Cataclysm Bears

The statue didn't continue to discuss the issues of other organizations, and asked: "What do you think about this action, which congressman has suggestions, you can tell them."

The scene was cold for a while.

The statue of the chairman of the parliament was very anxious to the naked eye, but all the members of the House of Representatives didn't take it seriously, and they didn't pay attention to what they were fighting for the tinder mine or competing with other organizations.

Especially the Tibetan fox, the old god actually took out an unknown ancient book and read it.

"It's good, if it's not good, who will work for you."

The crow curled his lips and sneered to himself.

Among the people present, there were either demigod-level bloodlines, or the incarnation of original sin, and the last one was a thousand-year-old demon king. Just relying on the statue to verbally babble a few words, everyone will go to work and work hard for the council. That is impossible.

These guys are waiting for the parliament to take out the benefits first.

However, when everyone used this method to force the parliament to subdue and give benefits.

The first councilor, the guy with a dragon head on his head, took a step forward and said, "Don't worry, the chairman, this deity will definitely live up to his mission and bring back the fire!"

This is not over yet, before the council can speak, the dragonman continued: "President of the council, this is the fire I obtained before, and it just happens to be handed over to you."

After all, it took out a diamond-shaped crystal from its bosom, stepped forward a few steps, and placed it on the stone platform.

Everyone: "..."

What are you doing!

On the contrary, the statue was very happy: "Very well, the first councilor has done a very good job. You should follow it as an example, so that the council can work hand in hand with you."

Now, even Crow, who has always been afraid of the dragon man, couldn't help but feel that this guy was a trick.

"Talent."

Zhao Xiong also felt that it was a bit wrong to call the dragon man a dog, he should be called a loyal dog, and he didn't know what benefits the council gave him.

"Do the other congressmen have any kindling to show?" the statue continued.

There was a moment of silence below, the crow's eyeballs fluttered and looked elsewhere.

Zhao Xiong felt that it must have hidden goods, but he didn't want to take it out.

The Tibetan fox is still reading with great interest,

It seems that treasures can be found in books.

The fog of despair and the human skeleton still stood silently behind and pretended to be dead.

As for Little Lolita, she didn't take the statue's words to heart from the beginning to the end, and kept messing around with Zhao Xiong.

"What is it called the Blood Parliament? Just change the name to the winery."

Looking at these congressmen, Zhao Xiong couldn't help but feel sad for the statue.

Except for the loyal Gin, oh, no, the dragon man, none of the other guys took the council seriously.

Well, Zhao Xiong himself is the same, it is impossible to hand over the fire in the space imprint.

The statue obviously also saw the careful thoughts of the councilors. After a moment of silence, the ground of the main hall cracked, and seven stone platforms slowly rose up.

The stone platforms correspond to the seven councilors, and boxes are placed on them one by one.

"The things in the box are all treasures that match your respective evolution directions, and after absorbing them, you can increase part of your combat power.

After you go back, rush to the Taiyun Mountains as soon as possible. After the operation is over, return to the council to exchange rewards according to the results you have achieved. "

The statue simply didn't engage in the tactic of empty checks, and directly put the benefits in front of its eyes. …

"Quack, thank you, Mr. Councilor."

The crow immediately beamed with joy, and unceremoniously put away his own box.

"The president of the council is polite, and we will do our best to serve the council."

Tibetan Fox also put away the ancient books and said very seriously. But no matter how you look at this funny face, it makes people look serious.

Everyone put away their own share, and Zhao Xiong also took it. Although he didn't know what it was, just take it first, who doesn't like prostitution.

Since the conference day started earlier this time, everyone was not allowed to trade separately as usual, and the market began to leave after the confession.

"Everyone."

The dragon man turned around and stared at the others with majestic dragon pupils: "This task is related to the prestige of the council. I hope that you will all be there when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, a black beam of light emerged, and the first councilor left the council straight away.

As it left, the rest of the people also left one after another.

Before the Fog of Despair left, Zhao Xiong wanted to stop it and exchange the goat's head in the space imprint with it for some benefits.

But after thinking about it, all the mourners were killed and the coffin fell into the hands of little Lolita, so she gave up.

The fog of despair is probably going towards the coffins of the mourners, so it's not too much trouble.

"Quack, bear cub, you must go to the Taiyun Mountains."

Before Crow left, Bird Eyes stared at Zhao Xiong fiercely.

Obviously, he did not take seriously the "putting down of personal conflicts" that the parliament had persuaded before.

"Okay, you can go now."

Zhao Xiong was like chasing away flies, and he didn't take the crow's threat seriously at all.

The crow was so angry that it died, but it also left here with the beam of light.

"Little Xiongxiong, let's go."

Little Lolita also withdrew.

Soon, only Zhao Xiong was left in the huge parliament hall.

"Master, the leader of the council is calling me over." Carnage came out of his claws.

"Well, let's go."

Zhao Xiong nodded.

Immediately, the massacre turned into a ball of bruised blood and drilled out, slid straight into the pool of fresh blood flowing next to it, dissipating

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Zhao Xiong waited silently. Whether the massacre can get away with it is the little problem he is currently encountering.

I'm not afraid that the massacre will be seen as a fake by the parliament. As a servant of the parliament, half of the souls of the symbiote are kept in the depths of the parliament. As the statue of the president of the parliament, he would not have thought that a symbiote was born in the real world, the soul of life The core is not controlled by the council.

However, Zhao Xiong is also well prepared. Once the massacre is exposed, if the council intends to do something, it will immediately crush the scroll and leave here.

He has already checked that the positioning teleportation scroll can also be used in the council space.

"Master, it's done."

