The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

As a senior dead man plus rpg god-level player, although he particularly likes to use the modifier to open the console, but still a god-level player, Lu Xi, clearly knows that he is currently in a dream, um, or, by the power of the plague king and In the virtual illusion simulated by the Kingdom of God. In this world, illusion is generally a special high-end atmospheric ability, and can create a large illusion to simulate a world, that is called god-level. The night elves' Druid masters like to use this trick, because they are all literary young people, and the gem dragons are very good at using this trick, because they are all large creatures with bad taste. It ’s a pity that they do n’t exist. In Lu Xi ’s view, ordinary people ca n’t find the difference between realistic dreams and reality, because they are all medieval aborigines who have never seen the world, but this is definitely not concealed by various explosive information clusters Lu Xi, a god-level rpg player.

Has been said three times because of its special importance.

Powerful spirits, strong wills like iron, when they are drawn into the illusion, will soon find clues and rely on their own willpower to remove the influence of the illusion and return to the real world, not to mention the **** level Lu Xi of the rpg player. Well, it has been said four times. However, the divine space formed by the power of the rules of the true God can be said to be an illusion, but it can also be called a space fragment between the intersection of soul and reality. Although this world does not have the sense of down-to-earth realism in the real world, it is not only the soul and thoughts that are confined in it, but even its own body.

Lu Xi believes that there is no way to return to himself by the conventional method, and his understanding of space magic should still be far less than the anti-system every day. The wind that has been imitated and never surpassed. This space seems to be full of evil taste and no artistic cultivation of Gothic style. After all, the plague king was condensed through his own dignity and powerful mana, although this world is full of uncoordinated violations for Lu Xi, a knowledgeable modern man. But he can feel his own sense of reality, not the kind of stagnation that he felt when playing virtual reality games.

It seems that it is not an ordinary illusion, nor is it worn by the soul, but completely worn by the flesh. Hmm ... Wear it twice in a lifetime, even if we are the protagonist of a certain department, should it be rare?

Well, even if I have a way out of this world with no creativity and no level of fun, we will not do it. Since it is **** front. Then **** in the end.

Made up his mind, so Lu Xi took a quick but unhurried step towards the Samanchar castle.

Of course, things did not reach the worst situation Lu Xi imagined-that is, far away from the castle no matter how he went. He only walked for half an hour, and then came to the hill, and what he saw in his eyes was a bluestone road that could accommodate several rides side by side, thus extending from the foot of the mountain to the castle on the top of the mountain. In this way, if you didn't choose to maintain physical strength, but sprinted at full speed. It may only take a few minutes to arrive.

Looked up, the castle was facing his gate level, flying a heraldic banner by Xuanyue.

This flag should always float above the Henas Peninsula, of course. This is naturally before the arrival of the plague king.

Now, this flag is hung again, and it is in the realm of the plague king ...

Lu Xi probably already understood the meaning of the most successful counterattack devil **** in history. An instant anger rose in his chest, but he vigorously deflated it back. Finally turned into a cold smile. As a technical house that has graduated from the Second Secondary Disease and is ready to save the world, anger turns into yelling and brave impulsive behavior. It looks like it's really hot and burning, but it's useless. You know, reality will always give the most real cruelty to the brainless blood. If you want to slay evil spirits and punish evil and promote goodness in such a world, at least you must have a constant force that does not allow anger to affect your reason ... Moreover, this is more compelling, is n’t it?

Maybe this is the difference between young manga and young manga? Man, this is how it grew up.

Lu Xi sighed and stood in front of the gate, listening to the bell ringing almost beside his ears, and witnessed the two bronze gates opening automatically in front of him, revealing the gloomy inside of the castle. The gloomy aisle seemed to have opened its mouth to eat its own giant beast.

Such a bridge is really uncomfortable in horror movies. Lu Xi didn't even hesitate, and stepped into the castle. At this time, in a world that seemed to be dead, there was finally some "popularity".

Warriors dressed in classical elven, or Samanthaer striped armour, were exhausted and scattered in the aisle in groups, sitting in groups of three or five, sitting on the floor, closing their eyes to recuperate, or thinking. They are well-armed and sophisticated, and the ingenious spirit in their eyebrows fully exposes the temperament possessed by the former. All of them should be powerful soldiers of a hundred battles, and even without krypton gold dog eye detection, Lu Xi can be sure that even the weakest of these people should reach the level of high silver. Looking around, in the corridor aisle, the number of these soldiers should be more than one hundred.

An army composed entirely of silver and even gold power is not without this world. Whether it is Auckland, or Virginia, or even a relatively sparsely federated population, it is possible to gather far more powerful people than this number. However, this is actually not very practical. The first thing we have to know is that most of the strong are talented people with IQ and identity. These so-called life winners have more or less unscrupulous aspects in their hearts. The biggest source of military combat power is not the personal heroism of a few strong men, but the fighting will, courage, morale and high organization of the most ordinary soldiers. After the modern military reforms in Oakland and the Federation, this performance naturally became more obvious. For a general, it is better to choose 10,000 ordinary people than to choose 100 "strong troops" composed of the former with a high silver rank. With a highly organized legion, compared to the former. The latter is completely "renewable resources".

In this world, due to population reasons, it also has the feelings of literary youth. In the end, only the thorough route of elite soldiers can be followed, in fact, only the night elves of the Holy Mountain of Hyjal. Even the high elves on Twilight Island have gathered a large number of main troops, or they can be commonly referred to as cannon fodder.

Of course, we have to understand that this is a middle-aged world with feudal monarchy as the main body. The influence of patriarchal blood and the royal family is still very high. It is not difficult for royals or the nobles to organize a small number of strong guards, although it is not necessarily practical in the real battlefield. But if it is used to brush the grid, this is also excellent.

