Chapter 625 – The Tree and the Protoss

"These are the ...... Nature is not a sacred tree. Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"These trees are all ordinary trees in the Terran world. It itself looks slightly grayish, but as the bark falls...... or artificially cut off, it will become more and more snow-white. Of course, this kind of tree doesn't change the practice in any way."

"The first thing Michael did when he returned to White City was to drive the entire Protoss throughout the world to find this tree and transplant it here. And then ...... It is the bark of this tree that is artificially cut off and makes it as white as the sacred tree of 10,000 years ago."

Elmadi laughed to herself, "Can you imagine?"

"There are thousands of Protoss, and each of them is an existence that knows the law. But he is doing this kind of tree cutting work like a robot. That picture...... How terrible it is."

Elmadi's hands trembled unconsciously as if he were thinking about something terrible.

You Long and Zeus looked at it, as if they saw that under these thousands of trees, there were all handsome gods, with wooden expressions, cutting off the bark again and again.

"That was the day I left the White City and the Protoss. I know, Michael has gone mad. He will die with the Protoss, along with the whole world."

"I can't let him do that."

"So even if it is righteous and intolerable, I will stop him."

Listening to Elmati's slightly resolute voice, Zeus and the dragon were silent.

"Ouch ouch...... It's heartbreaking."

The sound seems to come from all directions, and it is difficult to capture the source of the sound.

Zeus snorted coldly, and the snort just sounded like a wave of anger: "The one who hides his head and shows his tail."

"Don't worry, don't worry, you can see me as you keep walking. As a boss, the final boss of the game, this is also the right thing to do. I just couldn't help but open my mouth when I heard my lovely offspring say something that hurt me so much."

You Long had been in contact with Michael and knew that he had become a chatter because he had been trapped for 10,000 years and had almost gone insane. Thinking of this, he subconsciously remembered the scene where Ruan Bi'er stood in front of him. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and his steps sped up by a few points.

"How can a little doll like you know how to talk about nostalgia?" Michael's voice came in an old-fashioned voice: "The glory of the Protoss ten thousand years ago, how can you know that this little doll with the Protoss is hidden like a mouse."

Elmadi sneered, "At least it's alive. You're just destroying the whole world with you."

Michael's voice screamed, "I'll just say you know a piece of! Who said it would be destroyed! It is the world that will be destroyed, and we will not destroy it!"

Al Madi frowned when he heard this: "When the world is destroyed, everything in the world will be destroyed with it, this is common sense."

Michael's voice snorted, "I'll just say you're immature. Since the world is destroyed, even if we are physically destroyed, our spirit remains. Where is the word of destruction?"

"He's crazy." Ye Cheng was very frank.

This Michael is like a mad man, who has lost his normal logical ability, and just wants to destroy everything.

As they walked forward, the white carpet came to an end.

At the end, there is a snow-white throne.

Around its throne stood bare, snow-white trees.

Michael sat on it, smiling like a child, and said, "You are welcome to die!"

…………

The dice fall in the hand, which is facing upwards.

It's like the hole cards are revealed.

The three dots are arranged on it in a zigzag pattern.

Three words.

A bubble erupts from the dice, enveloping Raphael.

Gao Jin, who had returned to his original appearance, smiled and said, "Then please stay here for a while."

He tossed the dice in his hand: "My rule is to gamble. I'm betting with you, if the dice come out with a one or a six, I'll be stuck in it. But two, three, four, five, it's time to trap you."

Raphael still looked at him calmly: "Not only that? You are a natural awakened person of the law, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a coercive effect. Forcing people to bet with you is a coercive ability that cannot be achieved even if you are perfect."

"I know that I can't help Mistress Raphael." Gao performed the ritual of the Protoss, and he has been mixed with the Protoss for the past four years, and then he has been reporting to the Terrans in a mysterious way. Otherwise, the casualties of the Terrans will only be greater.

And in the past four years, he has also learned a lot from the middle school gods, and even those etiquette actions are imitated so perfectly.

"Human, stop your insulting imitation!" Raphael shouted angrily, and his body shone brightly. It's just that Gao Jin's gambling word law is a space-cutting confinement for him, and as the successor of Mr.Game, Gao Jin's use of the law is already quite clever.

The operation of power has always been relative.

This imprisoned gambling method is very risky.

The dice have six sides, although it only accounts for two-quarters of the chance, but for the average strong person, it is never to choose such a power. Although such a force is strong, it has a great uncontrollable situation, and for them, the power that is completely controlled in their hands, even if it is weak, is better than this uncontrollable but strong and unstable force, at least there will be no accidents.

For example, if Gao Jin threw one or six, then he would be directly trapped and stared, and could only watch Raphael chase after You Long and the others.

However, trading with this risk is a powerful space-cutting confinement.

Directly cutting the space for imprisonment and sealing is not a prison, so Zeus was trapped in it at the beginning, and he could only wait for the time to come.

…………

I saw Raphael stretch out his hand.

Whoosh whoosh ......

It was as if there were countless wind-breaking sounds, but the wind-breaking sound only sounded in Raphael's ears, but Gao Jin couldn't hear it. Gao Jin was also dumbfounded: "Are you crazy? If you insist on getting out of the space like this, you will be injured by the turbulence of the space!"

It's not as simple as getting hurt.

No matter how strong the body of the Protoss is, in front of the cutting of the spatial turbulence, Raphael's strong hand stretching out the space has been cut off. It's just that the location of the severed arm is constantly lit up with green light, and the Holy Healer's rebirth ability directly makes his arm grow slowly.

The arm that had just grown, Raphael reached into the spatial turbulence again.

Broken again, stretched again.

He is like an immortal Xiaoqiang, constantly interfering with the space that has been cut.

This is not in vain, the countless broken arms in exchange for the space and time that have been cut out are rapidly consumed. Gao Jin was stunned to find that the space confinement that could have been trapped for at least three hours could only be trapped for about fifteen minutes under Raphael's lifeless interference.

"You guy......" Gao Jin also looked at Raphael speechlessly, but Raphael was expressionless, as if the arm that was constantly being twisted was not his. In fact, his scoundrel's undead style of play naturally needs to be constantly tempered. He has been in the world for 10,000 years, and his training to endure pain has reached the extreme. Even if he wants to tear off his arm, I'm afraid he won't blink his eyes more.

Raphael looked at Gao Jin very seriously: "When I come out, you will die."