People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room - Chapter 531

The tower is secluded, and life is like an egg.

Ning Xiuyuan, who appeared as a biochemical puppet, sighed slightly in his heart, then flicked his fingers, opened the fantasy dream channel, and stepped into it first.

Madara hurried in after seeing this.

This is a precipitous cliff overgrown with vegetation. When you climb up and look up, you can vaguely see a mountain village with smoke curling up at the foot of the mountain.

If it weren’t for the hint of cosmic coordinates, Madara even thought that this might be an inconspicuous habitable planet.

He looked at the real person, saw him standing there, and asked tentatively:

“Great real people, where do we go next?”

“Lake Strel.”

“Lake Strel in Dreamland?” Madara was surprised.

“you have heard?”

“Some fragmented information shows that Gadamon is hiding in this lake. However, we can’t find the exact location of this lake even though we spend countless costs. I always thought this was a misinformation. it is true.”

Madara sighed.

“Even if it is true, it means nothing to you.”

The corner of Ning Xiuyuan’s mouth revealed a meaningful color: “Because this lake spans hundreds of millions of light-years across the universe and is located in the minds of countless creatures.”

Madara’s expression became more and more astonished, and she couldn’t help but murmured, “Did you reduce dimensionality? No wonder we haven’t been able to find any trace of him.”

“Okay, let’s go down, Gadamon is waiting for you at the end!”

Ning Xiuyuan raised his hand suddenly, and under the cliff, the thick fog that was rolling endlessly suddenly stuck together into pieces, like a swamp miasma that was so thick that it couldn’t be dissolved.

Madara’s expression turned solemn, he walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the changing thick fog under the cliff, and subconsciously turned back to look at the real person.

Um?

I saw nothing on the cliff, where are there any real people?

Spotspine’s back froze, realizing something.

– He prayed for a chance, and a real person really only gave him one chance?

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and jumped down!

The thick fog stroked his face, blurring his vision and blurring the space.

Suddenly, Madara’s body was suddenly distorted.

He suddenly found that he was not falling, but running forward, as if there was an invisible hand behind him pushing him forward.

When this power disappeared, he suddenly ran to the shore of a boundless black lake.

‘Lake Strel? ’

Before Madara could confirm the situation, the sound of rushing water came from the lake.

Even the darkness where you can’t see your fingers can’t cover up the sparkling blue light.

It’s a swarm!

Dense swarms of amoeba-like insects tumbled out of the lake, and it seemed that the entire lake water body seemed to be composed of swarms of insects.

“Boom!”

There was a sound like a burst of bubbles, and a big head was squeezed out of the swarm.

This is said to be a head, but it is actually a swirling oval mass of sarcoma. This is the head of Migo!

“Biochemical puppet? Gadamon, it seems that the Migo family has discovered you. Do you need me to help you solve the trouble?”

Harsh laughter came from above the lake.

It was a gray flame that was almost hidden in darkness.

After sensing the entry of the stranger, the flame slowly stretched out its limbs, with malicious eyes staring at Madara’s arrival.

“The Lord of Ice Flame, Yafumza!”

Madara looked at the flames in mid-air, the despicable human body, and he couldn’t help exclaiming.

No wonder real people don’t want to come in?

It turned out that this was a trap at all.

“Gadamon, I only want the seed of Azathoth! Hand over the original seed, and my people will grant you eternal freedom.”

Madara suddenly turned to look at Gadamon and shouted.

“Crazy and dirty race, blaspheming the great demon monarch, is a sin that you can’t wash away in eternity! The despicable parasites in the flesh and blood brain, repent forever in the flesh and blood cage!”

Gadamon was furious, and the sarcoma mass changed with various colors.

In the rage, a group of reptiles swarmed out, biting towards Zan.

“Do not-”

Banana screamed and screamed, but her voice changed to coursing:

“Hee hee… Hahaha… Even the years have not erased your pathetic character, poor Gadamon, the spiritual parasite of Azathoth!”

Madara’s body suddenly twisted and deformed at this moment, turning into an amoeba, mixing into Gadamon’s body, and it was no longer difficult to distinguish each other.

In this universe, no one knows Gadamon better than the Migo family!

The terrible thing about Gadamon is “decentralization”.

Every amoeba is Gadamon.

Killing more amoeba is meaningless to Gadamon.

This is a conceptual creature.

If we talk about weaknesses, maybe there is only that “primitive seed”.

But that primordial seed can be switched among the swarm at will, so even if you know this weakness, it is difficult to find.

