Vol 3 Chapter 1586: Huang Laoxie's past and present

"This thing doesn't taste very good." Huang Laoxie was leaning on a blood-red tentacles. He was standing on the broad wall of the Maginot Line. Under his feet was the constantly twisting activated line of defense. The blood mist coming.
　　 Here, Huang Laoxie killed a few bloodletters and countless activated limbs.
His fast response speed made all the bloodletters who tried to condense near him become a living target. If it weren’t for the bloodletter during the condensing process, they could also move around. Huang Laoxie even cared on the opponent’s face leisurely. A lotus flower.
　　 Huang Laoxie came to see the abuser face to face, so he abandoned the gas mask distributed in advance and calmly faced the erosion of blood fog.
　　 But nothing happened. The blood mist filled his respiratory tract, but Huang Laoxie's only dissatisfaction with the smell of blood was that it was a little bland, not bold enough, and not as mellow as he had experienced before.
Huang Laoxie lit a bunch of bonfires in front of him. The flamethrower made by the Loess Academy of Sciences easily ignited the remains of the activated matter. He tried to grill a section of activated tentacles, but it was a pity that the taste was so bad. The swill.
　　 He also wanted to try the taste of bloodletters. But that thing always quickly dissipated in the blood mist, so Huang Laoxie couldn't get it.
　　 "I'm here! Right here!" Huang Laoxie screamed into the depths of the blood fog boredly: "You guys are here to talk to Laozi!"
However, there was no response in the blood mist, and even the bloodletters that were constantly generated no longer appeared. The original soft activated defense line under the feet gradually restored the texture of the rock. Only the echo of Huang Laoxie's shout was in the blood mist. Constantly echoing.
　　 "The remnants of no fire are not worthy of our Lord's attention." Finally, a voice in the blood mist responded to Huang Laoxie's roar.
A figure wearing a red armor with a huge blood symbol on his head, riding a blood-smashed beast, appeared in the blood fog: "After reincarnation after reincarnation, you still refuse to dissipate. The praying man’s arm always stands in front of the wheel of history as a car. Meaningless."
"Hey, there is finally someone who can talk. You wait, I will come down now!" Huang Laoxie's eyes stood up, and he jumped off Maginot's defense line: "Who is the one here, name it! "
　　 "My name, Magtheridon, who contributed the blood of the blood to the blood of my lord." The knight in the blood mist slowly stopped: "Meet again, Huang Shiren."
　　 "We know?" Huang Laoxie landed on the ground steadily, rushing towards the horror abuse champion Magtheridon like lightning.
when!
Magtheridon seemed to have expected Huang Laoxie's routine a long time ago. With a swipe of the huge scarlet axe, Huang Laoxie was forced to withdraw: "I don't know this time, but in the previous 2,356 times. , We are old friends."
"Since we are old friends, why don't we get close?" Huang Laoxie appeared behind Martheridon like a tarsal maggot. A mace had turned into a comet and hit her helmet , He made up his mind to bully the weakness of the heavy armored soldier turning around unhappy.
But Magtheridon’s great axe was like a whirlwind, once again intercepting Huang Laoxie’s attack horizontally, and the huge force knocked him back into the air again: "I have killed you two thousand three hundred and fifty-four times. I am a little tired. So, this time I avoided you, but you are obsessed with it."
"Since we have known each other two thousand three hundred and fifty-six times, why did we only kill me two hundred and fifty-four times?" Huang Laoxie vomited blood, and the blood dissipated in the blood mist at the moment he was separated: "There are two more times, it seems that I left you some deep memories, haha!"
"It's still so stupid and so disgusting." Matheridon moved forward unhurriedly, seeming to really have no interest in Huang Laoxie: "For the poor worm trapped in prison like you, even if I should pity you too."
　　 "Make it clear!" Huang Laoxie once again possessed himself, this time he chose to attack the blood beast first: "What was the result between us two times?"
　　 Huang Laoxie’s warhammer smashed a burst of sparks on the blood smashing beast, but the blood smashing beast was like a statue, did not respond to Huang Laoxie’s attack, and continued to advance towards the Maginot line unhurriedly.
　　 "Since you want to know, I can tell you if you can really bear the truth." Magtheridon paused and moved forward again, only the remaining voice echoing in the blood fog.
"The first time I met, you and I do not distinguish each other, I was born in your tyranny." Magtheridon's voice was like a sharp blade, making Huang Laoxie stiff in place: "The great blood gave me Life stands side by side with you."
"The second time we met, you and I are each other's enemies. Your compatriots ascended to the altar in your name. Some people call you the God of War Campas." There was a hint of mockery in Matheridon's voice: "But since then Now, what's left in this body? Funny and sad."
　　 "God of War Campas?" Huang Laoxie muttered the name that he had only heard of not long ago, trying to distinguish the authenticity of Matheridon's words.
"Which of the gods in this heaven was not born with the death of a whole world?" Matheridon sneered towards the sky: "It is even more ridiculous that after thousands of reincarnations~www.mtlnovel .com~ How ridiculous they really think they are gods?"
　　 "I think you are really crazy!" Huang Laoxie sneered, and threw a lot of explosives at Magtheridon.
"You believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just explaining the facts. Every time the world is broken and reorganized, we will meet again. Every time I meet, I will take something from you." The voice came from the center of the explosion, destroying Huang Laoxie's mind: "Up to now, you have nothing but an empty shell."
"Have you ever felt emptiness? That's because you are empty; have you ever felt lonely? That's because you never had a family member; have you ever felt like a walking dead? That's because you are a walking dead!" Magtheridon's huge blood ax slashed on the Maginot line: "It's like this city wall, it has no value!"
　　 boom!
Magtheridon’s blood axe was completely embedded in the city wall, and then melted inside. The entire Maginot line seemed to be poisoned, and it began to vibrate greatly. The foundations all began to crack extensively.
"This is a gift from the blood god, haven't you always wanted to get variable blood? This is it!" Magtheridon roared towards the Maginot line, and another blood axe condensed in the blood mist and appeared in His hand was then severely smashed against the wall: "Do you want more? I will give you more! Shake before the power of the blood god!"
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