Chapter 32: Rumand

The White King was silent, he bought a second, and with this second, he saved the rest of his life.

"Rumang, Kubanf City can't suppress the desires of your creatures?"

"I've seen you, human. Ruman condescended, the huge goat's skull rough like a decaying skeleton, "Don't try to stop me." Smelling the breath of the human in front of him, Lu Mang felt jealous for the first time when he came to the genus.

Lu Mang regretted it, regretted why he made a big deal about it, originally his purpose was very simple, it was easy to do, just like strangling a chicken, no one would care how miserable the chicken died. Perhaps it was the size of the body that made its brain bigger and smarter, and at this moment he finally understood a truth, anger is one of the greatest original sins, and the sparks brought by anger will ignite the solitary grass and burn the entire plain, and the master of mankind will come soon.

"Don't forget where you are, Rumang, this is human territory. Ke'an's face was grim, and the principal of Dubo College began to be angry, "What you should be worried about is how to survive." ”

Ke'an was like a blue cold sun, the ground under his feet began to freeze, the blue light from his eyes turned into substance, his long gray hair fluttered and flew up, and the blue light drew a mysterious pattern in front of him, and the end of the pattern seemed to hide the deepest mystery of the world.

"Arcane Two-Faced Giant!"

Winter seemed to come early, the blue light mass grew bigger and bigger, the cold breath enveloped half of the sky, and the ice giant as Lu Mang glared at it, the giant looked naked from the perspective of the human body, the male organs were exposed to the air, and the back of the head grew a beautiful female face.

The giant shouted angrily, clenched his fists, and swung his arms as thick as a mountain, and smashed into Lu Mang with a blast of the sky.

"If you have eyes, you will know that I have no intention of getting entangled. Lu Mang knew that if he didn't leave, he really couldn't walk, the energy gathered under his feet, his mountain-like body floated under the mysterious force, the spider's legs converged under his abdomen, and the dark eye hole looked in the direction of the White King, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, but it remembered the appearance of the White King.

"Human strength, how rare. ”

Lu Mang has always looked down on humans, they are weak, they can be trampled to death with a random kick, and they are no different from ants in front of Lu Mang's huge body. But the giant that was enough to match it, and it was the same as the ants that summoned it. Lu Mang sighed, he had the same idea as the White King, he had lived in Kubanfu City for a long time, his head was rusty, and he still knew too little about this world except for the place that frightened it.

The mountains were in the air, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the panicked people of the capital trembled in the shadows, kneeling on the ground and praying, closing their eyes and reciting eulogies in praise of the southern kingdom, and in the distant impression, the war between Lumen Kaier and the southern kingdom recorded the 'gods' who were dressed in silver-white armor, like eagle wings covered with complicated alchemy runes, flying over and dragging out comet-like tail flames in the air, and the long sword in their hands burning with the flames of the sun. When children were naïve children wept when they heard the legends of monsters that could be turned into stone statues, and the terrifying urban legends were more terrifying than the lingering nightmares, their parents would tell them the heroic deeds of the gods by candlelight, dispel their fears, and they would worship the heroes of their childhood.

When they grow up, the real fear comes, the legend of the stone statue is really waving its claws before their eyes, and they are singing the praises of the hero who has always lived in their hearts, "God bless." ”

Mid-air on a summer day

Ke'an waved his hands, the blue pattern kept changing, and the biting cold force formed a blue mist on the surface of his body.

The Ice Giant suddenly stopped moving, roared loudly, and its head began to turn, giving birth to long hair condensed by ice crystals, and its body began to deform into the physical characteristics of a woman, tall and beautiful, with a pair of huge wings growing from its back, and when it waved, it brought cold air, and the ground below condensed frost.

The giant's cold eyes stared at the black shadow in the sky, and the blue eyes were like mirrors, reflecting the creature that flickered in the clouds, like an arrow bursting out, and the feet exploded, and the huge force acted like a meteor smashed through the sinkhole!

The spider's legs were frosty, and he felt the biting cold, and Lu Mang turned around, "It's really endless!" It roared furiously, angry like a raging tide, once again washing away all reason.

Noble as its Gagorio has backed down, already a great gift, and the tiny creature has ignited a flame that cannot be quenched, and the scales have been lifted, and it wants to make them regret it.

It overlooked the world, even in the clouds, it was still endless, and it breathed out its anger, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to shrink with him, and his consciousness moved, and the sky was clear in an instant. In its veins, it finally remembered its name, remembered what it was born for, it was a demon that made ancient humans rise up against it, it would inherit its will, and it would sow fear and insecurity.

