The snake-like pupils stared at Ken. When the pupils dilated to a certain extent, their shape would be close to that of a heart.

And pink hearts.

In Ken's impression, Emilia, the mysterious girl on the order side, has this eye color.

But something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

Ken looked at the girl in front of him.

Her height is at least 1.6 meters.

The body is slender and slender. Although it is not mature, it is somewhat mature.

Amy even cried with envy.

The evil god's clone...

Will he grow up?

"Brother, good morning." Emilia smiled and said, "Does this dress look good?"

She twisted away from Ken's eyes, seeming to show off her barren figure.

The girl said loudly: "Now I am almost as tall as you, eldest brother. I will be an adult soon."

Emilia pinched her waist proudly and spoke.

None of her mother and adults paid their attention here.

Therefore, she does not need to continue to be a tool for her mothers to pour out their emotions, but can live a more free life.

For her, the redundant identity of the man in front of her meant nothing to her except to please her mothers.

"You are really Amelia..." Ken glanced up and down at the girl in surprise.

It's amazing.

When he first saw this girl, she was still like other evil god clones, covered in rags, hunting by instinct like a wild beast.

Even if the power is very strong.

But he is still a beast.

At this time, she stood tall and graceful, like a young girl who had just grown up, standing in front of Ken with great vitality.

However, the blood stains on the skirt and the blood constantly flowing from the scythe proved that she was not a weak girl. Her strength and bloodthirsty seemed to be no less than her former self.

Ken's eyes also became confused.

Why did the girl in front of him change his name?

Could it be that her personality and behavior patterns have also changed?

"Hmph, big brother, do you want to be my teddy bear~" Emilia gently lifted the sickle and said softly.

"It's best not." Ken knew how the girl in front of him treated her former teddy bear.

Charles, who was nearly dismembered, is an example.

"Huh? I'm not a child anymore, and of course I don't need that kind of teddy bear." Emilia gently approached Ken, sniffed back and forth, and then said with interest: "Brother, you look better than

It was even more delicious before.”

Even more delicious than before.

It means that your charm has exceeded the 30 mark. Since then, your charm has become stronger in many places.

"Wait, Amelia, do you still want to eat something delicious?" Ken's eyes suddenly lit up.

He still knows how to use Emilia.

"I need to get rid of some of the cultists' minions first. Do you want to come together? After that is done, I will give you everything you want to eat."

Like a weird uncle who deceives children, Ken spoke softly.

"Can you give me anything?" Emilia blinked, her snake-like pupils dilating.

She seemed to be excited.

Ken nodded and said, "Of course I can give you anything."

He still remembered that the girl in front of him liked to eat ice cream and all kinds of candies. Once the things in this world are dealt with and he returns to the main world, it would be easy to give the girl these things.

"Let's go, let's go." Emilia's free hand held Ken's big hand, and she said excitedly: "Who among us will kill first?"

…

The world on this side of dreams.

The apartment is more complete than the previous world.

The door was broken, there were many stumps inside, blood was constantly flowing out, and steam magic machinery was crawling in the house.

Andy Timothy pressed his body against the wall and slowly approached the house from the edge.

Soon after he entered Restoration City, he separated from Ken.

Because he saw those children.

Even people who have not experienced the Steam Riot are still alive for the time being, let alone those who survived that riot!

Therefore, Andy and Ken separated.

He pressed his body tightly against the wall, praying that the monsters would not find him.

He didn't carry much explosives, so if he was discovered, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Perhaps because of God's blessing, he was indeed not discovered by the steam wizards.

He walked into the bedroom where his great-great-great-grandmother had lived and squeezed into the bed, where there was a passage underneath.

That tunnel was designed by my grandmother when she built this building.

Goblins are accustomed to living in caves.

Andy's large factory is constantly working hundreds of meters underground. Almost no one can discover its existence. Even if it is discovered, it is difficult to find the entrance to it.

Andy walked down the steps.

It's very dark here.

There is the familiar smell of blasted rocks all around.

He moved forward slowly, following the smell of blasting stones.

Deep underground, Andy saw a dim yellow light.

Under the light, it was a familiar figure.

Liva Timothy.

Old goblin.

The living old goblin.

She was holding a short knife in her hand, sitting on a table and chair underground, seeming to be reminiscing about something.

“Great-great-great-grandmother!”

Andy's voice trembled, and he didn't make much noise.

Even if it's deep now, it will be heard by those guys.

Liva raised her head, thinking she had heard wrongly.

But her eyes finally found Andy.

This familiar little gnome.

Liva raised her glasses in confusion and asked:

"Little grandson, why don't you..."

Her words haven't finished yet.

The little goblin rushed up, hugged her hard, choked in her arms, and his suppressed cries gradually sounded.

Liva did not continue to speak.

She held her cute little grandson in her arms and comforted him gently.

Her little grandson feels wronged now, so she wants to appease her, and nothing else matters anymore.

Andy tried his best to suppress his desire to cry.

But his nose and tears flowed out again like a bursting dam.

She is still alive.

She is still alive.

'No, she's dead.'

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! A cold voice suddenly sounded in his heart, interrupting his train of thought.

She is already dead.

Andy pressed his one eye a little harder, and he said in his heart: 'Shut up! Martin Timothy! What do you know!'

'She is dead.' The voice continued to respond coldly.

Andy already knew that there seemed to be another soul hidden in his body.

And it's still a familiar soul.

The person you admire.

Martin Timothy.

