"Why, you weren't like that before?" The beauty muttered, let go, and seemed to be caught up in a memory.

Daughter of Styx, after the Dead Nation...... Speaking of these titles, most people are very unfamiliar. Because the one qiē of the dead country is taboo, people know very little. Apart from the Grim Reaper, the Dead Country does not have any transcendent beings that are known for it. However, if you mention another title of the Queen of Death: the Mother of Damnation. Well, this must be known to everyone.

Mother of Damned, she is the true god that must be mentioned in all curse-type star sacrifice rituals.

Some poison alchemists also worship the Mother of Damnation.

Everyone believes that the Mother of Damnations is a collection of evil substances. She knows how to 'do evil' and loves sinners who are evil. All criminals who are plotting to harm others will ask the Mother of Damned in advance to protect the successful evil action, escape after the failure of the refuge, and take care of the death of the refuge...... They don't know if the Mother of Damned has responded, they just believe that the Mother of Damned will respond.

Dunant knows what the Mother of the Damned is.

Now he knew better: the Mother of the Damned was not capable of responding to these 'believers'. Because she failed, betrayed her husband, and stole the power of death...... As a result, she was also reduced to the upper echelons, and was rejected or suppressed by the true gods of the upper peak. She can 'hear' the pleas of the wicked, but she is powerless to grant their desires.

"It's not in your nature to rely on others." Dunant said suddenly.

At this sentence, the beauty's eyes were bright.

Then it went dark.

Whispering: "That's right. The mourners are likewise 'weakling' who want to rely on others, if not. The mourning family does not need to rely on external forces to calculate the 'same source'. Tower of the Gods...... Perhaps, there is nothing wrong with the craftsman...... Essentially, living beings are inherently divided into three, six, nine, and so on. Even if it's the same race. There is also useless waste with extraordinary genius. Distinguishing them and sheltering them is a necessary means. ”

"Without the Tower of the Gods, you would have long since 'lost zài'." Dunant said.

Hearing this, the beauty's eyes turned even redder.

A qiē evil condensation...... She has everything in her endowment, but there is nothing that makes people feel warm.

"The mourners understand."

Long.

The beauty looked up and smiled at Dunant, "Blaming others for the fault is just the act of the weak. The unwillingness to mourn the family. The complaints of the mourning family and the loneliness and helplessness of the mourning family are also their own misunderstandings. If the mourning family is strong enough, the dead country will not be in the hands of others. ”

Dunant smiled, "Oh. Now you're going to fight me for a soul sacrifice? ”

The beauty wrapped her arms around Dunant's neck again and said, "No, fate has linked you to the mourning family, and we are inseparable. The mourners also possess the godhead of death. No soul sacrifice is required. Lord God. You have the Grim Reaper Divine Lineage, and you also recognize that the Mourning Family is part of the Dead Country, and we will one day mingle with each other. As much power you have now, the mourning family will have as much power, so the mourning family will only do their best to help you grow. ”

Dunant was slightly strange.

The Mother of Damned was born in the River Styx, is she the prototype of the 'Ten Thousand Souls Sword', the first assistant of the Craftsman God?

The craftsman forged the Ten Thousand Souls Sword according to the Mother of Damned?

"What do you want to say?" Dunant asked.

"Give me freedom." The beauty sighed lightly, and said, "Lord God." As long as you don't keep me in prison, the mourners will help you like a wife. For the revival of power. The Mourners have created 'Cursed Battlefields' in all the realms of the Tower of the Gods. In terms of intelligence, the mourning family knows more than the god lord, and the mercenaries and thieves are all collaborators of the mourning family. ”

"Oh, you're ......" Dunant reached out and found that the person in front of him was 'alive'.

"Of course. The mourners possess countless bodies, all of which are 'complete' gifts from mercenaries and thieves. Lord God, do you think these are puppets made of blood? You should feel that there is also a soul in the body of the mourner. They gave the mourning family slave corpses and alien beauties, and the mourning family gave them worthless weapons and treasures, which was a fair trade. The Mother of the Curse laughed.

Dunant couldn't laugh.

Speaking of weapons and treasures, the dead country that once plundered the craftsman god did have countless hands on it.

To the true gods, these gadgets are nothing.

