God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3877

[Chapter 2789 Coincidence is often destined 1/2]

As a believer of the Lord of the Black Mist, it is reasonable to snatch the god-given things from the Annihilation cultists, right?

As for how the “god” believed in by the Annihilation Cult gave this item, Rona naturally had no idea about it. He had no interest in exploring the inner world of the madman.

End of conversation with Rona.

Luo Chuan threw away the magic phone, sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.

“Luochuan, Luochuan, what do you think?”

Yao Ziyan sat down next to Luochuan and asked, poking his cheek.

“See with your eyes.”

Luo Chuan closed his eyes and his voice sounded lazy.

Yao Ziyan rolled her eyes and poked Luo Chuan in the ribs: “Be serious.”

Facts have proved that the name Weakness does have its own meaning.

“Don’t make trouble.”

“Then tell me quickly.”

“What am I talking about?”

Luo Chuan sighed, sat up and scratched his head, “Anyway, the Annihilation Cultists must be villains, and they can’t be washed away directly like the Court of the End. , that can only mean a certain…”

“A certain what?” Yao Ziyan asked.

“It’s nothing.” Luo Chuan shook his head, “Just think of it as intuition.”

He couldn’t say that according to the character of an unscrupulous author, God knows whether he would pull off some tricks at the end?

…

“This is the area eroded by nightmares.”

Tasenko, the leader of the Black Mist Holy See, stopped in front of a ruins.

Stewart studied the scene in front of him.

Empty, gray, dead… A strange atmosphere lingers, everything seems to have been soaked by some special power, and all that is left is an empty body.

This is the most obvious feature left by the nightmare erosion.

Stewart knelt down and picked up a handful of soil. A strange feeling came from his hands.

The soil is dead.

The moment the nightmare comes, its life has been completely taken away.

The life here is not the life possessed by living things in the ordinary sense, but a symbolic meaning at the information level.

“Where did death appear?” Stewart asked.

“Right where you are,” Tasenko said.

“At that time, the Annihilation Cult was about to be defeated, but we still didn’t relax. Those madmen could do anything, but none of us thought that at the last moment, the God of Death actually crossed the barrier between dreams and reality and came. If it weren’t for Lord Rona If I give up myself and enter the dreamland again, maybe I won’t be able to stand here.”

Tasenko sighed softly.

When death came, each of them clearly felt the approaching death.

But the destined ending was reversed by Lord Rona.

Abandon yourself and leave the hope of life to them.

Tasenko crossed his arms on his chest, offering his most pious admiration for this mysterious Black Mist believer.

At the last moment, he clearly saw the expression on Rona’s face.

Surprised, relieved, free and easy…

Maybe Rona had anticipated something the moment he agreed.

After all, no one understands Rona better than him.

“Are you sure it was Rona who put the God of Death into his dream?” Stewart turned around and looked at Tassenk and asked.

“Um…it may be that the sacrifice rituals of the Annihilation Cults cannot sustain the long-term arrival of death.”

８вOоk.сΟмTasenko

seemed to have anticipated Stewart’s question.

After all, no one understands death better than him.

Stewart didn’t pay attention to the change in Tasenko’s expression and maintained a calm expression, but he was mentally conversing with Verdelli.

“How’s it going? How’s the data analysis going?”

“Don’t worry, I’m just a mobile copy now, and the performance is a bit inadequate. If you walk around more, I’ll collect some data from other places.”

“Yeah.”

Tasenko Watching Stewart move around the area affected by the nightmare.

He didn’t pay much attention to it at first. After all, even the personnel of the three major forces needed to carefully investigate such a big matter. This was normal.

But after Stewart wandered around for a full hour, he finally couldn’t help it anymore.

“Are you looking for something?” Tasenko stepped forward and asked.

“I’m collecting data.” Stewart’s expression remained unchanged, but at the same time he couldn’t help but urge mentally.

“Are you okay?”

“Come on, come on, soon… the model is finished!”

Stewart breathed a sigh of relief, and this subtle change in his expression did not hide from Tasenko’s eyes: “Did you find something? ?”

Stewart did not answer his question, but looked at the leader of the Black Mist Holy See calmly: “Let’s go.”

Tasenko did not dare to ask any more questions.

After the matter was resolved, Stewart returned to his temporary residence and took out a spar from his pocket.

Dots of fluorescent light turned into a silver-haired woman floating in the air.