Chapter 1348: prison

Disaster Star, a huge spaceship is adjusting its flight attitude, its sideboard is aimed at the planet, and one by one it releases the rudimentary first-generation re-entry.

This planet is the planet where the Elanhill Empire exiled and imprisoned criminals who committed the most heinous crimes. It was full of despair and dying decay.

A puppet was sitting on a huge rock on the surface of the planet of the catastrophe star. It or he looked up at the falling meteor in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't put on that poor look, okay? At least I satisfied your distance and gave you almost infinite life." Behind the puppet, a voice rang, and the other puppet stepped onto the boulder and stood. Behind him.

"You are deceiving! You have deprived me of everything! You only gave me this terrible body!" Noxal Kuangfeng suddenly turned his head, staring at the nasty figure in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"No, no, no! I gave you a choice! The worst result of your greedy choice." The puppet said with a smile, "Look, this is human nature."

"At that time, I asked you if you were willing to go back, but you chose to stay! I asked if you wanted to give up your own wish, and you insisted again!" The puppet faced Noxal Gale He spread his hands and made a helpless move: "So, I met your request, didn't I?"

"You are the same as me now! We all have a long life, and have this... catastrophe star!" He spread his hands and made a gesture of embracing the whole world: "This belongs to us, isn't it? ? A brand new world!"

"I will curse you! Curse you!" Norshal Gale, who has become a puppet, tore his throat and cursed loudly: "You bastard! You **** bastard!"

"If the curse is useful, I might have died thousands of years ago!" The puppet, the original source of magic, laughed and said, "Do you know how many lives are dead in my hands? Tens of thousands? No! No, no, no!"

The source of magic pointed to his feet and said, "My feet are full of bones. I used to be the king of this world!"

"But you are nothing now! You are just a puppet imprisoned in this hell! A poor puppet!" Noxal Gale was hysterical, as if he wanted to rush forward and compete with the source of magic.

"Save energy...Norchal..." Another voice came out abruptly. If you don't speak, no one can find that there is still a "person" in the corner.

"Hahahaha!" Magic Origin continued to laugh: "The main reason he is still so energetic now is that he hasn't stayed here long enough! Not long enough!"

The puppet, who had been shrinking in the corner, stood up slowly. His body was already broken, and some parts were already full of cracks. In short, it was simply a garbage dump made of scrap materials. As long as a gust of wind could make him 70 Eight fall.

However, this puppet can still walk and stand, like a walking mummy, looking desperate.

For everyone who was exiled to the disaster star, this place is a terrible prison of eternal torment.

In this prison, everyone must be very careful of this dangerous world. Because the Calamity Star itself is a huge radioactive planet with excessive radiation, it is a "uranium planet" discovered by the Ailan Hill Empire.

It provided 37% of the uranium output for the Ailanhill Empire, and at the same time also provided a large amount of gold ore for Ailanhill.

"Shut up! You used to be an emperor too! Look at what you look like now, you don’t even have a noble face!" Norshal Kuangfeng stared at the puppet with broken parts and shouted loudly. .

His voice is mechanically hoarse and friction, because the volume suddenly rises, and it sounds weird.

"It's really interesting to hear you arguing." The source of magic looked at the two people with interest, and then walked to the tattered puppet: "He still looks down on you... He doesn't know yet. You may be the one who resisted Chris for the longest time. A so-called emperor."

The former emperor of the Norma Empire, who was already a puppet, seemed to think of his past, and smiled bitterly: "When you caught me, I knew...this world has been shrouded by demons and will never be able to return to what it should have been. It looks like something."

"Evil? Interesting saying." The source of magic said: "I have seen two giant trees, which represent the power of this world... Standing under those two giant trees, looking up at the sky, even once can dominate the whole The me in the world seems so small."

"That is a kind of deep despair, desperation that I can't catch up and compete in this life. So I gave up and was left on this sinful planet. Looking at you poor people, I don't know that I am weaker than the ants. "People"." He said as he walked down the boulder: "Honestly stay here, maybe one day, you can leave, as long as you sit here stupidly until your sentence expires after three hundred years. It's okay."

"And you." When he reached the edge of the stone, he stopped and looked back at the former emperor of the Norma Empire: "When did I figure it out, I can help you replace all the parts at once, so that You look... more like a'person', hahahaha!"

"He finally left." Noxal leaned against the stone behind him as discouraged, watching the reentry cabin falling from the sky: "You said, do we have a chance to leave here?"

"Of course, didn't you hear? As prisoners, after 300 years of suffering here, we can leave." The former emperor of the Norma Empire twisted his neck, and a screw fell off.

A reptile unique to the catastrophe planet crawled across his face, was caught by him and threw it to the ground.

"I mean, as a leader against tyranny, leave here with hatred!" Norshal Gale emphasized through gritted teeth.

"If you know how powerful the warden who just left is, you won't ask such boring questions. He once owned a planet with tens of millions of troops... As a result, he still knelt honestly. In front of that Chris." The former emperor of the Norma Empire said desperately.

Then, he pointed to the steeple towering not far away and continued: "You haven't seen those **** waiters in white robes? Do you know how strong they are?"

Thinking of the people in white robes who were guards, Noxal swallowed. He knew that every white-robed man there had the ability to commit suicide and enter his palace alone, hacking him to death on the bed.

Revenge, for a weak person like him... is a luxury.