Cthulhu Gonfalon

The **** of the storm is far less sensitive than his name.

The so-called "wind" should be gone without a trace, and its disease is like the wind. However, perhaps because of the usual arrogance, his reaction was a bit slow, until Xiongxiong came to the door, he only remembered - it seems that he should also escape.

Can you run away at this time, still have time?

Of course it’s too late!

In the mouth of Yan Xiong’s mouth, the overwhelming tentacle has already passed away. This blow is a deafening roar, and the seas on the Shanghai side of the port below are all dizzy, slightly worse. When I stumbled, some of my **** sat on the ground, and I fell into a solid, and some of them sank directly into the water, and a bunch of bubbles popped up.

The **** of the storm is not as thoughtful as it is, and the avatar that has been hidden in the dark clouds has emerged, but it is a very outrageous wind element. When the wind element is calm, it is invisible, so it is difficult to be noticed. But when it moves, it will turn into a tornado that rotates at high speed. It rolls up countless black clouds and spins inside the body. More and more Thunder bursts in its body, making it look terrifying and horrible.

In the ordinary times, in the face of such an enemy with a sell, Yuxiong must be careful to test it. But now he has been stunned by anger, and he has slammed it without thinking.

As a result, the unfortunate **** of the storm was stunned by this.

Where does he want to get a confession in the world that doesn't follow the cards! Shouldn’t you scream at him before you start? Why do you start by licking one side!

The huge tentacles slammed down, and the **** of the storm, which was one step behind, was directly dizzy, but the thunder in the body dissipated more than half, and even the whirlwind of rotation was calm.

"Hey!" The **** of the storm yelled and yelled, but when he spoke, he was picked up by the scorpion and picked up his tentacles.

"You!"

"How!" Hey!

"No!" Continue!

"Speak!"

"The reason!" Hey! Hey! Hey!

The huge tentacle took a look at it, and did not give the **** of the storm a little bit of breathing. It can't even make a decent response, it can only try to gather strength, and it will continue to slam.

One time, two times... ten times, twenty times... one hundred and two hundred... I heard the sound of roaring in the sky, like many thunders continually blasting, not stopping for a moment.

In the end, the **** of the storm realized that his avatar could not be saved - until this time, he realized why the ocean goddess whose strength is still above him would be blasted and stunned.

Who said that this mixed-water jellyfish is going crazy? This guy is already crazy at all!

So it had no choice but to give up the incarnation, let it be smashed by the smashing, and breathe into the stomach again, taking away consciousness and returning to the body of the kingdom of God.

Fortunately fortunately, the connection between him and the incarnation is far less than that of the sea goddess. Abandoning an incarnation only loses a lot of divine power, and there is no damage to the soul.

So it can sit on the throne of the storm and the thunder, and think quietly.

"What happened to the jellyfish! Not just being killed by a believer, as for sending such a big nerve!" Its eyes swept over the empty country of God and shook his head wonderingly. "I almost never believers, no. The same is over now..."

As a **** of evil that always brings about natural disasters, the gods of the storm have few pitiful believers. Only those who are ferocious to madness, or who madly worship violence and destruction, will believe and worship Him. So even if He is a powerful god, His Kingdom of God is quite depressed and cold, and there are not many believers.

Those violent madmen certainly cannot understand the depression of their own bosses after they were beaten. They look at the **** of the storm and sit still there, and they will fight each other and fight indiscriminately.

In contrast, the ocean goddess is much better treated than him. After all, the female tyrant also has the same status as the “guardian of the sea creatures”, so his kingdom is quite lively, not only those evil sea creatures, but also many neutral and even kind creatures. When the goddess who saw her faith was seriously injured and returned, they ran over and asked for help. Although their power was not enough to relieve the pain of the sea goddess, it calmed his mind a lot.

"It’s good to have these believers here!" He sighed sincerely, showing a little satisfaction.

In the human world, Xiong Xiong is more and more gloomy at this moment.

Killed the incarnation of the **** of the storm, swallowed its wreckage, and his body made countless humming sounds, surrounded by countless lightning. After a while, the thunder was level, and the huge jellyfish became so small that it became about five meters in diameter. Although it is still a giant, it is much better than the previous one.

He quickly returned to the ground and ran straight to the body of Ray.

Lei was quietly lying in a pool of blood, and the storm did not wash the blood under his body. Instead, the wound was slightly whitened by the rain. At least a dozen spears pierced his body, and countless magic missiles covered his torso from the front and rear sides, creating a dense fist-sized depression that completely deformed his original tall body. In many places, Senran's bones have even been exposed from the wounds - they are still broken, even if a little complete can not be found.