Fortunately, things went well, Zhao Xiong didn't have to wait too long, and Tu Zuo got out of the blood pool and returned to his body.

"What did the council ask you?"

Zhao Xiong uses consciousness to communicate with the carnage.

"It's just a preliminary assessment of you. The council will evaluate whether you are trustworthy based on the owner's behavior."

Carnage said truthfully: "I have made minor adjustments to your behavior to make the council's assessment biased."

"Well, good work."

"Master, although I have passed the test this time, in the long run, it should be revealed."...

"It's okay, just hang around once or twice, and you probably won't need it in the future."

Zhao Xiong said lightly, with his own growth rate, it would take only a few meeting days to get rid of the shackles of the council.

"By the way, master, there is one more thing."

The tone of the carnage trembled and said: "When I entered the interior of the parliament, I sensed in the dark depths of the parliament that there seemed to be a terrifying symbiote sleeping there, which made me feel fear deep in my blood, just like the source of the symbiote's life. .”

"oh?"

Zhao Xiong was a little surprised that the massacre could produce such a reaction. Could it be that there is also a symbiote god here?

However, without waiting to think about it, the statue as the chairman of the council said: "Seventh Councilor, you can go back."

call out!

Zhao Xiong stopped talking, and then turned into a black beam of light, and left here too.

 …

The black beam of light enveloped Zhao Xiong and Tu Zuo soared upwards.

And in the deep darkness in the deepest part of the parliament, there is dead silence, coldness, and nothingness.

In the bottomless abyss below, there seemed to be endless liquid wriggling.

With the rise of the beam of light, there is a wave of thinking here.

Inexplicably, this huge mass of liquid life seemed to wake up.

His eyes rose out of the endless abyss, passed through the parliament hall above, and fell on the beam of light that was about to leave the alien space.

"Suddenly I really want to...leave here."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the incomparably huge liquid life rolled up like a surging ocean wave, and turned into a black and red waterspout, soaring up, chasing the black beam of light.

However, the black beam of light was extremely fast, and soon passed through the screen of the alien space, forming a crack, and went straight away.

The torn space crack was healing quickly, and the huge mass of liquid was extremely fast, reaching the crack in the blink of an eye.

Like a living thing, it plunged in.

puff!

The incomparably huge liquid life successfully passed through the space crack before it was completely closed.

However, the repair speed of the space crack is too fast, and it is impossible to accommodate the huge liquid life comparable to a lake to completely pass through.

As the cracks were completely repaired, only a small amount of liquid finally passed through, and most of the rest were cut off and sank into the deep, dark abyss below.

In the real world, it was early morning at this time, and the sky was dim.

The survivors in the city have already woken up. Early morning is when most monsters are least active. People have already figured out the general rules of their activities, and take advantage of this precious time to go out to find the necessities of survival.

Snapped!

The sound of feet on broken glass.

A young man wearing a hood ran out of an Internet cafe with joy in his eyes, holding a few bowls of noodles, some sausages and other small snacks in his arms.

With these food supplies, they can survive for a while longer in this catastrophe that will end at an unknown time.

He had to survive, so that he could have the opportunity to go to Jincheng and meet his aunt who regarded him as his own.

The hooded youth thought to himself.

Whoosh!

However, just as he was rushing back to his shelter, there was a sudden change, and a large mass of inexplicable black-red liquid appeared out of thin air in front of him, pounced on him.

Crash!

The instant noodles and ham in his arms were all scattered all over the place. …

Under the hood was a delicate and pale young man's face. Knowing that he was being attacked by a monster, he immediately began to resist, trying to tear the viscous liquid off his body.

However, what frightened the young man was that the liquid monster couldn't grasp it, and it melted into his body strangely, and quickly disappeared under the skin through his clothes.

The young man in the hood quickly sat up and took off his clothes, only to find that there was nothing unusual about his skin, as if nothing had happened.

But he knew that this was not a dream, there was really a liquid monster integrated into his body.

It's just that the young man in the hood couldn't force the monster out of his body. After a moment of silence, he picked up the food scattered on the ground and continued to walk back.

Anyway, I am alone, even if the monster wants to kill me, it will not affect others.

"stop!

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But just as the hooded youth was about to return to the shelter, several strong men with machetes and sticks blocked his way.

"Leave the food and get out." One of the strong men said viciously.

The young man was silent and clenched his fists tightly.

"How dare you clench your fists, are you looking for death!"

The strong men became angry immediately, raised their weapons and surrounded the youths.

Anyway, order has disappeared in this period, and it doesn't matter if someone is killed.

The young man's face turned pale, his eyes were a little fierce, just when he was about to rise up and resist, even if he died, he would kill the person opposite him.

Suddenly a voice came from his mind: "I will help you solve them, but as a reward, I will occupy your body for a while."

As the sound came, the young man's body began to twitch slightly, as if being taken over by an inexplicable will.

The twitching ended quickly, and the delicate face under the hood became impassive.

Although his face has not changed, it is like a different person, ignoring life.

The young man in the hood looked indifferently at the several strong men surrounding him.

Swish!

The next moment, strands of thick black and red blood emerged from the young man's arms.

The bloodshot wrapped around the arm, and more than a dozen sharp and hard thorns quickly formed, and below the wrist turned into four sharp claws more than one foot long, shining with a sharp cold light.

"monster!"

Seeing such a change, several strong men immediately let out a cry of fear, wanting to escape.

But soon, the sound here disappeared.

Except for the young man in the hood standing alone, there were only a few mutilated corpses left around, bloody and cruel.

The possessed liquid monster recalled the memories of the youth, and said to himself, "From today on, I will be called Zhang Mo."

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