In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

As if in the final judgment, the fate of tens of millions of people was decided, but Wu, who had been tricked several times in a row, was too cautious.

"Aren't you afraid that Rosen will come to make trouble again?"

The East was defeated, the Middle East was a tie, and now Europe was on the verge of failure. Rosen's existence made them feel like they were sitting on pins and needles, and I was really afraid that they would be slapped in the face when they were proud.

Yuanyuan also froze for a moment, seeming to be thinking carefully, but in the end it firmly shook its head: "There is no way out if you blindly avoid it."

"'Zhu' thought the same way, and then it chose to die." After the battle of Gibraltar, Wu no longer had much doubt. After all, facts speak louder than words, and Zhu's strength is not low.

"He wants to save the world by himself? Are you kidding me!" Yuan Yuan didn't believe that Rosen could put out fires all over the world, so he stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers in the air, "If he dares to go to North America, I will definitely kill him! "

Snapped.

The crisp sound of snapping fingers emerged, and then ripples spread from the middle of the raised palms, and one of the standing statues on both sides of the palace was broken.

As the cracks continued to grow, the gravel fell and the stone statue was finally activated.

"It turns out that Father gave you such authority..." 'No' has already understood where the other party's confidence comes from. Most of the statues are dead objects, but all those who survive are 'high-quality products'.

This is the last line of defense in the subspace, even a barrier against the 'sons' rebellion. 'No' doesn't know how this guy persuaded his father, it just watched the arrival of the resuscitators.

With slightly curly long hair and a top-notch figure, every cell is full of temptation. Compared with her, Maeve can only be regarded as a little girl who is not yet in love. Besides the gorgeous appearance, the most eye-catching thing is the hair on the top of her head. long horns.

The color is purple, with some patterns, and the length is like a crescent moon.

"So it's her? Well, this is a good way to deal with Rosen." 'Wu' looked back, this woman is easy to fall into danger if she sees too much.

"Don't get me wrong, when did I say I was going to deal with Rosen! No, your obsession is too strong, our plan is not to kill Rosen!" Before the woman arrived, Yuan Yuan rebuked lightly.

Both his companion and himself have fallen into a blind spot. Rosen is just an obstacle rather than a goal. Why do you always have trouble with him?If he hadn't been awakened by 'Master Father', he would have really gone astray.

Pull the hatred on yourself, and then let us die one by one?This Rosen, what a vicious scheme!

The masterminds behind the scenes all had their brains level ten. Since they had guessed the enemy, of course they wouldn't go to die.Yuan Yuan waved his hand to beckon the woman, and said expressionlessly:

"Lust|Desire of the Killing Academy Kiara, you come out with me."

Its tone was a little more cautious, as if the status of the killing courtyard was much higher than that of Heizhen.

"Hehe, Mr. Yuanyuan, it seems that I have been released underground for thirty years. It seems a little too boring for you to be so serious when you come here~~~~" The woman smiled coquettishly, not deliberately seductive, even with A little kindness.

"Then thirty years of calmness, has it filled the void in your heart?"

"Human beings are nothing but immature beasts, devoured by desires, drowned in desires, and dissolved in the foam of desires. Although the quality is unprecedentedly high, it is not enough." There is something in the words of Shashengyuan, which seems to reveal some kind of truth.

"This is the final place, follow my orders, and you will naturally be enriched." Yuan Yuan ended the topic, turned around and walked up the floor without saying hello.

As for Seshoin Kiara, the black-skinned monster nodded in greeting, twisting its extremely plump buttocks, and kept up with Yuanyuan. Only 'Wu' looked at their backs with a face full of unwillingness.

Subspace takes far longer than walking in the void. When they come out of the coordinates, this composite space does not know where they are drifting. They are always moving, and it is difficult for others to find them.

Without a pause, Yuanyuan directly tore apart the space, allowing the two to appear in the western part of North America, the capital of the Democratic League of America - over New York!

As soon as the demon god left, the void returned to tranquility. A certain number of kilometers away, in an incomparably large space that still conformed to the structure, a red-haired girl in casual clothes opened her eyes.

Dressed in a standard fat house, with white underwear all over his body, and two band-aids on the flat airport, Gu Dazi's golden pupils shrank for an instant, and then he rubbed his hair in displeasure.

"Ah, why do you feel that guy's aura? Could it be that guy Rosen is passive and sabotage, and the tributes are getting less and less recently?"

She jumped into the depths of the room in twos and threes, and in the center of the phantom of the planet wrapped in holy crystals, the red light in North America shone brighter and brighter, as if wrapping New York City.

"So that's the case, there are newcomers coming out~~~ I'm afraid this democratic beacon country will be severely punished~~~~"

The girl curled her lips, she can only watch here, as for the way to stop it...

Rosen, a clever ghost, will not go to die!

After cursing a few words, being stupid, cowardly and lazy, Gu Dazi rested his head on his hands, and watched the Beacon Country go to destruction, then turned his eyes to Rosen who was in Paris, and sighed heavily.

It seems that I haven't put enough pressure recently, this guy is fishing again!

PS: The third update, ask for votes!I have worked really hard this month, and I am scared.

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Champs Elysees in Paris.

As the central axis connecting the Arc de Triomphe and the Louvre, it has been the symbol of Paris and the three most prosperous commercial streets of mankind since the old days.There are famous brand clothing stores and perfume shops everywhere, which can be called a paradise for women.

Neither early winter nor war had affected the Champs-Elysées, a high street that had been rejuvenated after the end of Richelieu's reign of terror.There will still be a gap between the rich and the poor even on the day of the end of mankind. Even if many people do not have enough to eat, the luxury stores on the west side of the street are never short of customers.

It was already Christmas in 2005 AD. When the new year was about to start, the people of Paris seemed to use joy to blow away the cloud of war. The neon lights on the windows of various shops were flickering, and in the center of the square, the city government specially moved a Christmas tree comes.

After returning to Paris for two days, Rosen took a break from his busy schedule and took a group of heroic spirits out to relax. They were far from being comparable to celebrities. The local tyrants hid in the distance and watched secretly, and no one dared to disturb them.

Rosen was not interested in luxury goods. Anyway, the French government contracted the expenses, so he simply let other people go shopping, while he smoked by the street lamp.

The man could barely be called handsome, and his clothes were quite simple, but he was the center of attention.

Ladies and gentlemen wondered if the half-spirit was as ferocious in bed as he was on the battlefield, while merchants wanted to see him through to the upper echelons.In this new era, appearance, bloodline, and race are all unimportant, only strength is everything.

Without the blessing of making a fortune in silence, Rosen now has more and more identities. After the French World War I, his titles are terribly long.

Commander of the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, Honorary Knight of the Round Table in Britain, Saint of the Protector of France, Prince of Rome and Steward of the Royal Family, as for the unknown Lord of Chaldea, he is not noticeable.

Rosen himself was not very eye-catching, and these halos shone like neon lights on his body layer by layer. Fortunately, he had a good attitude. He could not only be an ordinary mercenary, but also be calm when surrounded by crowds.

At this moment, he is like a beautiful woman who makes the crowd move. The well-dressed gentlemen took out their business cards, and the beautiful ladies kept touching up their makeup. Just when they couldn't help it, a blond dwarf came out of the clothing store.