Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Anna didn't care about the hand, too lazy to dress the wound.

Compared with the wound on her hand, she is more concerned about being ridiculed by her rivals in public, and then fell awkwardly.

"Ah, ah! I blame this ceremony, mad at me!"

Anna shouted in a bad mood.

call!

The flames opened behind her and formed a pair of wings.

Anna jumped up and flew high and low in the air, and finally found the right direction.

She flew to the platform of the **** of death.

That is a sacred and inviolable territory that belongs to the **** of death.

She is totally drinking too much.

......

Anna stood on the high platform symbolizing God and looked around.

"Except for a broken stone, nothing."

Anna muttered, not realizing what she was doing.

There is nothing but a black stone that symbolizes the sleeping box.

Yes, the dead sacred religion symbolizes the sleeping treasure box with this black stone.

The Shenmian treasure box is a treasure carried by the **** of death in mythology. Naturally, it does not really appear here.

Perhaps there are very few bold people in history who risked the blasphemy and flew up to observe the platform of the **** of death.

But no one will fly to the high platform like a Anna, and will not go down.

In the history of the Medici family, an unprecedented scene has emerged.

Anna sat down on the platform where the **** of death was sleeping.

Even sitting here, it is still boring.

She was hanging on both feet, holding a bottle in her hand and thinking seriously.

"When I go to the Federation later, I have to use this trick to put down the little Nizi, and then use that trick to let her know that the words can not be said, and finally to impress her, to use the ultimate move..."

She was groaning and kept pouring alcohol into her mouth.

The whole body is hot and dry, only I feel that there is something cold in the chest.

This thing was on the chest, making her very uncomfortable.

Anna reached in and took out a small statue of death.

Replacement contract.

The only **** of death, the ancestors of the Medici family.

Anna took it on the stone bench next to it.

Suddenly a pain was uploaded from the hand.

"what!"

She screamed.

Her hand rubbed a whole piece of skin, and it was not treated. At this time, blood flowed off and on.

It’s not dead, she grabbed the death token with her hand and shot it on the stone platform.

The wound in his hand suddenly shed blood, and the little statue of death descended on the stone platform symbolizing the sleeping treasure chest.

Blood, the statue of death, and the sleeping treasure chest are connected together.

A wonderful reaction has arisen.

Invisible, something came quietly, silently lurking behind Anna watching her.

Anna knows nothing about it.

"Hey! It hurts... It’s really uncomfortable." She licked the wound in her hand and screamed low.

Put down the bottle, Anna flipped over in her backpack, took out some emergency medical supplies, and disposed of her hand.

The mind was groggy, and Anna almost fell asleep.

"It's so boring, if it's a bit windy," she said to herself.

Suddenly, a cold wind did not know where to blow.

This wind blows Anna's spirit into one.

She didn't know at all that she had completed the deal with Death and got a gust of wind.

If this is the case, she will become the believer who has the least wish to the gods in all the civilizations of the world.

The invisible existence behind it is about to dissipate.

Suddenly, Anna noticed that it was wrong.

"Oops," she murmured.

A familiar feeling came to her chest.

She is going to vomit.

Spit and spit!

As soon as Anna turned around, she sighed at the stones that symbolize the sleeping treasure chest.

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

"...It’s really uncomfortable, I actually drank too much?"

She gasped and wiped her mouth with a paper towel.

But I don't know that the invisible existence was about to leave, but she was spit.

Invisible existed on the stone platform, and there was no movement at all.

It has never encountered such a situation.

Anna did not know about it.

After she spit, she was a little more comfortable.

Looking around, Anna stunned: "Hey? When did I come up? It's not suitable for sleeping, it's over."

After that, Anna took the bottle and leaned down on the ground.

After blowing the wind, the temple began to hurt a little.

The stamina of the wine came up.

Anna wobbled to the place where she was sitting.

On the high platform, a dramatic air current has changed dramatically.

The airflow screamed and flew down, and it fell ahead of Anna, not far from her, facing her.

Along with the surging of the air current, the giant sculptures of the twelve human-faced dogs around the temple suddenly fell down and looked down.

For the first time in thousands of years, they moved.

Unfortunately, no one is aware of this scene.

The airflow returned to silence, and it was in the air, staring at Anna in disgust.

This offensive **** must be subject to

Yep?

What is the taste?

The airflow looked down and looked down.

But at the foot, there is a wine glass with a tempting aroma.

This is wine...

I have guarded this place for a thousand years and have never heard of this taste...

At this time, Anna is already returning to where she is sitting.

She suddenly saw a dark shadow and was licking her own glass on the floor.

Anna’s intoxicated eyes were round and rushing up.

She shouted: "That is my cup!"

The black shadow was shocked and took a few steps back with the cup.

Anna suddenly recovered and stood still.

In the temple, in addition to yourself, where is the living creature?

God cannot be a living thing.

She patted her face and forced herself to calm down and look at the black shadow again.

"Respected" Anna’s words did not say anything.

Because she finally saw it clearly, this is really not a god!

This is clearly a black dog!

Yes, just a dog.

How can Death lick its own cup?

Anna is relieved.

However, where did the dog come from?

She stepped forward.

The dog does not move.

She came to the dog.

The dog licked the cup, squinted and stared at her.

A solemn and heavy breath appeared on it, slowly condensing into an invisible mysterious force.

This force is about to be released, leaving the person in front of him to suffer enough.

Just as this breath was about to start, Anna did one thing.

The bottle in her hand was handed over.

"Drink?" she asked.

Although she was a bit drunk, she still knew that a dog was not normal.

Perhaps this dog is a clue to summoning the **** of death.

Anna patted her forehead and regretted it.

I didn't think about getting a response from Death, so I didn't bring anything.

Anna’s body is left, and this bottle of wine is left.

This is the only thing she has to draw.

Now she carefully handed the wine over.

The dog looked at her and looked at the bottle in her hand.

Deadlock for a moment.

The dog couldn't help but stick out his claws and took the bottle.

It filled a big mouth with a bottle.

Also poured a big mouth,

Also poured a big mouth,

I also poured a big mouth.

Cool!

The dog licked his lips and sat down with the empty bottle.

It glanced at Anna, his eyes locked in the wound wrapped in Anna's hand, and his nose moved.

That's right, the blood just was the Medici family.

The black dog nodded slightly,

It is a contractual relationship, and some are not good at starting.

This wine is not bad.

Forgive each other?

The dog thought about it.

Anna waited for him to see that it had finished drinking the wine, hesitated for a long while, and finally opened his mouth.

This is the first time that the Medici family has been communicating with the gods it has dedicated for thousands of years.

This is also the rare contact of the gods in the human history of the planet.

Everything that happens today is enough to be permanently recorded in history.

In the temple of the **** of death, the sculptures of twelve human-faced dogs hang their heads and watched the scene quietly.

Anna looked at the black dog, and there was some uncertainty between the looks.

Excessive alcohol made her head groggy and her thinking slowed down.

But she still struggles to think and want to grasp the key to the problem.

Finally, Anna finally wanted to understand her own problems.

She looked at the black dog carefully and hesitated and said, "Is it..."

The black dog erected his ears, tilted his tail, and looked at Anna with a solemn look.

"There are also dog holes in the temple?" Anna muttered.

The dog is stupid.