"Poof!" A demon beast covered in scales was slashed by Zheng Shuanglong, and blood splattered out, and sure enough, as Zheng Shuanglong thought, the blood contained golden silk threads, which was a symbol of having the blood of the gods. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at this golden divinity, Zheng Shuanglong smiled with satisfaction, according to the secret method, Zheng Shuanglong collected the divinity on the body of this demon beast, and after Zheng Shuanglong absorbed the divinity on the demon beast, the luster of the blood instantly dimmed.

The divine blood dimmed, and the divinity inherited in the bloodline was transformed by Zheng Shuanglong into the original law mark fragment, a tiny fragment. A fragment that shimmers with a strange brilliance, a piece of priceless shard.

Gently shaking the small fragment in his hand, Zheng Shuanglong breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself with some regret: "It can't go on like this, the algebra of these demon beasts is too much, the divinity contained in the bloodline is too small, and a demon beast of a true god descendant can only condense a little fragment of the law mark, not even one thousandth, less than one ten-thousandth, plus the divinity inherited by different demon beasts is also different, this condensation law mark is even more difficult, a law mark, How many demon beasts do you have to kill to be able to condense a true law mark, it's a little troublesome. ”

In this forbidden area where demon beasts were rampant, Zheng Shuanglong killed for seven hours, and the divinity in the body of the demon beasts absorbed by killing only allowed Zheng Shuanglong to condense six pieces of less than one percent of the law mark, which was the result of Zheng Shuanglong's special killing of certain demon beasts.

Seven hours, six hundredths of a percent, in this way, even if the luck in the future is quite good, killing all the demon beasts with the same divine nature, it will take at least a hundred hours or more to be able to condense a complete law imprint. However, Zheng Shuanglong had less than seventy-two hours, no, it should be said that it was less than seventy hours.

After this slight calculation, Zheng Shuanglong was a little regretful, regretting that in three days, it is estimated that he could not even condense a complete law mark, which is a little headache.

A completed law mark can cultivate a true god with good luck, while an incomplete law mark is much more difficult to cultivate a true god.

The most important thing is that by killing the descendants of the true gods, condensing their divinity, and finally forming the law mark, this is the only and most likely opportunity to practice, out of the battlefield of the old and new gods, out of the confrontation of the old rulers, out of this great Western continent, how can there be a chance to find so many demon beasts with the bloodline of the gods, and no one cares, they can be killed and absorbed at will.

Zheng Shuanglong, who was a little depressed in his heart, gently knocked on his head and temporarily put down the killing of those demon beasts. A few incomplete law imprints were not worth Zheng Shuanglong's precious time in them.

To be honest, if Zheng Shuanglong set up a star array and let go of the killing, as long as it does not cause a beast tide, it is still possible to condense the completed law imprint.

However, Zheng Shuanglong is not a joke of the chaotic camp, this kind of death-defying thing, Zheng Shuanglong still will not do it, after all, this is the Great Western Continent, and it is the place where the old rulers led by Nyarrathotep compete with the Atlantean civilization. Causing too much commotion, that is really a good death.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Shuanglong pondered whether to go to those demon beasts whose bloodlines were closer to the previous generations of true gods, although these demon beasts were very strong because of the purity of their bloodlines, their strength was good, and their strength was very strong, and the powerful ones could even be compared to the messengers of light in Atlantis, and it was more troublesome to deal with the old dominators, however, they were difficult to start, it did not mean that the eggs they laid, and their cubs were difficult to start.

The most important thing is that the divinity of these demon beasts whose bloodlines are relatively close to their ancestors is quite sufficient, and if they attack and kill more than twenty of them, as long as their luck is not very bad, they can probably condense a law mark. Coupled with the godhead delivered by Cthulhu, a true god is proper.

This huge benefit made Zheng Shuanglong a little impulsive. Finance is moving.

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Just when Zheng Shuanglong was attacking and killing those demon beasts on the Great Western Continent, Naiya Latotip, who was also a top-level existence among the old rulers, was troubled.

Nyarlathotep, who incarnated as a silver-haired petite and cute girl, was not troubled by Zheng Shuanglong's killing of a large number of Tyndalus Hounds and killing a lot of lower-level independent races and higher-ranking independent races.

Since ancient times, chaos has been funny, chaos camp, anything can happen, if there is no Naiyala Totip's constraints, it is also a common thing to fight and kill yourself, Zheng Shuanglong's little bit of killing, compared to those killings among the old rulers in the chaos camp, it is really drizzle, and it is not worth caring about at all.

After all, Nyaratotip is one of the giants of the old dominators. He is one of the supreme triumvirate of the Cthulhu gods. The inferior independent race, the upper independent race, the lower servant race, the upper servant race, these little things are not worth her care about at all.

If it weren't for the Atlantean civilization in the Order camp, Nyaratotip wouldn't even have these crumbs in her eyes. After all, Nyara Totip, with great power, is also a member of the chaotic camp, and it is still a rather terrifying part.

The only thing that can really make Nyaratotip care about is the confrontation with the camp of order. Whether it is a confrontation in the main world or a confrontation in this game world, as long as you defeat the order camp, you can bring considerable pleasure to Nyaratotip, and you can suppress the Atlantean civilization, which makes Nyaratotip feel a sense of satisfaction.

However, this sense of satisfaction quickly faded, and now in the chaotic camp, both the chaotic good camp and the chaotic evil camp have a depressed feeling.

Since ancient times, chaos has been comical, and since ancient times, love has been dead.

And this death is the most headache for Neyaratotip, and it is precisely because of this death that Neyaratotip's plan, the great plan, died in this way.

Originally, Nyarlathotep had a great plan. A great plan for Naiarathotep to be able to satisfy with laughter.