He is not his own split personality, nor is he a figment of his own imagination.

This is another person.

Andy has thought about why he was not sacrificed together with the others in the city.

After thinking about it, he could only think of Martin Timothy in his own body.

Perhaps it was precisely because of him that he could not sleep forever.

'I told you to shut up!' Andy shouted in his heart: 'It's not like you can't read...'

"You know her body is dead in reality, right? You should know that this side is not reality, but a dream." Martin's voice sounded.

'The warlock didn't tell you, but I will tell you...this world is the world of the evil god, and my great-great-grandmother has become a dependent of the evil god, and she has been sacrificed.'

"You're lying!" Andy's hand holding the old goblin trembled unconsciously. The old goblin noticed that her grandson seemed to be in some pain, and she gently touched his head, just like she did when she was a child.

The old goblin's actions made the little goblin feel even more tortured.

'She still has the memory of that guy, but her essence is part of the evil god. In other words, she doesn't know what she is, but she is definitely a descendant of the evil god.'

‘…’

The voice in Andy's heart fell silent.

After a while, Andy continued to ask:

'What's the use of all this?'

'Because I don't think the followers of the evil god are equal to dead people. At least they are not dead people until they are purified by the temple.'

‘…’

Andy fell silent again.

He's not stupid.

He knew what the guy in his heart was saying.

This guy is tempting himself to betray order.

But he seemed unable to refute him.

'what do you mean?'

Andy asked.

'I mean, if you think about it, if your great-great-great-grandmother could take another form, really another form, to live in a dream forever and protect her, that would probably be a good thing.

...'

‘How can we do this?’ Andy asked coldly.

'As long as the ritual continues and the two worlds are completely integrated, the old goblin will become a part of the god. Of course she can live forever, but the premise is that the ritual continues, you need to prevent other

People break the ritual...for example, the priest, for example, the sorcerer you have a good relationship with.'

That warlock...

Andy's eyes became serious.

'Are you Martin Timothy?'

How could the greatest Timothy say such words!

'of course.'

'Then let me ask you, what will happen if the ritual is completely completed.'

Andy is not stupid.

Of course he knew what it meant to stop the Paladin's actions.

That can't be a good thing!

The voice in my heart said: 'After the ceremony is completed, everything in the city will become a part of the evil god, including you, me... not counting those paladins, they should be killed.'

That is to say.

The inner voice added: 'But if the ceremony is prevented, your great-great-great-grandmother will simply disappear.'

He said seductively: 'You should understand what I mean... In the definition of reality, she has been sacrificed and is completely dead. The reason why she appears here is because she was sacrificed.

, and once the ceremony is destroyed, the sacrifices here will be destroyed together with the world!

Andy's eyes wrinkled.

The voice was right.

but.

He shook his head.

He slowly let go of the old goblin.

There were no more tears on his face, but he was thinking about something.

He was silent.

After a while.

It's like a statue, talking to your heart.

Liva's voice woke him up:

"Little grandson... Andy, are you worried about something?"

The kind look of the old goblin appeared in front of him. She touched Andy's head gently and said, "I know you have grown up, and you don't want me to know many of the things you do now..."

She is still the same as before.

So kind.

She is Andy's only relative.

Andy's most trusted relative.

The person who took care of Andy all his life.

She added: "If you want to do something, don't hesitate, just do it... I will always support you..."

She smiled and took out a candy from her arms and handed it to Andy's hand. She said softly: "Before I ran away, I still found a candy... In this era outside, my teeth can still bite

You have to touch the candy..."

Andy took the candy in shock and murmured: "I know..."

She was the last person to give her candy.

He clenched his fists fiercely and continued: "I understand."

I don’t know who responded.

Maybe it was Liva Timothy's words.

Maybe it's Martin Timothy, or maybe he's answering Andy Timothy's question.

…

"Wait, no, why is the progress so fast..."

A head rolled on the ground.

She has beautiful blond hair and beautiful green eyes.

While rolling on the ground, he spoke: "No, why did you still inherit the progress from last time, just after the beheading..."

She finally rolled to her body, grabbed her head with both hands, and closed it hard.

The neck tilted slightly.

Doris has been here for a long time.

But there's a problem.

The last time she came to this dreamland, she was beheaded by William Wilder.

And her head was rolling around in pursuit of fun.

By this time, she was almost separated from her body by half of the Restoration City!

Doris tried her best to move her frozen body.

"The second wave is about to begin, I'm so angry..."

After the second wave started last time, the dream was shattered very quickly.

I don’t know what I will do this time...

A sharp blade suddenly pierced her chest.

While she was thinking to herself, a car moved behind her and gave her a fatal blow.

"It's so annoying...Hey." Doris turned her head away unhappily.

The monster that the steam car turned into stopped for a moment, and then time began to move backwards.

The tentacles on his body gradually returned to his body, and the various tentacles disappeared, their activity disappeared, and he turned into an ordinary car.

Then it was divided, part by part, and became completely new parts, and it was still being disintegrated.

Doris' body gradually returned to its original state, and the blood that flowed to the ground returned to her body, and everything returned to its original state.

"He should be a warlock...well, a third-level warlock. Last time he was in the woods outside the city, but I didn't see him this time."

Doris touched the dark circles under her eyes, feeling inexplicably distressed.

She began to regret not accepting Ruixi's proposal.

"Let's go shopping first... you're looking for a man, don't be in a hurry." Doris took a step forward. Her clothes now exposed her belly and calves, but she didn't care.
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