Arante Mountains, Uzhongmida Peak.

The forest is quiet and silent.

The creatures in this mountain have long disappeared, leaving only trees, flowers, vines, and various rocks that are in danger...

"Swish swish swish swish..."

There was a slight sound of branches and leaves rubbing from afar.

It has not rained in the mountains these days, and it is very dry. When there is any movement, the fallen leaves are rustling.

Isno, the worm monster that was exhausted after the war, sat cross-legged on the stone wall calmly, waiting for the sound of approaching.

The body he lost when fighting against the strange game is just a wreckage and cannot threaten his survival. As long as he is in his original body, he is still a complete individual.

It is difficult to maintain strong combat ability. At this time, Isno, who has become a young man in suit, sits quietly, giving people the feeling that he looks more like a wise practitioner, not like a devil who is unforgivable.

"God, here we come!"

Loli Gwent, with barefoot, jumped onto the stone wall with barefoot, hugged his legs and slowly turned into a cluster of beautiful vines, full of colorful vines, camellia, wisteria, jasmine, bougainvillea, blue snow, lingxiao, coral vine flowers...

Isno likes the magical scenery of crawling flowers in different seasons and the same vine blooming. He gently caresses this sea of ​​flowers that are within reach.

They both were in a good mood.

A new member is about to be welcomed.

Among the Thirteen Gods, except for the God of Death, Honghao, who can connect life and death, the giant stone god, and the sun god (deceased), the others are either neutral or are all supporters of Isno.

As the mysterious 14th God of War, Isno killed the Sun God long before the seal of the Thirteen Gods, replaced it, and secretly lobbled as the Sun Gods to dismantle the Thirteen Gods.

2000 years ago, after destroying the Mayan city-state, more than half of the thirteen gods turned against the Empress Lawrence, intending to join forces to attack the imperial kingdom created by Goddess Arant, while the other half of the gods stood by and watched.

The eldest son-in-law of Goddess Arant, the son-in-law of Goddess Arant, the god of death, Honghao, joined forces with the giant Zhan (the giant stone god), and sealed the Thirteen gods, and was able to quell the rebellion that subverted the imperial country.

From then on, the Thirteen Gods disappeared and only existed in legends.

Who will be the one who opened the blind box today?

Or, which scholar god can be opened?

Gwenter was a little nervous.

Is the crazy and irritable Vulcan?

Or is it the tenacious paranoid personality that is strongly opposed to the giant stone god giant?

Is it the neutral mountain god who watches fire from the other side of the river?

Or is it Gwenter's most hated water god, Watster Kent Arant?

Is it the "refining god" who controls metal?

Or are you asking others everywhere whether they believe in light?

Or is it the cold and arrogant "White Jade God"?

What Gwenter hopes to produce is her favorite "Chaoyueshen".

But this is very unrealistic. Even though Chaoyueshen frequently shows goodwill, Isno has always distrust Chaoyueshen, and always feels that she has bad intentions and pretends to surrender.

It seems good if it is a strange "Cooking God" or a "Heavenly Word God" who can communicate with all things.

Neither of these two gods has a high combat power, and is not strong in fighting spirit, so it is very easy to control.

The closer the footsteps, one foot gently stepped on the thick fallen leaves, and the hooked pointed diamond-shaped clown boots seemed to be stepping on the awards red carpet.

A sense of accomplishment, pilgrimage.

"God, according to your wishes, bring seven crystal products."

The clown James was still his green algae-like explosion and his clown makeup was red.

The difference is that he changed into a more particular performance uniform today to show his solemnity.

Every restless clown has a strong desire for cynical and shocking world.

Isn’t federal chaos the best compensation for social resentment?

The dazzling red color on James's mouth couldn't tell whether it was born or whether it was sticking to his face with a fake smile.

James, the clown, transformed from a social loser with an unfixed income, and became the leading figure in the federal criminal gang and the spiritual leader of federal criminals.

Now he can just ask the Internet flasher Joseph to issue a crime call on any forum and respond to it.

Thousands of devout "Jokers" came from San Mateo, and even came from other cities and states to respond to the callers and join him in the fight against this damn peaceful and prosperous era!

How fulfilling!

If you don’t drink, you will be drunk by yourself. You won’t be crazy!

The clever clown James untied a large sack from his back and placed it on the thick fallen leaves. Seven round things rolled out from inside.

The crystal skull that should have been translucent and shiny was now wrapped in a thick layer of red and black matter. If you look closely at it, this layer of thing turned out to be a living thing.

The living creatures covering the surface of the crystal skull slowly squirmed, forming a black and red body, differentiating into two lower limbs that resemble feet. They walked silly under the stone wall, climbed up, and merged with Isno's body.

After the seven-piece walking body returned to Isno's body, the old worm monster opened his eyes and felt better.

These are his essence.

In order to prevent the crystal skull from being foolproof, it took the risk of handing over its body to the clown James, without telling the other party what it was, and was also wary of this young man with a gloomy and terrifying mentality.

I just said that this was something that would allow him to bring back the crystal skull safely.

There are energy bubbles and surveillance space barriers everywhere in Coffin City, which can only create chaos to the greatest extent, conceal people's eyes and ears, lure the tiger away from the mountain, and hit the east and west.

Then let the body bless you, cover the complex underground drainage system of the capital city Coffin, guide the clown James out of Coffin, and wrap the crystal skull with the body to isolate the investigation of the aberration bureau...

"Well, you're doing a good job, go and kill someone."

Next to the clown's hooked clown boots, a straight green vine suddenly grew.

The vine trees grew to James's hand and stuffed him a small wooden raft with a name engraved on it: Sel Edmund Damer.

...

Two hours later, San Mateo, Truman District.

Hank Neurosurgery Hospital.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, after the last patient left, the director of the private clinic said hello first.

Two female nurses at the front desk packed up their things, turned off their computers, and waited for the next elevator to go downstairs.

The animal-speaking superpower, one of the survivors of the Mayan sacrificial case, Sel Edmund Damer, is always the last to go.

The anesthesiologist and three male doctors went out. Sel let out a smooth whistle and greeted the magpies passing by outside the window.

He also had to take out the trash and finally check the doors and windows of the clinic before he could end his whole day's brick-moving journey.

"Hey! Man, where did you go yesterday? I didn't see you, I thought you ran away. You know, I saw Nurse Mary stepping on your tail and thought you didn't dare to show up!"

Sell, in blue uniform, went to the dean's clinic to clear the trash can and talked to himself in the corner.

There is a gecko that lives in the clinic all year round.

"Don't mention it! It's obvious that the woman was trampling on me, but she still screamed so loudly that she was scared to death!"

The socially awesome gecko brother said.

"A woman, you're afraid of these little insects. You think they all look like me."
Chapter completed!