Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

"Re, the arrogant and slaughtered me (

Yayaka and Meliface also pinched each other during the battle, which caused Alice to complain. Fortunately, what they did did not affect the efficiency of annihilating the archangel. But it was seen in the eyes of those with aspirations.

"Hmm, I found these interesting things about the guys who have been'cared for' in the human empire by Rampads." Sariel stood on the remnant roof of a factory that had been destroyed by the archangel. Go up, because there is no undead here, and Sally's ability to hide aura is very good, and no angels directly attacked it.

On the contrary, some angels with a little strange state are acting as shit-cutters in the angel army under its command.

In fact, mind control, a type of magic, has little effect on the objects that give up all possibilities and only fight indiscriminately until the summoning magic is exhausted. Even objects that have no spirit control it, and at most use the spirit system that has the function of controlling behavior. Magic control, otherwise the role played by the fairies in the last imperial capital angel turmoil would be even more eye-catching.

Sally’s ability to control these archangels is entirely out of her own racial abilities. The bioelectrical signals in her rhizomes can be connected to the objects sucked by her, and can be directly manipulated physically. There is no autonomy and other external controls. The object is the existence of natural enemies.

Of course, there is a limit to the number, otherwise Sally will be more active instead of hiding her body.

"Hmph, it's worthy of being the adversary of my life, I can be found--" It suddenly turned around and opened the magic circle, "[Earth Spear[]]!"

"Hey!" The spear shot out from the gathering of surrounding bricks, hit a spar shield and broke.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Cordia landed on the wreckage of the roof opposite Sariel, and the hem of the evening dress made by Crowen Pith shook like a flower.

Sariel looked at the enemy she was almost fascinated with, and she felt upset. She raised her "hand" to cover the human skin mask with a distorted expression, and said, "You really fell in love with this Rampad. As for the dresses made by Si Chu, how long has it been since the dinner party and are still wearing them? Do you like her taste so much? Obviously mimicry is just a neutral child."

"Is there any way? I only brought that piece with me to the Imperial Capital. I didn't have to change it when I made Rampads a dress. You are so stinky. You have chosen such a good mask, and you have grown your body shape. It's like a noble daughter."

Hearing that the opposite party actually praised her good figure and cheeks, Sariel simply showed her human skin mask, raised her head and raised her waist, and said, "Hmph, so you still have a bit of vision. That's right, as a cannibal race, you can change without illusion. It’s a matter of course to make all kinds of food feel good."

"So, you won't come here specifically to praise me?" She asked when she was happy.

"I'm not asking you: Is there enough trouble?"

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"Did you not cause this turmoil?"

"Hahaha, your imagination is too rich." Sally's "hand" spread, "How can I do such a big thing, so I can simply be the king of a big country. Use it." In human terms, the dry wood and rice herb that can be ignited at any time exist, and there is only one Mars that can ignite them, and I am not even qualified for that Mars. But when the Mars is erratic, I add to it. It’s just a handful of oil."

"Isn't this more serious?" Cordia exhaled and said, "I probably know what you will do."

Cordia jumped up and flew towards the roof where Sariel was, aiming at Sariel, spitting waves of crystal bombs from his mouth.

Sariel used earth magic to deal with it again.

The confrontation between the two sides caused the roof to "accidentally" collapse, and Sariel and Cordia just jumped over and fell.

There was no one in the factory, no fresh human corpses, only zombies that could no longer be moved, a large number of small bones, and almost intact production lines and production materials-angels were not interested in this.

Cordia saw that everyone had already evacuated, so he stared at Sariel and said, "Saril, you helped those behind the scenes increase their magic power, right? Since you can transform magic power from the flesh without magic power, I don’t think it’s difficult. So what’s the price?”

"Lifespan is not the time when life comes to an end, but the time to completely decay. Therefore, I have the right to decide whether a creature of my clan can be resurrected or become undead. The reason why they can't decide The determination to die in a riot is precisely because death is not necessarily the end. I make death a destiny a reality, and for them it is the best way to send charcoal in snow, isn’t it?" Sally said contentedly, "finger" gently stroked "Hair" made of petals.

"Purpose?"

"Naturally it is for good things."

According to Sally's logic ~www.readwn.com~ this turmoil will not cause any substantial damage to the empire. With so many transcendents and strong men present, the angels are twice as strong as the original one level, it is not a paper. Crumbs? Even if the labor of the undead is damaged, it will not be a problem for the empire that owns a small part of the Khaz Plain to bring in such a group of undead who can easily control in a short time. Every household who digs a grave pays the bones of his ancestors.

In short, let the empire realize that although the labor of the undead is easy to use and easy to control, it is less adaptable than human labor and easily damaged by external factors, and some necessary emergency supplementary methods are needed. Then, strengthening the management of the cemetery is also inevitable. Bar?

Now Sariel wants to give her race to try to develop a living space in this place with the fewest natural enemies outside of Titania. She has to have a place, right? It has to find a way to stay on top here. Its race has to guard against and respond to the attacks of the temple, which is much more convenient than ordinary fairies and humans.

After Cordia got to know him, he almost turned gray. Sally, what kind of logic do you have? Only consider the things that are beneficial to you. It's not that there is no uppermost possibility, but how small is the possibility of finding you? Don't you consider the risk of being discovered and punished? It is indeed possible to be sufficiently concealed, but there is a god-like existence on them!

If she thinks this way, it fits the Sariel she knew, so instead of complaining, she said, "I understand, good luck to you."

"Oh, thank you."

Cordia bid farewell to Sariel, but he can’t think of the benefits of opposition. If Sariel succeeds, a part of Dismolinhua, who is completely demonized and has the ability to act autonomously, will leave Titania, which is not a bad thing for the spar fairy; If Sariel fails and is punished, the spar fairy who is the opponent is also willing to appreciate it.

(to be continued)