Rao said that this thing could live his life, but the Lord of the Storm was still uncomfortable, and he only felt that it was a great shame.

With the character of the immortal bird, the fact that he swallowed his thick phlegm was shouted all over the world, even if his divine body was restored and the curse was eliminated, I am afraid that he would lose both sides.

Since then, the six gods will never be able to raise their heads again.

But even if he was reluctant, the Lord of the Storm was reluctant to throw away the saliva of the immortal bird in his hand, after all, this was the only way he could do it at the moment.

Roger's hateful bastard, I don't know what means he used to plant such a strange and vicious curse.

Even though the Lord of the Storm was experienced and powerful, he couldn't think of a way to break this curse.

Moreover, this curse took effect very quickly, in less than a year, the body was already weakening day by day, if it continued like this, I am afraid that there would be only a white bone left in another year.

Even their own souls will weaken under the curse, and eventually they will be destroyed.

Damn, when the divine body is restored and the curse is removed, the first thing to do is to slaughter the immortal bird in the past, so as to prevent this bastard from talking nonsense.

Huh!

Suddenly, the Lord of the Storm sighed.

Once again, he looked down at the glass bottle in his palm.

That's it, that's it.

I don't bother to think about it too much, and continuing to think about it will only increase my disgust.

Gritting his teeth, the Lord of the Storm opened his mouth and swallowed the glass bottle directly into his mouth.

The lid didn't even open, and the condensed head of the soul chewed up and down, only to hear a rattling sound The glass bottle was immediately crushed into pieces.

Immediately mixed with glass slag, without tasting any taste, swallowed in one gulp.

But even so, the Lord of the Storm still felt a sticky piece in his throat, and he was about to vomit out of his nausea.

It's also a little inexplicably bitter and fishy.

Damn the undead bird, this bastard has never brushed his teeth for 27,000 years, and he has bad breath.

Even if the Lord of the Storm knew very well that this was just an illusion, with his three-hundred-foot tall body, how thick his throat was, where would he have the opportunity to taste something.

The other side.

Within the Holy City.

Roger, Ah Huo's figure reappeared.

Only this time, the expressions on the faces of these two guys were particularly weird.

At first glance, it is the kind of thief who has done something immoral.

Ah Huo's body was even more jumping on the ground, and the sharp and long beak kept opening and closing: "Hehe, master, do you think that guy from the Lord of the Storm will swallow Lao Tzu's thick phlegm and...... Tsk......"

"The Lord of the Storm, one of the six dignified gods, actually wants to drink Lao Tzu's saliva and chicken shit, which is fucking exciting to think about, quack......

The voice full of villain's aura swept through the air: "In order to prepare these things for the Lord of the Storm, Lao Tzu has put a lot of effort into it, if he doesn't drink it, it will be too wasteful."

Listening to Ah Huo's voice, Roger also felt a little nauseous inexplicably.

It's just that on that face, there is an extremely sinister smile uncontrollably.

There was another glass bottle in his hand, which also contained the saliva of the immortal bird, but it was much less than the bottle that had been taken away before.

Roger has always been prepared in many ways.

From the very beginning, Roger had envisioned a variety of scenarios in advance.

It is even said that even the appearance of Mihor Roger has taken into account that since Roger learned from Renee about the existence of Mihor, the dependant of the Lord of the Storm, Roger's plan to deal with the Lord of the Storm, Mihor has already appeared.

First of all, since he heard that the Storm Lord was extremely cautious in Ah Huo's mouth, Roger had already prepared for the possibility that the Lord of the Storm would not come forward in person.

Or, the Lord of the Storm is not there at all

The saliva of Ah Huo.

Either way, they arranged for their dependents to come and rob them.

And obviously, the second is more likely.

If Mihor shows up, then there are only two paths left in front of Roger.

First, let Mihor take the undead bird's saliva with him, track Mihor's whereabouts, and find the location of the Lord of the Storm.

At first glance, this is a good strategy, but it has its drawbacks.

The Lord of the Storm is cautious and suspicious, and the place where he hides must be extremely secretive and prohibited.

Even if he tracks down Mihor, he may not be able to find the location of the Lord of the Storm, and even if he does, in the face of the prohibitions, the Lord of the Storm may escape while he is entangled by the prohibitions, leaving his basket empty.

Moreover, even if the Lord of the Storm is affected by the curse of injury, the god is still a god after all, and it will not be easy to destroy the Lord of the Storm.

If one is not careful, both of them may die at the hands of the Lord of the Storm.

That's right, Roger and Ah Huo directly chose the second option.

Kill Mihor.

Snatch the undead bird's saliva back, and then, replace!

