Vol 2 Chapter 367: The island is broken, the **** is stripped

Lu Zhengkang knew he had been tricked by Sergera.
But he didn't care.
The stag slowly stood up and became like Lu Zhengkang, and the deer also stood up and became like Serana.
"Thanks for you."
"From now on, your love will be only me!"
"it is good."
Shergra came out from the side, wearing a black priest's robe, clapping exaggerated expressions.
"Awesome, touching!"
Lu Zhengkang asked him, "Enough fun, shouldn't I tell me the whereabouts of Namidian?"
"No, you say enough to play enough? I said not enough!" Sergera waved, "Let me see your later memories, hehe!"
Sergera quickly scanned the memory until he saw a god-man with first antlers, a brilliant flower spinning in his palm, and the mad was sucked in. Lu Zhengkang and Serana followed closely. .
The happy mad suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, why, this is yours..."
Lu Zhengkang appeared behind him, gently hugged the old man's shoulders, and looked at the oil-green wheat field with him, the white ice peaks in the distance, the blue ghost like clouds, and the golden sky.
"Does it look good? Welcome to my realm, a quiet place."
Xieergra smacked his lips, "It's different, it's different, hey, your field is really different! I can't see the trembling island anymore." The trembling island in his mouth is his annihilation domain, and his body, being a Dider When Lord Ra said that he could not sense his own domain, it meant the separation of the godhead and the kingdom of gods. This was very fatal. Sheergra would weaken and die a little bit, and the trembling island would continue to collapse due to the absence of the main god.
Lu Zhengkang: "You are too impulsive, it really makes me very difficult."
Selgra peeped into Lu Zhengkang's memory, which was a very difficult question.
"Child, I have to say," Mad God's tone was unprecedentedly low, as thick as a long whale whispering, with a thunderous echo, his usual idiotic face is extremely peaceful and kind, and seems to be transformed into a reclusive order. Lu Zhengkang, the of Kigarag, couldn't help being solemn, intending to listen carefully to the teachings of this powerful man.
But in the next second, joy erupted from Sergera’s face, bang, Hulong, it seemed that he could hear the silent burst of cheers, he opened his mouth wide, as if he could shove an apple in. Such an exaggeration, the gray eyeballs throbbed, like a restless little animal about to break its shell, this strange and crazy face can make any mortal looking directly at him go crazy, even some Didra You are not immune to this pollution.
Lu Zhengkang made a speechless expression. He was in the pure land and would not be hurt by any form of attack. Sergera was not trying to confuse him with the same tricks, but it was a real ecstasy from the heart.
"Ahhh!!! Great!!!" Like a child who freed himself, he broke free of Lu Zhengkang's arm, carrying a small suitcase, rushing with his feet, and leaping into the natural field, cheering in surprise From far away.
Lu Zhengkang frowned, the Pure Land was shaking, and in the annihilation void, an island full of vegetation flew quickly, hitting the epiphany, and crashing.
The thing that has always been hidden in the deep layer of the Pure Land appears-it is an Indra net, which is a primordial spirit zone, and all souls who die in the Pure Land will rise into it and become one. At this moment, the Indra net is trembling on the island. The fragments are gathered up, like a hard-working fisherman, picking up the harvest, and then leaving the sea by boat.
The Pure Land swallowed Sergra's realm.
During the whole process, the waves were not disturbed, so that the fish in the sea did not notice the disappearance of their companions.
Lu Zhengkang was the only bystander, but in fact he could not see any concrete scenes. He only realized after the fact that he did not understand much other than that.
Now he can only reach the third level with the blessing of the copper umbrella, and the world on the second level is still too far away from him.
Seeing Sergera's carefree appearance, Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt a little guilty. Although you secretly read my diary it was your fault, but I accidentally occupied your house and it was a bit unreasonable.
After feeling guilty for a while, Lu Zhengkang forgot about it, and planned to ask if Sergera knew about the whereabouts of Nanodian. If he didn't know, he planned to ask his old boss Helsing.
Lu Zhengkang smiled at Sergera who waved at him in the distance, and walked hundreds of feet in one step to come to the mad god, "You seem to be very happy?"
"Of course! I don't need to see Kigarag anymore, I'm so happy that I can't—HIGH! Oh, send Daxing, let's catch the jellyfish!"
Lu Zhengkang: "My memory is so rich, why do you like a "SpongeBob SquarePants"?"
The mad is very powerful. He is the only person who can peer into Lu Zhengkang's memory so far. To some extent, he really inherited Rokhan's divinity and is a high-level close to the first level.
"Don't you think this is a great work? Yes, yes, and this, you look at it," Mad God is like a fan of Amway. He transformed into a blue-haired Mediterranean old man. Wearing a dirty white coat, full of alcohol, drooling in his mouth, a horse face drooping, and his eyes staring at Lu Zhengkang.
Lu Zhengkang looked suspicious, "This is..."
"Yeah! Yeah! It's me! Wubbalubbadubdub!" He raised his hands, laughed, and swayed, like a sulky tumbler. This image is from "Rick and Morty", and Sergera is dressed as a lunatic scientist Rui The appearance of Ke, it's true colors.
"Well, then...Master Rick? Can you tell me where Namdian is?"
"In Mondas, on a certain star, you have to fly out of Nairn to find it."
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Yes."
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In 4E201, the lord of the East, Ulfric, the lord of Windhelm City, assassinated the Supreme King Toig by the storm cloak, and brazenly launched a civil war and broke with the empire~EbookFREE.me~ for a time the world was in turmoil.
This is the third civil war in Skyrim in history.
On the tundra led by Winterhold, a warm fire emerged from the wolves resting place.
Lu Zhengkang lives here, and goes to Dongbao three times a week to run his food shop. At other times, he chooses to spend the night in a stone shack. This one is far away from people and very peaceful.
His human form has already grown into an adult appearance, and he will also use a human form when living in seclusion, and he will still use the image of a troll man when meeting old friends.
In the human form, he is a tall, stern blond Nord man. He is seven feet tall. His skin is as pure as cream. His sea-blue pupils are always shining with bright light. He is very enlightened, reflecting the vast green tundra. He stood on the hill like a snow shirt.
These days are busy seasons.
The fourth-generation spacecraft he named the Leviathan is undergoing final assembly, and at the same time, a large number of magic experiments have to be prepared.
The numbered necromancers are already very powerful, and Lu Zhengkang intends to perform the Lich transformation ceremony for them. For this reason, he also made a set of exogenous armor for each necromancer, which is used as a phylactery.
The current exogenous armor is already the sixth generation, and it has been improved many times over and over, and finally developed a large semi-mechanical semi-biological mecha that can deform and repair itself, referred to as the colony.
Very easy to use and very strong.
A hurricane was raised on the gray horizon of the tundra, and a Nord man in ebony armor drove towards the wolves resting place on a steam car Hulonglong.
Lu Zhengkang went out early to greet him. Dilo was the one who came. He is now an excellent forger and mechanic. Three years ago, he suddenly remembered Jonas, this time to convince Lu Zhengkang to take him to Tianwai.
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