She struggled, screamed, tried to break free from the chains, but it was completely useless, she had neither the spirit of war nor the wind in her, like a complete ordinary person, a poor girl who had been kidnapped by Yakuza and forced to participate in adult programs, she held her head high, cried, and shouted out again in despair.

Yinchen didn't know why he came here suddenly, he even forgot where he came from, forgot what he was doing just now, at this time, there was only the miserable cry of the woman in his mind, only the voice that was exactly the same as Zhang Yating:

"Xiaobai, help me!"

The cold ice lit up like an explosion on his fingertips, and Silver Dust didn't even notice that his hands had already turned into the primary color of flesh and blood, instead of the usual silver-white color. Isaac's sharpshooter whirled and pierced, threatening to hit one of the candles above the girl's head—

"Korea!" A huge Sanskrit chant erupted, and farther away from the platform, an incomparably tall statue of a seated Buddha rumbled from the ground, the statue was completely black, and it was not draped in robes, and its naked upper body quickly drilled out from under the gray-black platform, and the entire platform was almost rippling like a wave.

Silver Dust tripped over the ripples under his feet, and he hurriedly activated the Fantasy Wings, wanting to fly into the air, but he didn't realize that he couldn't feel the existence of these auxiliary artifacts at this time. It was as if he had all his equipment seized, and like a naked snake, he could only rely on himself.

"Fortunately, there are some elements here. Silver Dust's fingertips converged, and the Flying Dragon Strike Thief Flame Cannon immediately struck, and not a single shot, but frequently launched countless fire dragons, and the fire dragons circled and flew up into the dark starry sky, spewing out countless fireballs from the high sky, almost like a torrential rain.

Is this an offense?

No, it's a harassment.

The moment Silver Dust finished firing the fire dragon, it disintegrated all the runes in its body. At that moment, there was only light in his heart.

Beside him, an endless darkness suddenly bloomed.

The darkness was like a frenzy, and suddenly it filled the entire platform, even spreading towards the distant starry sky. And the silver dust burst out in this endless dark canopy.

He could see everything clearly in the darkness of this still night, he rolled and crawled, using his hands and feet together, and rushed to the foot of the huge Buddha statue, and then, he sprayed his fist intent in the darkness, and the flying Demon Cry Slash Fist turned into countless black vines, piercing into the skin of the Buddha statue's rocky texture, and the silver dust took advantage of the huge pull of these black vines that suddenly tightened, and lightning rushed to the face of the Buddha statue that was hundreds of feet high.

When Yinchen saw that face clearly, he couldn't hand out the fist that was already ready to be launched.

He never thought that after the Red Blood Secret Realm, he would be able to see such a chilling and stomach-convulsing thing again-

It was a weeping, god-like face.

That face, which Yinchen had seen once in the Red Blood Secret Realm, would never be forgotten, and he believed that it was the most vicious slander against the Buddha. He thought that if the Buddha had half the power and domineering power of Gabroyle's pope, he would have burned the carver at the stake.

That should be a blasphemy that even the mildest of believers would not tolerate.

That face, silver dust will never be forgotten -

That's the Crying Buddha.

"Korea—" The Crying Buddha really let out a cry at him!

The unimaginable sound directly blew the silver dust away, and at the same time, the silver dust that lost the illusion wings and the space stasis technique was about to be blown directly off the edge of the platform and fall into the endless starry sky, but at this time, a big dark hand suddenly grabbed the silver dust from the darkness and held it fiercely.

The last feeling of Silver Dust was the suffocation of being squeezed by rocks all over his body.

And then—

Poof.

The big black hand directly pinched the silver dust into a ball of minced meat.

The moment the blood of the "little white !!" dripped down, the woman in white let out the most desperate scream, and in the gray space, a poignant laugh like an evil god suddenly erupted.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, what's going on? Wind Source! Is this your last resort? Is this the savior you did everything you could to recruit from a distant otherworld? Is it ridiculous! I was pinched to death by this god with one hand! What else did you say inherited the will of Thor! Feng Yuan, as the mother of Thor, the main consciousness of the Heavenly Universe, can't fight against my Sandalwood Sect at all, and now you still want to expect such a mortal who doesn't know any?!

