Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

"Hey, deep forest?"

"?"

"You said, those things piled up by the wall are..."

"By the wall...? Uh..."

At this time, both of them saw the dead terror fish piled up at the foot of the wall.These horror fish were supposed to die in Glen Fallo, but when the Deep Sea Cultists fled, some of them were taken away and piled up here, saying that they were going to return them to their real home.

The consciousness of a large group enveloped every Hai Si, and there was no discrimination or dispute since then.

Perfect collective, perfect dedication,

But it has nothing to do with the players who are the fourth natural disaster,

"Is...an animal?"

"Then the length of this thing is too abstract?"

"Hiss—brother, don't you think these ones are somewhat similar to Brother Yuri? Is it possible that they are..."

"No way, no way,"

Picking up a dead "bottom sea glider", staring at the slender and soft tentacles and smooth skin, the Adam's apple twitched,

The same is true of the honest man deep forest.

"Brother...you...I...Origin Stone Worm, it doesn't taste good..."

"Well, me too...it doesn't taste good,...but"

"But isn't that equivalent to, uh... stealing something from a fellow villager?"

"........."

Lu Bofeng's feet fell silent again,

Color TV stroked the horns of the bull, thought for a few seconds, and shook his head lightly.

"No, buddy, think about it, what is the relationship between the bishop and us?"

"Well, the Bishop is our officer, and we are his subordinates."

"What about the cloaked men outside just now?"

"Uh, it seems that they are also subordinates of the bishop."

"Then we, shouldn't we be colleagues with each other?"

"Between colleagues, then..."

"You don't need to explain bro! I understand!!"

Snapped!Shen Lin knocked his fist, interrupting the thousands of messy thoughts in his mind, and his expression became sober.

"The ones outside are our good comrades, standing guard for us to transport supplies! As the elite of the church, we can't just stay here and eat for nothing!"

"That's right! Tell me, what are the things that usually exist at the foot of the wall in rural areas?!"

"grain reserves!"

Awakened and deep, Shen Lin was helpless with "tears" in his mouth, and waved his big hand with pride!Start with the dead fear fish!

"Don't talk about it brother! Good comrades are too bitter! Today I will show them my hand! Show them what is Chinese cuisine, which is profound and profound!!!"

After about 10 minutes,

A smell of fresh food wafts from the crack in the door of the room,

even----

Sprinkled with cumin.

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@《Broken, the Alicia I drew came true》

tail push~~

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Today is the third update, please recommend and collect~

Volume 35 Iberia: Chapter [-] I think there is a hidden mission

Hansen was an Iberian shipyard worker,

used to be

Now, he is a deep sea believer,

After the dreams of the golden age collapsed, the ideals of Iberia became broken glass all over the place, shining on the waning moon in the illusory water.Like the people around him, he once fell into a sinking state. He didn't know where the road was, and he didn't know how to go. Everything was meaningless, and everything was meaningless. In the confusion, the extreme actions of the punishment army pushed his despair to the peak , but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of that glimmer of brilliance in the sea.

"...Billions of living beings should be a whole, and living beings should not be so disorderly..."

To be compatriots, to accept each other, to be kin, to merge, to evolve,

The heirs of the sea should not die on dry land, so he and his companions brought back as much as possible of the same clan who died in battle.Because Hansen knew that they, these sea descendants, were great, and they chose to die independently, rather than being killed by anyone.

But the dead kin...their bodies couldn't bear the lack of water and time,

If they are not sent back to the sea as soon as possible, or "fusion" is adopted, the flesh of the same race will rot, and at that time, there is no possibility of returning home.

This once put Hansen and other believers in a dilemma,

But now, they realize,

"I repent, yes, it's my humble opinion...!"

Roasted golden and crisp, sprinkled with cumin, the carapace is extremely fragrant,

The large plate of fish meat is steamed with green onion and fragrant, and the water is fragrant and rotten. A chitinous shell emerges very appropriately. There is no matching organ under it, but there are a lot of diced peppers.

"I have contempt for the two of you! It's my fault!!"

"You two... are worthy of being the bishop's elite!!"

Scorched bottom sea slither, boiled founder, steamed splasher... Eat the gloriously dead kinsman in the form of food to achieve fusion and evolution!Such an efficient, strong and powerful idea is worthy of being the elite vanguard of the Bishop! !

It's easy to think of things we can't think of!

Really, it's us, the structure and mind are too narrow!Too narrow! !

