Chapter 1591 Calculation of the old madman

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It’s just that people are not as good as days, maybe it’s the black epidemic.
Hundreds of years ago, there were a few shocking figures among the mixed-race people. They relied on the notes left by the sealers to become self-taught and became a sealer.
The black blood plague has been trapped for nearly 10,000 years, and he does not want to leave this secret all the time. This is a good time to see the hope of getting out of trouble. Naturally, these mixed-race people attach great importance to it, even to the pure-blooded people who have always been high-definition. The strong are also courtesy to them, extremely respectful, and the resources are greatly inclined to them.
In this way, although the status of the mixed-race people is still far lower than that of the pure-blooded people, the right to speak in the ethnic group has also greatly increased, and indirectly eased the sharp contradiction between them and the pure-blooded people.
The ethnic group once again went to the next heart, working together to cooperate with the power of the sealant to wipe out the seal, and the ethnic population gradually began to increase.
Thanks to the organization of the gods, the population of the black-blooded epidemic has already passed a million years. After several years of violent massacre in history, the population of the entire ethnic group is also larger than the population when it first came to the secret. Not much difference, but it adds up to more than 100,000 people.
But in the short span of hundreds of years, the population of the population has exploded sharply, almost quadrupling, reaching an astonishing more than 400,000 people.
Although most of these increased populations are mixed-race people, the population base is large and the chances of getting stronger are also increasing.
In addition, the rights of those sealers are becoming more and more serious, so that the mixed-race people with good qualifications can also get good cultivation conditions and resources, and gradually form a court-like resistance with the pure blood people.
Especially in the past few decades, when the sealers joined hands to wipe out the seal and finally opened the door to the secret world, the momentum of the mixed-race people has reached the peak of history, if not suddenly an old madman blocked the door and blocked nearly forty. In the year, the entire black blood quarantine has long left this secret to make waves.
However, it must be said that the ethnic group is no longer a pure-blooded family, and the mixed-race people have gradually become the stage of the high-level ethnic group. Jimiya is one of the representative figures.
Misri had been cautious and pretending to pretend to be jealous and fearful. It was not necessary to have the opportunity to eradicate dissidents. After all, in the eyes of noble people, Megiya was a mixed-breed, and they were on an equal footing with them.
Therefore, this time not only succeeded in killing people by knife, but also eliminated the arrogant hybrid of MiGia, and finally paved the way to leave the secret, and the joy of Misri’s mood can be imagined.
But when I think of the grievances of these thousands of years, they are caused by the organization of the gods. The new hatred and old hatred are added together, and Misiri is gnashing his teeth. I can’t wait to find the organization of the gods immediately.
It’s a pity that whether it’s pleasure or hate, it didn’t keep him for a long time. The horrible knives in the secret world suddenly bloomed. The huge number of elite warriors only had time to scream and they were strangled by the horrible sword. Powdered bones, no one is still alive.
In the sky, the knives that ruined the earth and the earth were made into a torrent of light, and swept away from the gates of the secrets. As they passed by, there were numerous cracks in the space of the cobwebs, which made people daunting.
"Go back soon, fast!"
Misri and Allen had no face, and they screamed like a human being. As if they were a family dog, they were forced into the light door from the people who were moving out.
Puff puff!
Those who have not figured out what is going on, but also the joyful outward movement of the people, are unresponsive and annihilated by the horrible knife and torrents, and there is only a black and red blood mud on the ground.
"Close the door and close the door immediately."
Misri's face was green, and there were no people outside the Guangmen who had time to withdraw. He did not hesitate to join Allen to close the door of the secret.
"Missri and Alan, what is going on here? We need an account."
In the crowd, angry voices are heard. After all, those who are locked out of the door have their relatives and friends.
"I am also for the safety of all people. Sometimes, the necessary sacrifices are inevitable. For the safety of most people, we can only make such a helpless choice. I hope that you can understand."
In the face of these people, Misri did not have the cautious look before, and said in a soft and hard way.
"You said that it is safe outside, why is this happening suddenly? An explanation is needed outside."
"Yes, we must give us an explanation today."
"Hey, Mickey is almost devastated, but you are unharmed. All of us are dead, we have any conspiracy?"
"I see, that is, some people want to take the opportunity to eradicate their dissidents and take our lives."
"We used to be pure blood people. Being a mixed-race person is not something we can control. Why are you nobler than us? Every time we take us as cannon fodder."
"We are going to ask the people of Kryman and the adults of Moros to judge them. Today, we must give us an explanation."
"Even if it is unintentional, they are also making mistakes and must give us an account."
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The crowds are in a state of anger, and the indignation is filled with anger. You say that I am forced to give account of the two leaders, Miseri and Allen.
