Chapter 257： Nirvana crisis revenge

Malikis struggled to escape the place where he had no difference to hell, and when he fled to no one to notice his position, he immediately climbed up and licked his chest. The head did not return to the depths of the battleship.

A dark gnome, some incredibly watching their king, twisted and twisted on the ground like a donkey, until Malikis also found out that he was looking at himself, he swallowed a hard mouth, then Asked aloud.

"Your Majesty, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Why, even guys like you want to laugh at me?"

As soon as he grasped the neck of this unseen guy, Malkis as a king who never showed mercy in front of his people, has changed at this moment to completely violent and crazy. And his appearance, obviously frightened the unfortunate dark gnome.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. I don't have this meaning at all!"

His words have not been finished, and the angry Malikis has cut off his neck and slammed him to the side of the wall.

"Damn squat guy, you have no use!"

In this way, Malikis has taken control of his face and made himself look less embarrassed. But in his heart, the evil fire is still burning wildly.

He can't stand the humiliation of himself, and once he escapes the danger he thinks, this humiliation gives him a near-crazy impulse, and he can't wait to do something to wash his own encounters. Everything that comes.

With such an idea, he went straight to the core of the battleship, which is where the power furnace is.

Dark gnomes have been wandering for thousands of years in the depths of the stars, and as races that can continue their civilization in the universe, they naturally have certain merits. Their technology is their power. These warships are undoubtedly the highest embodiment of their technology.

By taking the ubiquitous dark matter in the universe as the core of energy, it is enough to make a huge warship run for thousands of years. However, once this dark matter power is manipulated artificially, an uncontrollable neogenetic reaction occurs. Then, it is the most dangerous weapon.

The **** of dark matter will completely destroy everything in a certain range into the most primitive atomic state, and the force field created by its own change is more likely to directly create a simulated black hole, devour it. Everything that is swallowed up.

In the face of this power, any **** is powerless and ridiculous. They can't behave better than the so-called mortals, because even if they are like mortals, they only have a life that disappears in a blink of an eye.

This should be the ultimate weapon of the Dark Gnome, but unfortunately, this weapon is still only conceptual. Even the dark gnomes who are wanderers understand the basic truth of weapons development, that is, forces that cannot be controlled cannot be called weapons. And the power of this horror, they can never achieve it from paper, turning it into a weapon in their hands.

Individual weapons are the limit that these gnome scientists can do, and this limit is meaningless to many people. Nirvana bombs with a radius of only five meters can only deal with ordinary warriors and heroes. Switching to a god, even if he is weaker, it is definitely not a big problem to escape to a safe place before the bomb erupts.

This is why Malkis will regard the existence of the taboo of the Cursed Warrior as his own trump card, because these so-called technologies make him really disappointed. But now, this is his last hope.

Can't control, it doesn't matter, all he wants is destruction. It doesn't matter if you kill the friendly army. As long as he still exists, the dark gnomes will always exist. As for the civilians who kneel down, there is no value at all. If they die, they are dead.

With this in mind, Malikis directly killed all the dark gnomes in the power furnace. Then open the valve of the power core and open the countdown to destruction.

And when he had done all this, Malkis suddenly had an unrealistic sense of illusion. The operating system of the power furnace has completely collapsed, and the dark matter is no longer reversed. After two minutes, everything here will be completely turned into nothingness, including the three guys above. To this extent, no one has stopped him. This is really a bit strange.

I licked my head and threw away all the strange thoughts. Malikis is ready to flee this dangerous place as soon as possible. He came to the nearest flight deck, and when he came here, he seemed to think of something, and instead went straight to a large pool not far away.

This is a pool full of blood-red liquids. Various instruments are placed on the edge of the pool, constantly injecting scarlet liquid into it. In this pool, a giant wolf with a tube full of eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Malikis who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Finril, the seriously wounded wolf that was taken away by Malikis.

