Lilac patterned bed tents, velvet quilts, exquisite furniture, soft and thick carpets, and ornate lamps all mark the noble status of the owner.

It's just that at this moment, the strong smell of herbs mixed with the smell of rotting flesh and blood filled the entire room, and the irrepressible and painful coughing sound continued to sound, and no matter how noble the bloodline identity was, it was useless in the face of the epidemic.

No. 09 Zhang Yang looked at the woman on the bed who was half of her body rotting, but she still had a breath left, and shook her head regretfully.

If he could, he really wanted to save this woman, not only because it was his fiancée, but also because he could gain control of most of the entire kingdom just by marrying this woman, which would be an important help to his plan, but now it seems that everything is not necessary.

Walking out of the room, No. 09 Zhang Yang sighed, the criminal clan is cocooning himself, of course, he himself is also cocooning himself.

They all thought that they could use witchfire to guide the Great Droplet to come, but unexpectedly, although the guidance was successful and really temporarily forced back some of the intentions of the 'game' Old God, it also succeeded in attracting the power of the core level of the Great Droplet.

A terrible plague erupted wildly in a matter of days with an unspeakable curse, first polluting the leylines, and then the already crumbling Heavenly Dao degenerated, and the entire Heaven and Earth of the Torture Clan became a playground for the Great Droplets.

Even if it is as strong as a god, it can only survive.

His fiancée, who has been in possession for hundreds of years, was already close to the gods, and now she can't hold it.

As for No. 09 Zhang Yang, he was captured by that unspeakable curse early, if it weren't for the fact that he himself had passivation true spirit particles to suppress the mutations in his body, he would have died a long time ago, no, or he had become a plague spirit under the control of the big droplets!

"I'm probably the unluckiest and the most unsuccessful. ”

With a wry smile, Zhang Yang looked at the royal capital, which was extremely prosperous a few days ago, and now it is a hell on earth.

This huge city has a history of 100,000 years, with two gods sitting on it, and is known as the most infallible of Satre Mango (Criminal language: giant of the earth, in addition, the criminal civilization adopts a kingdom system, and there is no separation between the mundane).

"I don't know what kind of preparation is on the main side? The original plan was to fight for a buffer of 1,000 to 2,000 years, but it only lasted 500 years. ”

No. 09 Zhang Yang sighed, and because the will of the ancient god of the game is suspected to have descended, he has not been in contact with the subject for five hundred years, and he only transmits some information and intelligence in one direction from time to time.

Now, he only needs to complete the last one-way information intelligence, and he can calmly die.

No. 09 Zhang Yang walked slowly, and not far away was full of swollen corpses, but among the corpses, hideous monsters kept crawling out, or simply corpses turned into new monsters.

The sky was overcast, and only a pitch-black vortex remained, as if it was some kind of evil eye, but in fact, it was the Heavenly Dao that had been infected and fallen by the big droplets in the Heaven and Earth of the Criminal Clan.

At this moment, under the control of the will of the big droplet, it is constantly raining poisonous rain and evil winds on this land, destroying and impregnating every surviving creature.

And on the earth, evil and filthy seeds emerge from the dirt, from the corpse water, and thrive, they open their teeth and claws, strange shapes, and constantly sing a strange song that ordinary people cannot hear, this song will drift away with the evil wind, over the mountains, across the rivers, the high walls, the powerful witchcraft, the magic of the law can not be stopped, they will burrow into the soul of any living being, among the true spirits, all the time screaming, roaring, polluting, tearing.

The criminal clan is over.

The flame of civilization from the ancient witch clan is also completely finished.

No. 09 Zhang Yang walked step by step, expressionlessly using a huge hammer to smash all the plague corpses, plague spirits, and plague insects that stood in his way, and the black flesh and blood were like cinders flying one after another, paving a wide runway behind him.

"Boom!"

The street houses in front of them suddenly began to collapse in a large area, and then a dark palm several times larger than the locomotive poked out, but with a force, half of the street collapsed, revealing a burly giant with a height of 100 meters.

"It's you, father-in-law. ”

The corners of No. 09's Zhang Yang's mouth curled, and the one in front of him was the former king, the god of the criminal clan, the igniter of the ancient witch fire, and was once an important partner in Zhang Yang's plan.

When the mutation happened four days ago, Zhang Yang entrusted him to guard their own leylines, after all, for the people of the criminal clan, it didn't matter if the sky fell, but the leylines definitely couldn't be lost.

