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    Chapter 6-155 Begin Harvesting

    p: I originally wanted to be late last night, but I actually fell asleep, embarrassing.  During the day, several businesses came over to decorate for me, and it was a busy day.  I'm so sorryI just fell asleep again

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    Both the gods and demons have now been slaughtered to a bloody extent. The situation on the battlefield is completely bloody, corpses are everywhere, and there are fighting soldiers everywhere. The shouts of killing and screams have filled the entire space.  Although there are frequent conflicts between Heaven Mountain and Abyss, a fierce war on this scale has not happened for many years.

    Seeing that these two parties were already fighting fiercely, the other forces were naturally happy to watch the fun. Spies from all sides used various methods to form onlookers around the battlefield.

    "It's so happy! It's so happy!!" The onlookers cheered and were gloating in their hearts.  When my opponent is in pain, I feel happy. This is "happiness"!

    But the only exception is the team of Su Ze and Siming.  Except for a few of them who were onlookers and monitored the unfolding of the battle, most of them had no time to watch the excitement and were too busy.

    The true form of the great god Siming continued to make the suspicious-looking beads, while Su Ze was responsible for collecting and sorting them, while Naraku and other extreme gods acted as "engineers", burying such things of unknown purpose everywhere.

    Maybe it’s because he thought of a good way to catch “delicious food”, Master Siming is in a good and happy mood today.  No, it was so happy that it sang.

    "If you have more, you will sing praises, but if you have one turret, your heart will hurt I have no time to pay attention to you, I only feel my quantity I am the beginning, I am the end, I am the only political commissar You, this little planet, can only be turned by my hand.  " The milky singing voice and the extremely stupid and domineering lyrics echoed in Su Ze's ears again.

    "Oh my god, what a good song "Hymn to Multiple Turrets", but it was adapted in such a stupid way" Su Ze's face was full of black lines, and he didn't know what to say.

    Master Siming has discovered that singing is no longer just about imitating, but also actively adapting.  But with his extremely close to zero emotional intelligence, the lyrics he adapted must be the kind of thing that makes listeners jump right into the street.

    I don’t know when it started calling itself a “political commissar.”  In fact, Siming didn't understand what a "political commissar" did, nor was he interested in knowing.  The reason why this happens is due to some "fucking people" on the Internet. In the past, there were some guys from the "Multi-turret Cult" who imitated the styles of the "Old Testament" and "Dead Sea Scrolls" and wrote a lot of "fake"  Sutra", and its main god is the "political commissar".

    "Si Ming has the innate ability of a super super hacker. Even the advanced network security systems on the earth are defenseless to him.  Browsing the Internet is like browsing in your own backyard. Naturally, it goes wherever it wants to go.  Ever since it gathered the hot weapon priesthood, it began to be interested in the multi-turret religious sect, and naturally those "apocrypses" were read by its elders one by one.

    As we all know, although this guy Si Ming is very powerful, his emotional intelligence is extremely low and he lacks common sense.  Once it encounters interesting news, it basically won't go there or is too lazy to go, or it just can't tell whether it's serious or a joke.  Especially after taking over the Multi-turret Cult, it probably felt that the "political commissar" of the Apocrypha was very good and powerful. It seemed like he was praising himself.

    No matter how low the emotional intelligence of Si Ming is, he can still understand the praise and praise, so he took the position on his own and began to regard himself as a "powerful political commissar".  From Su Ze's point of view, this was simply a matter of laughter and laughter, but now that Master Siming was in high spirits, how could he be persuaded?

    The Good Lord Siming has always been extremely lazy. Although it calls itself a "powerful political commissar," it does not ask others to recognize it, nor does it ask believers to call it this way.  Su Ze didn't need to worry about this, thinking about how to "cleanse" this kind of brain-dead behavior.  So I didn't interfere. Anyway, it just wanted to enjoy itself.

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    The voice of Hao Siming is pretty good. Although the lyrics are a bit silly, it doesn't matter as long as you selectively ignore them.  At least that's how Su Ze dealt with it.

    Siming sang and sang, looking extremely excited.  And he was singing and talking to Su Ze at the same time.

    "Su Ze, do you know? I found that the demon kings in the abyss are delicious, and I won't tell others"

    "" Su Ze sweated profusely.

    "Last time, one of my servants said that ginseng fruits are the most delicious things in the world. I want to catch them and turn them into ginseng fruits! Maple Dance has already designed a method for me to make ginseng fruits. She is so awesome.  You can do it Su Ze, please help me think about how to make ginseng fruit delicious""I have never made ginseng fruit. This is a novel! There is no such thing in the world" Su Ze was dumbfounded.

