Zongman: Endless Shuttle Chapter 945

Xinke Nierbalian gracefully picked up the scented tea.

"In this case, it's better to find something to do for yourself and participate in the security work."

"Thank you. By the way, Ms. Nilvalen, what happened to the elves' use of "Foul Blood"...?" "

Xin Ke Nilvalen stopped drinking tea.

"...Unable to bear the power, part of it is crazy, but fortunately, most of it has been perfectly inherited. Regarding how to form combat power, I have to ask Sir William and Mikolash."

"Of course, that's their responsibility."

Lawrence's face imitated eyes, and the ominous red pupils stared at Xin Ke Nilvalen for a while.

"Miss Nierbalen, it seems that you didn't use "Tainted Blood"? "

"A warlock needs a clear mind, and my strength is enough." Xinke Nierbalian shook his head. "It's not a big deal if there's no 'tainted blood'. "

As the strongest sorcerer, she naturally doesn't need other powers to add.

The biggest role of "Foul Blood" is to form a new power system for the elves with broken bloodlines, and Xin Ke Nilvalen herself... She still has a little fear of that ominous blood.

"What a pity you missed the sweetest gift."

Mikolash took out a small section of glass tube from the pocket of the windbreaker, which contained a liquid thicker than that flowing from the statue of Cthulhu.

"This is a good thing... The power to connect to the original source of the creator is beyond your imagination."

"Please use it slowly."

Xinke Nierbalian was not tempted at all, she kept Luo Pei's warning in mind, and even raised several grades herself.

——Nightmare species and elves are different.

"Speaking of which, I'm a little curious. Mr. Rope once said that Mr. Lawrence, you are taking a different path from "Blood". What exactly is it? "

"This..."

"You don't have to say it's inconvenient, just ask me casually."

"Hey... Do you want to know?" Mikolash smiled darkly: "A long time ago, when it was first born, it buried the "flame" of Cthugya bestowed by the Creator into its body. Using the immortal body as firewood to gain greater power, the same concept as us "blood drinkers"..."

"Mikolash!"

"Mikolash, how dare you say that name so frivolously!"

Lawrence said angrily.

"The god of drought and evil sun that even the Creator has to respect, you..."

"Of course I have respect, but unlike you who are hypocritical, I respect in my heart."

"...It seems that Nightmare Plant lost a leader today!"

Seeing the three brothers who were torn apart every day, Xinke Nierbalian took a sip of tea and lowered his head in thought.

...the god of drought and evil sun?

Do you have this kind of god?

She searched all over her memory, and found that there was no record of the gods with this name in any corner.

Forget it, these are not important.

Xinke Nilvalen gave up thinking.

It's just a random question driven by curiosity, why do you have to draw a conclusion? Now the main god she serves is Rope, it is enough to know this...

After a long time, when Xin Ke Nilvalen looked up, he found that the leaders of the three nightmare species had finished their quarrel and were looking at the west direction of the grass dome ship in unison.

is there anything there

Xin Ke Nilvalen cast magic on his eyes.

"That's... an Ex-Machina?"

What caught the elf girl was the figure of a humanoid creature.

There are about six of them, floating in the sky, with complex mechanical structures on their bodies, and in the pupils that are constantly shining with data, there is nothingness that can't even see a trace of emotion.

"What is the iron block doing here?"

Mikolash touched his chin.

"It's right that their territory is far away from here... Tsk, the spiritual power of this group of guys is too weak, right? If it weren't for such a short distance, I wouldn't be able to perceive it."

"I remember the knowledge bestowed by the Creator that the Ex-Machinas are a race with almost no "heart". "

"No heart"? Isn't that Tianke us? ' Mikolash exclaimed.

"...note my wording, 'almost'. I bet, Mikolash, you must be too troublesome to throw the knowledge bestowed by the Creator into the mind network. Lawrence waved his hands irritably.

"Gee, I don't like having too much knowledge in my head..."

Mikolash said apologetically, and then looked at the group of motionless Ex-Machinas with his mimetic eyes.

He raised the meat saw in his hand.

"What should I do? Kill them directly?"

"Wait and see. Ex-Machinas are passive races, and they won't move unless they attack."

"But they can't be allowed to enter the hunting ground." William added: "The Ex-Machina is a race that the Creator has specially ordered to pay attention to."

"Well. As long as it crosses the line, do it."

Facing the three leaders of the Nightmare species who wanted to make trouble very much, the Ex-Machinas seemed to be aware of the danger. They just stared for a long time, collected the data, and flew towards the east at high speed.

Mikolash was clearly disappointed.

But before he could open his mouth to complain, from farther to the east, like the power of a nuclear bomb explosion, the semicircular mask expanded rapidly, illuminating the dusk sky.

"..."Broken Roar"? "

Lawrence narrowed his eyes.

The nightmare species and the dragon spirit species have been fighting for a long time, and of course they are very clear about the reason for the formation of this power.

The once-in-a-lifetime brilliance of each dragon spirit——"Beng Roar"! After using it, the dragon spirit will collapse and die due to its power expansion.