But the mutated creatures in the magic capital have too many traces of artificiality. Humans, self-righteous creatures, always think that they can create gods, but there is a high probability that they will release the devils in hell.

"You can also find bread and biscuits here. Outside in the countryside... You can only eat dirt. Liu Mian said.

He stretched out his hand, his fingers slid over the glass window behind the curtain, and then covered his mouth in horror, "Worm! ”

Pointing from the tip of the hand, an unfamiliar shape of a beetle flew from afar, and smashed into the glass window, it was about the length of a finger, with many tiny burrs on its eight slender legs, and many white dots on its brown skin. Teardrop-shaped ......

"When the Doomsday Comes, I Kicked the Scumbag" Chapter 93 The crash is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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