"David!" Mo Qiong shouted.

The pages in David's hand were quickly turned over.

Then he held the flute in his hand and started playing on his own in the space where the sound could not be spread.

Although there was no sound, in the dark deep space, a planet that was rusty red to unknown was summoned from the void.

The appearance and size of Mars are mainly composed of gas, ash and hot liquid iron.

The shell was covered with faults and rifts, and the vast ocean of liquid iron formed a giant eye, staring at everyone, including the Apocalypse with an unknown and indescribable gaze.

Mo Qiong and the Apocalypse were both greatly impacted, and the electromagnetic induction allowed Mo Qiong to listen to the strange singing of this planet.

The suppression and obscurity made Mo Qiong suddenly have an impulse to yearn for extinction and become the messenger of the doomsday.

"Believe in Polo, Moqian!" said David.

Mo Qiong was helpless, David's attack was so inseparable from us.

Everyone believed in Polo Ge temporarily, and Mo Qiong was no exception. Zhao Tengkong was too weak, so he could not participate in the war in this space.

"Okay...the body of glory...Poroge. I am willing to believe in you and ask your glory to save me." Mo Qiong murmured, and at the same time, visualizing according to a specific identity in his mind.

Will you pray for the salvation of God? The answer from the Blue and White Society is that humans open their eyes.

In other words, it is not completely impossible. The key lies in whether humans are awake.

If necessary, it can be really fragrant.
Chapter completed!