"Are you still alive?"

The Scourge of Silence resounded in the voice of the masked in his head—an echo of consciousness through the Tower of Birth.

It lowered its head and stared at the slightly dull white corners of its palms, "I said I wouldn't die until we destroyed humanity. 」

"Very good, but don't forget, it's me who will decide the outcome of this game! Without the combined strike of a new symbiote and a god of creation, even if two or three thousand protozoites were filled in, it would not be of much use in this rugged foothill......

"I don't deny that. 」

"......" probably didn't expect it to be so crisp, and there was a brief pause there, "Anyway, if the king asks about the war on the Western Front, I hope you remember what you said. Also, Hexzod has nothing to do with this battle, which is what you have seen with your own eyes, and although it has its reasons, it is better to distinguish the merits clearly. 」

"I agree. 」

"......" the other party was dumbfounded again, "I didn't expect you to be quite reasonable." Then go to the place where the insects set up a rain of fire, and I will let the gods of God's creation meet you there. 」

"You want to recycle their weapons by the way?"

"That's right," said Nasopelle triumphantly, "it's a testament to victory, and an excellent collection on my way to the mysteries." 」

......

As I climbed to the top of the mountain along the winding road, the god-made god had closed the floodgates and was slowly falling.

Silence has to admit that the Kamen Maharaja does have its irreplaceable place - standing under the floating continent that is wider than the Desperate Mountain Range, anyone will have the illusion that the mountain peak is about to be crushed. But in fact it comes to rest the moment it touches the ground, just as a thousand things stack on top of an egg and don't shatter it.

It was very easy to transport supplies or transfer troops.

What's more, even if the god-made god does not land, he can complete the internal and external exchange through the lifting and lowering suspension platform, and this vertical distance of nearly 100 meters is enough to make the enemy sigh, far from being comparable to the moat in the past.

It can be said that it is an impossible task to conquer the God of God from the outside.

Just as they were waiting for the rendezvous, Silence suddenly heard a slight noise beneath his feet.

This position has long been abandoned by the humans, and even if there are remnants, the symbiotes should have taken them out.

It followed the source of the sound and came to a cavity.

It was supposed to be a hidden fortification dug by the other party, but it collapsed in the impact of the active spear, turning the underground tunnel into a cage, and the subtle sound came from it.

If you don't do anything, whoever is trapped below will have no choice but to die.

But silence leaned down and lifted the collapsed roof with one hand.

It didn't know why it was doing this—perhaps it thought it might get more information, or perhaps it had been infected by its feigned interest in the Greykeepers, and in a few moments, it had cleared a hole in the collapse that could be passed through by one person.

The passage was not very long, and after only two turns, the silence came to an end, and at the same time saw the source of the sound - at the end of the passage was a relatively spacious darkroom, and an oil lamp hung at the door. In the dim light, a human male sat with his back against the wall, wheezing heavily, and there were many trails of blood on the ground.

Silence noticed that only a few strands of flesh were left on the other party's feet, presumably crushed when the roof collapsed and cut off before breaking free.

However, this person should be aware of the structure of the secret tunnel, and even if he abandons his feet, there is no possibility of escaping from the hidden fortifications. In that case, why is he struggling?

"It's a pity...... "the male" he looked up at him, "the devil is the last to wait." ”

"Say, you know—news, otherwise, death is a kind of—luxury. "Silent and stiff spoke, unlike Vakiris, it has been fighting the Heavenly Sea Realm most of the time since it became conscious, and it is not proficient in human language.

However, the other party acted as if he had not heard his questioning.

"I was thinking...... It's fine if it's a teammate who waits for it, but if it's the devil...... Wouldn't you just sit back and wait? He smiled weakly, "It just so happens that there are some propellants stored here, and if you cooperate with the detonator, you can still do your last duty." It's just that I didn't expect it to be a big fish......"

I probably can't ask anything anymore, so I thought to myself silently, so I'd better hand him over to Kamen to deal with.

Just as it was about to step forward to stun the other party, a hemp rope slipped quietly from the human's hand.

The other end of the rope seemed to be connected to a heavy object, and when it was unrestrained, it quickly scurried upwards - and the Silent Plague realized that there were many cakes piled up in the corner of the darkroom, and a black object fell silently from the low roof, and below it lay an iron square, where the blood was most dense.

No...... The other party's struggle is not to escape from this place.

The oil lamp hanging on the door frame allows him to see the comer for the first time.

The rope in his hand ensures that the arrangement will be triggered whether he is unconscious or killed.

- He dragged his mangled body and crawled around the small room, just for a chance not to sit still.

Silence retreats as fast as it can!

The male raised the corners of his mouth.

"Human ...... Hooray!"

An extremely dazzling light burst out from the corner, and in an instant the dark room was as bright as day!

With a loud bang, the collapse jerked upward, as if it had been swept away from the inside by a giant fist, and flew into the sky with a large amount of rubble and snow.

......

"What's going on?"

Kamen glanced at the Silent Maharaja, who had been lifted up to the god of divine creation, and asked his assistant with a frown.

"The subordinates don't know, they only know that there was a sudden explosion on the top of the mountain...... I guess I fell into the trap of the bugs. ”

Nasopelle snorted, "It's really embarrassing, if I were to be another Maharaja, I'm afraid I would have lost my breath a long time ago." ”

The silence was as if it had been trampled on by the horns, the shattered armor had mixed with flesh and blood, and the face that resembled a human female was only a vague outline, and there was little magic left.

"Doesn't that mean you're right?" said the assistant, bowing his head.

"That's right," Nasopelle laughed, "even the most powerful body is only the limit, on the contrary, the symbiote is the ideal evolutionary direction - it can be replaced at any time after damage, and there is no upper limit to growth, that is the body we should pursue!"

It stopped looking at the unconscious Maharaja, and turned to the Tower of Birth, "Throw this guy into the mayfly pond and soak it, it shouldn't be needed for a while." Those bugs must not have imagined that the low-hanging fruit of the wolf heart was not the primary goal of the god-made god at all, and swallowing all the kingdoms in one go was the fastest way to obtain the inheritance fragments. ”

"Pass my order, adjust the course, and head at full speed towards the Hermes plateau!"

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