Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 958: Rose who is a little admired


The tide of battle has taken an unbelievable turn... An infighting has arisen in the steel dragon that Shar was all on his guard against.

The current Shar, however, would rather fight these dozens of dragons.

She sat silently on the chair and looked at the big spider that was facing her across the muddy pond... Tsk, if you have the ability to jump over!

What are you doing there?

Not many undead came, but there were still hundreds of them riding on bigger boars.

They were expressionless, no, the expressions were fixed in the same pattern... Shar remembered William saying that it was only when the undead had their sensory nerves at their lowest.

It is estimated that even what I see in front of my eyes has become a blur.

It's...a rare envy!

Shar silently put on the hood of her dark cloak and added a black velvet veil in front of her face...Thanks to Velen for reminding her that the veil could be more than silk.

Although Selene has attached the power of purification to each pig, and Trahir's wild boars have always been highly resistant to poison, as masters, the Black Rose family will not be so relieved.

Even if these pigs can eat and live, they can go bankrupt at any time and have to send the piglets to the family, but that's what they have been like since the piglets were raised to the present. Dare to say their pigs, that is life and death.

However, they also know very well that when they can have fun in the quagmire, their cute baby pigs will never think about having a master on their back.

So, except for some of the big pig owners who are older and have immunity to the quagmire, others still gave up and followed behind their own pigs.

This also means that the undead who are qualified to follow their pigs to come here as representatives are almost all the earliest members of the year... The hundreds of thousands of pigs here are almost all of them. The descendants of the next big pig.

If it weren't for the ability to turn off the perception system, these people would rather give up the opportunity to make this big money... Selene is really willing to make money, but money is sometimes not that important.

Hundreds of undead riding tall wild boars, surrounded by a few family managers holding oil paintings, slowly patrol the mud pond.

The giant slug swam around the mud pond for a while before suddenly jumping up and trying to attack the wild boar in the mud pond.

However, his movements were stopped in an instant by the pools of mud that had barely stopped... The giant slug shook its body desperately, and the smelly mud splashed everywhere.

The black spider, who happened to be standing nearby, immediately moved its claws rapidly, nimbly passing every mud point.

"Ah... I didn't expect that, so you still know what filth is! Rose." Shar's voice became a little low and sounded faintly... It seems that the velvet face towel she condensed with divine power has changed a bit. effect of the device.

"Hiss..." The big spider didn't intend to speak human words at all, just quickly bypassed the quagmire and rushed towards Shar.

A few hundred meters away from Shar, the big spider suddenly jumped into the air, and a bunch of spider silk spewed out and condensed into a thick black rope, and savagely pulled towards the seat of Zaksir where Shar was sitting.

The purple-red slug that was being attacked by the wild boar suddenly disappeared.

The wild boars looked around at a loss, and some of the grumpy ones were almost about to charge where the giant spider was... Fortunately, the master of the ancestors managed them. After several reprimands, they were still suppressed. Impulsive.

The Black Rose's quest appears to be just this part of the quagmire.

Hill took a closer look and found the figure of 'Difficult Wind', because they were all wearing specially made armor, so the boar he sat down and the leisurely sow next to him were even better than surrounding them. The other big pigs are slightly larger and less noticeable.

'Nan Feng' did not hold an oil painting in his hand, but had been observing the surroundings vigilantly... Judging from his more agile eyes than others, this gentleman who has been with the Duke all the year round, his perception did not lowest.

A thick and turbulent purple mist slowly emerged from the black spider silk ropes that were connected to the black spiders several stories high, and gradually expanded into a fog cloud spanning 3 meters. At the center is a giant golden eye.

It seems that Gwynard was indeed swallowed by Rose, and he had little resistance... Otherwise, he would not have emerged directly from Rose's incarnation's spider silk. It is estimated that even if the slug survives, it will So little left. Soon you will be able to go to the astral world to find other dead gods for company.

Salle is really a little embarrassed this time.

Rose's idea of ​​disgusting her with Gwynard has actually gone bankrupt... Even this Sludge God wouldn't be so easy to get out of such a stench and poisonous mud pond.

Shar also understands why Selune went to the undead to take action... The girl of the moon is not afraid of this poison, but she also does not want to smell the stench.

If there were no undead to pull out to help, her sister might just flee back to the kingdom of God.

