Chapter 2901 (1/2)

”Well, his body seems to be changing.”

Hally nodded, but with her big eyes, she found a black hole under the bald man's body. Many black sharp claws protruded from the hole, as if to catch him.

”It's a tunnel to the underworld. Spartans are always alive and dead. Don't worry about them.” Su Ming took the blue and golden sword back into his pocket and patted it with satisfaction: ”it's not enough to have the Olympus sword. I have to find something else.”

The plan of the death knell is to collect a bunch of weapons, find a good blacksmith, and use these collected artifacts to upgrade their own God killer.

The current situation of the God killer is that it is not powerful enough, but it can transform at will, which is the best. It can change the electric drill, the sewer dredger, the impact drill and the electric stick. Even the little cousin shakes his head and is afraid to see it.

Using a morph weapon can be a few tenths of a second faster than changing a weapon from your pocket. In many cases, this insignificant time difference can determine a lot of things.

Besides, there is a bloodthirsty soul among the God killers. Although it is a little retarded, it is even like a beast, unable to communicate effectively, which can't be compared with the cloak of magic float.

But is it a kind of artifact? If you put it in the universe of cultivating immortals, it's also a good base for advanced weapons. Even the foundation of the night sword can't be compared with it.

Even if the bloodthirsty weapon consciousness is a wolf, it's also a wolf raised by Su Ming. After using it for so long, it's a little emotional.

Standing on the high platform between the two people talking, Kratos's body was dragged away by the black claws, leaving only a pool of blood.

”You said that his future son is the God of war. Shall we go to the future?” Harry scratched her head, and the red and blue horse's tail swayed. Now there was no one alive in the city, only the sound of buildings collapsing and fires burning.

She doesn't like the quiet atmosphere. If she can choose, she prefers a lively nightclub or disco.

”There's no need for that. The story of the future concerns the Warner Protoss. I have everything they have, and it's better, so let's move on to another universe.” The knell struck the side of his helmet: ”adjutant, send it. According to the plan, go back to the omnipotent universe of marvel, inform the first fleet, the second fleet is on standby, and sepulk adjusts the channel.”

”I see, sheriff. Good luck.”

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This is an age of cruelty. The universe has ushered in endless darkness. There is little hope for the future. But for those who are used to wandering on the dangerous blade, this is also the best time.

War, plunder, destruction, rebirth.

Everything has always been, and everything has value.

Fulanluo, the grassland planet, was once on the edge of being forgotten by people. It is not a strategic place, and there are no valuable resources.

The race living here is a kind of dwarf, with a long pink nose. It looks like an upright elephant. When the wind blows across the grassland in spring and autumn, many of them will shed pink snot.

There are not many indigenous people on the whole planet. They live by animal husbandry. The animals they raise look like pigs, but they have black and white patterns and long noses.