"Don't be complacent! it's just ......"

The picture disappeared, the sound disappeared, Yinchen screamed and ejected from the bed, and in a panic, he actually kicked Lin Xuanchen out of bed!

"Husband!!" Lin Xuanchen was startled by the silver dust, and quickly pounced on it, shaking it hard and falling back to the bed, almost demented silver dust. After shaking for a while, the silver pupils were successfully focused from a dilated state.

"Husband, what's wrong!" Lin Xuanchen ignored the pain of being kicked to the floor in his sleep, and the shyness that he didn't turn on at this time, and hugged his boy tightly in the dark, wanting to warm his body that was cold because of fear with his body heat.

"It's okay, it's like a dream. Silver Dust's words were a little incoherent, but the cold fear in him was receding. The magician calmed down, his silver pupils gleaming in the darkness.

"I think we're going to have to take on a final, or by far the strongest, enemy. ”

"Husband, you're stuck?" Lin Xuanchen gently patted Yinchen's back: "Wake up, wake up! It's okay! ”

"yes, it's definitely not true. Yinchen shook his head, forcing himself to wake up, and while he hadn't quickly forgotten the dream, he carefully recalled and analyzed the scene in the dream.

"It seems that the heavens gave me a little warning. Yinchen completely calmed down, as if hiding some treasure, pulled the quilt, and carefully put Lin Xuanchen back into the quilt, Lin Xuanchen was ashamed at this time, and hugged Yinchen softly.

Silver Dust didn't have the energy to enjoy any shameful benefits, and he had already analyzed several of the most obvious clues at this time.

Sandalwood Sect, Ke Ruian, the fateful enemy that Silver Dust faces is actually the Crying Buddha itself. They had actually already met on the Purple Blood Immortal Mountain. Crying Buddha, this clue is too obvious and too important, if it is touched by the vine, it may involve something.

"Probably the remnants of the Purple Blood God Cult. Yinchen analyzed, but didn't know that he was completely thinking in the wrong direction. He opened the system inside the field of vision, activated the Great Prophecy, and then found to his horror and sorrow that his prophecy was blank and there was nothing.

Great prophecy, dark great prophecy, and all other big prophecy, small prophecy, god prophecy, ghost prophecy, in short, all prophecy magic, can't make predictions about things that don't exist or won't happen, in this case, 10,000 percent of the prophecy fails, and there is no information.

Silver Dust gritted his teeth, and his silver pupils suddenly turned blood-red, and he was determined to predict his death.

And then, still nothing!

"!" Silver Dust almost whispered, it was the first time he had encountered such a cheating situation with prophecy. At this point, he didn't realize that he was using the wrong direction.

He didn't even realize that when he predicted his death, the immovable hegemon on his body suddenly lit up!

"On the other hand, that blonde hair, who looks like Zhang Yating's sister, should be the highest heavenly rule in this universe, right?

After analyzing these two items, Yinchen couldn't go on, he didn't know where the remnants of the Purple Blood God Sect were at this time, and he didn't dare to ask more details about the Supreme God, that is, the Heavenly Rule itself, the only thing he was sure of was: the Crying Buddha is going to invade this universe, and he wants to help the universe fight against the Crying Buddha, and the Crying Buddha may have made some big moves in the recent past.

Silver Dust closed his eyes and opened them again, runes appeared in his silver pupils, and the Great Prophecy Technique in the system was activated again, this time, he directly predicted the weakness of the Crying Buddha-

As a god, the defensive power should be unlimited, or rather, only the rules of the gods can hurt the gods, but Silver Dust has come to the conclusion that the weakness of the Crying Buddha lies in its non-deification.

"Non-god?!, is he not even as good as an evil god?" Silver Dust's eyes burst out with endless light: "Does it mean that he, like the Star Beast, can be defeated by a powerful enough attack?!!"

"Powerful enough attack" is not an impossible force for Silver Dust, nuclear weapons, the main guns of the interstellar giants, and even those perverted super giant space weapons invented by the Gabroyle civilization are all "powerful enough attacks".

