The statue of the god of beauty, absolute beauty, any thinking creature will see the supreme beauty in his heart on it.

And after that, it was out of control, stimulating a strong possessiveness in the heart.

The longer I watched her, the stronger the desire to get her by all means.

Some people even stayed on for more than ten days in a row, and finally died of thirst.

And in addition, there is a 'desire to protect', no one wants to destroy her, even if she is hurt in the slightest, it is unacceptable.

In fact, this is a typical distortion of the mind, David is fine, he once saw the statue and did not fall in love with her.

The fowl was fine, and the fifth element also resisted the statue of the god of beauty.

Overall, while she played a crucial role in the Battle of the Apocalypse, she wasn't really much of an important containment object.

The threat is also low, just harmless alpha-class.

Mo Qian and Fowl Slippery sensed her at the same time, and in just five minutes, Fowl Slippery understood all her absolute characteristics, and Mo Poor didn't feel anything yet.

I have to say that the perception of golden apples is still powerful, while the perception of cosmic information openness is very unstable.

But to say that Mo Qian shoots his own depth to the depth of the golden apple of the bird, it is useless, and it is completely impossible to improve his perception.

Because function is function, depth is depth. In addition, the depth of the golden apple is actually not as high as the depth of perception that comes with the opening of the information of the mother universe.

The perception of information openness, when the target is shielded and hidden, is still the highest perceivable dimension, and its depth is the depth of the dimension.

The golden apple is different, the other party's information shielding is higher than the depth of the golden apple, so the perception will not be perceived for a lifetime.

In addition, Mo Qian does not shoot his own information depth casually.

As soon as he shot, he shot as a whole, which may inadvertently cause some of his originally high-depth characteristics to be pulled down.

"She's really the one who has been petrified forever at the cost of earth!" After another ten minutes, Bird Slippery finally sensed this.

"What else?" asked Ink Poor.

"There's no way to know, the most I can know is that this sculpture wasn't originally made of stone, but was implanted in a permanent petrified state. ”

"Don't say it, my erasure depth is really low, and I can't even erase this permanent petrification. ”

Information obliteration is a bit like the flop, where a state that is in good shape suddenly turns around, and the state turns over. The original active, running effect is turned off.

The death of a person is actually the state of a living person, and the computer is turned off.

Of course, the erasure of information can only turn in the direction of death, and it is impossible to turn death into life, but only to lead to the birth of another kind of thing.

Bird slippery, theoretically equal to or greater than the Holy Shield, can obliterate the permanent pain of closing the ink poor.

In the same way, this permanent petrified state can also be erased and closed.

She was originally a living person, but because of the cost, she was covered with a layer of permanent petrified state, and erasing this state was actually resetting the cost of using Tumang!

This woman will be resurrected.

This reminded Mo Qian that the Empress had also reset the time of Colon's death.

Eating the golden apple and dying seven days later, Kelon had already triggered this state of death. Later, the empress reset the price of Cologne, back to the time when she had just eaten the golden apple, and let the time of seven days be counted again.

It might have been something similar back then.

Of course, Kelong was directly given five years later, which was about another information operation, such as tampering with the time of death, so that the original seven-day countdown became five years.

Today, I finally look up to a little bit of the empress's strength, and it is no longer like I was in a state of unawareness.

"Let's go meet her. Mo Qian said that, and directly sent the tombstone to the statue of the god of beauty, and he followed closely.

In the brand-new headquarters, David was notified and led a group of members to come to Mo Qiao's side.

These are all spiritual resistors, and Zhao Tengkong is naturally there.

"Anyway, this is the tombstone of the first generation, why is your soul in it?"

"When I was about to be killed by the golden apple, I was killed by him first, so that I could pass on to him the cattle from across the mountain. ”

"And this act itself will trigger another situation, that is, my Tail of Chaos takes my soul and attaches to his soul. ”

"My soul is still there, so the Chaos Tail hasn't abandoned me, but I don't have a body anymore, so it has chosen a new host. It's a host candidate, as soon as my soul is destroyed, it will immediately become someone else's containment. ”

"So the first Assassin in your mouth became the carrier of my soul, but I couldn't communicate with the outside world, and I couldn't control that body, so he didn't know about it. ”

"But in this way, he can indirectly obtain my soul defense, and I can help him block some mind distortions. ”

Mo is poor, the first generation of two souls, he didn't know that he still had a soul connected to his soul.

Bird Slip really did his best for this first generation, and before he died, he not only gave his life to the first generation 100% of the cattle beaten across the mountain, but also protected his soul.

Perhaps in the heart of the bird, the first generation is also like a son.

But after all, the first generation of qualifications was not enough, and it was the second generation of assassins who really pushed the Little Brotherhood to the top. He expanded the Little Brotherhood from a self-serving organization dedicated to containment to new businesses such as assassinating dignitaries and promoting social change.

At first, it was assassinated for containment and rescue, and gradually it was assassinated for the sake of the times and for the general trend: you blocked the changes of the times, so I want to get rid of you.