Order and chaos have been opposed since ancient times. Unfortunately, after many collisions and confrontations, in the end, it was the Order faction that won, and in the multiverse, the Order faction gained higher authority, so the chaos camp was restricted.

This made Nyarlathotep very dissatisfied, and the gods of the chaotic camp were quite dissatisfied.

The world is so big, I want to see it.

This is understandable, but this point is completely a joke for the evil gods of the defeated chaotic camp, a joke that cannot be opened, among them, except for a few less, are imprisoned in the kingdom of God, in this case, not to mention going to see, going to walk, even out of their own kingdom of God are restricted.

Chaos is the nature of the chaos camp, and the chaotic evil gods who are confined to the kingdom of God, not to mention releasing their nature, even to convey their own existence, they must borrow from other living beings. What a sad thing to do with the help of other intelligent beings. What a sad thing. How can this be accepted by Nyaratotip, how can the old rulers, how can these restricted dead old dominators be recognized.

In terms of strength, the power of the evil gods of the chaos camp is no worse than the power of the gods of the order camp, in terms of age, the universe began in chaos, and chaos is chaos, it is the original chaos, and the evil gods born because of chaos are much greater than the gods of order.

In this case, how can the evil gods who have witnessed the birth of the universe, the places of the world, the evil gods who have witnessed too many chaotic camps, and the evil gods who do not admit defeat at all, accept to be bound and defined by the fate of evil. Revolt has existed since the beginning.

Nyaratotip disagreed, did not accept the fate of their chaotic evil gods, and therefore, she was calculating, and had been waiting, waiting for the opportunity to rebel.

And the opening of this game life competition, this redistribution of the interests of the multiverse, this agreement on the plan to run through the high-latitude world, and this redistribution of the cosmic authority this time is the opportunity of the chaotic camp, and it is the opportunity that Nyarrathotep has been waiting for. The time for revenge on the Order.

Before the start of the Game of Life Competition, even the wise Nyaratotip had too many limitations, too many things that could not be done.

However, at the moment when the game begins, anything is possible, even if Nyaratotip's own possibilities are not high, but the possibilities of the agent are infinite.

When choosing an agent, when the agent plays, he will inevitably experience countless different worlds, whether it is the illusory realm, the small world, the middle world, or the large world, or the main world, or the high-latitude world, these agents will inevitably experience, as long as the agent experiences these worlds, spread chaos and fear in the world, of course, it is best to spread the chaos and fear of the Cthulhu Mythos, when many worlds are infected by chaos and fear, the authority of the multiverse will naturally slowly fall to the chaos camp. It is not impossible to break free from the confines of the gods of order.

The multiverse begins with chaos and will eventually become chaotic, as long as chaos is sprinkled on all worlds, all the problems that plague the evil gods of chaos will no longer be a problem.

However, the plan is good, and the chosen agent is bad. There are too many comics in the chaotic camp, and the vast majority of comics are naturally comics. How far can the vast majority of those who are accustomed to death be able to go in this dangerous game of life, this is really not an optimistic number.

In just two games, the two most basic regional trials have not yet ended, and the agents of the various chaotic camps are almost dead.

After all, in the game life competition, once you die, you will inevitably die, and you will have three chances to quit in a row. None of them can save these deadly experts. Those who deserve to die, those who are going to die, those who will die, will naturally die.

And the death of the chosen agents of these chaotic camps, this group of gamers, has pitted Nayarathotep so miserable, after all, no matter how great the plan, there is no executor. It's all a joke. Thinking of this, Nyaratotip was quite unpleasant, very unpleasant.

There is no way to get to the end, there is no way to gain access to the multiverse, and there are not enough players to act as agents, and there is no way to spread chaos and fear in the multiverse.

After all, there are countless illusory realms, and there are almost countless small worlds, and there are many middle worlds, and the large worlds are not rare for the multiverse, and the main world is restricted. It is more difficult for the high-latitude world to spread chaos, and even if it does, it is unknown how many of them can be fed back to the chaos evil god.

And now that the Game of Life Contest is reopened, there are really not many worlds that Nyara Totip, or the Cthulhu God System can infect on its own.

Nyaratotip can incarnate thousands of worlds, and can spread chaos and fear in countless worlds at the same time, the chaos and fear of the Cthulhu Mythos, but there are not many worlds that Neyaratopep can enter and can be allowed to enter.

Without enough good players, Neyaratotip's plan is a joke, a big joke, and this joke, even if Nyaratotip fights the Atlantean civilization that oppresses the order camp in this small world, it can't make up for it.

In Nayarathotep's heart, the fire is quite strong.

If it weren't for the fact that a few not too reliable players might be able to join the Cthulhu god camp here, perhaps Nyaratotip, who has a lot of fire in his heart, would have gone berserk into a full-scale war with the Atlantean civilization and destroyed the Great Western Continent.

"Roar!" A vicious roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, the wind and clouds on the entire Great Western Continent changed color, and a huge flame bird flew through the sky, where it swept over, the air was burning, and the space was boiling, at this time it roared again and again, and the mountains and forests were shaken.

This flame bird is a descendant of the ancient Vermilion Bird Divine Beast, and the relationship is not very far away, and the adult is a demon beast that has surpassed the terrifying realm of the true god. At the same time, he is also one of the overlords of the demon beasts on the Great Western Continent.

However, it was such a hegemon, but it was torn apart by Nyara Totip. The little white hand cut through the flame and inserted it into the flame bird's body, forcibly extracting its divinity.

Just such a flame bird, the divinity contained far exceeded those demon beasts killed by Zheng Shuanglong before.

Soon, the flame bird turned into flames and fell, and Nyaratotip's pretty face, which held the imprint of the embodied law of divinity and the spiritual imprint of the embodiment of the divine personality, showed a little excitement. (To be continued.) )