Chapter Seventy-Six: Comedians
"I am the Lord of perfection, I am the body of miracles, I am the beginning and the end, worship me, for I am the new star of hell, the all-powerful savior Dunchimaik Cullen!"
It turned out that this was not a comet at all, but a figure flying at high speed, although the civilians present were at a loss, but it was obvious that the person who came should not be all the way with the king, otherwise they would not have said so, but what the hell is the new star from hell, other words can be understood, but they really don't know the meaning of hell, in their minds, hell is at most a place or organization, and has no other meaning, because their civilization has not yet developed a culture such as reincarnation, it is just forcibly elevated to this point.
"Who are you? How dare you be so rampant, I am the king of this earth, the supreme monarch, I am the master of the world!" the king was furious, he stared at the red figure standing in mid-air with his golden eyes, but the moment he saw the figure clearly, his calmness shattered.
"How is this possible, why, why I can't see through your elements, your composition, your everything!" the king shouted unwillingly, but the majesty he had cultivated over the years was self-defeating, it was a manifestation of the collapse of his self-confidence, and the worldview he had worked so hard to build was shattered.
"No, no, how can the Pupil of God not be able to see through you, this is all fake, fake!" The Golden Pupil emitted an extremely fast golden light towards the people in flight, but it was useless, what was not thoroughly analyzed could not be destroyed by the Pupil of God, he knew very well.
"The Pupil of God, is that what you call the third eye on the top of your head? I seem to have seen this golden pupil somewhere, and you don't need it anymore, so leave it to me to study!"
"Don't make a fuss, you know that this is very tasteless? Primitive people are primitive people, even if the high gods have fallen, let alone you little mortal, what if I can take this golden pupil off, you must know that this thing is not really a divine pupil, but just the eyes of a divine beast created by a god. Deng Qimai looked at the startled king speechlessly, and as the golden pupil was taken out, the king's body dried up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and finally only a layer of skin remained.
"Before you get something, you have to think about whether you are qualified to have it, if you are not qualified, think about what you need to pay, this thing has been squandered by you for more than ten years, and you can't afford to pay for the energy owed by 10,000 of them, originally you can barely suppress it with your supplements in recent years, and now it is taken out by me, then your whole person has to be compensated in an instant, including the soul, how pathetic, how pitiful, a creature confused by desire, this is not what you should have, now as a god, I will take it away, you don't have to thank me, just shout my name three times every morning in the future, that's all, bye." 。 ”
Dunchimai was in a very happy mood, and he was also in the mood to joke with the natives who were pleasing to the eye when he came out to get such a big harvest this time, of course, if only these natives really did it after he left.
"Is this the legendary god? Praise the gods, we are liberated. ”
"It doesn't look like it's any different from us, the same number of shapes of hands and feet, and facial features, do the gods look like us?"
"Wait, what's next? Look, everything the King has given us has turned to dust and gone!" a sharp-eyed civilian screamed as he looked at the arena, monsters, and soldiers that were turning to dust.
"Run, take me by the hand, Hank. ”
"I wish it was just a nightmare today!"
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Carlos didn't know what was happening to the south, all he knew was that the soldiers who had confronted him before had turned to mud in an instant and had fallen back to the ground.
"So these soldiers are magical creatures? It's really magical, are these guys puppets or artificial people?, I didn't see it before, sure enough, my magic literacy needs to be improved, I can't be like ordinary demons who know it but don't know why. The blade turned back into an arm, Carlos looked around in embarrassment, he really thought that these soldiers who were not afraid of death were living people, mainly because these guys had a completely different aura from the wild people, so Carlos subconsciously thought that the humans in this area had different sources of power.
"But this pure energy is very familiar, very similar to divine power, but there seems to be something missing, it is no longer so pure, but mixed with some strange things in it, the gods who wander to this plane?"
"But it's useless to stand still and think too much, isn't there a saying in Xunzi: I meditate all day long, but it's not as great as the harvest of a moment of learning (I try to think all day long, it's better to learn in a moment). That's why practice can produce the truth, just like a card drawing game, no matter how you calculate before drawing, you can't know whether the card you draw is good or bad. Carlos's understanding of this sentence may make Xunzi and his old man so angry that he crawled out of the coffin.
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"Big Harvest, Big Harvest, hehe, I'll go north again and then I'll go back and enjoy the sweet Scarlet Honey Polpie and Blazing Red Wine, it's a little exciting to think about, this time I'll have to drink enough in Maria's tavern." "Dunchimai took out the golden pupil and put it in his hand to play with it, he is really high today, although he has the hell conquest system, but he is not a lord, but a wanderer, just like now, he is from the eastern valley city, where the food culture is famous in the east, of course, the price is not cheap.
As an adventurer (as he calls himself), he believes that saving money is a complete mistake, except for the necessary expenses, all other wealth should be enjoyed, the devil is short, why continue to embarrass himself, after enjoying the next adventure is the magic ecology that a demon should have.