Chapter 372 The Cloned Man

"People have created interesting things."

The head did not look at Dorpon. The shackles that bound Dorman seemed to arouse the interest of the spiritual realm. His eyes focused on the damaged machinery and praised them without concealment.

"There was a time when everything they looked forward to became a reality through their own efforts."

Duocong disdained it. He stared at the shackles that had been put on death row for many days, gritted his teeth on his face, did not show any admiration at all, and made a disguised demeaning. But it's still insignificant. These things are like children's toys in front of God.

"If you can compare with God, God will not be called God."

The head thought for a moment and nodded as if he had thought about it. That's true."

"What should I do?" Ask too many questions.

"Save others first. The plan needs more people."

The head turned around, and he was preparing for the technique without forgetting to remind him of Duo.

"The wave in the spiritual realm is not over yet. Those who have enough ability to choose contractors and can't enter the spiritual realm will be exempted. Nothing can happen." I see."

Dogun nodded and noticed that after the head turned his back on him, he gradually narrowed the distance between the two, and his eyes became delicate.

"I want to ask you something."

Dog approached and asked as he asked.

"What's the matter?"

"How do you bring out that flesh and blood?"

Duogan's posture began to adjust. This is a kind of power-enhance action, which is a basic action commonly used in military training. After professionally trained special soldiers can even directly beat an ordinary Selin into a half-disabled person with one punch.

The leader seems to know nothing about all this behind him. He is still focusing on the surgical preparation and answering the questions raised by Dorcon.

"It's already on the way. I changed the perception of the Amoeba trade fleet, asking them to identify the flesh and blood used for the ceremony as the goods needed by Amoeba, and change the delivery location to the peacekeeper."

"After arriving at the Peace, if you don't wait for Amoeba to pick up the goods, will those people be suspicious?"

Dorgo was ready, like an old hunter staring at his prey, and even his breathing was as smooth as possible, just for the next blow.

"No, that's the end of their journey. I've already arranged it."

The head replied lightly, as if what he said was not the Selin people, but a group of insignificant ants, without even a sense of guilt.

Duog's face is also gradually gloomy.

"Well..."

Duocong moved, and he struggled to wave the punch to the back of his head, and the sharp blade popped out from the wrist of his fist-waving arm. If it could be solid, any Serin would die of serious injury.

The murderous intention completely filled Duogon's eyes, making him look so ferocious and terrible. The whole action was as fast, fast as if he were instinctive, without any mercy and hesitation. He wanted him to die!

However, at this time, a voice sounded in Duo's ear.

"It's too slow."

Ka-ka!

A huge force appeared suddenly from top to bottom, and there was no sign at all. The unreachable Dogon's whole body was smashed to the ground by this huge force, accompanied by the jumping sound of broken bones.

He couldn't move at all. It was even difficult to lift a finger, and he was completely restricted, more completely than the previous shackles.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, followed by bursts of sharp pain caused by broken bones and tendons, which can be dozens of times more painful than sprinkling salt on the wound.

"Ah--!"

Doryon wailed, which was not what he wanted, but he couldn't control the instinct of his brain.

After he was relieved, he looked at the head ferociously and asked intermittently.

"How did you... find out that... I... is not Dorcon?"

"Indeed, the voice, demeanor, heartbeat, and even the behavior shown,

The simulation is exactly the same, but there are some things that are wrong. We don't care whether the Lord is called God, the Lord is the Lord, and it's just the Lord. We will say God, which is just for you ordinary people in the outside world to understand. We won't say that."On the contrary, I'm very strange. How do you simulate the fluctuation of Duo's thinking? Everyone's fluctuation should be unique. This can't be simulated."

The head rubbed his chin and showed a look of thought. The "fant people have created interesting things" he said before was alluding to this, but this fake Dogan did not hear it.

"..."

This is the "Duo's" who just reacted, with a gloomy face, kept silent, and looked angrily at the head, with a desperate determination.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I have a way."

The head shook his head calmly, and he opened his mouth in the direction of the fake Dogon.

"? να? συγκεκριμ? ναολ? κληρο?,ολ? κληρο? συγκεκριμ? να? να?

With the chanting of the spell, strange changes took place. The limbs and parts of the limbs lost contact and were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You! What did you do?!"

The head didn't pay attention to this 'Duo'. He just stood with his eyes closed, as if he were feeling something.

After a while, the head opened his eyes again and nodded wisely, and the 'Duo' has completely 'withered' and said goodbye to the world with such a strange way of death.

"Extract Dog's brain from the body and transplant it into another person's body..."

"People who can come up with this method are really cruel, don't you think so? A clone of Dogo. 

Staring at the Dorgo clone that had become a mummified corpse, the head did not regret at all because he had just killed a subordinate, or even felt guilty at all.

The head's eyes turned to another place, as if he could penetrate the overlapping obstacles and directly observed the members of the imprisoned pilgrims.

"For most of the others, it is the same. There is no value of salvation. It's too miserable. The world should be saved by the Lord, and it can only be saved by the Lord."

The death of 'Dorcon' does not mean the end. How can the trap buried by the empire be so simple? Suddenly, countless light spots appeared on the head, which is the light spot of gun-assisted targeting, which also shows that the head himself is becoming the focus of countless gunmen.

"Oh? It seems that I'm surrounded."

Even with such a threat, the head does not seem to be panicked.

Then there were hurried footsteps, and a series of powerful armored warriors filed in, truly surrounding the pilgrim leader.

From these people, a leading team captain came out, and he warned the head.

"That's right. If you get away, you still have a way to live, Mankrov."

"The way to live? Just like him?"

The head who heard the warning glanced at the mummified corpse of the Duogon clone, which was obviously to satirize what the empire had done.

"He is trying to catch you, that's all, if you..."

"There's too much nonsense. You'd better shut up."

The head waved his hand, and another sudden appearance of a huge force, hit the captain of the speaking team head-on, directly smashing his whole body and power armor into the metal wall. Open fire!"

Since language can no longer solve the problem, it can only be solved by force.