A group of human corpses that have been dead in the depths of the underground temple for more than twenty years, and the baptism of time alone can reveal a lot of useful information under the scrutiny of a wise man. www.biquge.info After all, these unlucky bastards who were either starved to death or poisoned to death were likely to be the few old people in the shelter, just like the few old people in the shelter, who were few witnesses to the darkness of the past years.

Thanks to the protection of those blue crystals on the periphery of the temple. Thirty years old, these corpses still unbelievably retain the rough outline of their lives.

...... On top of that, there is the inevitable despair and panic in the face of an unchangeable fate.

Thirty years of history has been a separation of two eras. However, the people around here can still vaguely feel the misery of being starved to death by trembling and lack of food under the terrifying predators.

As if a cold wind was blowing, the note taken out of the necromancer's mouth still exuded a special aura that made people look incomprehensible, if it weren't for the following sentence "Leave it to ......the old bastard". As for Ker, who tried to pretend he didn't know anything under the calm gaze of the old mage, the young man with heterochromatic eyes gently stirred the dark demon spirit that was constantly jumping in the shadows, and kept hinting, - I saw nothing.

"Smack!"

An abrupt crisp sound suddenly interrupted the rare interaction between the master and apprentice. Under the observation of everyone, the bone structure that had become extremely brittle due to the erosion of wind, sand and darkness finally could not support the sudden increase in power, and with the rapid dissipation of the dark demon spirit and the self-dissolution of the necromancy, it became an ordinary bone pile among the many corpses on the ground. The only evidence of their existence here became the last, a puff of smoke.

An old man who looked to be old began to pace forward slowly, until the footcloth, still slightly woollen, was about to touch the white skull of the necromancer, and then it gradually stopped like a geared machine lacking lubrication. Although it seems that time has carved indelible scars on his body and soul, this somewhat confused-looking fighter even Proteus needs to maintain the due respect in front of him.

His name is Zhang Zhou. It is a flamboyant Zhang, specializing in all kinds of disobedient weeks. This is a madman who fears the world, and likewise, a living and immortal legend.

He has a speech that is famous for his arrogance, and he has a masterpiece that makes mankind look down on all races.

If we really want to know the tip of the iceberg about him, we need to look back at the days when the dark calendar year had not yet fallen and set back another twenty years.

It was a time when the world was still struggling to maintain this false peace, and it was also a time when there was a different kind of union than before, initiated by an alien race.

On that day, almost all the races of the world would have seen a madman who was so stupid that he would make a loud proclamation at the sacrifices who thought they were oracles...... "God?

Wake up, fools, your gods are the prison in which you bind yourself! Now, see clearly, idiots!

Shut up! Not the false glory that your God has given you. Look, look at this masterpiece! Well, it's just a draft now. But this is the true dawn of you fools!" the spitting scholar with a chicken nest that had not been combed for a long time, casually pulled out a dozen manuscripts from his dirty bosom under the cannibalistic eyes of the priests attending this meeting.

"This is it! Look at the bottom corner of page 132! This is the principle of formation that I have specially compiled for those gods who seem to be glorious, but are actually lowly to the bone. Look, isn't it easy to understand!

From this point of view, your so-called gods are no different from the way the ghosts are born described in this book. They...... Oh oh, I'm sorry, it's them, the memories that live in your minds, and you think God exists, and God can exist. If you deny it, these poor puppets will be nothing more than duckweed without roots, puppets without strings, and mothers without milk! Sorry, I didn't say my mother, she's done well enough! I'm saying: through this book you will find out that God is scum!

After reading this amazing book, you sad little white sheep will understand how ridiculous and ridiculous everything you have insisted on before. At the same time, this masterpiece will also bring you both spiritual and spiritual sublimation and liberation. You see, the spirit and the soul are two different families. Yes, you just need to spare a little free time in your idle life, and you will be emancipated and enriched.

Everyone come and see, don't worry, it's good for money. In order not to let boring theology take up the reader's napping time, I condensed it into two thin articles. The rest is the most important knowledge and thought!

As long as ninety-nine-eight, as long as ninety-nine-eight! You can take the original manuscript home!"

I believe, and all those who know him, must believe it. This poor and crazy scholar must just want to sell his rare efforts in this rare opportunity. However, it is not difficult to see from his incoherent expression ability...... This brother who is a little crazy seems to have not communicated with normal people for a long time. His temporary advertising placement was just right, and it can even be said that he easily became the focus of the audience. What was said and what was discussed in this meeting is no longer so important. One will only remember that there was such a madman who issued a declaration of war against the whole world.

Knight of Judgment, Dragon Slayer, Golden Giant, Mother of Primitives...... Almost all the well-known powerhouses of all races frequently appeared near Elpis in just ten years, and stopped at the tens of thousands of giant crossbows glowing with cold light on the black city walls. It was not until the end, when some of the temple's higher-ups deceived themselves into killing a human captive and naming him Zhang Zhou, that the believers' faith was slightly calmed. And human beings are also very tacitly silent and affirmative on the surface at the same time, so as to avoid the continued expansion of casualties. As for the madman, he has since died and will never be spoken of again.

In this way, Zhang Zhou once again indulged in his own world and began a new round of rhapsodies.

If you think that this legendary old man has discovered something different, then you are very wrong. In fact, he was really just going around the corpse pile with his heart. Then, turn over the corpse attentively. Then, think about things with your heart. He always does everything with so much heart, so pure, and so single. As a result, he always finds something out of the ordinary.

He thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Pay first." ”

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