"Mother of the Damned, do you know what a wife is supposed to do?" Dunant lifted the beauty's face and smiled.

The beauty was slightly stunned.

At this time, all the beauties next to him smiled, like a thousand flowers blooming.

"Lord God, do you like this kind of 'meaningless' communication? The Mourning Family was born out of the River Styx, and in itself does not have the ability to help the Lord Divine 'multiply' race. Even if they succeed in reproducing with the help of their current bodies, the caste will not have the talent and ability to mourn the family. Slowly, the beauty faded away from the tulle, revealing a bewitching body with peaks and peaks.

As a condensation of a qiē evil substance, the Mother of Damned naturally has 'that' endowment.

"If you like it, I will welcome it." The beauty exhaled like an orchid, obviously looking shy, but she was unusually bold to stretch her white legs and put on a blood-pumping pose.

When it comes to this kind of journey, Dunant doesn't need to be polite.

Because of the relationship between the Grim Reaper's divine vein, the two have been 'connected to the same origin'. Everyone knows that in the future, they can only help each other, otherwise they will only drag each other down. The Mother of the Damned had been imprisoned and closed up before, and had only seen and heard of this kind of reproductive exchange. It can also be said that the previous generation of the Grim Reaper did not care about this reproduction plan at all, he only valued his own survival and did not need future generations. He was also too concerned about the Mother of the Damned, and he didn't even look at the queen of the gods.

At this moment.

The Mother of the Damned was also overwhelmed by Dunant's invasion.

Gradually.

When pain turned to pleasure, the Mother of the Damned quickly became intoxicated. The River Styx washes countless souls, and the Mother of the Damned has countless memories. Soon, she began to take the initiative to take on a new pose, welcoming and satisfying her emptiness. This combination of communication makes it easier for her to feel the other's existence, rather than loneliness and emptiness.

"Again." No matter how heroic the heart of the beauty is, her body is completely defeated. A warrior with a divine body. Dunant's 'combat power' has also been infinitely enhanced. Even if you are really 'tired', you can return to normal in a blink of an eye.

Merely.

The Mother of the Curse is invincible alone, she has another ...... No. Countless other 'self'. One person was defeated, and soon another person went into battle.

At this time, Dunant had a bit of a taste.

There is a kind of 'that' character in front of the person, and at this moment it is the rhythm of untidying.

"Come on, then."

You're welcome, Dunant continues to attack hard. He was well aware that the Mother of the Damned now loved to be abused, and she prayed for abuse. As the future god of the dead country, Dunant certainly had to assert his authority. When the racial beauty is on herself, she is happy. Dunant also had a feeling that he had learned badly. The mother of the curse is born to be a bad person. It's just that she begged to be abused, and Dunant was happy to teach her a lesson. so that she can know what a manly husband is.

I don't know how long it took.

On the giant jade throne, the Mother of Curses was like a cat lying obediently in Dunan's arms, with an intoxicated expression.

The flower gallery next to the table under the seat, each with countless beauties sleeping sweetly.

There is no winner in this 'battle'. It's just that the two madmen are tied. At this moment. A wave of pride suddenly rose in Dunan's heart: in the chaotic universe, there are countless great powers, and he can abuse the cursed mother of the origin god like this, and it seems that he is the only one. Whether you are living as a human being or as a god, the most important thing is to be able to grasp the present.

Higher domains, who knows what?

Who knows what will happen in the days ahead?

If you can't grasp it now. Why fight for the future. Holding sesame seeds and looking at watermelon, this is an unrealistic madman's rhapsody, right?

"What are you thinking?" Mother of the Damned turns sideways. Find a comfortable position and continue to lie still.

"Do you want to see those people I sue you?" Dunant whispered.

"Not for now."

The Mother of Damned has always been a natural god, and even if she loses a qiē, she is still a part of the Dead Nation: "Except for Lunar Mirage Alberion, the rest of the people are only mortals." Nie Xingsu and Li Hongli are not bad, the master of the sword and the transcendent twins, that will not be interesting until later. The mourning family doesn't want them to know now, which saves them from pressure and affects their current practice. ”

Dunant snorted.

The last Grim Reaper was a 'mortal' who ascended to the top, but overwhelmed the Mother of Damned to power. Therefore, the Mother of Curse did not look down on the Silver Leaf Group, but only felt that this kind of 'god-man distance' should not be too close, otherwise it would form a bad pressure.

