Chapter 541

The two's faces turned like neon lights, surprised and happy, happy and scared.

But no matter what, they hugged this big thigh, even if they were far from being dependents, not even running dogs under the door.

That is also a beautiful thing that countless people have red eyes for and break their heads for.

Unfortunately, they don't know a meme: Those who praise my true name will see eternal life in reincarnation.

Making a certain Luo Shu a bit regretful.

With a firm heart, Furuta Nimura looked up and said: "My lord, the minister has important intelligence to report."

He said uneasily: "Actually, the old king's corpse, which is the evil god's offspring, is the seal of the true evil god."

"Humph."

Jogo was full of disdain: "This kind of intelligence, our Magic Association already knew, isn't it a lullaby?"

From now on, they are competitors.

Who is qualified to become a running dog under this giant in the future.

Furuta Nimura didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued: "And that so-called evil god is actually the Mother God in the old king's mouth, which is the world itself! The true body of the seal is not the old king, but the old king's remains. Now the old king has been almost smashed to ashes. I'm afraid that Mother God is about to awaken."

Don't talk about evil gods, even the regenerative ability of those derivatives is disgusting.

How could the evil god exist with a trace of residue?

Aren't you afraid that one day the old king will pop out from some corner?

But the problem is, once the corpse is destroyed, it is equivalent to releasing the Mother God who gave birth to the kings.

Before, Furuta Nimura couldn't dream of this problem.

The most terrifying hypothetical problem was just that the old king might awaken, who knew he would encounter such an outrageous world and kill the old king.

Furuta Nimura took a deep breath, his eyes showing fear: "That Mother God in the murals is truly the mother who gave birth to all things, the god above gods, the source of all life in their world.

The forty-nine gods are just waste split from her.

Even the last old king, the most brilliant star, just slaughtered the kings and used the corpse of the same origin to soothe her to sleep.

Please be sure not to be careless."

Of course, even if he is now facing this Mother God who is far more terrifying than the forty-nine gods combined, he doesn't have the previous despair and self-abandonment.

Nothing else.

Before, it was the gap between man and god.

And now...

Damn, a world was pierced through, and the kings were all wiped out.

Even if she is not an opponent of the Mother God, she should be able to keep her out of the door... right?

He is a bit bottomless.

Mainly because the description in the mural is too outrageous, simply an existence like God.

"Oh?"

A voice of great interest sounded, and the young man stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky: "Is that it?"

Don't know when.

The brilliant starry night seemed to become a veil, and in that blurry vision that suffocated the whole world, as if separated by a film.

A great, indescribable chaotic light and shadow appeared outside that world film, quietly watching this world..

305. Didn't dozens of children die? They can be regenerated.

The gradually relocated camp.

Although when fighting the evil god's offspring, the powerhouses were all in one camp, they were essentially small circles.

Different strengths, different countries, even different circles in the past, different cultivation systems, curse circle, spiritual circle, exorcism circle, witchcraft circle...

Naturally formed small teams.

At this time.

In a corner not far from the Master Circle camp.

The atmosphere was silent.

Tsukimi was really numb.

God damn, there is a taller one!

How was this ghost world judged to be an ordinary technological world?

Before the sky screen descended, those cursed spirits, curse users, and exorcists were running around the world, okay.

Now it's good.

Damn, the Servants who pierced through a world are not the tallest ones.

"Forget it, forget it, ask Kazuma-kun if he can give some funds, and send someone to monitor us, so that I can go shopping in the city.

Whether to kill or cut or experiment, whatever, at least let me be a full ghost.

Tsk, I forgot how long I haven't eaten normal human food."

Amamiya Rindou lit a cigarette he touched from Mouri Kogoro's hand, waved his hand lazily, and walked towards the masters.

One year in this world.

Ten years in their world.

Ten years have passed, the food before the disaster has long expired, and the earth has also undergone mutations, and ordinary plants cannot survive at all.

Now, even KFC and instant noodles are delicacies that can make them cry.

Tsukimi was stunned for a moment, finally shrugged, and slapped Satomi Rentaro on the shoulder: "Stop being suspicious, didn't you hear? Those so-called perfect people were captured by the people of this world, now they definitely know more than us.

Perhaps the Supreme Mother God will not awaken, or simply doesn't exist?

Even if she exists, you have also seen how powerful those great lifeforms called 【Heroic Spirits】 are.

It's impossible for the mother to be more... more... more..."

He stuttered, weaker and weaker, and finally stopped abruptly.

Don't know when.

The atmosphere changed, as if some invisible aura flowed from the sea, as if strips of silk, brushing over the earth, bringing an indescribable feeling.

The noisy sounds of small groups around weakened and gradually dissipated.

The world is quiet.

No... it couldn't be...

Satomi Rentaro looked up stiffly, then turned back silently to look at Amamiya Rindou, who was also stiff and had a cigarette in his mouth: "Any more cigarettes? I want to be quiet."

Amamiya Rindou handed over a cigarette silently, looked up at the sky, and tried hard not to let his tears fall.

This broken world is poisonous.

No matter how small the probability, in this world, it is 100%.

Tsukimi squatted down in pain, hugging himself.

Pitiful, weak, and helpless.

Not far away.

The group of people in the Master Mutual Aid Association was quiet.

For a long time, Kazuma looked at Yukinoshita Yukino expressionlessly: "Is it too late to call Archer and the others back now?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't speak, staring blankly at the blurry light and shadow lingering in the chaotic haze.

That magnificent blurry outline was like a plump woman.

With fertile limbs, naturally making people think of 【Motherhood】 【Pregnancy】 【Origin】 in their minds.

Countless terrifying chaotic light and shadows lingered around her, surrounding her, as if playing at the mother's knees.

"Gamos... As... %%......"

Like whispers, like screams, and like some kind of low roar from the abyss echoed.

…….

"Old... Old One?!!!"

Federation.

A group of big shots looked at the blurry light and shadow visible to most of the planet like seeing a ghost.

Invisible pollution is being transmitted, merely witnessing this outline, at this moment, countless places in the world produced large-scale deformities.

Irresistibly assimilating towards that light and shadow.

Old One.