    "That's okay, even if it didn't happen before, it will soon. Just pretend that there was this thing before I want to eat it" Siming replied nonchalantly, and then he said: "  …Su Ze, I still have one more song to write. Help me compose "Song of Ginseng Fruit". I think eating delicious food while singing can make delicious food taste better"

    "II can't, I can't compose songs" Su Ze almost fainted.  What is your hobby?  Finally, he had to say: "Okay, I'll let Zhang Mei find a way to collect money in the name of the church"

    "Okay, let's do more. I want to sing songs for all the delicious food! Well, this should be called the theme song, yes, it is the theme song. From now on, when I eat delicious food, I will sing the theme song  Songyes, that's it, Su Ze, do you think my method is very powerful"

    "Well, it does look very powerful" Su Ze's eyes almost cramped.  From Uncle Siming's aesthetic point of view, it is completely conceivable how outrageous this "food theme song" is.

    “That’s right, I think it’s awesome too!” Siming was so happy that he kept changing the light on his body, making it look like a neon light.  Suddenly, Siming stopped making beads and even stopped singing.

    "Hey, something seems to have come out? It's really strange. It tastes delicious but not delicious at the same time" Siming stretched out a tentacle and pointed at the rear of the demon army.

    "What?" Su Ze asked quickly.  Could it be that another powerful demon appears?

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    Suddenly, a huge portal opened behind the demon army.  A huge ball of dark golden light rushed out from inside.

    At the same time, a vast wave of energy rushed towards the battlefield like a tsunami.

    This energy carries powerful divine power, but also carries a strong aura of death. It is also full of surging murderous intent and hatred.  It seems extremely strange.

    With the emergence of this powerful energy, the soldiers on both sides who were fighting fiercely were shocked at the same time.  The battlefield that originally shouted to kill Zhentian suddenly became quiet.

    "Hahaha, this annoying guy Rosta, let's keep all his clones this time" Demogorgon's left head laughed proudly, and the short stick in his hand glowed with a faint golden light.  .

    Then he shook his short stick and recited an obscure incantation.  A terrifying aura continued to expand around him.

    Demogorgon pointed his short stick towards the City of Judgment and said with a thought: "Go, No. 43! Tear all the gods in the city to pieces!!"

    The dark golden ball of light immediately flew toward the city

    The gods in the city are not puppets. When this thing appeared, they already felt the threat of this unknown object.  Such a powerful energy fluctuation, no matter what it is, will not be easy to deal with.

    "This iswhat is this?"

    "Divine power? This seems to be a fluctuation of divine powerbut, there are some differences"

    The gods were talking about it one after another. When the gods were panicked, this thing could not even see its true form.  This will only happen if the opponent's godhood level is much higher than your own.

    "The Lord of Dawn" said with a heavy face: "From the energy fluctuation just now, it is at least equivalent to beings waiting for the peak of divine power! Damn it, what on earth is this?"

    At this time, as the distance got closer, the brilliance of the dark golden ball of light quickly faded, and then the true form was revealed.

    "Huh" Both sides of the battle couldn't help but gasp.

    This is something with an extremely weird shape. Even from a devil's perspective, it would seem too different.

    At first glance, this thing looks like a giant pieced together from the parts of various creatures. It has 6 arms, 4 legs, and the hands and feet are all from at least 4 kinds of creatures.  There are also 2 tails, one like a scorpion and the other like a crocodile.  The body has both hair and feathers, as well as scales and carapace.  And its head is not on the neck, but on the chest.

    This is simply something that can only appear in nightmares. It is unbelievable that it actually exudes genuine divine power.  Of course, there is also the strong smell of death.

    "Oh, what is that?" Almost all the combatants and onlookers were thinking about this question.

    Balnazzar and Grazt, oh, the beauty named Gniyalavi are together.  This "couple" was also watching the crowd. At this time, the [Wanyuan Blood Lotus] suddenly shouted: "This this looks like some kind of undead. Could it be an arcane spirit?"Something made by that damn fat guy?  "

    The true form of [Wanyuan Blood Lotus] and Fatty Ao have been sworn enemies for many years, and they are too familiar with each other.  As soon as she saw the appearance of this thing, she immediately thought whether it might be the work of Fatty Ao.

    "Is it an undead creature?" Not only Geniyalawi, but also most of the big guys suspected that it was Fatty Ao's method.

    “ Fatty Guan Ao also likes to make undead, but the thing that appeared this time is really not his doing, I’m really wronged!

    Ao Pang himself was puzzled.

    "Ahthisthis" Orcus was dumbfounded at first, because this kind of thing looked like his own work, the style was so familiar.  But even if Fatty Ao tried his best, he couldn't remember when he had made such a thing.

    Orcus stared at the strange giant in the sky. He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and recognized this thing.

    "Asshole, this is not an undead! This is a golem! This is a god's bodya god's body golem!! Such a thing has actually been made!" Fatty Ao shouted angrily.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.net thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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