"Lord God, there is a worrying existence in your soul and soul sea that worries the mourning family, what is it?"

"I don't know, a strange beast with tiger heads, horns and eagle wings. It is a very difficult existence to understand, and it can 'hurt' people just by feeling a corpse, and it doesn't care about dragons and titans. I was able to use the power of the Dragon Ancestor in small portions, and it didn't react at all. I feel like I can't use this body by force, and I can't exert any power. ”

"It hasn't approved the Lord Divine yet?" The Mother of the Curse was slightly stunned.

"Nope."

"Even if the Lord of the Gods has the divine vein and divine power?"

"Even if I have theocracy." Dunant nodded slightly. After possessing the craftsman's divine power, he paid special attention to the reaction of the strange beast, and the result was: no reaction. In addition to trying to cultivate to a thousand star level, it paid a slight attention to it, and then ...... There is no then. Obtaining divine veins and divine power seems to be a kind of 'unprofessional' thing for it, similar to the powerful people hunting for treasure and entertaining themselves.

The first generation of Yan?

At this time, the two of them said the same term at the same time, and they were not sure in their hearts. Both of them are very clear: the above true gods are not the first generation of Yan clan! Because except for the Titans, basically no one has seen the first generation of Yan. It is even said that some people suspect that the first generation of the Yan clan was 'imagined' by the Titans.

After all, except for the Five Ancestors of the Dragon and the Titans, even the True Gods had not seen the first generation of the Yan Clan.

According to the Titans.

They were like a group of passing travelers, crossing the limits of the Nine Domains without any restrictions, and passing through the Tower of the Gods without restrictions. In complete disregard of the craftsman's 'protection mechanism', he abused the Titans with inexplicably powerful power. When these things happen, the true gods above are not yet conscious. After that, there was no trace of it.

Go directly to the lower level.

It's not that the above true gods can't do it, but they must be limited by the wall of steel wheels. The first generation of Yan people did not believe it...... They ignore this law.

"Soul Sacrifice ......"

From the Mother of the Damned, Dunant 'took' back the soul sacrifice of the primeval gods.

Only then did he understand that this primeval divine power did not have much effect. Soul sacrifice is able to devour the dead, thus gaining knowledge of the deceased. Its most important function is that the living can also make sacrifices and ask for the gift of death. Most likely, Dunant doesn't yet have the Grim Reaper theocracy, and doesn't even have the Grim Reaper Godhead like the Mother of the Damned. In principle, he himself did not have the 'power' to bless these sacrificers.

Of course.

The sixth Death Vein is generated, and Dunant also has the ability to stay in the Dead Country for a long time.

That's it.

The 'safety' of the people of the Silver Leaf Regiment has increased a hundredfold. Unless they are killed by some unimaginable divine power, Dunant has the ability to temporarily preserve their souls as long as they fall back to the Dead Kingdom. When he has the divine power of death, he can resurrect them at any time. Moreover, although this resurrection does not preserve the divine power, it can perfectly preserve their memories and talents.

Even if you accidentally fall into the River Styx, there is the Mother of Damned to help guard and take care of it.

At this moment, Dunant really has the best foundation to compete with the great powers above.

"The mourners have given you access to the Styx Gardens. Lord God, remember to come back when you have time, and take good care of the mourning family. "The Mother of the Damned has handed over another primeval might, the Golden Tripod. When I was leaving, I didn't forget to tell Dunan, looking like a seductive enchantress who longed for pampering. She loved this pleasure, and more importantly, she was afraid of this loneliness.

"Definitely." Dunant caressed the beautiful woman and assured her like never before.

"We still have countless time, Lord God, don't rush forward. The great achievements of countless generations of craftsmen have steadily maintained the major layers. As long as you have a good foundation, the strong will surely crush the clouds. "The Mother of the Damned knew Dunant's power and was careful to signal. The enemies of the previous generation of the Grim Reaper are no match for them head-on.

"I know. This period of time to charge up will not be too long. Dunant smiled confidently.

There are countless ways to grow quickly, and he knows a myriad of them.

The safest thing is the Star Festival ceremony. (To be continued......)