Shar doesn't doubt Selene's feelings for her at all... In this situation, not much.

Fortunately, the most troublesome place has been solved by the undead. Tsk, Rose is actually a female elf too?

No wonder she's depraved...Isn't the best virtue of an elf just a fetish for cleanliness?

Shar couldn't help but read in pieces. The one person she imagined to fight three gods alone became such an embarrassing scene because of Rose's shamelessness. There was nothing left in the quagmire.

Thanks she still wants to use this incident to establish a new image... But now, who else is looking at the gods outside who thinks that she can't be easily provoked by Shar?

I'm afraid Rose is about the same.

Sarah is in a very unhappy mood.

Fortunately, she only needs to deal with the alliance between Rose and Gwanard now, and she doesn't have to worry about being dragged into the quagmire by these two guys if she is not careful.

However... Shar directed the Seat of Zaksir dexterously to escape from the purple long rope... Her calculations were perfect, and now she was just one last step away, but she didn't want to continue. What should I do? ?

Even if she heard the spider laughing 'Jie Jie', Shar was not very willing to let the rope touch the chair she was sitting on... She still wants to use it in the future!

Let Gwynard touch something so stinky, dirty, and stupid, Shar is really worried that she won't want to use it again in the future!

Although she has made a promise not to use it easily, Shar doesn't want to use it at all!

There is always a need for deterrence!

Now she can only think about Karinshan's ancient night temple... Putting this chair in the labyrinth, the subordinates who killed Amanata is probably the only way to use it.

Alas!

Sure enough, no matter how many calculations, once you encounter something without IQ, there will be problems.

"Quack quack~" Ransendell on the floating castle almost laughed like a big white goose.

Hill silently looked at the unscrupulous Lord of the Dawn... Alas, the guy who can't control his emotions at all, really has a happier life!

Doesn't he want to laugh when he sees Shar's rare dilemma?

Unfortunately, he still has reason.

"Surely, Shar has a plan on that chair!" Sun Peacock laughed enough, flapped its wings, and said cheerfully, "I just didn't expect it to be Gwanard.

The fun...enough to laugh until Mystra falls next time. "

Hill looked at the unspoken Ransendall in shock... Although it was true that Mystra had fallen several times, how could that be said?

The one hasn't returned yet! You've already cursed the next time!

The Lord of Dawn didn't feel Hill's shock at all, just turned his head sideways and said, "Saar probably won't be able to bear it for long.

But this time, Rose is afraid to become her eternal enemy~

Tsk tsk, Selene and I can only force her to promise not to use the chair if it is not necessary. I'm actually quite worried, Saldo will take advantage of it!

It's Rose, what a great help!

In the future, maybe the promotion intentions received by the Night Cloaks will not be to assassinate the priests and high-level believers of Selene, but to kill those drows who believe in Rose! "

Hill said hesitantly: "Daughter of the Night has not made it a mission to kill the followers of the Moon Maiden as a mission to advance to the level of the Nightbringer for several years."

Ransendell laughed twice: "But her followers must have an undead enemy.

A killer in the shadows can't be so willing to be a dancer in the moonlight.

They will remain in the shadows.

Sal wouldn't be unaware of this. "

Hill raised his eyebrows... After discovering the relationship between Shar and William~IndoMTL.com~ The Lord of Dawn didn't really sleep well! So much has been considered.

"Damn Rose!" Shar suddenly shouted angrily, and the whole person flew up, leaving the seat of Zakoshier touched by the purple smoke to the long rope woven by spider silk.

The black spider proudly waved its two front limbs, and the long rope stuck to the stone throne quickly shrank back...Gunard has been detached from the long rope and turned into a deep black and purple smoke, spreading more and more come bigger.

Then a huge body emerges from the smoke...a giant rope demon with more than 10 long purple tentacles standing on its hind legs appears in place.

Hill couldn't help but swallowed, looking at the monster waving tentacles more than ten meters long, with hollow barbs like teeth embedded in the tentacles, and suddenly admired Rose sincerely.

She likes to use women's capital so much, she can devour this thing without caring! And it's quite comfortable to use.

How many men who claim that they are not afraid of getting dirty, not afraid of smelly, not afraid of hardship, can't be so cruel!

At least he can't do it... Hill turned his head to look at Ransendell, who cherished his golden feathers very much... Although shameless, the Lord of Dawn certainly couldn't do it.


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