576. A man walks out of the doorway

That's right, equivalent exchange!

Everything originates from equivalent exchange, and at the same time, it also revolves around equivalent exchange. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It is conceivable that although the four gods help humans deal with the strange people through equivalent exchange, it does not mean that the positions of the four gods are all human positions.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

The reason why the four gods travel to the equivalent exchange transaction may be that there is some kind of restriction on the equivalent exchange in the equivalent exchange, or in other words, it is more appropriate to describe it as a constraint.

If hundreds of millions of lives are used for equivalent exchange, how terrible is the equivalent exchange?

Or rather, what is it that can be compared?

Recreate a bald head?

Axel couldn't have imagined...

"That's what you're building the temple of the four gods, right?" Axel asked in a deep voice.

"You're wrong, not everyone knows about this." Medis shook her head and said with an incomprehensible smile.

Edith's meaning is very simple, the people who can enter the list of "everyone" are obviously those four people, of course, including Edith himself.

"Why an equivalent exchange? With your status and strength in this world, there is nothing you can't do on your own, right? Axel sighed that the strength of the four gods can be said to be able to scramble the whole world like scrambled eggs several times.

"Haha... While I don't deny that we are strong ourselves, there are many things that we can't do. For example, breaking the barriers between the mirror world and the ordinary world..."Edith shook her head, "There are many things that cannot be bridged, and if someone wants to cross this barrier, then they can't do it by their own ability, only by these means." ”

Axel was silent, he could understand what Medis meant, but he really couldn't imagine what the exchange would be for the equivalent exchange of the deaths of 600 million people.

"Can you tell me who is going to make the equivalent exchange?" Axel asked, but Medis was silent, laughed, and asked again in a half-joking tone, "It can't be you, right?" ”

"I'm not that bored, even though I can't tell you who did it, and I don't know who did it." Medis said very seriously, "Actually, I asked you to come here to tell you that in this world, it is not only the crisis of those weirdos that you see in the ordinary world, but more importantly, this kind of crisis that you can't even think of, something terrible to the bone marrow..."

Medis sighed, she looked a little tired, as if she was tired.

"You want to protect humanity?" Axel asked, it was strange that when humanity was in great crisis, there was no Medis to be seen.

"Hehe, what does it matter to me whether humans live or die?" What Medis said was extremely simple, yes, as the four gods, whether it is a human or a weirdo, it has nothing to do with her, it doesn't matter who dies or lives. She only cares about what she wants to care about...

"Then why are you worried?"

"If someone exchanges something that threatens the place where you live, you say, will I be worried?"

"Got it... That's why you brought me here, I hope I can help you in the future when I have enough strength? ”

"Yes, you are a manufactur..."

Axel shrugged his shoulders, he knew very well now that it was not the moment to enter this level of battle at all.

"Don't be presumptuous, I'm optimistic about you... You have to make good use of the equivalent exchange on your body..."The figure of Medis gradually became blurred, and then, as soon as the wind blew, it disappeared in a very mysterious way.

Axel lamented that Medis's strength was extraordinary, and he couldn't do it even if he was ten times more capable of smearing oil on the soles of his hands and feet.

However, the level of equivalent exchange of his own pupils is relatively low, and the level of things that can be replaced is also relatively low, so far, that is, he has the help of the fifth grade in his fist, to be honest, he has not even reached the level of his master, with his own strength, to face the crisis that he often faces now, it is simply a grasshopper shaking the tree.

sighed slightly, always feeling that such a big burden was on his body, and it seemed that it was too early. However, it wasn't that Edith didn't come this time for nothing, at least, the reward......

The temple was very deep, with doorways and porches, I didn't know where it led, there was no one else around, Axel also felt bored, there was no trembling tornado around him, he could only slowly wander around the entire temple.

First of all, of course, continue to look at the murals.

After Vereda's death, the sorrow of the Fist God, who was also one of the four gods, he buried Vereda in the Sea of Silence, and at the same time, used her corpse as a medium of equivalent exchange, which was used to suppress the corpse of the Strange Emperor to prevent him from resurrecting.

The grief was at its extreme, and in honor of Willeda, the Fist God exchanged a technology for the equivalent - the technology of the replicants!

Seeing this, Axel was stunned, he didn't expect that this technology of replicants and cloning people actually came about like this, it seems that the technology in the realm is the source of the technology of the ordinary world, but now there are not many people who know this, and the four gods don't care if people know this.

The strength of the replicants is not able to reach the level of the ancestor, there is a certain difference, and the god of fighters seems to be chasing this technology, indulging in it all day long, day after day, he finally created many replicants...

Vereda's replicant!

At this moment, Axel stood at the very back of the mural, staring at the mural where there was a replicant of Vereda.

"Short hair, jet-black eyes, leather gloves in one hand, and a short vest ......" Axel was stunned, this is simply a portrayal of a tank top girl, only slightly different is that the woman in the mural uses ninjutsu to fight, while the tank top girl often uses hand-to-hand combat, but that and that look is simply carved out of a mold.

"What the hell is going on?" Axel was suddenly confused, if judging from the recent situation, the vest girl should have an inextricable relationship with the weird emperor, but how can she imagine it like that with Vereda?

What's going on here?

At this time, in another doorway, a person came out.