The mixed-race people had doubts and dissatisfaction with Megiya becoming a waste, but they were excited by the news that they were finally able to leave this secret, and they slammed that dissatisfaction, even if they were low-level mixed with Misri. The tribes used to be cannon fodder to explore the road, and they did not express any objection. After all, the overall situation is heavy.
The so-called hope is the greater the disappointment, they are all happily ready to relocate, but unexpectedly suddenly changed, so many people died. The most important thing is that the hope of leaving is also extinct, strong Under the disappointment, the dissatisfied dissatisfaction immediately broke out, and Misri and Allen were the highest decision-makers and pure-blooded people, and naturally they became the target of their venting.
Seeing the anger, Misri and Allen are also shocked. In this secret, they can’t suppress it. Although they are much higher than these mixed-race people, the number of these people is terrible, and there are also many. The strongmen in the early middle of the realm of the gods, if there is a riot, they will be torn into pieces in two minutes.
Allen had no prior opinions, and the situation became more and more intense. He slipped in the direction of being unable to control, and suddenly he was helpless. The six gods looked at Misri.
"Don't panic, don't bother, listen to our explanation. MiGia doesn't listen to our advice. We must insist on personally exploring the road to get the enemy's tricks, but in order to take everyone away, we still sent some people to risk their lives. It is dangerous to go to the outside world to investigate and confirm that there is no danger before we notify everyone to move, but we did not think that the enemy is so embarrassed, the knife of the cloth needs to be touched by the high-ranking military, and it is beyond us. Unexpectedly, in any case, I and Alan, as decision makers, really should take some responsibility."
Misri secretly plays drums in his heart. He knows that today is not good. I am afraid that there will be riots once again. It is definitely a fatal blow to the black blood plague, and he quickly explained it.
My heart is secretly abdomen, it is no wonder that the old madman slashed a knife with a neuropathy all day long. He always thought that the old madman was boring and ill.
Until then, he suddenly reacted. The old madman had been premeditated. It was really expensive to release the knife. Even if it was as strong as an old madman, it would not be possible to lay down so many swords in a short time, but he had already started. The layout, which seems to have been arbitrarily slashed for so many years, is actually a slap in the face of a knife, waiting for a crucial moment to be stimulated.
In the arrogant personality of the old madman, it is natural to see that the black blood plagues are those who have been cultivated as low-ranking people, and they have to concentrate on the slashing of the swords.
Therefore, the low-level people did not find any anomalies when they explored the road. However, when the elite soldiers explored, the swordsmanship was triggered immediately.
Because the elites of the elite warriors are all served by the strong or early-stage powerhouses, their breath has reached the conditions that trigger the knife array.
It’s a good calculation, it’s a good calculation.
This is to calculate all their reactions into the bones, old mad, are you really crazy or fake?
Misri was full of bitterness, and he always had a self-sufficient strategy. At this moment, he had to say a big word to the inscrutable old madman.
Because he knows that the painstaking layout of the old madman's handwriting can never be just as simple as killing some elites.
Quickly figure out a reasonable logic in the mind to analyze the intention of the old madman.
According to his inference, the old madman must have something to leave for a while, in order not to let them take the opportunity to slip away, so they laid a knife.
The knife is broken and the void is broken. Instead of guarding the door, the space crack formed will take about three months to heal completely, which means that he will never leave more than three months.
From the time he started to sneak out several years ago, he was not leaving because of his whim, but his premeditated departure. What is the matter that will make him have to leave?
This question is doomed to have no answer. The old madman seems to be crazy, but in reality he thinks like the sea, and counts both humanity and character into the bones.
Twenty years ago, the old madman had left the scene for two days without a word, but it was a bluffing slap in the air, so that Misri, who had always been cautious, was suspicious. In two days, he did not dare to leave the secret step, missed. A best time to leave, he was cited as a shameful shame.
Misri once vowed that he would never go to the old madman again, but it turns out that he still lost, more than the last time he lost his chance to lose.
Migiya was not allowed to be abolished. He had the meaning of killing people by knife. It was in his expectation that the death of thousands of elite soldiers was absolutely beyond his expectations. As a group decision maker, I really need to be responsible for this.
The door to the secret environment was blocked by space cracks, and the road to the secret of the black blood quarantine was broken. Even if it was known that this knife array was the last resort of the old madman, no one dared to step out of the secret door in the face of the horrible space crack.
This is not enough to make Misri's grievances vomiting blood. What makes him feel depressed and wronged is that the old madman is clearly aware of the differentiation of the two ethnic groups of the black blood plague.
Jimmya was abolished, using low-level mixed-race people as cannon fodder, triggering a knife array to annihilate elite warriors and then breaking the void, causing the ethnic group to cut off the road to escape, thus triggering the dissatisfaction of the mixed-race people to the decision makers... all of this is actually in In order to thoroughly intensify the sharp contradictions within the black blood plague, the violent conflict is paving the way.