The memories of the ancestors flooded back, but it retained its consciousness, ecstatic to feel the turbulent power in its body.

The power is rising and erupting at a critical point.

Mando!

It was as if the old skull was about to decay, and armor harder than steel grew from under the white hair, and the tips of the legs seemed to pierce the sunlight at any moment and pierce the earth. The spider's legs were wielding, with an aura of terrifying death, reminiscent of the sharp axe raised by the executioner on the execution table. Its image is so strange and yet so stunning that no more sophisticated aesthete can depict such a creature.

It.

Symbolizes rage!

Lumang's body was curled up, his arms crossed over his shoulders, his muscles bulging, and the power of suffocation was brewing.

Inch by inch of space collapsed around it, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shattering, the sunlight was swallowed up, the huge black hole came to this world like a newborn baby, Lu Mang's pitch-black eye hole stared at the attacking ice giant, and there were a few light clusters dragging tail flames not far away.

The members of the Celestial Group arrived, six silver-white armors surrounded Lu Mang, and the ground erupted with screams and shouts, if you are not mistaken, it is a Celestial God that only exists in legends!

They knelt on the ground, hot tears flowed from their hearts, the sun blazing, and the endless battle of their bodies, all of which they could see with their own eyes.

"Kill!"

The Celestial Group shouted together, as if the emperor's will was unquestionable, and the six long swords burned white flames and slashed towards Lu Mang. The Frost Giant spreads its wings, and the ice arrows obscure the sky like dark clouds.

"Roar!" Lu Mang roared, and the space around the black hole cracked into a black crack, and the crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally burst like a broken mirror.

"Boom!"

The Frost Giant completely dissolved under the powerful spatial tear, and the members of the Celestial Group struggled, their internal organs as if they were twisted by the constant ravages of a pair of hands, beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads, and the bright armor began to dim, even climbing up unnoticed cracks. Their flesh was also shrouded in blood, bleeding from their seven orifices, and their blood vessels bursting due to spatial cracks.

Rumand's unknown laughter, it began to enjoy, power and power, life and death, playing with the palm of his hand, and it finally understood why mankind was constantly waging war, and what could be more intoxicating in the world than mastering everything?

The space collapsed, seizing the territory that belonged to Lu Mang, tearing apart the ants that dared to disobey it.

"Wrong information!Request to retreat!" The struggling Celestial Group had a hideous face, and the power of the creature in front of him made him unable to resist the thought, "The superior Celestial Group must be dispatched!"

"Transfer facial data. The man at the table put down the teacup in his hand, stared at the terrifying creature in the crystal in horror, and spilled the tea on the ground in a panic, his nostrils slightly open, and he gritted his teeth, "Permission to retreat." ”

The upper Celestial God Group has been sent to the border, and the relationship with Lu Menkai has reached the most critical juncture recently, and the war may be triggered at any time, although there is a restriction in that place, Lu Men Kaier's fangs will not be easily closed, and more serious things will naturally send more elite warriors, and no matter how many intermediate Celestial God Groups are dispatched, it is also to tickle Lu Mang, each of the Celestial Gods Group is cultivated by the country's exhaustion of efforts, even if it is at the expense of civilian lives, they are not allowed to have any mistakes.

"Yes!"

The white light of the Celestial Group flickered, and the ground suddenly shot out blue force, and finally struggled to break free from the shackles of space.

Ke'an clutched his chest, which was the old problem he had left over from the massive application of the Force, "Live, you guys." Looking at the sky with hope, immortality is Ke'an's greatest expectation for them.

"Want to run?"

The battle between the gods and the demons, some deeds of the ancient times have not been repeated, and the demons ······ Won.

The spider's legs swung and stabbed, piercing into the void and emerging from above the Celestials' heads.

They hadn't touched the brink of escape, the scythe of death was hanging over their heads again, the coercion was expanding rapidly, and they were already waiting for death.

The Celestials had never imagined that they would die at the hands of Gagorio, the creatures gathered on the shores of the far east, and the long-term reclusive humans seemed to have forgotten them, and what Rumang was doing was to wave his fear again.

It can be regarded as sacrificing his life for the country, and the Celestial Group lamented the last sorrow.

Suddenly, the spider's legs stopped, like a treasure that had been locked in ice for people to watch.

Ruman looked far away, far away.

There was a woman, and the greatsword she was carrying.