Chapter 3887
Those larger than 10 Million Li broad plates, smaller to the size of the fist, have been transformed into detailed powder flowing up under constant shocks.
“What’s going on?”
“What happened…”
“Our body is collapsing!”
Mother World’s fragments still have a lot of lifeform.
The lifeforms of these avoided a catastrophe also wish to survive well, but their aspirations were bound to collapse.
At this point, they see a little bit of fragmentation of the body, and they turn it into powder, and then fly up to the air.
Someone wants to run, someone wants to resist, but none is futile.
Cthulhu is a very decisive man.
Perhaps there was still one more effort to rely on the “spot” before, and now he realizes that the gap cannot be filled, he chose to throw it alone.
About half a hour later, all the substances of Mother World, together with thousands of lifeform, were sacrificed, and the huge debris belt was completely gone, and now it’s only this huge platform prison, and the black Ship, which floats far away.
Shen Tu, the old captain and Xiuzhu stand on deck and watch silently the broken Mother World disappear.
“With Cthulhu’s light, my Black Ship can stay at the last moment,” Captain said with a bitter smile.
“Madam, it’s crazy, I like it…” Shen Tu can’t stand to be surprised.
Xiuzhu looked down Shen Tu’s eyes and looked at her face as calm as always, regardless of what Cthulhu did, she supported it unconditionally.
“Long!”
Cthulhu puke.
The platform prison was rapidly expanding, while “growth” in prison was a new, respectful Cthulhu clone.
Soon, the number of Cthulhu has been breakthrough 100,000.
And then 500,000…
1 000
Grandmaster of Heaven looked at Cthulhu, densely packed, and he said, “How much clone can you create with all the substances that consume Mother World?”
Cthulhu true body thought, “About 4 million.”
Each clone is much stronger than the general Immortal Realm, so Mother World is so large that millions of clone can be manufactured.
“so many clone, a force that cannot be ignored,” Grandmaster of Heaven said.
Cthulhu true body sneered, “Four million ants are not an elephant’s opponent, and if the battle is just a crowd, I only need their wisdom.”
One of the Cthulhu clone in the prison fence listened and turned around and said, “If you only need our wisdom, then this capsule will be meaningless and only one head will be in the head!”
And this clone’s words remind Cthulhu that he’s showing up on his face, and you’re right, and you said, “Good advice, that’s all it takes to keep the head!”
If there was only one brain, there was no need for prison.
Grandmaster of Heaven thought Cthulhu was just a joke, and he didn’t think he’d do it, and he’d start sacrifice again. Some Cthulhu are pleased to agree that they prefer to pursue the shortest path of energy, while others Cthulhu are very resistant to the insane curse, but whatever the clone reacts, their bodies quickly collapse.
Pure energy.
There’s only one drain left on the giant platform, and more Cthulhu’s brains are quickly created.
Grandmaster of Heaven and the chill songs are all cheeky faces.
Neither of them exists in accordance with the rules, but they look at such arrangements as Cthulhu.
What do you want?
Cthulhu true body provides these brains with the energy to survive, ensuring that they can think flexibly.
“Four hundred times more in number, about 1.6 billion,” Cthulhu true body finally showed a smile.
He actually wanted to create more brains, but there was a need to keep part of the energy available for those brains to think, and 1.6 billion already were basically limited.
The clone, who just made the proposal, once again suggested with the only remaining brain, “The number can increase, and we need only one brain, which is more efficient in communicating with Divine Sense.”
The Grandmaster of Heaven and the Cold Sing heard that suggestion, and they were horrendous.
Isn’t that right?
It’s all in a row of brains, and it’s a line of brain?
“Good! Eye nose, skull, teeth, these can also be sacrificed!” Cthulhu true body shoots.
So 1.6 billion heads were sacrificed again.
After the sacrifice, 1.6 billion clone left only each and everyone with a spiritual brain, which also increased to 200 billion.
These brains have souls that are stronger than Saint Soul Realm, who release Divine Sense from all over the world, so many of the chaos that Divine Sense has been involved in organizing a chaotic spiritual storm in the air.
“Calm down!”
After Cthulhu true body released a spiritual pressure from terrifying, 2,700 brains took Divine Sense back.
The next Cthulhu true body is divided into a few major areas for these brains, some are responsible for thinking, some are responsible for collecting, aggregating and others are responsible for screening useful information and so on.
Two hundred hundred brain units reflect on the very many messy information that must be sequenced.
He just finished this, turned around and suddenly looked away, and there was a little silver flash there.
Cthulhu’s eyebrowing, stretching his hand over the Black Ship peace desk, dragging the two out of several dozen dozen litres, and then there’s a terrifying silver energy spill over!
This energy flow is plundered at terrifying speed and quickly disappears in the sky
Grandmaster of Heaven and the cold song saw this energy flow again.
“Here, that’s what you’re talking about.”
“Why do you have such terrifying formidable power?”
Cthulhu true body looked at them briefly, “and that’s why I cutting off the ones through retreat.”
…
The fighting between Luo Zheng and the landlords in the premises of the funeral continues.
In a short period of time, Luo Zheng released six “mirror extinction” and bombed six large holes at the burial site.
This “mirror extinguishes” formidable power, which is inherent in terrifying, cannot be completely removed from the landlord. The landlord followed closely from behind the release of a glorious gold day, which surrounded the landlord from the interior to the edge of the funeral, Li Mountain, God Domain, Returning Ruins Cementery, all swallowed by this gold day, millions of chaos.
The spirit is extinct.
The whole place of funeral, with the exception of Immortal Mansion, which Luo Zheng guarded, is a dead silence. And when the rays of the light of Kim’s Day are getting bleak, the figure of the landlord slowly floating from it, “Every globe’s end is a battle with me ‘from’ from ‘, and it’s my favorite time to change you this time.
Interesting. “
Luo Zheng would only use “mirrors” in the eyes of the landlords, which could not cause substantial harm to him at all.
“Millions of dollars.”
Luo Zheng picked up his hand, and billions of silver circles flourished.
It’s still a situation, extinction, synthesis.
“…”
The pool of energy flows again struck the landlords.
This time, the landlord cannot escape, and he intends to block this power flow. As Luo Zhengs figure disappears in silence, but next moment appears next to the black light.