With the character of the Lord of the Storm, after the death of his dependents, he will most likely shrink up, pretend that nothing happened, continue to endure, and continue to wait for an opportunity.

At this time, it was Ah Huo's turn to appear.

With Ah Huo's cheap mouth, he constantly humiliated the Lord of the Storm.

The Storm Lord has a cautious side to his personality, but as a false god who wields the power of storm lightning and war, the Storm Lord also has an irritable and easily irritated side.

When the Lord of the Storm was stimulated by the humiliation of Ah Huo, and the last Pope was under the effect of the saliva of the immortal bird, from half dead to rotting all over his body, inside and out, to jumping around, which also showed the amazing healing effect of Ah Huo's saliva, the Lord of the Storm might do it.

Whether it was to provoke the Lord of the Storm to attack the two of them, or to have the Lord of the Storm snatch the saliva of the undead bird, it would be a big victory for Roger and Ah Huo.

After all, at this time, the saliva of the immortal bird was no longer the original one, the same glass bottle, but the contents were already very different.

And the actual situation is very much in line with the plans of these two guys.

It's no wonder that Roger and Ah Huo have been preparing for this plan for so long, carefully considering the state of the Storm Lord and the character of the Storm Lord.

All of this has one purpose, and that is to bring the Lord of the Storm into the pit.

The bottle of undead saliva was a very different one, and it contained the most sincere blessings from Roger and Ah Huo to the Lord of the Storm.

Of course, in order to avoid the Lord of the Storm not being deceived, the liquid in the glass bottle is naturally based on the saliva of the immortal bird.

It's just a little bit of other ingredients added to the saliva.

The venom of the Tregiye viper.

In the Northern Continent, the most venomous existence of all venomous snakes, a drop of venom thrown into a well can poison thousands of people with a domineering toxin.

Pollen of nightsleep flowers.

As the name suggests, the night sleep flower will fall into eternal night and never wake up.

The venom glands of the ghost-faced spider.

The venom of the cuttlefish.

The sap of the dead tree......

And the dew that was only collected from the eerie and mysterious places where thousands of human remains were buried.

In that small glass bottle, there were dozens of extremely toxic venom mixtures in the Northern Continent, which were so poisonous that they were unprecedented.

Even if Roger has an immortal body, he doesn't dare to try it easily, and if he is not careful, he may die.

So much venom, poison can't kill you old turtle.

In order to collect these venoms, Roger has been very busy during this time, and if the Storm Lord guy doesn't drink it in one go, he is really sorry for himself.

Roger was curious, if the Lord of the Storm drank the saliva of the undead bird mixed with condiments, he didn't know what kind of expression it would be, it must be very exciting.

Of course, Roger was as careful as a hair.

Naturally, he was also worried about the venom of the Northern Continent, the Lord of the Immortal Storm, this old king.

What's more, there is also the existence of the saliva of the undead bird, even if the poison really spreads in the body of the Lord of the Storm, the saliva of the undead bird may be lifted.

Whether the saliva of the immortal bird has a detoxifying effect, even Ah Huo himself is not very clear, after all, he has not really tried it, but this possibility exists after all.

With Roger's character, it is absolutely not allowed to leave such a big flaw.

That's why, after careful consideration, Roger added another ingredient to the saliva of the immortal bird.

Highly concentrated nuclear wastewater!

It was Roger's delicate manipulation that extracted from the dirty bomb and mixed it into a solution.

The concentration of nuclear radiation is 10 million times richer than that of Fukushima nuclear wastewater.

With all kinds of violent toxins and this thing, I don't know if I can kill the Lord of the Storm at this time.

The other side.

Within the prohibition.

The top of the collapsed Holy Mountain.

The Lord of the Storm has taken the saliva of the undead birds.

There seems to be a slight residual bitterness and fishy smell in the mouth.

This made the Lord of the Storm extremely unhappy with the undead bird, a turkey that had not brushed its teeth for twenty-seven thousand years.

It's just that on that face, there is a cold smile looming on it.

The effect of the undead bird's saliva has been verified on the last pope, it can definitely heal the wounds, lift the curse, and when he fully recovers, the first one will capture the undead bird alive and make a roast chicken.

However, with the help of the power of the undead bird, he recovered, and then killed the undead bird.

Come to think of it, even if it's a cheap immortal bird, it really won't be happy at that time.

The Lord of the Storm waited silently, waiting for the undead bird's saliva to take effect.

How powerful the body of a god is.

As soon as that little bit of liquid entered the stomach, it was immediately absorbed, digested, and integrated into the body of the Storm Lord.

Suddenly, the Lord of the Storm felt a burning heat in his abdomen, like a fire, and with it an unbearable pain.