Although it flourished for a long time, it also planted the seeds for the decline of modern times.

They became revolutionaries rather than mere containment, and they were lost when the world's containment exploded and the containers needed to step up the most.

In fact, some people are also using this to allude to the behavior of the poor.

In fact, Mo Poor also pushed the power of the Blue and White Society to the peak. The entire race of humanity is led by the Blue and White Society.

Although today's society is developing rapidly, this kind of distorted society is actually what the Blue and White Society tried to avoid in the past.

Mo is poor, breaking some stereotypes and violating the original intention of some blue and white societies.

Some members didn't say it, but they muttered a little in their hearts.

Whether it's right or wrong, only time will tell.

Perhaps, from top to bottom, the only one who has no doubts about the path he has followed is Mo Qian himself.

Everything is for existence, and then talk about other things, Mo Qian tried his best to improve the strength of his own camp, but in the end, he didn't know if it would have a miraculous effect.

But even if you fail in the end, you have no regrets. Just like the training of fellow members, they break the limit to improve themselves and learn everything, but how many members of the club are killed by the containment in seconds without using any of them?

Mo Qian thought as he sensed the depth of permanent petrification.

The perception of this thing is actually an exhaustive method.

The information of a thing is immense, and absolute characteristics are only one of the information points.

Maybe it is perceived all at once, maybe it is useless information that is perceived. When it comes to information blocking, it's even more difficult, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Especially now, Mo Qian is also burdened with great pain, as well as concern for Che Yun who is wailing in the depths of his mind.

In addition, the attraction of the statue of the god of beauty is also affecting the mind of Mo Qian.

After sitting for hours, Mo Poor never found permanent petrification.

"Can you share the depth of your perception with me?" asked Ink Poor.

Bird Slippery smiled: "How is this possible? This feeling is not at all something that can be summed up by any picture or language, and the mental power is simply not enough to convey this kind of wonder. ”

Mo Qian nodded, without special information sensing characteristics, it is impossible to convey information sense with mental power alone, which is like using a telephone line...... No, it's the same as playing GTA5 with a fuse.

"Take your time, don't rush, get the characteristics, you can't find them, but if you just perceive the characteristics, calm down, and sooner or later you will find them. Bird Slippery said.

Mo Qian touched his Adam's apple and suddenly thought of a way.

When he perceives the statue of the god of beauty, he also perceives a stone at the same time, and under the contrast between the two, he can directly exclude a lot of information without carefully perceiving it.

The feeling of each information point is different, and the information point with a similar feeling indicates that it is the same kind of information.

The statue of the god of beauty has a certain feeling, and the stone also gives a similar feeling, so there is no need to check carefully, it must be ordinary information.

In this way, Mo Qian saved a lot of time.

It's like you don't have to push the door to go in, just by looking at the façade, you can know that it is not an absolute characteristic.

Ten minutes later, Mo Qian added the first generation of tombstones to perceive it together.

The original tombstone and the statue of the god of beauty both had the property of 'permanent petrification', which added another variable and accelerated the perception of the ink poor.

It's a trick that adds some efficiency.

Finally, two hours later, Mo Qian sensed 'permanent petrification'.

Mo Qian motioned to Zhao Tengkong, asking him to divert his love for the statue of the god of beauty.

"Resurrect her!" Ink Poor pushed the bird again, and immediately shot it to the depth of permanent petrification.

In the next second, I saw the statue of the beautiful god, suddenly changed from a stone to a human.

It was a woman covered in red fruits, with long straight black hair, smooth skin, and extremely delicate facial features, who seemed to be a woman from Xinjiang.

She still has the attribute of supreme beauty, which seems to be her trait in the first place.

The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, his left hand was horizontally blocked in front of his chest, and his right hand pointed at everyone, as if he was going to make some big move.

Zhao Tengkong hurriedly closed his eyes.

David really didn't care, looking at the woman like a dead fish, he had already summoned his tentacles and condensed a disgusting jelly-like shield on his body.

Mo Qian raised his hand slightly and stopped David.

Because of the woman's finger, nothing happened.

“......”

The woman blinked, made another strange gesture, and then waved her hand violently.

“......”

Still nothing happened.

She didn't believe in evil, her steps pulled back lightly, and her body rotated five hundred and forty degrees, that is, she turned around one and a half times in the sky, and wanted to fall to a high platform.

However, she hit her headfirst into the base of the high platform and fell to the ground.

At this time, Mo Qian had already pushed a small cart and walked up, and the woman hurriedly bounced up from the ground, covering her chest with one hand and covering the bottom with the other, and shrank into the corner, looking vigilant and dumbfounded.

At this time, Mo Qian was too terrifying, and his whole body was pitch black, like a humanoid abyss.

"Don't toss, I'm the president of Blue and White, codenamed Black Emperor, you change your clothes first, we'll wait for you outside." Mo Qian smiled, left the small cart with the clothes that had been prepared a long time ago, and then left with everyone.

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