Yan Xiong saw his nose sour and could not help but have the urge to cry. This poor guy, in order to protect his refugees, has been fighting for such a point!

Looking at these miserable wounds, he can fully imagine what kind of circumstances Lei is fighting alone, and eventually he is outnumbered, knocked down to the ground and killed!

His body shivered slightly, resisting the rebellion and turning the invaders from the sea into the impulse of raw seafood, unfolding the tentacles of the soul and searching for the soul of Ray.

"Time is not too long, you should still find some traces... maybe he is still..."

He talked to himself and wanted to comfort himself with such words.

But he was disappointed.

He tried hard to find it several times, although he did find some traces of the existence of Ray's soul, but did not actually find it.

"Is it... go to the underworld? Or go to hell?" He meditated, tentacles swiping in the air, drawing complex trajectories, attempting to summon the souls that had already gone to the underworld through the body of Ray.

"A deadly fool! Whether you ran to the underworld or fell into hell, give me back!"

The powerful magic shines in the air, like a bright moon falling into the human world, the aftermath spreads out, and even the distant waters are frozen. The sea people shivered in front of the powerful power beyond imagination. They couldn’t afford a little bit of courage. They ran wildly and fled, only hating their fins, their tails were not long enough, their claws were not strong enough, and they didn’t escape fast enough.

He is too lazy to ignore the seafood that has been scared of his courage. He is concentrating on casting spells. The vast ideas are accompanied by powerful magic, sweeping through the underworld, sweeping through layers of hell, and being able to travel in one soul. The world sweeps over and makes countless powerful presences stand out. I don’t know what the guy who hasn’t seen before has wanted to do.

In fact, he is only looking for, along the links that should exist to find the traces of the soul of the thunder.

After a long time, the magical array of light dissipated, the gloomy port, the big jellyfish stood motionless and downcast.

He couldn't find the soul of Ray, and he couldn't find even a clue!

He thought that Ray went to the underworld, but no; he thought that Ray went to hell, but no; he searched for the shadow world again, but no; he searched again for the stars and the soul world, still no He even searched for the heavens where the good people lived, or did not; in the end, he simply searched the world of outer elements that had only the soul to enter the world in a very accidental situation, still not!

No, no, no!

Finally, he finally despaired.

Maybe... Ray’s soul has dissipated? The last light that I saw before was his last trace...

The idea made his body tremble, and suddenly he got inspiration and jumped up.

"The soul has dissipated? It doesn't matter! The flesh is still there! Let's believe in science! What the soul is, the flesh is fundamental! As long as the flesh is still there, use the memory of the brain to resurrect! Even if the brain is necrotic, use the residual The thoughts on the flesh can also reshape the personality!"

He quickly pulled out the spears on the body of the mine, and then rolled it up with a wave of his hand, urging the magic to repair and treat the already riddled body.

It is a very laborious task to treat the body that has lost its life. It consumes dozens of times of magic under normal circumstances. He finally completely cured the body of Ray, without any damage, and is very healthy.

Next, it is trying to resurrect the brain of Ray.

Not surprisingly, Ray's brain was completely necrotic and could not be resurrected. Even if the input was equivalent to the normal level of the human brain, there was no response.

Yan Xiong is not discouraged, continue to cast spells, trying to bring together the remaining thoughts of Ray's body and re-shape it into a personality.

This personality is actually a false creation, and it cannot provide the most crucial motive force to the flesh as a soul. But the original power of the game is nothing more than a lot of lollipops...

"I tell you, I am very proficient in this work. I thought I learned sugar paintings with my teacher. When you wake up, I will give you 30 different lollipops, both sweet and sour." To ensure that you have a new taste every day, always full of wonderful expectations!"

He shredded and spurred the magic, trying to extract the thoughts left on the body of the mine.

Along with his magical powers, countless light spots emerged, and the number of them was so numerous that they couldn’t be counted, and they became more and more stunned.

"How... how come there will be so much!"

He has forgotten that there has been a desperate fight, attackers and defenders, thousands of creatures buried here. Their last thoughts were left here, activated by his spells, and immediately turned into a large piece of the ocean like the ocean of light.

A large piece of thoughts is noisy and messy, and you have to find out those who belong to Ray, even if he can't do it.

So, Xiong Xiong is really stupid.

what should I do now?