As a result, it now seems that this future father-in-law has been [fo] impregnated by the power of the big droplet and has completely degenerated.

"So, let's make a decision!"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, he didn't want to run away anymore, and he couldn't beat it, and he didn't expect the main body to take revenge, alas, the life of being a trumpet is a thief!

"Will of the Earth!"

With a low roar, the huge hammer in his hand, which was originally three meters long, lit up with a heavy battle pattern of the ancient witch clan, which was the strongest war pattern on the surface that he had deciphered in the past five hundred years by studying the bloodline inheritance of the ancient witch clan, as long as there was enough power of the leylines to support it, then even a god could lie down.

As for this giant hammer, it was made of two black and white bricks that suppressed luck, and it can be regarded as an artifact.

I think that he relied on this giant hammer and the strongest war pattern on the surface to blow up the father of his fiancée's fiancée who was still arrogant at the time, and thus captured the heart of his stronger fiancée, and then began a brutal and rough marriage proposal, and now in this situation and this scene, he has lost the support of the power of the leylines, so it should be a farewell for himself.

"Witch Magri poisons Allah!"

The former father-in-law, who was 100 meters high, suddenly roared out of the mouth of the fallen god, but it was the words of the ancient witch clan.

Translated it means - surrender to our Lord, offer the true Spirit, and you will have eternal life.

If it weren't for the wrong scene, Zhang Yang would have laughed, what about making a joke about your sister? Such a low-level line will receive a billion times more bad reviews!

Holding a giant hammer, he jumped to a height of thousands of meters, and the will of the war paint on the giant hammer instantly evolved, like a majestic mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The fallen god on the ground suddenly cracked its big mouth, as if it was laughing, no, it was its big mouth that was expanding, and in an instant, it expanded to thousands of square kilometers, and in the big mouth, the rotten breath gushed out!

Before the giant hammer in Zhang Yang's hand could fall, it began to fall like a rotten mushroom, and the war pattern of the earth's will flickered and flickered, ready to be extinguished at any time.

Sighing, Zhang Yang didn't think about dodging, anyway, if he died, then jump in and blow up the true spirit!

And at this moment, a spiritual light lit up, like a golden ray of sunlight piercing the mist, directly enveloping Zhang Yang's mind.

"I'm finally able to connect!"

Zhang Yang almost left tears of excitement.

It only took a thousandth of a second for the subject's consciousness and 09's consciousness to synchronize the information and data.

Then in the next thousandth of a second, 09 Trumpet Zhang Yang knew everything, and he even had the heart to sigh, Qu Yan, the 10,000-year-old, no, 30,000-year-old female supporting role, is finally going to be corrected.

In one second, networking ends.

The main body did not send any huge resources, nor did any power deliver, but just data synchronization was enough.

The giant hammer in his hand was already half rotten, and the chaos - the black and white ancient law was still a little weak in the face of the core pollution of the big droplets, and Zhang Yang's whole person jumped into that giant mouth.

"Plague God Seal!"

Stamping, engraving, all in one go!

A plague god seal that had only completed one-twentieth of the time appeared in front of Zhang Yang, even if the unfinished plague god seal would dissipate in a few minutes, it was enough to severely damage this fallen god.

The golden light exploded, and the color was thousands, instantly destroying the surrounding darkness, and all the filthy shadows could not be hidden!

"Boom!"

A large hole with a diameter of more than a thousand meters was directly melted open by the power of the plague god seal, and Zhang Yang fell intact, while the devastated fallen god jumped into the pit with a wail and fled to the depths of the earth.

"Huh! I can't imagine that in just five hundred years, the main body is so awesome, this plague god seal is really awesome, the plan to punish the heart of the plague god is really bold, hey, Xiao Yan's figure is really good. ”

09 trumpet laughed comfortably, this is really a village with no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright.

Well, what surprised him the most was that Qu Yan's courage would be so big, it was really big!

But then again, Qu Yan has really followed him for more than 30,000 years, all the way to life and death, even if he has some ambitions, but he has never disappointed.

I think he was actually very disgusted at the beginning, when Qu Yan recommended himself for the first time.

"So, Zhang, Bing Chilled Scumbag, Watermelon Delicious, Wooden Spear Rebellion, Pit and Pit Xiang, Do You Eat Deliciously?"

After making fun of himself, Zhang Yang quickly recovered his state, and the main body couldn't come here, so he could only rely on himself to find the core power of the big droplet, and then lock it accurately.

In short, the trumpet serves the main body, and there is nothing wrong with that.