Mad God Society.

The president, who had just finished the call, frowned.

Since He Lin began to act, the entire Kaku Empire has begun to be in turmoil.

In the end, it is a huge plan that has been prepared for more than 2,000 years, and if they are aware of it, I am afraid that their mad gods will be wiped out silently.

Looking at the conference hall, lying on the sofa in various postures chewing gum, swiping his mobile phone, watching the news and the size of the [Ten Swords], he felt that one head was two big.

The only thing that made him happy was that in [Ten Swords], the second and third swords, who had a bad relationship, seemed to have happened a few days ago, and suddenly became harmonious, and now they are still sitting on a sofa and playing mobile games online together.

Although it is not a proper job, as long as it can be done at a critical moment.

However, He Mu's business, they can't do it, and they need the technical department in the meeting to communicate with the alien brothers.

Therefore, he was just passing by in a hurry, and a few people from the Ten Swords saluted him, and they were more attention-grabbing.

The president, although he is the existence with the highest status in the Mad God Society, the status of the Ten Swords, from a historical perspective, is on an equal footing with the president.

It's just that it has developed to this day, and it has gradually become the existence of the second class of the Mad God Society, and the power in the association is only under the president.

When the president left, Erjian and Sanjian continued to whisper, as if discussing something.

"Mending the knife, I think if you go to [Final Mountain] to mend the knife, one may slip through the net, but there are thousands of them, and you can always get one right!"

"It's all said that don't be impatient, the strength of the two of us hasn't gone sideways in the dungeon yet. After all, there are eight characters like us hanging around. ”

"Killing those [Final Mountain] suppressed walking corpses, what kind of strength is needed, at most it is just a little sensation. Anyway, the task of [End of the Era] has begun, and it is estimated that the entire dungeon world will usher in a major earthquake soon, and we will destroy the end of the mountain, which can be regarded as a small fight at most. ”

"You said it's [soon], and now there hasn't been any big movement in the dungeon world, so let's not be too out of line."

"Why are you so brainless?

Come to think of it, no one on our team has a [weird] entry, right? That must be the other side.

And as soon as it comes out, the copy will be raised to this copy strength.

Think about what kind of dungeon strength we used to have, the strength of the fifth-level Dingtian and the sixth-level dungeon were almost wiped out, this time directly facing the seventh-level dungeon strength, it must be a strong person on the white team's side!

The strong will generally set limits in the system. So I boldly speculate that that strong man was sealed in [Final Mountain], and now he can't move! Let's go to [Final Mountain] to mend the knife now, it's okay to guess wrong, guess right, that is to win the first prize! ”

He made so much sense that I was speechless.

Sanjian hesitated and asked, "Even if what you said is right, how can the immortal body of the mutant be solved?" ”

"Haven't figured it out yet? Quests have appeared! It shows that the damage between the player and the player is the real damage, and if you die, you can't be resurrected! The Mutant's abilities only work against NPCs! ”

"This ...... You're just speculating......"

"At least that's a possibility, don't hesitate, come with me to do something!"

"Okay then...... Let's go and do a wave of things, but then we have to do this in a low-key way, and it's best not to attract the attention of others. ”

"No problem!"

That night, the second and third swords in the [Ten Swords] of the Mad God Society temporarily left the Mad God Society.

After some time, rumors began to appear in [Final Mountain] that the imprisoned prisoners were missing.

……

Alien.

On wet dirt soil.

Fang Yi was squatting.

And it's been squatting for a long time.

Because he's looking at a grass.

A green plant that grows on a strange planet, grass.

This grass is different from ordinary grass.

It has the head of a mouse.

That's right, the grass that grows out of the ground actually weaves complex green rat heads.

It's like a joke made by a master artist, and it has an eerie appeal.

Fang Yi had been staring at the grass for two hours.

He was very sure that this rat head on the grass was the rat head of the black rat in his last dungeon!

In the last dungeon, he killed tens of thousands of black rats, and he is very familiar with the structure of this creature.

So at a glance, it can be seen that the part of this grass that grows on it is automatically compiled into the image of a rat's head, which is a black mouse!

The question is...... Why is there a weed on this strange planet that weaves the shape of a black rat's head?

Doesn't it mean that the black rat is almost extinct and has completely become a little black rat in the laboratory.

Why is there such a weed growing here?

It's really intriguing.

If it's a wild weed, the meaning behind it is terrifying.

If it is artificially cultivated...... That's even more complicated.

Cultivating plants on such a planet shows that people have thought about putting down roots on this planet.

It turned out that there was only such a weed left, and nothing else, it must have been on this planet, something had happened.

Even an immortal like a mutant feels that he can't survive on this planet.

It was getting dark.

Tightening his clothes, Fang Yi felt the cold.

But he didn't think much of it, reached out and tried to pull out the rathead.

The next moment, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he found that his body became stiff, and the movement of his hand became very slow.

It was like freezing, barely able to move.

It was only for a moment that Fang Yi realized.

Temperature...... In a fast descent!

Looking up at the sky, the sun's rays were gradually blocked by the earth, and there was no way to shine on the planet.

The temperature, that is, when the sunlight begins to fade, suddenly plummets.

The speed of descent was too fast, too urgent, and even Fang Yi didn't react.

Obviously, more than ten seconds ago, I didn't feel cold.

Now it's extremely difficult to even move.

The exhaled breath is directly atomized, and even the solid flower directly forms a cloud of ice in mid-air and falls to the ground.

Fang Yi's face changed slightly, and he quickly held his breath, wanting to run and find a warm place.

As a result, he was unable to move, and his body was congealed with thick ice cubes.

Each cold wind blew through it, increasing the thickness of the ice cubes on his body by one layer.

Fang Yi could see and hear, but he was frozen to death in the heavy ice, unable to perform any other operations.

I could only let time pass, the ice was thicker, and even my vision was obscured, and I couldn't see anything, only a white patch.

Hail rain falls, blizzards ...... It's coming.

Extremely cold temperature difference...... No wonder the deviants abandoned the planet.

In this case, even for the undead deviants, they would never be used as a place to live unless they were in extreme circumstances.

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