In the midst of the surging disaster, many death realms descended, embedded in the fragments like maggots on the tarsal bones, and began to spread rapidly.

Infinite malicious traversal in the earth's veins, ocean currents and winds, pollution from the abyss continued to emerge in the debris, like huge mold spots, disgusting.

But at this moment, when all the existences of the abyss camp saw this scene, there was no joy or joy in their hearts.

Let’s not mention being forced to this extent by the present situation, which leads to losing the initiative.

The loss of the ladder alone makes everyone feel a little painful, and there are even jesters who complain about the lord pretending not to look at the occasion: You have the privilege to use it early, and you have to wait until the ladder breaks before taking it out.

I forced you to pretend, but I still have to eat it if I lose it?

Well, now there is no ladder in the center to connect, the forces descended by each hell can only fight each other and cannot coordinate and echo each other to the greatest extent.

The deterrent power is not a small part.

If you don’t pay attention, you will probably be divided and encircled by the present situation.

But no one has the courage to give suggestions in front of the great king.

The last time I rushed to the front of the Lord and said that you had problems with your mind... Oh, I was already sitting opposite the Lord's board and betting against him.

But without a few, who dares to fight with the ruler in person like Marcus, like the psychopath?

Didn’t Marcus rely on the former ideal country as the pillar to have room for storm in the abyss?

There is really a jester who dares to pick up any pot without opening it. The flute player will not care about it. Maybe he will watch the fun next to him, mocking his subordinates for being so ignorant of his lack of eye value, and being stupid enough to be included in this year's jester's

In the creative way of death rankings.

By the way, the first one has been booked by that guy Hedi.

With the advantage of shooting himself in the foot, he was defeated by Huai Shi and was forced to break up by Nautilus. No matter whether the fate was tragic or funny, no one else could do it.

After he could no longer provide the flute plays and performances, he was stripped of the seal of the abyss and removed from the jester.

According to reliable information, the guy was caught and made into a ring. The high-ranking jester and the great alchemist fell to the point of giving a child a post-class tutoring class.

How can you say something miserable?

With such a tragic lesson, the current jesters are as worried as they see Huai Shi as the old crooked tree in the Astronomical Society.

Now his ranking on the blacklist has risen to 46th place.

Compared with the original Ninety-One, it can be said to be a gratifying progress.

If he hadn't had the fifth level yet, he would probably have entered the top twenty miles!

It's simply a thorn in the eyes of hell.

Although the popularity is polarized, among the evil demons and heretics, it is already a righteous gentleman who can be punished by everyone...

If you have the chance to give eye drops to such a guy, you will never feel any mercy.

Besides, aren’t there a bunch of lonely ghosts from the ideal country standing in front?

For example, before the chessboard...

Marcus!

At that moment, on the wheelchair, the old diplomat suddenly bent down, choking violently, and the wrinkled skin was spasmed and contracted in one place.

Heart cramps, lungs torn, hands and feet breaking, blood drying, soul burning...

Countless phantom pains came to the soul like a candle in the wind.

He raised his face, and his pupils contracted in his blood-filled eyes, and a little bit of darkness appeared.

Signs of solidification!

At this moment, the evaluation report in the Gaia fragments had been delivered to every member of the decision-making room, and earlier, the numbers had already lit up on the elderly's wheelchair armrest.

The correction value is 66%, and the distortion is 34%!

This world has 34% of the place, shrouded in the abyss...

Similarly, as one of the bets.

One-third of Marcus's soul welcomes the favor and blessing of hell.

The essence of the abyss that was almost visible to the naked eye, which was so pure that it was suffocating, fell from the sky and poured into his soul. That power had made countless jesters and crowned men so angry that they were crazy!

Hell seemed to be cheering for it too.

Pulling his will.

"Tsk"

In the pantheon in Rome, the emperor who was watching this frowned and said nothing, but just pressed on the hilt of his sword.

Don't say a word.

But anyone could feel the chill and anger surrounding the emperor.

Right next to Marcus, Nakajima, the creator who had no presence from beginning to end, reached out to pull out a injection gun from his pocket, pressed it against Marcus's neck, and pulled the trigger.

The potion from the surviving hospital is injected into the soul.

It forcibly curbed the spreading pollution and erosion, and did not hesitate to tear his soul apart as a consequence, suppressing the symptoms of solidification to about one-third.

The old man in the wheelchair spasmed and suddenly stiffened from the twitch for a moment. It took him a long time to spit out a choking sound from his throat.

The mottled white hair hangs from the forehead, incredibly embarrassed.

Already, sweating profusely.

So, wiping the stains and saliva at the corner of his mouth lightly, Marcus raised his head again and urged indifferently: "What's wrong? Keep going."

So, in front of him, the chess players retracted their concern or worry and never looked back.

Only the Maharaja on the throne chuckled.

"Look, my friend, such a stubborn and struggling posture is really heartbreaking."

He sighed with praise: "No matter how many times he looks, the dazzling light that looks like thunder is so fascinating."

"Although disrespectful to a strong man like you is a way to die, I really want to say you can save money."

Marcus shook his head slightly and sighed: "I already have the ideal of dedicating my life. Nothing can be compared with it, Maharaja, even you."

"Haha, your time is only a short century, and it is natural to be obsessed with obsession and bias. Marcus, I don't care about your contempt and rudeness. One day you will understand how precious the things I have given are.

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Until then, you can struggle and resist as much as you want, but nothing will work.

It’s like your world will eventually sink, and you will eventually come here.”

The Maharaja smiled magnanimously and told him:

"Time stands on our side."

The most powerful weapon in the world, the most precious treasure in the world, the longest life span of the creature in hell, the remains of the oldest era, the most maddening beauty in the abyss, and even the pearls containing infinite power, which are caused by countless deaths

The condensed diamonds save all disasters and disasters that simultaneously cause all the complete distortion...

In the Sea of ​​Thunder, there are all these things.

It can be different from other places. The most beautiful things are only worth owning and enjoying by the strongest!

It's like the most dazzling soul in front of you at this moment.

Even in the treasure house of the Great Lord, there are not many collections that can be compared with him.

He has enough patience to wait.

One day, Marcus came willingly to stand in front of him.

He has time.

"Time? Maybe..."

Marcus sighed calmly, "It's a pity that the things that are left to me can't change anything."

With his sigh, the dark world in the chessboard shines again!

Countless miracles fell from the projection of the three pillars.

Across the entire territory.

Lights up the face of every sublimator.

When the long prelude is over, this is the real beginning.

They finally really took over the Gaia Fragments.

Take control of all this.

The purpose of the Insurvival Academy has been achieved. They truly acted with the power from the present situation in this fragment, once again gave it life, clearing the earth's veins, and recreating the universe.

But at the cost, it is to face the situation that is to face the reversal, and there is also the counterattack and invasion of hell at all costs. In order to win this bet, all rulers will do everything possible to smash this world.

, crushed into crushing.

It is very difficult to achieve something.
To be continued...