"Do you want me to use a million-millimeter stellar collapse cannon? a 10-million-millimeter galaxy collapse cannon? a trillion-billion-ton equivalent macroatomic space-time fragmentation bomb? Well—these things, with the current state of the main base, will definitely be fine, but what if the entire base is repaired? If there is—one or several industrial parks?" Silver Dust pondered, feeling that there was indeed a vague turning point in the crisis.

He thought that even if the Crying Buddha came, it would not be possible to destroy the entire world in an instant, and it must be gradually eaten, because the purpose of the Crying Buddha is to devour the entire world.

So, as long as he grasps a little bit and builds a million-millimeter rail cannon before the power of the Crying Buddha spreads to the whole world, everything can be solved, right? At least partially?

He thinks so, but the reality is cruel.

The power of the Weeping Buddha may not be strong enough, this rogue world will, which claims to be the first race in the universe, has the characteristics of being like a virus, small and large, and rapidly infecting, and this characteristic is not yet realized by Silver Dust at this time.

"Husband, are you still sleeping?" Lin Xuanchen turned on the lights with ease, and the lights turned on, alarming Zijuan and Musk Yue, who were resting in the suite outside.

"I guess I can't sleep. Yinchen spread his hands a little helplessly, and then gently stroked Lin Xuanchen's hair: "You still continue to sleep......

"No need, I didn't have a few days in a year to fall asleep before, but in the past half a year, I have slept fat!" Lin Xuanchen got up and waited with Zijuan for Yinchen's washing and dressing.

Silver Dust really can't sleep, although mages can also have nightmares, but it is quite dangerous for a legend or above to have nightmares, especially for mages who are proficient in prophecy magic, it is even more dangerous. The nightmare is a warning sign, and the silver dust is 100% sure that the weeping Buddha in the nightmare is about to wake up.

"Crying Buddha? This clue is really clear enough. Silver Dust left the bedroom and sat outside in the living room, in the living area of the North Pole base, there could be no pavilions and water pavilions, only one modern suite after another, Silver Dust sat on the sofa in the living room, facing the dark flat-screen TV in a daze.

"If prophecy can't be used, then use the civilization terminal to check it. He thought, and at the same time as Zijuan brought a fruit bowl, a purple light shot out from his fingertips to light up the dark TV.

The TV did not show any program, and the virtual face of the red queen appeared in the picture.

"After the red, check all the information about the 'Crying Buddha' in the Arctic Base and the Heavenly Base, and be sure to find the traces of this religious belief on the planet, the image of the Crying Buddha is similar to-" The magician relied on his powerful divine sense to turn out the memories of five years ago, and displayed them with a magic portrait, which was carefully scanned by the camera of the Red Queen.

"It's sir!" the red queen said and disappeared, and the screen was empty pitch black. After six seconds, the screen lit up and another blue-haired girl appeared.

This girl is not the queen of red, but the main control intelligence of the Tianfu base, Gabriel.

"Sir, there is no similar sight found on the planet except in Area 00091, and from Gabriel's deputy, Sege The 3.24 million years of records of the Cilabas unmanned AI show only one human activity related to it, which occurred in the era of obscurantism, 2,700 years ago, when a group of people who believed in the primordial black tong god built these statues in the spiky pyramid-shaped lonely mountains in the 00091 area, these statues are called Sandalwood Sect, an unknowable mystical totem worship. These people who believed in the primordial black tung god, from the main planet, spent almost seven hundred years to build the Lonely Mountain Palace, and their inheritance has not been completely broken until today. ”

"Who are they?"

"There are three kinds of primitive worship related to them, the first, the Sandalwood Sect, which is two thousand seven hundred to two thousand years old, belongs to the extinct ancient mystery worship, and the second, the Purple Blood God Sect, is a primitive worship force developed from some secret methods of the Sandalwood Sect, using special energy type one alienated blood, because the sequelae are very serious, people who believe in this primordial power also belong to the extinct race, and the third type, the Heavenly Evil Temple, they belong to the alien implanted worship, except for accidentally entering this completely abandoned Gushan Palace 158 years ago and taking away a huge statue, there is no sign of connection with this base and this totem worship。 Therefore, Gabriel has reason to believe that the image 'Crying Buddha' should belong to the token of the Heavenly Evil Temple, but there are no traces of the activities of the Heavenly Evil Temple on the entire auxiliary satellite. ”