Unless it has the same conceptual power, kills all the amoeba, and leaves the last one, it must be the primordial seed.

However, for the Migos, they still have a solution.

-Exhaustive method!

Through massive calculations, the location of the primordial seed was deduced.

Now it has turned into an amoeba spot, like Gadamon’s cellular consciousness, jumping in every cell of Gadamon, tracking the position of the primordial seed!

In the vast universe, I don’t know how many meteorite planets erupted at this moment.

That’s because countless biochemical puppets contributed computing power to Madara.

Time is passing bit by bit, this incomprehensible war, in the eyes of Yafumza, Lord of Ice Flame, is like a stormy sea!

The Strayer Lake, where the concept is embodied, is no longer as calm as it used to be!

The lake is turbulent;

The bottom of the lake was flickering blue, and countless amoeba gnawed at each other, eroded, and attacked.

Spot is searching for the primordial seed;

Gadamon is also looking for a spot.

“Oh, sad Gadamon, as I’ve said long ago, time also breeds uncertainty and danger. In this crazy and chaotic universe, there is never a one-size-fits-all solution!”

The gray and cold flames made a harsh laugh.

The Lord of Ice and Flame, Yafumza, looked at Gadamon’s war with a cold eye, and uttered a vicious sneer.

He doesn’t seem to be worried about Gadamon’s situation.

“To shut up!”

Gadamon let out a piercing scream.

…

In the dreamland, on the edge of the nameless cliff, Ning Xiuyuan, who disappeared in the eyes of Banyan, has always stood here in the form of a biochemical puppet.

In the eyes of the puppet, a dazzling blue flashed faintly.

“It’s unbelievable. Fighting the old rulers with naked eyes is a miracle even in the universe!” Ning Xiuyuan suddenly whispered.

“No! Creating Him is the real miracle!”

A calm voice responded in Ning Xiuyuan’s mind.

To be precise, part of the brain of this biochemical doll was suddenly and uncontrollably isolated into a separate consciousness-bearing module, carrying a new consciousness.

——It is Mr. Lan, a member of the Million Favorites and a member of the Migo Clan Development and Strategy Committee.

The corners of Ning Xiuyuan’s mouth twitched, and a hint of sarcasm appeared: “The sacrificial chief who discovered the secret of the weather would often claim to be the spokesperson of the gods in the flattery of the tribe!”

“I don’t deny Migo’s technological level, but how much of Gadamon’s success stems from Migo’s technology, you should know better than me.”

Lan was silent.

After a while, he said, “Although this is embarrassing, I have to admit that my family has always been a despicable imitator of the universe, but aren’t your old gods?”

“Hahaha, fifty steps laugh a hundred steps, everyone to each other.”

Ning Xiuyuan’s laughter stopped, and he asked seriously, “What percentage of you are sure of recovering Gadamon?”

“I once said that Gadamon is just a defective product, and the cost of modification is much higher than that of remanufacturing. Our purpose is not to recycle Gadamon.”

Lan’s voice echoed in the biochemical doll’s mind.

“The seed of Azathoth?” Ning Xiuyuan asked tentatively.

“That’s right.”

Ning Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes.

The fundamental reason why he helped the Migo family to find Gadamon was to see Gadamon as having the characteristics of the direct bloodline of the demon monarch Azathoth.

You know, cast the time-reversal sorcery – Bertoris.

Need to use the power of the demon monarch Azathoth bloodline demon.

Ning Xiuyuan hopes to complete the extraordinary ritual of the [Hidden Disciple] through [Ber Torres Witchcraft].

Now it seems that the plans of the Migo clan are completely contrary to him?

“So, Madara’s promise is nothing but farts?” Ning Xiuyuan’s tone became indifferent.

“I can compensate you in other ways, real person.”

“Oh?”

“My lord’s devout favored one, the doom apostle who spreads disasters and terror, thanks to your care, the disaster of Noth has come, do you need the support of the anti-material cannons of my Migo clan?”

Lan’s teasing voice reverberated in the biochemical doll’s brain.

Before the sound fell, the sight of the North Continent made Ning Xiuyuan’s pupils suddenly dilate!

…

…

In that boiling swamp, with its grey mist and gleaming light, lies a blasphemous thing that transcends the limits of nightmare images.

He squatted in the boiling swamp, the primitive reptile of gray aliens, the terrifying prototype of all living beings.

He is the source of no source, Uposasla!

He frantically splits the characteristics that are incompatible with the source, giving birth to abominations, mythical creatures, old masters, and even… outer gods.

The law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics makes him greedily absorb and devour them.