Now, there are a large number of strong troops in this castle, or it means that they are officers or assault captains belonging to various troops, and after the troops are broken up, they use their own skills to kill the encirclement, and then Slowly gathered together again ... Or, they belong to a big person with a lot of identity. The product used to brush the grid is commonly known as the Royal Guard.

If it is really the latter, together with the most obvious blood lineage of these soldiers, the identity of the castle owner is quite obvious. Plus that big flag. And the emblem of the Xuanyue that can be seen everywhere in the castle is very obvious.

Lu Xi really wanted to communicate with these soldiers, but they seemed as if they didn't see him as a messenger at all. Still doing their own thing. They are all powerful fighters, and naturally have the strength and calmness that the strongmen deserve. Even when resting, Lu Xi rarely sees too obvious slack in their expressions. but. Everyone present, no matter how they hide it, their bodies are more or less filled with a desperate breath, either brightly or darkly, which slowly gathers into a desolate low pressure, making people almost Can't breathe.

Lu Xi seriously looked at a blood warrior lying beside him. The armor of his half body has been removed, and the abdomen is tightly wrapped with bandages. There is no bleeding in it, but there is a stagnation and deep black gas, which is clearly a typical necrosis toxin.

He crossed the aisle and climbed several floors along the stairs. On the way, I met a blood girl dressed as a maid and taking care of the wounded. I saw a large group of men, women and children who had no combat power and huddled together to keep warm. Among them, there were blood races, but most of them were humans. Lu Xi also watched When we reached two "acquaintances", the Earl of Savile and the Countess of Corutet remembered that they were all Miss Yawen's courtiers, but they didn't say a few words to them.

When Lu Xi came to the door of an extremely spacious hall, she finally saw the figure of Miss Zhenzu.

Miss Zhenzu at this time, of course, was not the hard figure of the aura with a height of a few feet before Kazan's hard anal. It was naturally the shape of her "original" 14-year-old and beautiful girl. Of course, at this time, she was not wearing the signature purple-black gorgeous dress, but a silver trumpet in her life. Her long hair had a ponytail behind her head, but it was a bit more heroic.

However, at this time, Miss Zhenzu did not have the full-fledged smile that Lu Xi was familiar with. She was like all the girls of 14 or 5 years old, biting her lower lip tightly, without saying a word, her face was full of struggle and pain.

And Yawen were sitting in the same hall, and there was a young man with the same purple hair, about twenty-four or five years old. His facial features are similar to Yawen's in seven or eight points, and at a glance he knows that he is a sibling. He is tall and awe-inspiring, even sitting on the side, there is a sharp sense of the unsheathed sword, indeed there is an unspeakable heroic spirit. It is not the same as a pseudo-mother who pretends to be a pure man but basically strangers will misunderstand. It is because the "heroic spirit" condensed by this male hormone is too obvious, although the elder brother ’s facial features are beautiful. Exquisite, but it will never give any feeling of being a woman, but it is very in line with the setting of the "Prince Charming" or even the "overbearing president" that most nymphos determined in the era of loli.

　　 "Is this...the last moment of the last emperor of the blood race?"

Lu Xi knows a little bit about the deeds of this last emperor. In fact, although the blood empire of Genus has a history of thousands of years, but with the lifespan of the blood clan, there were only three emperors during the entire empire period, and they all died of misfortune. Of course, compared to the father who had sacrificed to the **** lady and the brother who had prostrate to the king of disaster, this last king of Delakra was very ethical and courageous. He did not lead his own people to directly intervene in the Qiming War, but he accommodated the defeated and wounded soldiers of the Liming League, and secretly provided the league with grain and weapons. As for himself, the life of the shadow dancer Marlene, one of the twelve heroes, had killed the abyssal lord Rukfahad, and even reportedly assassinated the King of Rock Hidden. Unfortunately, he did not succeed.

According to the orthodox view of history, he and Kazan ’s army fought to the last moment. Finally, in order not to be enslaved and humiliated by the skeleton king, he took the whole family and loyal followers in the last fortress-Xuanyue Palace (meow ) Burned to death. And his only family member left, and the only true blood ancestor left, Princess Yawen? Moonlight, soon succumbed to the obscene power of the plague king, and the Genus Peninsula then entered the era of undead.

Of course, Lu Xi now knows that King Delakala did not burn himself (meow), but let his sister Yawen devour the body of herself and the whole family. Let his flesh become the last capital of blood revenge after thousands of years.

"This should be the original scene?" Lu Xi thought to himself: "Kazan brought me in. Is it for me to watch historical dramas?"

At this time, King Delakra opened his mouth and showed a painful expression: "Ya Wen, you must make a decision. The future of our family and our family ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ must depend on your select."

"... but, but, brother, I ..."

"I thought about it seriously. Kazan is also the true God after all. It is not difficult for him to reshape the body. Although his approach is cruel, which one is not the case with the upper class? At least I can be sure that he really likes it. Yours. With him, you may really be happy. "

……Eh?

"Sometimes obeying the strong is not necessarily a bad thing. You are married to the king of the plague, which is the queen, so that the status of the next month's family in Hernas will not be greatly affected. We after all It was defeated, but now I only need to share dominance with the victors, and not to become a slave. Think about it, how lucky this is actually! Ya Wen, we only need you to make a little bit of it Sacrifice ... "

Hey Hey hey! Is this script wrong? (To be continued ...)

Ps: I have arrived in the Imperial City. This period of time should be a little unstable, but it will only take a week or two. Yeah, it's just soy sauce

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