Although it was very uncomfortable, Ye Mengjia had to throw the waste from Fenlier’s own eyes. But as soon as he thought of the identity of Finril and the host he was serving now, he would have to bring him back as **** said, and to hang his life as much as possible.

This is a completely helpless move, and even some grievances. But Malequis didn't think of it. In this case, Finrill turned out to be the only reliance on his return to the final capital.

In his hand, 80% of the cursed warriors temporarily belonged to the Queen of Hella. These forces are placed by Hella as a barrier to protect her safety, and also a capital against other monsters. And Malkis wants to regain power and regain power. These cursed warriors are what he needs.

However, what happens in the presence of Queen Hella in this way, he does not need to know. These monsters, who never know the graciousness and shame, will absolutely invade everything about him. If he dares to appear, then there is absolutely only one dead end. Before that, he didn't even get access to his cursed warriors.

Therefore, he must have a name for a person who can help him break into the inner forces of Queen Hella. And Finlay is undoubtedly the best choice. As long as he can see his cursed warriors, he still has hope.

Thinking about this, Marekis opened his eyes and stared at his own Finril.

“A long story says that our time is running out.”

"There is a very terrible presence in the enemy. I am not his opponent. My cursed warrior is also the same. Now, I am going to use everything here as a bait to destroy him with the ultimate destruction weapon. And you, me I was prepared to give up on you. But you still have some value for me."

"Swear, you will take me to the palace of Queen Hella until I come into contact with my cursed warrior. I will release you in this way, and leave you safely with you. Otherwise, you will die with those. The intruders together, give me all to be destroyed!"

There are no more choices and no more choices. After listening to Malikis, Finrill nodded straight and then said with a hoarse voice.

"I swear, let me go."

When Malekis, who knew that time could not be delayed, heard the reply and immediately operated the machinery on the side, pulling the root pipe out of Finril's body, and waiting for these treatments and When the pipe for anesthesia came out, Finril stood up immediately.

"Let's go, we must leave quickly. If you don't want to become shattered, don't sharpen it, soon everything here."

The words of Malikis have not been finished yet, and a hurricane slammed up. There was no chance of a reaction. He had already bitten half his body by Finril and then threw it high.

At this time, the pain has spread. But it is anger and more inconceivable than the deep pain in the heart of Malikis. At this time, he did not even resist, but simply yelled at Finril.

"Are you crazy, Finril? Have you forgotten your vows? Or do you want this monster to eat me?"

"I want to eat you, there is nothing wrong with it. I really want to swallow you in your mouth, use your teeth to grind your muscles, every inch of bones. You thoroughly smash and tear Crush."

Stretching out his paws and holding down the body that Malikis fell, Finnel lowered his head, and the slyness and madness of the face made Marekis look like a burst of cold. He regretted it and regretted that he actually pinned his hopes on such a crazy beast. But now, everything is already late. What he can do is nothing but the last struggle and forgiveness.

"Why, why are you doing this? Don't forget, you will die without me. The explosion here, the punishment of Hella, and the vow you just made. Don't you know what it means to be afraid?"

"Afraid, of course. But it doesn't matter. Don't forget, my vow is to send you to see the woman of Hella, and isn't this the fastest way? As for why?" Finril said here, the wolf face The embarrassment and horror suddenly reached the limit. "Because you killed my mother, Frigga! Don't forget, I was a member of Asgard, and the woman you killed is my biological mother, who gave birth to me, raised. I, the guy who has kindness to me. You killed her and actually asked me why I was doing this to you. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”

For a moment, Malikis produced an extreme panic. He struggled to escape from Finril's feet, but no matter how he moves, it is impossible to fight against the power of the devil. In the face of Fenrier's gradually lower head, the only thing left in his heart is fear.

"Sorry, forgive me, sorry, forgive"

The fierce embarrassment and the madness of the bite swallowing appeared there, the filthy blood dyed the dirty fur, and the former king was so quiet. (To be continued.)