beings in their previous lives? ”

"It's not just humans." Seeing Wren's shocked face, the Blood Killing King let out a laugh: "Animals, plants, as long as they are living beings, the Tree of Creation can absorb their souls and make new species. ”

Wren was speechless in shock. If that Tree of Creation could even absorb the souls of animals and plants, how many monsters should there be............... Thinking about it this way, the millions of demon armies are really nothing.

"I've answered many of your questions, and it's time for you to satisfy my curiosity." The Blood Killing King looked at Wren, and the milky white flames in the hollows of his eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliant brilliance. At this moment, Wren felt as if his past memories had become a thick book, for the Blood Killing King to read and flip through. The good side, the bad side, the bright side, and the dark side are all displayed in the eyes of the Blood Killing King, and Wren wants to resist but can't. His body was unable to move, and his mind was feeling the pain of a needle bayonet.

This god is no better than the previous one, and he is also a fellow who does not understand etiquette. Fortunately, he didn't have too much respect for him just now, otherwise Wren would have regretted his death.

Before being flipped through the memory, the conversation between the two was quite pleasant. But don't forget, this person in front of you is definitely not a good person to talk to. He is a demon god, and the strongest and most ferocious of the seven demon gods. His hands were stained with blood, rivers of blood flowed everywhere he walked, mountains of bones piled up under his seat, and there were countless evil legends about the Blood King! If the Blood Killing King were a good talking god, then there would be no wicked people in the world.

"I see, no wonder an old friend will come to your rescue. Hahahaha......... "In just a few breaths, the Blood Killing King had finished reading his memory, stood up, and let out a series of laughs: "Wren, after reading your past and wishes, I appreciate you even more. ”

Wren didn't speak, he clutched his head in severe pain, enduring the violence in his heart, and looked at the Blood King with anger in his eyes. For a guy who snoops on his privacy roughly, Wren hates to break him into pieces!

"Don't look at me like that." The Blood Killing Monarch opened his arms to Wren: "We can have a good talk. Trust me, you will be satisfied with the outcome of this conversation. ”

As time continues to drain, the encirclement formed by the monsters becomes smaller and smaller, and many bold monsters are less than 100 meters away from humans. The remnants of the god's aura were almost gone, and time was running out for humans.

There were only thirteen men and women left on the human side, and the enemy was thousands of monsters, and they had no hope of survival.

The prolonged siege had drained most of the people's fighting spirit, and they were now left with nothing but despair and fear.

The gods exist, but they are not on the side of humans. The previous miracle showed that although hundreds of monsters were gone, it also caused the human side to lose many companions. For this reason, all people did not pray to God for repentance before they died. If the gods are not on their side, what is the use of begging him?

In just twenty minutes, the monster was already close in front of the eyes of the humans, and several monsters had already tried to attack, and then they were blown to pieces by the brilliant magic.

Tears clouded people's eyes, and the remaining men and women let out low sobs. Their eyes were empty, quietly looking at the approaching monsters, but their thoughts returned to the warm and bright human world, and then remembered the voices and smiles of relatives and friends, and recalled those boring but warm daily lives, and the hearts of young men and women were full of nostalgia. If possible, I wish it was just a nightmare..........................

Is what you are looking forward to still not coming? Looking up at the huge red moon in the sky and looking at the approaching monster, Roland sighed, and finally broke off the luck in his heart. He got up and walked in front of Oliveira, his right hand shook slightly, and the tip of the thin sword pressed against the snow-white neck: "Teacher Oliveira, can I help you?" "Roland's meaning is very clear, it is better to die quickly at this time than to be torn apart by monsters.

"Ah, I'm sorry for you." Oliveira's eyes were blank and he replied in a low voice. Her heart is already dead, how can she care about the survival of her body. First the betrayal of the students, and then the tragic death of her sweetheart, Oliveira has long lost interest in living, and death is her best ending. If there is anything that Oliveira can't let go of before he dies, it's that he doesn't know the purpose of that huge beast claw to take Wren's body. With a hint of luck, she hoped that the god would resurrect Wren, and if it did, it would be great...........

"No way!" Medusa saw it at a glance, hurriedly ran to push Roland away, and stood up in front of Oliveira: "You can't kill Oliveira's teacher!" ”

"If she doesn't kill now, she will only suffer more later." Roland looked at the stupid girl in front of him and said lightly. Seeing Medusa, Roland couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. Hundreds of men and women came to this world and fought until the end, and this Medusa is not dead yet, it's incredible to think about it. Those who are stronger than her die, those who are smarter than her die, those who are braver than her die, but the timid and cowardly Medusa lives to the end, and life is as tenacious as a weed. The goddess of fate treats people unfairly, and this girl is obviously her darling.

However, her good fortune seems to have ended there.