The dignified Archon and King of the Chaos Warriors, the title in front of his name is getting longer and longer......

Hundreds, thousands, 10,000s, millions, the Lord of Destruction, Angel's Deathknell, Death, God of Killing, Bulldozer, Angel Crusher, Zerg Nightmare Maker, and so on are too many to read. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Chaos High Lord was surrounded by more black waves.

The circles that look like ripples of darkness are actually millions of fallen angels and their souls.

Tens of millions of little angels who kept coming like moths to a fire, and a large number of collective martyrs, even after their deaths, could not escape from the dark power realm of the Chaos Great Lord, and under the effect of the [Immortal] power, they were forced to be reborn and reduced to the servants of the Dark Lord.

The souls of millions of fireflies reborn have been blackened and degenerated into a completely different mutant beetle.

Unfortunately, the supergod lacks enough material power to materialize more and more mutant beetles. The vast majority of the souls of the light fireflies that died in battle floated in the void in a daze, and thirty percent of them were successfully resurrected into mutant beetle souls that did not have time to materialize, providing mental support on the battlefield in the form of dark ghosts. Fewer than 200,000 mutant beetles have acquired materialized torques, carapaces, and warballs.

There are too many physical materials that need to be consumed for materialization. In a hurry, the supergod was simply unable to support a larger number of materialized beetle guards.

As a result, these 200,000 embodied black beetles are now clustered around the Chaos Brothers, building the first defensive ring of the inner ring.

The millions of fallen beetle souls that existed in the form of geismans wandered around the periphery as if they were nothing, forming a second circle of dark energy aura.

More and more angelic souls who have not had time to complete the transformation of immortality after dying in battle, floating between the two dark auras of the void and the real world, waiting in a long line for redemption.

It looks like a black ripple that spreads out like a ripple.

"These bugs aren't wearing radiation suits!" Sukhoi didn't go to war, but there was no other safer place to watch, she stood by the Chaos brothers, also back to back, forming an iron triangle with the two brothers.

Because Sukhoi has never made a move, she calmly played the role of a female anchor of a live war show.

Regardless of whether there are audiences and listeners, once her excitement is raised, she can no longer be lowered, chattering and chattering.

"After more than twenty hours of intense radiation exposure to more than 720 roentgeniums, I guess these bugs must have mutated significantly? Have you noticed any changes? After fighting these bugs for so long, do you feel that they are getting stronger or weaker? Or, are they becoming more weird?"

Sukhoi hadn't cut any of the insect-shaped angels herself, so she didn't have the corresponding feel at all.

But she thought quite wittily that the two supergod brothers should be aware of some kind of change in their feelings, if the expected change is really underway.

It has to be said that although Sukhoi's nonsense is a little more, it is not a good staff officer.

Her ideas inspired the Supergod Brothers.

Even, it also inspired the goddess hidden behind the supergod brothers.

Even the elite skeleton that the fat man resurrected after his death seemed to have an understanding.

Fat Man is now a level 105 elite skeleton mage.

Although the grade is high, the quality is not very good.

There really wasn't a surplus of goddess tears to use to give him a promotion. Juannie's guy, heartless, seems to be a kind of existence without tear ducts at all. Therefore, the difficulty of obtaining professional upgrade gems is quite large.

The fat man is constantly leveling up, constantly gaining attribute value points, and now he is a person who can compete with MT for defense and strength with elephants.

But that's not what the supergods want to see.

The supergod needs someone who can help him summon, control, and constantly repair damaged beetle guards, necromancer.

The fat man has not been able to extract suitable summoning and aura skills!

Level 105! That guy has already extracted as many as ten skills. It's all fireballs, electric currents, ice arrows, and the like. The most valuable "immortality", "contract", "conscription", "recovery", and "repair" have not been brushed out.

This is really speechless!

The fat man stood in front of Sukhoi, shielding her from waves of harassing attacks from the little angels.

For this waste wood subordinate, the super god has no idea at all.

Being a meat shield is probably his only use, right?

The two Chaos Brothers didn't need any flesh shields in front of the weak Firefly Legion, so the only person the skeleton mage stepped forward to protect was Miss Sukhoi, the female anchor of the battlefield.

This skeleton mage inherited the fat man's already broad skeleton, lackluster in height and quite satisfactory in width and thickness.

Becoming a meat shield seems to be the highest level that a fat person can achieve.

There was a loud bang.

The kamikaze assault formation, composed of more than 3,000 cicada-winged cherubs, viciously hit the fat man's skull in the face.

The skull's head looked like a miniature version of a nuclear bomb had exploded, and a rather cool-looking pocket mushroom cloud quickly unfolded.

The fat skull's head shone brightly for a while, as if there was a dazzling halo of three thousand millimeters of light, spreading out in all directions.

Then a huge crack appeared in the fat skull's skull, and the entire skull immediately disintegrated, turning into pieces of debris that were scattered in a hurry.

The super god felt very helpless, and took the trouble to re-bless the fat man with an immortal aura. I can't remember how many thousand blessings have been given in 24 hours. It's a bit drunk. With this guy, is he a thug or a burden! Chaoshen's mood is a little depressed.

The shattered skull quickly recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bone powder that had spread in the air gathered back together and condensed into the shape of a skull again.

The huge crack also slowly closed.

It's as if time has been turned back in some way.

A high-speed camera captures a slow-motion shot of a skull being exploded, and before the big close-up is finished, the playback program is reversed and the blasted head is methodically restored.

It seems that this is the measured effect of the immortal aura.

However, Fat Skull himself didn't think it was just a simple replay......

He sensed that something rather strange was happening in him......

The skeleton has no lips, tongue, and laryngeal vocal cords, and he cannot speak.

But he can use sign language and mute.

The fat man raised his right hand and made a strange gesture.

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