The believers beat their breasts and stamped their feet,

Taking advantage of the heat, they took advantage of the heat to eat the dead phoenix into their mouths. When the vast and boundless smell like the ocean swept across the entire taste bud tongue, they seemed to see a large group of them. They were so emotional that they shed tears.

In contrast (initiator) two players,

Although I can't understand what the NPCs around me are saying, but since seeing them look so happy, it must be a good death, right?

So the color TV and Shenlin looked at each other and smiled, wearing the precious white shirts sent by the believers as a thank you, holding up a goblet full of red wine, sipping fine wine, and eating elegantly, as if accompanied by "Aria on the G String", A connoisseur of delicious food in a premium membership-only restaurant...  

A harmonious and loving lunch was going on perfectly until the end, when the supplies were delivered, the two players set off to prepare, and the believers sincerely sent each other.

Nobody even cared about the encounter about an hour ago,

Hansen held his aching head for some unknown reason, stood at the door, waved his hands and laughed to send the two away with the supplies trailer,

"Huh? Isn't that NPC the one we hit?"

"Never mind him, just laugh through the plot and it's over~"

The deep forest with Hansen's wallet in his pocket and the color TV with Hansen's clothes stuffed in his bag smiled and said goodbye to Hansen.

In this scene, the viewers are all emotional.

"What a nice person..."

"Yes, as expected of the bishop..."

Players go away, believers sigh,

"If only Bishop Quintus was half as approachable as Bishop Zhang..."

Because of being "violently preached" by Zhang Zhiqing, the leader man with a band-aid on his face smiled and patted the shoulders of the two believers,

"Brother, even if we are in a dangerous situation, our lord bishop who advocates peace and does not use force will bring his remnants to resist desperately,"

"This shows what?"

"We will never compromise!"

"That's right, never compromise! As brothers, we should share weal and woe with each other!"

The man waved his hand and asked Hansen to take out a map from the house, pull it away in public, and point to a point.

"Here is the dog of the Iberian Inquisition, the Hawkdog, the supply line of the punishment army."

"Our brothers have figured out the law of movement of this line in the past, but have never had the opportunity to act, but now..."

Indifference and fanaticism are on full display with a hum from the corner of his mouth.Reflect the rest of the people in the courtyard.

"Understandable?"

"For ideals and crowds! (Jerky Agoric)"

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"........."

"What's the situation?"

The scrap iron spear made of steel bars and cloth strips, a solitary and dusty spear, is like Purgatory itself at this time.

What happened here when I was not on the account? ? ?

Because the No. [-] manufacturing cabin storage room is the main resurrection point for players, it has been regarded as the main city by default by the first and second test players.

The only NPCs of the two camps in the whole server will stay here all the time. Whenever the player comes back, he can see the bishop with a cat poking a tablet at the foot of the wall, or the nun Lilia sewing a purse.Occasionally, you can also meet the bishop to set up a stall, and then the NPC shop will be considered open.

What about people? ?

What about NPCs? ?Where are the players? ?

"Deep Forest!! Road!!!"

A more neutral voice than that of a male resounds through the hall, reverberating through the valley...

"Grandma, who are you, Shenlin?! You're not on the Montenegro at all! Where did you hide?!"

no one answered,

Purgatory gritted his teeth impatiently, turned around and ran back to the manufacturing cabin, went down and got up, and got up again, and ran back to the original place with anxiety, but the surrounding area was still empty.

Just when she (he) began to suspect that she had encountered a bug and was about to quit the game to call customer service, a little thing with white hair and red pupils and a body full of origin stone worm juice smelled like a worm, with its head hanging down and its arms shaking, murmuring passing by...

"Ahh...the black-hearted bishop oppresses the players... woohoo, I want to be a mage, I want to be a mage, that's not how blood demons are used...!"

"come here!"

"Wow!"

The blood demon who usually passed by was grabbed by the collar of the Ruburt girl with a full face of resentment, Yakumo stole the melon and was frightened, his white hair exploded, he easily broke away, his face puffed up with vigilance, and he hid aside.

"What are you doing!"

"Are you a player too?"

"Nonsense eight!"

"What about the rest?"

"You ask me how do I know!"

Yakumo stealing melons is not the so-called good temper, and the word "lady" has never been associated with her.Being pulled suddenly like a small animal made her very dissatisfied.

It's just that Yakumogua just wanted to say something dirty, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye,