Night Crow Master Chapter 559
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“Without camouflage, it’s not safe anywhere . ”
Players, known as the black screen, call up their channels with mechanical sounds like electronic sounds that can’t hear emotions and gender .
“But the people of blood have a strong power of life, and it is easy to feel the breath of life of other creatures . ”
“There is even a saying that every blood people can identify who the blood on the ground belongs to . ”
“Chameleon” uttered his voice, and his lizard like pupils looked at the black curtain:
“you can’t disguise the breath of bleeding people . We will be very passive if we only rely on the continuous production of leather bags by cobblers . ”
“Well . ” The player “cobbler” also nodded, “if the skin is not broken, it can be used for a long time, but after all, I still follow the path of the dead spirit system, which can be used for a period of time, but after a long time, the blood people can easily see it . We’d better change a place or find a marginal area with less blood people . ”
During the conversation, the cobbler, the chameleon and the black curtain turned their eyes to the man who was careless at the beginning of his speech . The black curtain said directly:
“old dog, what do you say?”
The other seven turned to him .
Although he went out to inquire for information, he was not a subordinate, but the strongest one in the team .
And he was the leader of one of the teams .
The eleven were made up of two teams .
A group headed by cobblers and black curtain, a total of five people .
The other one, headed by chameleon and this man called old dog, was six .
The two teams had known each other for a long time . The leaders of the two teams decided to unite . Therefore, the two teams came together .
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These four people are the temporary senior leaders of the team .
Other people can give their opinions, but it is these four who make the final decision .
“How many to several now?”
The man who was called the old dog chuckled: “which one is less, I choose which . ”
Hearing what he said, chameleon couldn’t help patting the forehead . This guy asked for nothing . Old dog, old dog, “dog” is because of his characteristics, while “old” is because of his personality .
“That’s what he is . Leave him alone . Let’s take a stand on the three of us . ”
The chameleon shook his head helplessly .
As a minority of the voice, the black curtain did not have any opinions, and nodded: “just do as you and the cobbler said . First leave here and find a marginal area . ”
Other people except the four have no opinion . They have no camouflage ability, so they have been staying here all the time . They are tired of it these days . It is better to leave this place and find a place where they can move .
“The cobbler, take out the clothes you used before . ”
The cobbler nodded and went to the other members .
Watching the cobbler walk away, the black curtain turns his head and continues to say to the old dog and chameleon:
“we can go anywhere, but we can’t go to the queen of Babylon anyway . ”
“I know . ” The old dog nodded, “who doesn’t know that woman can’t be provoked . . . Who will die?”
The queen of Babylon, among the ten multi-level four strong men in this expedition, is one of the three most difficult to provoke .
Although it is only multi-level four, but she has a real record of unbeaten against the multi-level five strong .
As for why she is not easy to provoke?
Because that woman is so weird . There are all kinds of strong women in the game country, but that woman is the most weird and disgusting one .
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The woman took the material road . She collected all kinds of creatures of various races, such as magical creatures and beasts, and “raised” them in her body .
If only this is the case, this kind of road is the “world”, which is a big school of material road .
Create a small space, and then continue to expand it, fill materials, improve the system, and finally end up with a small world .
There are not a few world stream players who use their bodies as the base point of the world, but the woman doesn’t simply use her body as a carrier to keep creatures in captivity . She also takes those creatures as their spouses .
That’s right, mate, the breeding mate, the queen of Babylon, has a strong taste .
But if it’s just like this, players will only disgust her, not be afraid of her .
The blood of all the creatures that become her mate will be absorbed by her .
The queen of Babylon is, so to speak, a walking gene bank .
The monsters that were “raised” in her body, her “mates,” had actually been eaten and absorbed by her and became part of her body .
If she wants to, she can create all kinds of monsters and release them anytime and anywhere .
The queen of Babylon is her own name .
Her other title is “mother’s nest” .
Although the appearance of the queen of Babylon is quite beautiful, considering her ability, none of the people present would want to be her courtier . After all, the players with a little insight also know what the “mother nest” stands for .
Although I don’t know if the source of the woman’s ability is something of the same name, but when I think of it, no one will be interested in it, not to mention its life-threatening .
The old dog seemed to think of something:
“I have heard that before, the queen of Babylon swallowed up all the small countries in the mission world into her body, and ran to the place where she went . It’s not fatal . ”
“I think I’d rather go through the plasma than with her . ”
The chameleon came out .
Plasma is the second strongest among the ten multi-level four strong men in this campaign .
As for what kind of threat, from the nickname can also understand, plasma, powerful lightning attribute attack ability .
“Where is the plasma going?” At this moment, the cobbler came back and asked in a voice .
“To the storm country?” The old dog replied, “I heard that the residents of the storm country are all elemental life such as thunder, wind and so on . ”
“Not bad . ” The black screen electronic sound began, “I can’t go to the storm country anyway . ”
“We can’t even go if we want to . There’s no way to disguise . ” The cobbler looked at him . “I can’t peel the thunder element . ”
With these words, the four talked about the third most threatening of the ten —
“where are the elves?” The darkness inquired in a cautious tone .
“We don’t know about this either . It has never formed a team with others, and this time it is also acting alone . ” Hearing this name, the chameleon’s voice also became cautious . His eyes moved around, as if he was worried about something .
“As long as you don’t follow us . ” The cobbler touched the hole in his body . “I’m afraid . ”
However, he did not notice that a small figure was snickering around the four of them .
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