Ruizhou, the gate of the gods.

This is the residence of the Protoss and the center of the whole world.

High-rise buildings, across the continent.

"Whew......"

High in the air, above the special trajectory, all kinds of shuttles galloped away, as fast as lightning.

All kinds of flying machines, shuttling among high-rise buildings.

It looks like a futuristic sci-fi world.

In the middle of a building.

"Buzz ......"

The heavy metal door opened, and a dark shadow floated in, saluting directly to a man sitting at his desk.

This person is the Night Scythe who has returned from the Apocalypse Continent.

"Meet your lordship." The night sickle knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Get up, it's all said, this is a free country, and there is no etiquette."

In his hand, the man held something shaped like a flat plate, and wrote and drew on it, without even raising his head.

"My lord, I am guilty of it." The night sickle's voice trembled.

"Say."

"My lord, I lost the Nine Dragons Ding." Nightsthe said.

As soon as these words came out.

Air condensation.

Time stands still.

The man looked at the night sickle and did not speak for a long time.

"You say it again?" The man asked.

"My lord, did you lose the Nine Dragons Ding?"

As soon as this remark came out.

"Bang Bang ......"

Two transparent palms slammed into the night sickle.

It hurts, it hurts perfectly.

Nightsickle grinned in pain and screamed incessantly.

"What's going on? Say! There was a hint of anger on the man's face.

As soon as these words came out, Nightsickle's body trembled, and horror was written all over his face.

Then, Night Scythe told him about meeting Su Ziyang in the Apocalypse Continent, and even about recognizing Su Ziyang as the master.

The man just sat there, not saying a word.

After a long time, he spoke, "I'll give you a chance to make up for it!" ”

"Thank you, thank you, your lord!"

The night sickle kowtowed repeatedly.

"Follow me."

With that, the man led the way.

"Yes, sir!"

The night sickle followed, following the man.

Despite the absence of a physical body, despite the absence of a heart.

It was as if he had heard his own heartbeat again, and he was nervous.

Open the heavy metal doors, sit on the shuttle, and rush into the ground.

Underground, there are also high-rise buildings.

After flying for a long time, the shuttle stopped.

An incomparably heavy door stretched out in front of the shuttle like a planet.

The feeling of being unshakeable and destructive surged all over the night sickle.

At this moment, the night menstrual period was extremely shocking, and it could not be calmed for a long time.

At the same time, the night sickle's face was full of unease.

If you can enter this kind of secret place, the consequences will definitely not be better.

"It's over."

These are the two words that Night Scythe can think of right now.

"Buzz ......"

The light of the gate, all kinds of light flowed constantly.

Then, the door slowly opened.

"Whew......"

Like lightning, the shuttle scurried through the gate.

Soon, the gate closed again.

Looking through the glass, looking out, Nightsickle opened its mouth, revealing a jaw-dropping look.

I saw that inside the gate, it was like another world.

Shuttle automation production base, mecha man production base, spaceship research base......

All of this has completely subverted the perception of the night sickle.

In the end, the place where the two came to was a spherical building.

On the top of the building, there are several large green words of light and shadow: biological human research base.

Moments later, the two arrived at the research center.

"Spiritdove-sama, why are you here in person?"

A strange doctor in a white coat stepped forward and saluted the man.

"Excuse me, how is the research on the Divine People progressing?" The dove asked.

"My lord, a lot of progress has been made."

"The gods have a special power to protect them, according to my observation, this power will only appear in the nascent universe, according to the ancient records, this power is called the qi of Hongmeng." Dr. Strange said.

"Hongmeng's Qi?" The dove looked puzzled.

"Yes, Hongmeng Qi! This kind of power has surpassed the power of the real gods, and it must be the handiwork of the gods who brought the gods to this world, but I am afraid that it is not an ordinary god, but it is likely to be the handiwork of the great master. Dr. Strange said.

As soon as these words came out, the dove gasped a few times.

And the night sickle standing beside him, except in the clouds and fog, he couldn't understand it at all.

What he thinks about now is how to survive.

Only by living, can he continue to sleep with his angel wife and beat his ghost baby.

"Go on!" After a long time, the dove continued to speak.

"My lord, this is one of our research results, and there is another research result, that is, through special genetic medicine, we have been able to erase the consciousness of the gods and make them become our obedient tools."

"Your Excellency, please see, this is our number 118."

At this time, Dr. Strange pointed to a man with glazed eyes.

On this man's head, there are four big characters: the emperor is handsome.

"And this, number 420."

Then, Dr. Strange pointed to another man with glazed eyes.

This person, with four big characters on his head: blood breaks the sky.

"These two have become waste, but despite this, they have accepted the baptism of our strength and have the strength of the three-rank martial artist."

"Your Excellency, you know, they only sent it ten days ago." There was a hint of pride on Dr. Strange's face.

Hearing this, the dove nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done! Since the two of them are scrap, give it to me, and I arrange for them to do something. The dove said.

"My lord, no problem."

With that, Dr. Strange began to operate for a while.

The emperor is handsome and bloody, no, they should be called No. 118 and 420, and in his eyes, he regained a trace of sanity.

"Master."

The two of them clasped their fists together and shouted respectfully.

"Excuse me!"

Doctor Strange pointed to the dove, "From this day forward, he is your master!" ”

"Yes!"

After speaking, Nos. 118 and No. 420 walked up to the dove and saluted respectfully, "Meet the master." ”

"Alright, get up." The dove shouted.

"Yes, master!"

The two stood behind the dove, extremely respectful.

"My lord, you see, this is a semi-finished product, and they all have the strength of the Eight Rank Supreme."

"If we can accept the baptism of our next strength, our strength can even break through the honorable level."

Dr. Strange said, pointing to the numbered players.

Among these players, there are the carefree son, the emperor ruthless, the emperor overlord, and the emperor Kunye......

Most of them are people from the Star Slayer Alliance.

"I don't know, my lord, what are you looking for me?"

Dr. Strange asked.

"Him."

The dove pointed to the night sickle.

This finger, like the finger of Huangquan's life, made the body of the night sickle tremble.

"No...... No, my lord, I don't want to be a monster without intelligence. ”

At this moment, the night sickle still doesn't understand.

He knelt down and kowtowed.

"I didn't say it would turn you into a monster without consciousness." The dove said.

"No ......"

The night sickle resorted to all kinds of means, and fled frantically.

However.

"Hehe, don't be afraid."

Doctor Strange grabbed the night sickle in his hand at once, and let him run out of means, but he could not escape.

"No ......"

All that was left was a terrible scream.

……