Chapter 115: The Hanging Gardens of Division
With a thud, the steel warehouse door was slammed into the depths, and the whole room shook, and the people in the room screamed hoarsely.
"Woo-" A low roar echoed through the corridors.
More than a dozen Templars hobbled towards the area, their faces distorted, their bodies in their sturdy armor completely assimilated by the slime, their normal bodies turning pale green, and green bulges all over the place.
These people have completely lost consciousness and become members of the mutant slime, and now, they are turning around and attacking their former companions.
They can continue to regenerate, even if their hands and feet are cut off, they will fully recover in more than ten seconds, and the most troublesome thing is that they still retain all the skills they had before they were born!
Dark's expansion rate is very fast, and the slimes under his control have occupied six magic energy warehouses, and are continuously transforming high-quality, high-energy-density magic energy crystals into slime armies.
"Woo-" The three slime warriors raised their shields at the same time, the holy light flashed, and they slammed the strengthened shield against the steel door. The door opened, and the slime warriors swarmed up and slaughtered their former comrades in the warehouse. The slime warriors in the back couldn't wait, and rushed in to disintegrate themselves, turning into slime flowing on the ground. In the slime, a small slime lair is taking shape, and it won't be long before this warehouse becomes another complete base for creating all kinds of powerful slimes.
On Urbino's watchful circle, another warehouse went out.
Having just temporarily defused the siege of the Hanging Gardens by the Arabis, Urbino had to face the Slime Legion that Darker had built up single-handedly.
Urbino yelled, "Duck, you bastard, do you know what you made to come out?"
"Yes, demon. But it's not me who makes them, it's you. ”
"If one of these things gets to the ground, the human race is gone! You know?"
"As soon as your psychic hive is activated, so will humanity. ”
"Dark, I think there's a misunderstanding between us, you see, your slimes are not mind-controlled, so you don't need to be afraid of me. We've joined forces ......"
"I've heard things like that many times, and your tricks don't work for me. ”
"Interests, only eternal interests! You see, don't the Arabis stop?"
"Don't worry, all they want is the Psychic Hive, believe it or not, as long as the Psychic Hive information is in hand, they will slaughter you, the head of the Kafir, as soon as possible. My best interest now is to kill you!"
"No, no, wait, wait! I can bring your beloved girl back to life, let her come back to life!"
"I had never heard of the resurrection of the dead. ”
"I can, I can! If she were mortal, I couldn't do anything about it, but she wasn't anymore! not a mortal in the full sense of the word!"
Dark's voice stopped suddenly, and after a while, he said, "You'd better not play tricks!"
"Of course not, are you in control of the situation now? Listen to me, she's a devout member of the Cult of the Illuminati, and even if she has nothing to do with the sect, she still has the imprint of God in her soul—"
"Stalling for time, huh? Good, wait for death!"
"No, no, no! I'll cut a long story short, you know the story of the resurrection of the Son after his martyrdom, right? Isn't that a good precedent? Theoretically, that's entirely possible!"
Duck paused a second time: "In words I understand, as simple as possible!"
Urbino took a few deep breaths and gestured a few times to his subordinates, who understood and brought pen and paper.
Urbino scribbled on the paper and said, "A soul, and a soul container, this is the form of existence of all living beings, do you understand?"
Say. ”
"The container can be muscles, bones, semi-liquid like your slime, and similarly, it can be holy light and magic energy fluctuations. In this sense, any fluctuation that is loaded with souls or even soul fragments can be restored back to its original state!"
When Urbino finished writing, he waved to his subordinates again and again, and motioned for his subordinates to look, and his subordinates read the words, comprehended, and ran away with a smoke.
Darker was completely unaware of this: "Interesting, go on." ”
"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard that Isabella's sacrifice was similar to the Passion of the Son, and I suspect that the fragments of her soul did not completely dissipate, so I ......"
"Don't talk nonsense, after all this time, what type of demonic energy fluctuations can still exist? ”
"Aren't you the best at alchemy? If the fluctuation stops, it stops, and the meaning of an interval of three seconds is the same as that of three days! But this is not important, the important thing is that the frequency of similar magical energy fluctuations is also similar, if you can create the same level of magical energy fluctuations of the same nature, it is possible to restore her! Although it is only a very small chance, it is better than nothing! And I just have enough materials on hand, and the magic circle of the Holy Son is not a problem for a Templar of the Sword Saint level! How about it, do you think about it?"
"What else are you thinking about, of course it's ......" Duck was about to say "Kill you, get the technology", when he suddenly felt a strong vibration under his feet.
"Urbino, what are you doing again?"
Urbino laughed: "No, just cleaning." Goodbye, slime manipulator, and where you and your slime friends came from!"
From the outside, the huge hanging garden is disintegrating and collapsing, and a third of it is detaching from its main body, and a large number of metal fragments and capsules are detached and falling towards the sea.
Duck and his slime lair are among them, and they are desirably falling to the surface.
"Urbino, you bastard!"
However, Urbino's response was no longer heard.
"Damn, you've been tricked!
With a loud bang, the huge capsule that fell from a high altitude splashed a huge wave more than ten meters high on the sea, and even in the Slime Heavenly Kingdom, Duck still felt the tremendous force of the impact.
Slime Celestial slowly led him to the surface of the sea, which was littered with broken metal and a large shard of various colors of magic energy crystals that shimmered.
"The old guy is really decisive. It's troublesome now, such a high distance, remote control can't reach ......" He slammed it down, "Damn!"
George's voice rang out in the team chat: "Welcome back, Dark, the Alcatraz Express Death is about to depart, would you like to come along?"
In the distance, the sea was slowly rising, and Alcatraz Island appeared beneath the surface.
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