Cthulhu Gonfalon

Over the sky of the Nether City, the purple-black thunder is constantly flashing, but it is always on a silver-white giant lightning rod. Even if there is infinite power, it can only be guided by it to fall into the ground far from the Nether City. Cause any harm.

Beyond the main plane, the **** of fear still sends lightning without hesitation, and is not in a hurry.

He does not care whether the **** of healing can be resurrected. A guy with a medium power in a peak period, who is resurrected or resurrected, is not qualified to be seen by him.

His current goal is to pack up the void mask and deter the gods.

Although the failure to stop the healing gods will make the evil gods who are being restrained by the gods being treated dissatisfied, but what is it? Evil guys, no matter what, they will be dissatisfied. As a great leader, a conqueror and ruler, He does not care whether his subordinates are dissatisfied, only care if they obey.

Dissatisfied? It doesn't matter, just listen to it.

As for how to let the subordinates obey, the **** of fear is very good at this question.

Therefore, he is not in a hurry now, and he slams the thunder and lightning, and even takes out the wine set, making a hand from the drink, quite leisurely.

On the ground, Xiong Xiong is struggling to support. He wants to resolve the power of the **** of fear, and to promote the healing of the **** of healing, while also analyzing the essence of the power of understanding the **** of fear. It is really hard to do three things together.

But it is strange to say that he found that he gradually adapted to it, and that the three things were done together, and slowly began to work handy, as if it could be done.

"Nima! Sure enough, pressure is power! It turns out that I am so powerful!"

Xiong Xiong gave himself a compliment and continued to get busy.

After a while, he felt that the pressure of purple and black lightning had gradually decreased, and he also studied and analyzed the power of the horror **** contained in the thunder and lightning, almost to the time when he could try to fight back.

But he did not rush to fight back, but continued to make the appearance of hard support, but secretly allocated more energy to deal with the resurrection of the healing god.

After a while, the situation remains the same.

The **** of horror gradually frowned, feeling a little wrong.

The big jellyfish turned into a silver-white spear, and it was again and again by his own thunder. It was said that the injury had been so serious that it was difficult to support. The avatar should be completely collapsed, but why can it still support it? With?

How powerful is the power of yourself, and the **** of fear is clear. According to his estimation, the void mask should have been unable to hold it.

Why is this happening?

He was a little puzzled, but did not stop the lightning strike.

Could it be that you have misjudged the power of the jellyfish?

He thought so, trying to increase the power of lightning strikes.

With this increase, Yan Xiong immediately felt the pressure increase, but did not increase to the point where he could not support it.

(I am going to go! The **** of fear is this what to play? How suddenly does it increase strength? He is not afraid of really punishing the guardian system of the main plane, is a mine ashing him?)

Yuxiong is puzzled, but still has to perform well. Because the power of lightning strikes has increased, he has tried to perform more difficult and hard, as if the next moment will be completely defeated.

However, to be honest, his performance level is very general.

Not to mention the **** of fear, even his friends have seen the problem.

"Let's stuffing! Dew stuffing!" Only a few seconds later, Xiong Xiong heard the voice of Manis. "I see that you are pretending!"

Yan Xiong was shocked and just had to react. The **** of fear of anger was already thundering. He took out an artifact scimitar and threw it as a flying knife.

This knife is so bizarre that it is even faster than the purple-black lightning. When he did not have time to notice it, he was already wearing a chest and a cold heart.

The power of this knife is also amazingly large. The avatar of the giant lightning rod has been fluent from top to bottom, and the rest is not bad. It even broke through the power enchantment of the Nether City and went straight to the ground of the Nether City. drop.

Fortunately, it is already the end of the strong, and it is easily taken by Morani.

The scimitar fell on his hand, making a squeaking sound, and shaking it would fly in the sky. But Morani smiled slightly, reaching for a light touch on the blade, and the sharp edge cut through the palm of his hand. He touched the situation and touched his own blood, so he just slammed the scimitar that wanted to escape and quieted down, stopping in his hand, motionless.

"Good knife!" Morani was only able to observe it carefully. He looked at the knife and couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you only looking at the knife? I am making a heartbreaking!"

"Because I know that you are fine." Moranie said with a smile, "I have a good quality artifact, I feel earned."

Yan Xiong smiled, it is the default.

Although it was a bit painful to get a knife, but both won the time, but also mastered the power of some fear gods, and finally let friends have caught such an artifact, he also felt a little earned.

In contrast, the **** of fear has been so angry that it is violent.

He did not think about it just now, and picked up an artifact and smashed it. The artifact was originally owned by him, and it was recovered after the shot, but it was not expected that Morani had a "forged" priesthood. With the power of the priesthood, he used his own blood as a medium to seize the ownership of the artifact. The imprint of leaving the **** of fear in the artifact is completely erased.

Now, this machete has become the property of Morani, and even if the **** of fear is so angry, it cannot change this fact.

However, the wrath of the **** of fear is definitely not so easy to deal with.

After the wrath, the lord of the evil gods waved with a big hand, and the black air surging around them, wearing a heavy-faced face mask, the armor looks fierce, and the mask is like a evil spirit. The team flew into the main plane and rushed to the direction of the Nether City.

At the same time, the void in the sky not far behind him swayed, and the shadows of several evil gods of medium power were looming, waiting for his orders.

The **** of fear has never been a good-tempered person. If you suffer a loss, you must use the blood of the enemy to calm his anger!

But before the sacred gods arrived at the vicinity of the Nether City, the light on the central platform of the Void City was suddenly shining, and a white light rose into the sky, turning into a white beam of light. Clouds.

At the same time, all the gods felt the vibration of the source of the world.

Not only that, the evil gods who had felt the crisis before, once again felt a very strong crisis. Especially the **** of plague, He even found that his priesthood is being weakened strongly. Even if he consumes a lot of divine power, he can't stop the decline of the godhead, and he will reduce the order.

"Weird!" Lefon, the main **** of the orc god, wrinkled his brow. "Why is the vibration of the world's source so strong? How can there be such a big movement in the resurrection of a healing god?"

Uther, the glory of the Terran Lord, who sits on the throne, has a bright eye, and his eyes are on the Nether City, thoughtful.

In the godland of the natural **** system, the sky and the two gods who are walking together stop at the same time. The **** of the sky frowned, a little bit puzzled, but the goddess of the earth smiled and whispered a few words to him.

"Good means!" The **** of the sky suddenly realized, smiled and nodded.

"Two gods, this is two gods together to seal God!" The **** of strategy said categorically, "The other god's position is in the underground below the **** of healing! He is using the **** of healing as a scorpion Attract attention and cover another god!"

"What **** is that?" asked the **** of war.

“Uncertain, but certainly the direction of treatment!” said the goddess of war and death, who was also restrained by medical priesthood. “I feel that from this moment on, the death in war will be significantly reduced!”

Similar questions are sent out in the hearts of the gods and in the mouth, but no one can give them the exact answer.

The next moment, from the vibration of the source of the world, everyone knows the answer.

The new **** is the **** of medicine.

Use medical and illegal skills to treat injuries, promote medical communication, train doctors, improve medical and ambulance systems, treat diseases, prevent infections, and prevent the spread of epidemics such as plague...

The power of this **** is far more powerful and comprehensive than the **** of healing, and the restraint of evil gods such as the plague **** is far more intense than the healing god.

For a moment, I don’t know how many evil gods frowned, and I don’t know how many good gods smiled.

There is no doubt that the emergence of this medical **** will cast a heavy weight on the balance of the power of good and evil gods!