"Oh, it's not a solution to continue like this. Have you all discovered it? These human ants are different from before. They seem to be getting stronger little by little and are chasing us. The longer they drag it, the more unfavorable it will be for us, especially... that madman!!"

Under the ruins of the city where darkness enveloped the sky, there was no sun. Only when the dark clouds condensed from the yin energy dispersed from time to time, a ray of cold moonlight fell, the whole world was lonely and cold, and there was a faint resentful and melodious singing voice echoed. This place was the front battlefield where the ghost tide went south, and the iron wall defense line of the Federation.

In a twisted building swallowed by the shadows, three erotic figures with weak aura gathered quietly here, revealing only a pair of strange eyes, discussing something with each other. One of them spoke worriedly and often sighed, as if he was in a state of depression.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Ants are ants after all. If that guy hadn't been lucky enough to devour the power of the relics and turned into a ghost king like us, I'll kill it like a dog slaughter!"

Another slightly hoarse and heavy voice rang out immediately, and he snorted coldly, saying hard that its pride did not allow itself to admit that it would be afraid of these ants that had been looked down upon in the past, but this toughness seemed to exude an illusion of lack of confidence.

After all, today is different from the past. They are no longer the terrifying ghost kings who are lofty, but are expelled from the sea of ​​Yuan and thrown to this world. If you want to go back to Yuan and then you must be punished and recognized.

At first they didn't care much, and they didn't even look at humans in front of each other. They thought that the guy Yudao was quite sensible. They might have misread it. This is not exile, it's completely a blessing I dreamed of!

It is much more fun to get rid of the tyrants above their heads and to get rid of the weak and unrestrained acts in the world than to be in the lonely and boring sea of ​​abyss. What are they pursuing? Isn’t this the only one?

Because there are only one or two places, they have fought for it!

But soon they were beaten by reality, and they were confused and said who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? When I woke up, the world changed? Why did humans suddenly become so fierce? At the beginning, several arrogant ghost kings were even killed by a few madmen who were desperate.

Some ghost kings also thought about controlling the ghost tide and formed a force that should not be underestimated, but it seemed that because they were expelled, they were inexplicable. These little ghosts who should have obeyed the powerful ones would not listen to them at all. At most, they used their strength to suppress a few horsemen, which was of little significance.

As many dead seniors were over, they gradually became honest, recognized the reality, hid in the corner, licked the wounds, secretly wiped their eyes and tears, and were trembling. It was better to be a sea of ​​mortals. At least they would not be thrown out as cannon fodder in isolation. The outside world was too dangerous.

"It's all because of that despicable and shameless guy, who relies on his power, is on the list of the tyrants. He betrayed me, it's abomination and hateful!"

Thinking of this, they complained again. It was true that they had known that this world would be so dangerous. It would be a little brother. It was not shameful. Why didn’t they persuade them too much? They all resisted, shouted for freedom, and then fell into this big pit that they could not get out of.

After slandering for a few words, they were angry. They looked at each other and sighed helplessly. Being a ghost is also very worried!

They are now in a state of remnant souls, so what can they do? They can survive secretly because they have been alive for a long time, but that's all. Although they can recover, they lack some precious resources. If they want to restore their full strength, they may have to recuperate for a long time.

If it was in the past, it would be nothing. As long as you were not caught by your kind, you would lie down somewhere in the Yuanhai. There would be too much time, but now it would be very bad. Although the old bastard in the dark makes people hate it, he would not deceive them in this regard. They only have this year's time to commit crimes and make meritorious contributions.

Once you miss this opportunity, the daylily will be cold. Even if you don’t know what will happen in the end,... the outcome will probably not be too good, and they don’t want to try it.

As for finding similar cooperation, huh, without strength, that kind of behavior is like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger. They know themselves too much and have no so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality. Think from the perspective of others, if they were, they would never mind eating the big tonic that ran to their mouths. Maybe their strength will increase greatly and push the enemy straight away!

Even though they are still alive, they may not be slapping in their hearts. Now they are in trouble, and they are crying when they meet. Once they seize the opportunity, they will never mind being slaughtered and taking the other two as big tonics to restore their strength.

"Let's start, I have already selected the right host. This time we must escape into the hinterland of humanity. The breeding ground there is our last chance!"

"Well, this time I also found an interesting partner, who wanted to cooperate with the lowly humans, and I felt very unhappy!"

"I'll just endure it. This time, we will work closely together with the three of us, and there is no reason to fail!"

After continuing to communicate for a while, the voice became weaker and weaker, until three afterimages passed away in the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

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"This is the trial given to me by my God, and I will live up to my expectations!"

At the same time, a hunched figure worshiping the ground seemed to have received some order. He suddenly raised his head, looked ecstatic, his temperament was crazy, and even his body was trembling slightly. Sure enough, how could he die as great as a god?

After calming down, he then climbed up solemnly and stood on the church, wearing a black robe, making people unable to see their faces clearly. He slowly turned around, with only a pair of cold eyes deep and fanatical, looking away, looking at the federal army that had gradually surrounded the holy land, and smiled coldly.

Below, scattered church members lowered their heads in awe. The atmosphere was solemn and anxious all day long. Even the bishop-level strong men at the front were only five. They looked at each other and showed bitter expressions.

Since rescuing this old guy, not only did he not get any good news, but he also attracted the federal angrily encirclement and suppression of the holy land. He was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow. He really lost all the rice!

Now he has been seized from power. Alas, I just hope that this old guy really has the ability to turn the tide. It is better to surrender to his own people than to die!

"My God has ordered you to go down and prepare!"

"yes!"

Everyone replied, stood up one after another, with different expressions and dispersed in an orderly manner.

"Everyone will die!"
Chapter completed!