Chapter 229: : The benefits of perversion and the art of death

Click!
With a flash of light, the fiercely fierce demon was frozen, and the raised right hand could no longer successfully release the next evil fire dragon.
Caristien walked over slowly, holding his beloved camera in one hand and waving the long dagger at will.
"This pose is okay, barely qualified to enter my art exhibition hall. There is really little art material on the frozen soil in the north. I would go back to the ruins in the south."
While talking to himself, he walked in front of the demon who was still by time, carefully looked around, and his mouth made a loud voice.
"What kind of artistic expression should I use? Forget ... the simplest one."
With that, Caristien slammed his dagger backwards, swept upward from his abdomen, and cut it directly to the position of his throat. Under the influence of the slow-motion lens, the sprayed blood sprayed extremely slowly, and then he fell into eternity In the cycle, repeat this process before death.
"Hahaha, it's really beautiful, I really hope my art can be appreciated by more people ... Left, take away this artwork."
The giant eyes of the giant tentacles in the sky were ordered, and immediately extended a fleshy barbed tentacle, carefully rolled away the master's new artwork, and then slowly disappeared under the gaze of the pupils of the giant eyes.
"Huh?" At this moment, Carristian looked up, staring puzzledly in a direction in the distance. He sensed a wave of energy that was very strange and never seen before.
Weng. . . Weng. . .
The low and heavy Weng sounded again, and it did not disperse on the frozen wasteland for a long time.
"Um ... look at it in the past, there should be some good prey."
Caristien's figure disappeared in place, and the transient trajectory with a flowing black gas appeared on a tentacle of the super giant eyeball.
The brain container man and the team leader stood on the platform on the roof of the truck, watching the human corpses pierce the bodies of members of the armed fleet on a steel spike.
"How do you plan to move next? Has the lord the master communicated the order?" The team leader blinked his blue electro-optic eyes and looked at the brain container man next to him, who immediately shook his container head.
"Sovereign Lord does not directly direct this operation, and the Lord has more important missions to complete. Lord No. 0 is now responsible for our first ground expansion operation."
The team leader nodded, and his blue eyes were filled with rational light.
"The supreme education tells me many things, how is our previous plan going? Open the endless road, release and control the ancient existence, the supreme education thinks that existence can help us greatly accelerate the career process."
There was a burst of noise in the speaker of the brain container person, seeming to be angry.
"It has failed temporarily. The chosen goal did not open the door of the endless road refuge in accordance with our plan, and he was not affected by the Supreme Education, which makes us very puzzled."
"Have you sure of the ancient existence under the endless road of successful transformation or education?"
"Everything is possible, it's just a matter of the length of time. You still have a lot of things to learn. As the first person to be promoted, your responsibilities are also extremely difficult." The brain container person made an electronic sound to the team leader.
The team leader just wanted to answer the question, but the abnormality at the next moment interrupted the conversation.
A giant tentacle eyeball quickly floated from the distant sky, and the giant tentacles around the eyes were dancing against the wind.
"Ahahaha, a lot of art materials! Ah ... what are you? A new form of creature? This really surprised me. You will be the first artwork representing your ethnic group!"
Caristien held the camera, looked at the large number of steel spikes below, and then turned his gaze to the strange creature standing on the platform at the top of the truck.
His brain was actually placed in an artificial transparent container, and then fixed around his neck, this is the first time I saw it!
At this moment, there was a whisper of whispering in his mind, and Karistian was stunned immediately.
This is similar to the whispering sound I heard in the Endless Road Refuge, but it is by no means the same thing.
He knew that the whispering sound in the Endless Road was made by the ancient named Zanes, but the whispering sound at the moment always felt extremely unnatural, revealing an artificial trace everywhere, and now still trying to force Reverse your thinking, and also want to plug a lot of strange things into your thinking.
Supreme education? Let Lao Tzu join your plan for the rebirth of the world? You put your grandma a spicy spicy beef ass! Lao Tzu is the great artist Carristian! There is only one Laozi's supreme plan, which is to create one of the world's greatest art galleries!
The highly educated whisper was blown out of his mind, and Karistian immediately became furious.
It has to be said that sometimes as an extremely perverted and narcissistic maniac, there are still some benefits.
The kind of thinking that I can't help myself, I'm the world's first, I'm the most genius, so no one is convinced, directly making Carristian immune to this highly educated influence.
"You dog mongrel, even want to influence my great, artistic world full of artistic temperament! Ah ah ah! This makes me very angry, you can not forgive!"
Ok. . . If you are going to kill yourself, Carristian will not be so angry.
But this group of hanging hairs actually want to pollute and lower their artistic life and thinking height, this stepping horse is simply unbearable!
Watching the bodies on the steel spikes tremble for a while, there seemed to be signs of recovery again. Carristian pouted, and a teleportation came to the spikes, a sharp shot at the spikes.
Click, click, click, click!
Get it done, close the job, move! You guys will show me another one! I think you are all Hu Feng's perverts, can you easily get rid of your time still?
There were rumbling noises not far from the side, and the eyeballs of tentacles in the sky were waving their dozens of barbed tentacles frantically at the moment, smashing the strange enemies on the ground with blue currents flowing all over them.
Carristian didn't hesitate, turned around, and another teleported to the platform on the top of the truck, staring at the human and the brain container in front of him with a grin.
"You have insulted me, so I decided to make you the cheapest art and put it on the square of my art exhibition hall, and withstand the wind and the sun forever!"
In the sky, the fighting power of the super giant tentacle eyeball is called a fierce, completely relying on brute force to crush the small enemies on the ground, quite a kind of artistic conception.
"Time is still? Really incredible ability. We have studied for a long time. You still have nothing for the mysterious existence of time. You have mastered part of your ability. Please join us. You will get everything you want. You The power will be us ... "
Click!
Before the brain container had finished speaking, he was trapped in slow motion. The sound behind it was extremely slow, so it became extremely thick, and it was too long to make it difficult to hear.
The team leader immediately pulled out his pistol and slammed at Carristian in a burst, but the latter didn't care, and walked slowly to the brain like an angry person, and then. . .
The dagger flashed, and the metal brain container was cut off ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then instantly entered an infinite loop, repeating the scene of the beheaded.
"Next, it's your turn, ah ... you're just as good as an ordinary artwork."
The brain container was rolled away by the tentacles in the sky, and Caristien raised the camera again, just wanting to press the shutter. . .
Weng. . .
A violent and substantive mental shock directly flew him out of the platform. It is effective to attack the ghost with mental power, but it is only difficult to condense the mental power into an attacking entity.
"Spirit Cohesion Simulation is over and the model is to be determined."
A suspended steel chair appeared slowly, with a human body sitting on it, and a steel brain container on the neck.
No. 0 travel agent.
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