Chapter 1510 (1/2)

Can't imagine.

Even if Ning Tao is a plague God that God can't help, he can't be the God of war, an army composed of thousands of gods, as well as the goddess of wisdom himia, elisabah and the immortal hunter. No matter whether his mind is full of speculation about the upcoming war, he will lose miserably, and he can't protect the Oriental kingdom.

What should I do?

No, what to do.

”Good brother, think of a way quickly. No matter what difficulties you face, you can always think of a way.” Shenzhou looked at Ning Tao with eager eyes.

Ning Tao smiled bitterly: ”I'm thinking now whether all this is really destined by God. It's destined to happen and no one can reverse it.”

Shenzhou said excitedly, ”is it God's destiny to destroy the three realms? How soon will God do this? Anyway, I don't believe there must be a conspiracy.”

”What do you think is the plot?” Ning Tao asked him.

Shenzhou shook his head again: ”I don't know this. I need you to investigate. I won't escape this time. If there's anything I can do, just tell me. I'll fight with you this time!”

Insect 2 said, ”you sound good, but you actually have nowhere to escape because the three realms are going to be destroyed, don't you?”

”You...” Shenzhou waited for insect two.

He seems to disagree with insect two.

Ning Tao was not in the mood to listen to the quarrel between the two goods. He walked to the God who looked like Lei Zhenzi.

The God who looked like Lei Zhenzi was stunned by his pan. Coupled with the repressive power of the temple, he had no reaction. If he didn't look at the golden divine blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, nostrils and eyes, he looked like he was asleep.

Ning Tao came to Lei Zhenzi's side, squatted down and opened Lei Zhenzi's eyelids with both hands. A pair of golden divine eyes suddenly exposed, but there was no divine light or vitality in his eyes. The golden pupil is more like a false eye made of golden crystal, without any fresh breath.

He was dead after all.

From Ning Tao's hands, a trace of natural power was injected into Lei Zhenzi's eyes and then into Lei Zhenzi's brain.

Ning Tao's mind simultaneously emerged the picture inside the brain of ”Lei Zhenzi”.

At this sight, he was stunned on the spot.

Lei Zhenzi's mind was so dark that he didn't even have a brain wave.

Lei Zhenzi's head is not the golden brain cells of the gods, but the black sand in his head!

Those grains of sand are the sand of death.

Ning Tao's mind came to a grain of death sand. He found that the grain of death sand was full of dense runes flowing. Moreover, the sand of death in his head seems to be spreading all over his body, and some skulls and blood vessels have also shown signs of desertification.

It is not difficult to imagine that this ”leizhenzi” will eventually become an existence composed of the sand of death. God will not be God, and ghosts will not be ghosts. It seems that there is no way to know what he will be.

Ning Tao originally wanted to see if the gods who came out of the divine tomb had the memory of their previous lives, or the memory of their contact with himia, the goddess of wisdom, and the memory of what they experienced in the city of the sky, but the head of ”Lei Zhenzi” was just a dead sea, so quiet that there was not even a ripple.

Ning Tao followed and moved to another winged God.

That God

Ling is a goddess with colorful wings, which are also very beautiful. It just has a bird head and looks very ferocious.

However, none of these matters. Ning Tao chose her will only because she was still awake.

There is no memory or even brain waves in the comatose brain. Should there be someone awake?

Ning Tao squatted down beside the goddess and put his hand on the goddess's forehead.

The goddess opened her mouth to bite Ning Tao's hand, but when she was suppressed, she couldn't lift her head up at all. Even her mouth was just opened a crack and couldn't bite.

Ning Tao's mind entered the goddess's head with a trace of natural power, and was stunned at the sight.

The goddess's brain is in a running state, but what is running is not her thinking and brain waves, but black sand of death. When the sand curtain moves in a straight line, it is similar to how many grains of sand rush down the waterfall.

Black sand ”waterfall”, glittering micro runes, no memory fragments, no memory pictures.

Ning Tao withdrew his hand and felt very heavy.

”Good brother, have you found anything?” Shenzhou can't wait to know the result.

Ning Tao looked a little out of shape: ”their heads are full of sand.”