Gods and the Man Who Wants to Kill Gods

It's just that Stream really didn't expect things to happen in such a dramatic situation, after all, for Stream, he thought that the means used by Emily would attack after the confrontation, and he didn't expect it to happen at this time, "Or because there is no very good means of contact, after all, there are still some difficulties in replacing all the nodes and making them all purely mechanical." "

Stream said to the humanoid who had fallen to the ground and was not quite dead, "The plan will never keep up with the change, will it?" I know you've made deals with some of the council's humanoids before, but now you probably can't count on them, and you won't need them anymore than some spare containers you put in them. Hearing this, Rowell, who had already looked like he was not struggling, suddenly began to look hideous, "Raymond, do you really think that after I am gone for half a century, you will be able to make small movements under my nose?"

"It's strange why I know?" said the subtle smile on his face, which had clearly become his current habit and standard. "I'm not telling you. Finally he said this, and then turned his head to tinker with Jud

The smile of the stream was very annoying to humans, and the last thing Raymond saw before he died was the look he hated so much, the unfathomable look that seemed to see everything through.

"Good night, it's time to go to bed Raymond, Shouduo is humiliated, we all are. Raymond had no strength to open his eyes anymore, only the sound remained, and finally his consciousness completely disappeared from this world, leaving only an empty shell, or an incomplete Lowe.

Stream didn't continue to make any moves on Lowe, he had already maintained the integrity of his body, and all that was left was Emily's own things to deal with, of course, the things that belonged to him and Judah were not completely over, and there were some things that belonged to Raymond to deal with after he was solved.

Judah is still immersed in his own shock, and there is no bleak old age of a generation of careerist politicians on the side, "Whose brains are those?".

His voice suddenly came from the iron bar, and at the same time there was the sound of footsteps outside the door of the laboratory, and for a moment he did not answer any questions about Judah, but looked at the humanoid who had come, "This is really a rare guest, but you are still too late, dear lady, I have already finished the battle here." "

"Is that so?" A voice that sounded a little vicissitudes of life came from the side, and Juji's mood at this time also returned to its original calm, and turned to look at the place where the voice came from, this voice is indeed somewhat familiar, it seems that I have only heard such a voice not long ago, to be honest, Juji wants to remember, but it seems that this voice is not very similar.

It wasn't until he saw the owner of the voice that he realized that there was not something wrong with his ears, but that there were some irreversible problems with the other party's body, obviously, for a humanoid, the increase in age should be steady, but the one in front of him was not so according to the general law.