He so desperately desires that his heirs can escape;

But the “Slate of Blasphemy” in his arms became the source of temptation!

See, his children are so greedy for the power of knowledge, they linger around the blasphemous slate, unwilling to leave, and in the end they can only be absorbed by the mother goddess again.

Abandon “Slate of Blasphemy”!

This is the source of the curse!

Do not!

Wisdom is not the decisive factor for survival, wisdom is just a tool. 【Note 1】

A long time and a long river will eventually solve all problems.

He has already had a large number of heirs fleeing here, including the Outer Gods.

Give him a little more time… a little time, and he will eventually wake up.

“Waaag…” (Chapter 419)

what is this?

Uposasla, who was eating instinctively, was boiling.

He discovered the holy madness against ignorance in the body of the despicable and disgusting filthy creature.

It was a power that Uposasla never had.

The instinct to devour life made him absorb this holy power, and in the madness, he created a green-skinned group to fight against madness and ignorance.

Nyarlathotep, the **** of many faces who walks in chaos, snickered happily upon seeing this!

The real person deceived the door and brought the virus buried in the abyss into the awake universe, awakening the source of no source, Uposasla.

Chaos and madness will eventually spread to the entire universe with North as the origin!

Bringing endless disasters to all beings.

…

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Harrington Francis

The warm spring sun is extraordinarily warm.

Nicola invited three or five friends, stepping on the breeze and bathing in the sun, spread a carpet by the creek outside the city, and had a picnic.

Rashomon, who is already three years old, looks particularly lively.

Especially when they came to the field, it was strange to see this, and it was interesting to see that. In the field, there was a lot of joy, which attracted a smile on his mother Nicola’s face.

With that focused attitude, she didn’t even notice the little gestures of the sisters beside her who winked at each other.

“Sister Nicola, what do you think of Baron Bernal?” Lucia suddenly came to her ear and asked.

“Ah? He? A gentleman.” Nicole said subconsciously.

“Oh, why don’t you think about it?” Doris covered her mouth and snickered.

Nicole turned her head back, stretched out her hand and scratched: “Okay, I said why did you suddenly propose to come for a picnic, it turned out to be framed for me!”

“Oh, don’t, don’t, don’t! Itchy… Hahaha…”

“I was wrong, I was wrong… Hahaha… Let me go!”

“Stop it! Rashomon is still watching!”

The girls apologized for a while, and then stopped while panting for a while.

While sorting out her messy clothes, Lucia said seriously:

“Sister Nicola, I’m serious, Baron Bernal is from the capital city of Abe, elegant, gentleman, knowledgeable, and has a good life! I think you can really think about it, Rashomon is also three years old, I I heard that boys don’t live well with their mothers for a long time, and there is always a man to teach him how to be a gentleman.”

“Yes, yes, don’t think about yourself, but also think about Rashomon!”

The sisters advised.

Nicola’s smile gradually subsided, and she subconsciously looked at Rashomon not far away.

Rashomon is a good boy. As he grows older, he looks like an ordinary child and gradually shows a bit of speciality.

Everything confirms what Arthur, the **** of illusion, said.

This made Nicola even more uneasy.

Are you worried that she can really educate Rashomon?

His life will be destined to be different. If she delays, she will feel even more guilty.

Because he is immortal, his life is too long.

She can never accompany him forever… Although the great **** of sleep, Arthurs, promised them permanent residence in the dreamland. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

In a trance, Rashomon, who was bouncing around, gradually turned into “Baron Bernal” in Nicola’s eyes.

Reminds me of the elegance and gentleness of Baron Bernal. The little deer in her heart throbbed after a long absence.

She is Rashomon’s mother, but she is also a woman who needs love!

At this moment, she couldn’t tell whether it was for Rashomon.

Or more for yourself.

“Well, I will find a chance to talk to Mr. Bernal. If…if he can accept Rashomon, I will consider it.” Nicola nodded and whispered.

“It’s still worth talking about? If he dares not to accept it, we will beat him to death by the Thorns Magic Association!” Lucia shouted excitedly, without the image of a lady.

“That’s right!”

“Great, let’s go back to the city, I can’t wait to receive your invitations!”

The girls boiled over.

The impatient Doris couldn’t even wait to stand up and was in a hurry to return to the city.

Nicola’s face showed a hint of shyness, and while the girls were pulling and pulling, she was about to end the picnic and return to the city.

Suddenly, a strange howl interrupted the commotion among the crowd.

“Waaag…”

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[Note 1, the lines in Zerg of Love Dead Season 3. 】

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